"Bang!"
A figure flew out and Lu Ling Fell into the lake.
Li Tian stood in the air with his sword in hand, and the sharp sword Qi spread out in threads.
The crowd was dumbfounded by the outcome. They stared at Li Tian to confirm that it was really Luling who had fallen into the lake.
"This ..." No one knew who spoke, but everyone reacted and looked at the person standing in the air with complicated expressions.
The three tribulations of the Mahayana stage was completely without any pressure, who was this person? Many of the people present put away their disdainful looks. They weren't fools, and they knew that after watching Li Tian's attack, no one could guarantee that they would win.
Nalan Yun's mouth was pursed into a straight line, and the cold light in her eyes became more and more intense.
Only fatty and a few others didn't have much of a reaction. This was an outcome that they had long expected.