Feeling Ling Zhengyang's body, the super strong true yuan like a volcanic eruption, Shen Qiang, who was a cultivator of the Yang God Realm, only felt that his hairs were all standing up, and at the same time, he had to admit that if it was a simple competition between two people for the true yuan, the current Shen Qiang would definitely not be Ling Zhengyang's opponent.

"Ling Zhengyang, who is so powerful, actually has such a powerful True Yuan, no wonder, standing at the peak of the Mixed Yuan Realm, he has the ability to fight against the powerhouses of the Dao Fruit Stage!"

"It's worthy of a battle maniac, this Ling Zhengyang is really too powerful!"

And almost at the moment when everyone felt shocked by Ling Zhengyang's strength.

But to his astonishment, Ling Zhengyang, who was shocked, not only did not look at the evil spirit with contempt, but faintly showed a trace of horror.

Almost at the same time.

All the cultivators were shocked to see it.

A trace of blood-like mist slowly emanated from the evil spirit that made the sword drawing motion.

And that's not all.

What's even more surprising is that the original sharp knife momentum has disappeared.

Only, a mist like blood surged around the evil spirit.

Not only that, but it seems slow, but in fact it is unusually fast. 、

The evil spirit, which was originally just a black mist condensation, not only quickly turned into a bright red soaked in blood, but the blood-stained armor and the form of the whole person gradually became clearer.

This is a cold man with a cold face, frosty eyes, and unscrupulously filled with the intention of tyranny to kill everything in the world, he said softly.

"I have fought a hundred battles in the yellow sand, and I have not tasted defeat!"

Ling Zhengyang looked at him with shocked eyes.

At this time, the wind rises.

Silky mist, like a mist of blood, dripping from the body of the evil spirit as if it had been soaked in blood.

"Impossible, you can't be so strong!" Ling Zhengyang roared angrily, and the whole thing rushed towards the evil spirit, and the heavy punch that crushed everything in an instant was as brave as the giant hammer of the god of war!

But in an instant, looking at the violent true yuan that was like a small mountain, the bloody evil spirit smiled.

"The finer the needle, the sharper it is, and you lose. ”

Swish!

In an instant, all the people only felt a flash of red in front of them.

The bloody spirit has vanished in place.

Shout!

Instantly shattered into a dozen yellow leaves, and disappeared with the wind.

The flaming and terrifying True Yuan vanished.

Ling Zhengyang, who was combing his hair in a Taoist bun, watched his hair bun fly up in the air in amazement, and clearly felt the coolness that flashed in an instant from the top of his head.

Boom!

The severed bun fell to the ground.

Lost the shackles of the hair shawl down.

Meanwhile.

Everyone present was shocked to see the bloody evil spirit that had appeared behind Ling Zhengyang in an instant, at this time, not only was his back as majestic as a mountain, but the corners of his mouth had a trace of contempt that should have been so.

Burst!

The tall and burly Ling Zhengyang's legs suddenly splattered with blood, and then he knelt on the ground with a pop.

"Impossible! I lost to Shen Qiang's evil spirit?"

Ling Zhengyang was hard to accept.

But at the same time.

He was shocked to see that the bloody evil spirit had not only put away his sword, but also walked in front of Shen Qiang, who was sitting on the chair, and then half-knelt down to salute, and said respectfully: "Report to the lord, the enemy has knelt, Yuwen Sabaot has come to restore his life." ”

Shen Qiang smiled and said softly: "It's hard work, go down." ”

Hear this.

The Bloody Spirit's form faded away, and the armor returned to the chest.

All the cultivators present looked silently at Ling Zhengyang, who was kneeling on the ground, not only dumbfounded, but even more silent.

"It's not fair!" Ling Zhengyang, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly roared angrily: "Shen Qiang, you despicable villain, what kind of ability do you have to rely on the power of evil spirits?

With his words, in the live broadcast room of the Wonderland Forum, where there was no news, multiple messages appeared in an instant.

"Despicable, relying on evil spirits to win, what kind of ability!"

"Shame, you have the ability to do it yourself!"

