The wind blows, the clouds move, and the branches and leaves on the treetops begin to swing gently.

Twelve figures have also attacked like thunder.

All the offensives were aimed at one point. This point was no one else, but the only one who stands out! Mu Xiu was definitely defeated by Lin Feng. The first young man was so arrogant that he wanted to fight against the heroes with one person's strength, no wonder everyone would do his best to do his best.

What's more, this first son is famous. Everyone knows his existence. It is definitely a big threat and is the same for everyone.

Therefore, it makes sense to prioritize this big threat, whether in terms of reason or logic.

Although the other young talented teams did not take action, they did not intend to stop them or wait for an opportunity to take action.

Just because everyone knows that the existence of the First Young Master is a great threat! Twelve streams of lightning turned into lightning offensives and attacked the First Young Master fiercely. The picture is also projected onto the high wall of the square.

In the entire square, more than 100,000 people were silent! At this moment, everyone held their breath and stared at the projection on the high wall.

Even the eyes were not willing to blink, because no one wanted to miss the most exciting scene because of the moment of blinking! The first competition was so intense and bloody at the beginning. The twelve young talents took action together and wanted to kill the first young master at the first time! And in the field, the other teams were not far away, and everyone looked at it from a distance, because everyone wanted to see what skills this first young master had and could he take on this desperate blow?

"interesting."

The first young master's eyes were not moved, but he just glanced at the twelve people with a squint. His eyes were as if he saw the twelve dogs coming from the roadside.

He was standing at the treetops, picking flowers and chuckling, as if he had never noticed that each of the twelve people had a strong murderous intent and wanted to kick him out the first.

"kill!"

He Cheng shouted softly. Although these twelve young talents have never fought side by side, their abilities are not beyond their reach.

All of these twelve people are amazing people. Their sensitivity and intuition towards combat made them instinctively make the most correct judgment at this moment.

As soon as the twelve people attacked, they seemed to be an old friend who had been tacitly understanding for many years. They completely locked all the retreat paths of the First Young Master from the twelve directions of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches! Under such an offensive, no matter which direction the First Young Master retreated, he would be attacked by a powerful attack, and he had no choice but to retreat! In everyone's eyes, there was also a look of brilliance and pride. Although this attack was not the most powerful bottom-up skill for everyone, it also showed his own fire and skill.

More importantly, everyone believed that no peer in this world could take over the siege of the twelve people.

The first young master, it is not possible! Apart from a powerful enemy, everyone is in a bad mood. Everyone seems to have seen the fate of the first young master being defeated with hatred under the siege of everyone.

Being able to hold back the crazy laughter is the greatest restraint of these young talents.

"Can this first young master take on such a rapid offensive?"

A question was not only born in the hearts of all monks on the field, but also spread outside the field.

Hundreds of thousands of ordinary people outside the field were filled with excitement and their faces were flushed with excitement, because such a scene would probably only be seen once in their lifetime.

But they were also thinking about this question in their hearts, whether this first young man could withstand the siege of the rest of the people.

Most people sympathize with the weak, especially when the more bully the few, and the first son is unable to support him, many people are also shouting for the first son, and they must hold on! "Lin Xuan, what do you think?"

In the Source Palace, Qian Ling and Lin Xuan were also watching this scene side by side.

As soon as everyone attacked, Qian Ling turned to look at Lin Xuan. The twelve young talents took action at the same time. Even if she was the one, she would probably not dare to escape unstoppable.

Lin Xuan nodded and said, "Can you win."

Qian Ling blinked: "Who?

You mean the first son?”

Lin Xuan said: "Yes, the first son can win."

"You have never met him before and have never seen him before. Why do you have so much confidence in him?"

Qianling was of course curious in his heart, because for Lin Xuan, this first young man was not just a friend who hit it off at first sight, but instead formed a rival to Liangzi.

The matter of the two evil spirits of the black and white is of course not easy to swallow with the style of the first young master.

If the trial was not imminent, I'm afraid the first young man would have come to the door long ago.

Lin Xuan was extremely optimistic about this first young man at this moment. How could Qianling not be surprised?

"That's true, would you want me to lie?"

Lin Xuan chuckled and shook his head and said, "This person has a profound skill, not inferior to me, especially his magic power is unfathomable, but it seems to have endless changes. Not only does he have the skills of the heavens and all worlds as his foundation, he seems to have mastered some methods of using the laws of the great Tao."

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, stared at the first young man in the field, and nodded seriously: "With his strength, facing these twelve young talents is no problem."

It seemed to be to verify the correctness of Lin Xuan's words, the attacks of twelve young talents came together in the field.

The first young master, who had no choice but to retreat and had all his retreats blocked, never thought of retreating.

It's no wonder that if a person sees twelve ants rushing towards him in front of him, would he retreat?

The first young master never thought about retreating, so there was no problem with whether there was a way out! He stood with his hands behind his back, facing the siege of twelve people, standing proudly on the treetops.

The attacks of the twelve people arrived as promised, but at this moment, the wind around suddenly calmed down.

Not only the wind, but at this moment, it seems that even time has stopped passing.

With a humming sound, with the first young master as the center, a huge spherical space was independent of the illusion.

Twelve sword lights flashed in this spherical space. These sword lights did not flash by in a flash, but left a smooth trace in the void.

This is not magic, but because these twelve sword lights cut off not air, but void! The twelve sword lights directly cut the entire space, and everyone saw that at some point the first young master had an extra magic knife in his hand! Accompanied by the sword light, the twelve people who besieged the first young master were as if they had been immobilized. Each of them maintained the final attack posture, and the powerful spiritual power in their hands had not been dissipated, and they besieged the first young master from all directions.

But there was no one in the place where the first young master was standing.

The first young master slowly walked out of this spherical space, and with a clang, twelve void cracks surrounded at this moment.

Puff puff puff puff... Twelve blood pillars soared into the sky, and everyone's attack turned into nothingness.

At this moment, these young talents showed a look of shock on their faces. They didn't even know when they were hit! He Cheng lowered his head and looked at a deep bone-scar on his chest. What he saw in his eyes was more than shock and embarrassment.

Wow—Twelve figures turned into meteors in an instant and disappeared into the illusion.

This is the protection mechanism of the illusion formation. The injured monks in it will not be fatal to be injured. Otherwise, these twelve sword lights would not be that simple, but would penetrate everyone's chest and head! "This..." The entire Buzhou Mountain was so quiet that it was scary.

There was only the sound of gasping around and echoing.

Everyone looked at this scene in a daze, watching the first twelve young talents who turned into streams of light, and the first young man who was eliminated, who was indifferent and still like a wandering strolling in the garden.

Just like these twelve young talents gathered an offensive at the same time, no one expected that things would happen so suddenly.

No one expected that the ending would be even more abrupt.

In an instant, the twelve sword lights were decided! "Since the warm-up is over, it's your turn next."
Chapter completed!