"Hmm. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)"

Feng Wudao nodded, and between raising his hand, a ring shot at Kong Lao, "You help me bet on the 100,000 lower grade yuan stones in it and bet on Ling Tian Kid." ”

"100,000 lower grade Yuan Stone?"

Kong Lao took the ring, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was a little speechless.

At this time, he really wanted to reply directly:

Didn't you say I was fooling around?

"Daddy...... With so many low-grade Yuan Stones, aren't you afraid that Big Brother Duan will lose?"

Feng Tianwu was also frightened by Feng Wudao's generosity.

"If he dares to lose, I won't marry my precious daughter to him. ”

Feng Wudao said lightly.

"Daddy...... What do you say?!"

Feng Tianwu's face turned crimson, lowered her head, and said shyly.

Duan Lingtian naturally didn't know about the situation in the Feng family's exclusive high-class audience, let alone that Feng Wudao had placed 100,000 lower-grade Yuan Stones on him in the duel between him and Zi Yan.

If he knew, it would have been more stressful.

"Today's dynasty is the 'third', which is Bai Hao's income...... Obtain a reward of 20,000 lower-grade Yuan Stones. ”

At this time, one of the old men in charge of presiding over the prison arena handed Bai Hao a ring and opened his mouth to announce.

After Bai Hao left, Zi Yan's body moved, and in a moment he arrived at the sky above the prison arena, confronting Duan Lingtian.

"Duan Lingtian, do you need to rest?"

Zi Yan glanced at Duan Ling Tian indifferently, and the corners of his mouth flashed with disdain, "Lest you wait for me to defeat you, and say that I am not a martial artist." ”

"Beat me?"

Duan Lingtian said lightly: "Zi Yan, it seems that you are still the same as before, and you are very confident in yourself...... I remember, when the Seven Star Sword Sect fought at the peak of Tianji Peak, you seemed to be so confident, but the result was that you were defeated, and you were defeated!"

"Hmph! The miracle of the past cannot be repeated today. ”

Hearing Duan Ling Tian mention that unbearable past, Zi Yan's face sank and he snorted coldly.

"Not necessarily. ”

Duan Lingtian continued.

Although, he had already let it go, and planned to use the soul technique 'Thousand Illusions' directly against Zi Yan.

But when he thought of the strange black flame mark that appeared in the center of Zi Yan's eyebrows, his strength suddenly skyrocketed...... I have to say that he is still a little worried in his heart, worried that when Zi Yan's strength increases, his spiritual power will also increase.

If Purple Death's mental power can be increased accordingly, he has no chance of winning, unless a miracle happens.

It can be said that he is gambling on this battle.

Bet that Ziyan's mental power will not increase with the increase of strength.

"You'll find out right away. ”

Zi Yan's eyes were slightly cold, and the Yuan Force on his body was raging and beating, as if it had turned into a white flame and enveloped it, and he had no intention of taking out his spiritual artifact Guqin.

"Looks like you're planning to cast your 'secret method' directly?"

Duan Lingtian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"You're smart...... It's a pity, you will definitely be defeated today!I will let you know that being an enemy of my Purple Death will be the nightmare of your Duan Ling Tian in this life!"

Zi Yan's words were extremely rampant, and the white clothes on his body were windless and automatic, ready to shoot at any time.

At this time, in the exclusive high-class audience of the royal family of the Han Dynasty, a staff member of the prison arena appeared and bowed respectfully to the emperor.

"What's the matter?"

The Emperor frowned.

"Your Majesty, the Daoless Lord of the Feng Family, on this final duel, bet 100,000 lower grade Yuan Stones. ”

The staff took a deep breath and said slowly.

"100,000 lower-grade Yuan Stones?"

Suddenly, several people sitting with the emperor, including the emperor, were taken aback.

"Yes. ”

The staff nodded.

"Who is he betting on?"

The old man in black asked with a frown.

Duan Lingtian. ”

The staff said again.

It seems that he is very confident in Duan Lingtian...... It's a pity that he's probably going to be disappointed. ”

The old man in black sneered.

"Uncle Huang, you seem to have a lot of confidence in Purple Death, this Ling Tian, but there is also an innate 'secret method' to rely on......

The Emperor said.

He had some doubts about the old man's trust in Purple Death.

Although, he also felt that Zi Yan had a good chance of winning, but he was not as sure as the old man.

"Zi Yan just told me that he is not afraid of Duan Ling Tian's secret method. ”

The old man said.

"I see. ”

The emperor nodded suddenly, and then smiled, "In this way, Zi Yan's duel is nine out of ten...... It seems that Feng Wudao is going to bleed this time. ”

At this moment, the eyes of the audience around the prison arena fell on Duan Ling Tian and Zi Yan, who were facing each other in the sky above the prison arena.

Most people held their breath and waited for the final showdown between Duan Ling Tian and Zi Yan.

They know.

The duel between Duan Lingtian and Zi Yan will determine the ownership of today's dynasty's martial arts competition'.

"Two young talents with 'secret methods' face off...... This battle must be exciting!"

"Who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

"I think Purple Death has a better chance...... After all, when Zi Yan made a move, that strength was enough to be comparable to that of a 'Cave Void Realm powerhouse'!"

"I think Duan Lingtian may also win, his 'secret method' is extremely weird, and it is impossible to guard against. ”

......

Most people felt that Zi Yan had a good chance of winning, and a small number of people felt that Duan Ling Tian had a chance to win.