"It's distressing, it's unfair, Ling Zhengyang actually lost to Shen Qiang's evil spirit!"

And at the very moment when these messages appeared.

Shen Qiang, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Ling Zhengyang with a somewhat bored look in his eyes, and said in an unusually calm and indifferent tone: "If you lose, it's unfair?

"You are standing at the pinnacle of the Mixed Yuan Realm, and I have just entered the Yang God Realm, which is equivalent to two great realms higher than me, and it is a world-apart realm on the path of cultivation. This is something that is clear to the entire cultivation realm, do you want to tell me that you don't know, against the true yuan, it must be the person with a high realm who wins? So you have the confidence, run to my door to spread wild, open your mouth and shut up and call me a coward, saying that I shrunk my head and turtle, insisting on one-on-one with me, have you considered whether this is fair?"

In an instant, Ling Zhengyang's face turned pale.

Shen Qiang got up indifferently and said proudly: "Get out, you stinky and shameless person, I've seen too much, if you can win, just say that winning is justice, and if you can't win, you will shout that it's unfair? The morality of the whole world belongs to you? Don't be embarrassed and conspicuous in me, okay?"

Looking at Shen Qiang, who was arrogantly wanting to leave, Ling Zhengyang was furious: "Shen Qiang, you stop me! Our duel is not over yet!"

"You've already lost. Shen Qiang said indifferently.

"What kind of ability is it to rely on evil spirits to win?" Ling Zhengyang roared.

Shen Qiang smiled: "Are you brain-dead?The Sword Saint also won with the sword in his hand, and they are also magic weapons, do you want to say that he is not capable of winning?"

Ling Zhengyang was stunned for a long time, until Shen Qiang shook his head and left.

He suddenly shouted like tears: "Shen Qiang, you stop me! It's me who lost, I'm willing to gamble and lose! Come, you come and kill me! This is a duel, what does it mean for you to leave? Do you think I Ling Zhengyang can't afford to lose?"

Shen Qiang, who heard this, turned his head sideways, looked coldly at Ling Zhengyang, who was kneeling on the ground with his hair scattered, and said very calmly: "The reason why I don't kill you is because Xu Nan is a person who cares about righteousness, I don't want her to feel half sad in my heart, and I don't want her to have any ideological burden." ”

"Coward!" Ling Zhengyang roared angrily: "You shrunken turtle, you don't dare to kill me! Come on, you come to kill me!"

Shen Qiang, who was already about to leave, stopped, and then said calmly and indifferently.

"I once had a girlfriend and I thought that if I gave her everything I had, she should love me as a matter of course, but then she chose to leave me, and then I was very serious at the time and I was thinking that I should die in front of her, so that she would regret it for the rest of her life. ”

Looking at Ling Zhengyang who was stunned there coldly, Shen Qiang said unusually calmly: "But in fact, she won't, she will have a new boyfriend, and she will choose to live her life happily and happily, so if Ling Zhengyang wants to die, you can kill yourself now." ”

Shout!

The stainless steel scalpel was stuck on the ground in front of Ling Zhengyang.

Shen Qiang said calmly: "Cutting your wrists with a knife and smashing your own head with a wave of your palm, this is not a problem for you, it is very easy to do, but I remind you now, if you die, I will only be happy." ”

With a contemptuous sneer on the corner of his mouth, Shen Qiang said: "As I said before, in the eyes of the squad leader, I am a scumbag and a trash, in my eyes, the squad leader is just an imbecile who can only write homework, and in my eyes, you are not even an opponent at all, at best you are just a willful and naïve intellectual retard." ”

"You don't even understand the truth that ants are greedy for life, and you are completely swayed by emotions, what qualifications do you have to be my opponent?"

Turning around and leaving, Shen Qiang grabbed Xu Nan, who was stunned on the side, and said indifferently: "Go and kill yourself, that may be the person you care about can hide in my arms and cry, but what do I have to lose? You who can't even see through this kind of thing will never be qualified to compete with me for anything." ”

"Even if you want to be a hero, you're in the wrong place. ”

(End of chapter)