1854: C1854 Shocking Performance

C1854 Shocking Performance

Lee Yifann stretched out his hand and grabbed the Ice Soul Sword. Spiritual energy was poured into the Ice Soul Sword, forming a huge sword beam that was over a hundred meters long.

"What a terrifying spiritual energy..." Everyone who knew what it was sucked in a cold breath of air.

To be able to do this, one needed a huge amount of spiritual energy to support themselves.

Lee Yifann's move alone was enough to shock everyone.

Holding the hundred-meter sword light in his hand, Lee Yifann looked down from above and slashed fiercely at the ice wall.

"Boom!"

The ice wall exploded, and cold air raged.

For a moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook. It was as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing, and the mountains and rivers were shaking.

"Ah! An earthquake!"

"Run, there's an earthquake!"

That earth-shattering might instantly made everyone think that it was an earthquake, and they all wanted to escape.

Without even letting out a miserable cry, Teng Yuanhao was directly cut into two, dying on the spot.

Of course, he wasn't dead yet, his Nascent Soul wasn't dead yet.

"Sou!"

A white light shot out from Teng Yuanhao's corpse at an incredible speed.

"Can you run?"

The Ice Soul Sword left his hand. Lee Yifann did not even chase after it. His hands moved in front and behind him. The Qi of Heaven and Earth gathered here!

Everyone saw a crossbow shaped object that looked like a bow and arrow appear in Lee Yifann's hands.

In the blink of an eye, the first revolution of the Secular Bird Crossbow was completed.

"Sou!"

The Arrow of Spiritual Strength pierced through the heavens and earth, instantly killing Teng Yuanhao.

Along with a miserable scream, Teng Yuanhao's Nascent Soul turned into nothingness.

The battle had ended!

Everyone was dead silent.

Many of them widened their eyes in fear, because this battle was completely one-sided. Furthermore, the techniques and strength that Lee Yifann had displayed was even more terrifying.

A Mid Nascent Soul Spiritual Master would die with just a single strike!

This was not a battle, but a one-sided massacre!

The impact created by Lee Yifann was not something that could be compared with the previous battles. Even the battle between Zang Wangshan and Taoist Tu Su was not as exaggerated as this.

"Young Master Lee, well done!" Lee Ming was very excited.

Mu Fu was very excited. "No wonder you are Young Master Lee. You have broadened my horizons once again!"

Zang Wangshan's mouth was wide open, "Is this senior's true strength?"

Zang Xiaoque was dumbfounded. She remembered that she had said that Lee Yifann did not know anything and wanted to find a hole to hide in. "So he is so strong. Why didn't you say so earlier? You made me lose face."

"This, this..."

Everyone in Changrong Clinic, except for Zhai Shuo and his daughter, Mo Lingyan and Lee Wenyan, had their mouths wide open.

"Is Yifann still human? Why do I feel like he is a god?"

"He's like a god that has descended to the mortal world!"

"The two people who were fighting in the video earlier weren't like that. Am I dreaming?"

Everyone stared at each other in bewilderment.

Lee Changrong's lips trembled as he said, "When did Yifann become so powerful?"

"Dad, this is only a part of his strength. His true strength is far stronger than this." Lee Wenyan smiled bitterly and sighed in his heart. He could see that his son's strength seemed to have become stronger again.

This kid was really a monster. He had left his father far behind.

Lee Changrong swallowed his saliva. "Do you know this too?"

Lee Wenyan was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "Dad, we didn't mean to hide it. There are really some things that are inconvenient to say. But we are all family. This will not change. "

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"This... Young Master Lee, isn't this a little too exaggerated?" Situ Mannloong opened his mouth wide.

Sima Xiangru took a deep breath and said, "I couldn't even use the technique of the hundred-meter sword light just now. How terrifying is Young Master Lee's Spiritual Qi? How can he use such a technique so easily?"

"I'm starting to believe why General Situ insisted on him coming." Yuv Ziyang had a complicated expression on his face.

At first, they thought that even if Lee Yifann could kill Gong Changjie, it would be because of luck and the help of the spiritual weapon.

Now it seemed that they had underestimated Lee Yifann's true strength.

Guan Hu's eyes sparkled with a strange look. When he thought about the Devil Spirit Space, he sighed in his heart. This kid was not simple!

In the twelve arenas, Taoist Tu Su's facial expression had become extremely ugly. Although it wasn't difficult for him to kill Teng Yuanhao, it was absolutely impossible for him to be as agile as Lee Yifann.

Initially, he thought that he should have a high chance of killing Lee Yifann, but now, he began to waver.

"This guy is even stronger than the last time!" Lee Fengyun's eyes revealed a kind of fear and fear.

"This kid..." Lee Shengwei slowly clenched his fist and took a deep breath. Judging from the degree of hostility between Lee Yifann and the Lee Family, this kid would sooner or later become a major threat to the Lee Family!

"Lee Yifann wins!"

The referee announced the result. Lee Yifann stepped into the sky and returned to Lee Ming and the others.

"Young Master Lee!" Lee Ming said happily, "It was all broadcasted just now."

Lee Yifann picked up the equipment and said to the people on the other side, "Grandpa, did you not get scared?"

"A little." Lee Changrong had never imagined that his obedient grandson would have such a powerful ability one day.

"There are six more matches after this. It is only the beginning." Lee Yifann smiled. "We will livestream the next match."

After that, he disconnected the internet.1

"Old thief Tu Su, you won't be able to escape the second round! I look forward to the expression on your face when you die! " Lee Yifann sneered, turned around and left indifferently.

Each battle in the sixteen divisions lasted for a different period of time. Some were fast and some were slow.

Speaking of which, Lee Yifann's first and fourth battles in the twelve divisions ended in just a few minutes. Therefore, this division ended the first round as soon as possible.

It was only at night that the first round of the sixteen divisions ended.

Lee Yifann wasn't afraid that Taoist Tu Su would run away. First of all, this old bastard was representing the America in the battle. He wanted to escape from the battlefield, and the America wouldn't spare him.

Secondly, if Taoist Tu Su really ran away, that would be perfect.

Once they left the venue of this international competition, there would be no rules that prohibited private fights. Taoist Tu Su would only die faster.

The road in front of Taoist Tu Su would be death no matter what!

"Young Master Lee."

That night, Situ Mannloong went to find Lee Yifann.

"General Situ, it's already so late, why aren't you resting?" Lee Yifann said with a smile.

"It's still early. I'm not happy about it!" Situ Mannloong was full of smiles.

"Both of them have advanced?" Lee Yifann thought that the only thing that could make him happy was that most of the three contestants had advanced.

"Yes!"

Situ Mannloong nodded his head repeatedly, "Although Pang Tong's side is a little dangerous, fortunately, it's not a big deal. He has advanced."

Upon hearing this, Lee Yifann shook his head, "If it's a dangerous advancement, I'm afraid he won't be able to go far."

Situ Mannloong's smile faded a little and he nodded. "You're right. But you are a seeded player. As long as you can reach the end, it will be fine!"

When Pang Tong and Min De, who were following behind, heard that the former knew his own limitations and did not have any reaction, the latter was a little dissatisfied.

"General Situ, do you think I can't do it?" Min De frowned.

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