In the sky above the prison arena, after a few years, the two old enemies met again and stood on the stage of the showdown.

Last time, Duan Lingtian used the soul technique 'Thousand Illusions' to completely abuse the Purple Death, and the Purple Death fled in the wilderness.

What will be the result today?

At this moment, what the result is, let alone others, even Duan Lingtian is not sure.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian found that at the center of Zi Yan's eyebrows, a small black dot appeared out of thin air, and the small black dot was constantly growing.

"Duan Lingtian, I know that you can use your spiritual power to perform the Illusion Soul Technique. In addition, your spiritual power has reached the 'Cave Void Realm Dual'...... It's a pity that after my 'secret method' is cast, my spiritual power will far surpass yours, and your illusion soul technique will not work at all!"

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian's ears heard the insolent sound of Purple Death's Yuan Force.

Hearing this Yuan Force condensation, Duan Ling Tian's face changed instantly.

This Purple Soul actually knew that he knew how to use the Illusion Soul Technique?

Moreover, he still knows his level of spiritual power?

How is this possible?

Not to mention that this Purple Death may not be an 'Inscription Master', even if he is an Inscription Master, he can discover his spiritual power, but it is impossible to know that he used the 'Soul Technique' when he defeated Bai Hao.

Moreover, between Zi Yan's words, it seemed that he even knew the specific effect of his soul technique.

At this moment, Duan Lingtian only felt that there was a cold swishing behind him, and there was a feeling of being completely exposed to others.

This feeling made him very unhappy.

"You...... How do you know?"

Duan Lingtian took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

"I'm not obligated to tell you...... You, Duan Lingtian, are destined to be trampled under my feet today!"

Zi Yan responded lightly, and when he said later, he was even more arrogant.

And the small black dot in the center of the purple eyebrows is still growing, and it already has the outline of a flame mark.

"It should take time for your 'secret method' to be cast, right?"

Duan Lingtian sneered, and his body moved, as if it had turned into a bolt of lightning, shooting straight into the purple corpse, not daring to hesitate in the slightest.

He wants to severely damage and defeat Purple Death in one fell swoop before the black flame mark in the center of Purple Death's eyebrows fully appears!

As he ran, in the depths of Duan Lingtian's eyes, two ghostly lights began to flash.

A thousand illusions!

In an instant, Duan Ling Tian's majestic spiritual power once again constructed a 'Fantasy Space', sweeping towards the Purple Void, enveloping the Purple Void that had not yet fully appeared in the flame mark in the center of his eyebrows.

Seeing that the Purple Death was shrouded in the Illusion Space, and that the Illusion Space showed no signs of collapse, Duan Ling Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that there is still time. ”

Duan Lingtian's eyes were slightly cold, and his feet suddenly moved.

The wind and clouds are tornailing!

In the blink of an eye, Duan Lingtian's body arrived at Zi Yan's side, his eyes were cold, and when he raised his hand, a punch blasted out, and the Yuan Force exploded, the momentum was vast, and it smashed at Zi Yan's head fiercely.

If this punch is smashed, Zi Yan will be seriously injured if he does not die!

At this moment, Duan Ling Tian didn't notice it, almost the moment he left, the black spots in the center of his purple eyebrows instantly turned into black flame marks.

When Duan Ling Tian swept to the side of the Purple Martyr and swung his fist out, the fist was less than a stone's throw away from the Purple Martyr's head.

The Purple Dead moved.

Sou!

In an instant, the purple corpse disappeared in place and reappeared, already more than ten meters away.

Duan Lingtian's punch naturally missed.

"Not good!"

And almost at the same time, Duan Lingtian's face changed drastically.

Because he found that at the same time that Zi Yan disappeared under his fist, the 'Illusion Space' composed of his soul technique Thousand Illusions also collapsed.

When his gaze fell on Zi Yan's body again, he found that the black flame mark in the center of Zi Yan's eyebrows had appeared.

And at this moment, Zi Yan's eyes are obviously a little dim, as if he is a humanoid puppet that has lost his soul.

"This purple corpse, it can't be a ghost, right?"

Duan Lingtian frowned.

At the same time, Duan Lingtian discovered.

The 'Na Ring' in his hand, which was already trembling a little, trembled even more violently at this moment.

Obviously, it's the 'Demon Monument' that is rebelling again.

It's like being beaten with chicken blood.

Taking a deep breath, Duan Lingtian had no scruples, and his spiritual power swept out, wanting to probe the depth of the Purple Death.

It's a pity that his spiritual power hasn't come close to Zi Yan yet, as if he has hit cotton, he sank into the sea and disappeared completely.

"How so?"

Duan Lingtian's pupils shrank, and his face changed greatly.

It's a pity that judging from the current situation, there is no time for Duan Lingtian to think too much, because Zi Yan made a move

Sou!

The purple corpse swept Duan Ling Tian directly, and the speed was so fast that Duan Ling Tian couldn't react a little.

When Duan Ling Tian reacted, Zi Yan had already arrived in front of him.

Rumble!

Zi Yan raised his hand, and the iron fist swept through the air, setting off an ear-blasting sound and smashing it towards Duan Ling Tian.

Draw the sword!

At this moment, Duan Ling Tian only had time to raise his sword to block Purple Death's iron fist.

Bang!

The iron fist smashed on the spirit sword in Duan Ling Tian's hand, directly dispersing the yuan force on the spirit sword.

Not only that, but even Duan Ling Tian's sword-holding hand was shattered, dripping with blood.