?Zhou Village, the elder of Lanyue Sect, took the stage. After a few simple words, the exchange and exchanges began today.

He lets the two players appear.

Jiang Yu walked away calmly. Although he could not see a conceited expression, he looked confident.

On the other hand, Yan Futian took slow steps, and every step was very heavy, and his face was not very good-looking, just like he was on the execution ground.

The disciples of Xianyan Sect all found it strange.

"What's wrong with Junior Brother Yan today?"

"Yes, I don't look down on those opponents anymore?"

"It's possible, I think Junior Brother Yan can even compete with the fifth level of disaster realm now!"

"That's a little exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration to see any results in the fighting formation god body, okay!"

On the other hand, the disciples of Lanyue Sect were even more strange.

"Yan Futian looks...it seems very reluctant to fight!"

"What exactly is he worried about?"

Because when the disciples of Lanyue Sect faced Yan Futian, Yan Futian was in this state.

He doesn't even have the courage to look at each other!

Standing on the stage, Jiang Yu felt several scorching gazes falling on him.

Qi Ling'er, Qin Yande, Zhoucun...

They all winked Jiang Yu outside the court.

Everyone gave him high hopes.

Jiang Yu suddenly felt a little funny.

Lanyue Sect, Xianyan Sect...

The two top sects in the Youtian Realm put the results of the competition on him, a casual cultivator.

He nodded lightly.

He collected money from three parties, so this battle naturally needs to be performed well.

After all, it was already done in advance, and the final result was that he would not offend anyone.

It will even exceed Zhoucun's expectations.

Jiang Yu bowed his hand and said, "Junior Brother Yan, Jiang Wudi, Lan Yuezong, has asked for advice."

Yan Futian glanced at him quietly. Although he didn't speak, he sent a message to him: "Don't forget, you took our money!"

Jiang Yu's lips curled up with an arc and responded: "Are you scared? Little brat, you don't want to be embarrassed if you are so young, have you ever thought about how the person you were defeated and sarcastic in the past was?"

Yan Futian: "..."

Jiang Yu continued, "But don't worry. Since I have collected the money, I will definitely satisfy you. But listen well, we are a fake match, and there is no need for everyone to do their best. If you have any bad intentions in the middle, don't blame me for being rude!"

You dare to make trouble for me, and see if I don’t beat you up and call you grandpa!

Yan Futian's silence and hesitation made the disciples of Xianyan Sect quite dissatisfied, but they did not dare to act too obviously like Ma Si.

So they shouted: "Junior Brother Yan, don't talk nonsense to him!"

"Junior Brother Yan, you have to show the style of our Xianyan Sect and never give your opponent any chance to fight back!"

"Junior Brother Yan, come on!"

The sounds of urging behind were heard one after another, and Yan Futian was unable to ride a tiger, so he could only rush towards Jiang Yu with his teeth!

The war is about to break out!

Jiang Yu had a fight with Yan Futian, and knew that he was strong in body, so he immediately used the ten great tricks!

If the physical strength does not increase, he can't beat Yan Futian.

A fatal hole in his body reopened, as if he had broken free from the shackles. Jiang Yu's qi and blood surged, and his power continued to rise.

The surrounding spiritual energy rolled back like a torrent, causing a violent storm.

Golden light permeates.

Yan Futian's body was covered with a faint layer of golden light, looking like a god of war.

His fist was blown out, and the space was twisted together instantly, and there was a faint tearing momentum!

Needless to say, the physical strength of the God of Fighting War is the only way to break all the methods after the great success!

Bang!

It was almost time to say that, and in an instant, the two of them had already punched each other.

The spiritual energy is like a tide, turbulent layer by layer.

The powerful aftermath spread in all directions, causing the barriers in the martial arts field to tremble.

The golden light soared into the sky.

Just a touch!

The two of them retreated dozens of feet at the same time, and their bodies contained magnificent power, and their clothes were rushing.

Just a simple fight shocked the disciples of Xianyan Sect and Lanyue Sect at the same time!

"How is this possible?"

Ma Si of Xianyan Sect widened his eyes, "Is my investigation wrong? That kid is not just the second level of disaster?"

"Impossible, his cultivation level is only at the second level of disaster, I'm sure!"

"Why is this happening?" Ma Si's face was full of incredibleness. "Even I can't catch Junior Brother Yan's punch. How did he do it?"

Similarly, the people of Lanyue Sect were also stunned!

"No, he actually caught Yan Futian's punch?"

"Does he really have the second level of disaster?"

"Is it because I was dazzled, or did I not wake up?"

Someone rubbed his eyes.

In their cognition, the second level of disaster is at the level of the disaster, and even Yan Futian’s punch cannot be held!

Elder Zhou Cun stood up even more excitedly, with unconcealed joy in his eyes.

Last night, he asked Jiang Yu to hold on for three minutes, and he still felt a little embarrassed.

But now it seems that this kid can do it!

This ten million is worth spending!

Qi Ling'er and Elder Qin Yande and Xu did not respond much, because this was as expected by them.

Some people even don’t care about this battle at all and keep eating and drinking.
Chapter completed!