"Suffer death!" his voice was cold and violent, and in an instant, the spear swept over, breaking through the waves of fire and stabbing Lin Ming's neck, but it suddenly stopped when it was only a few centimeters away from his Adam's apple.

Lin Ming grabbed the spear's body with one hand, and was carried back again and again by the huge momentum, buzzing, and the spear wanted to bounce off his clenched hand with a huge repulsion.

"This is the Overlord Gun!" Lin Ming was shocked by its fierce momentum, every strong person who can break through to the late stage of the True God Realm has a few hole cards, and this is Zhang Quan's last reliance.

Poof, Lin Ming spurted blood angrily, his qi and blood were very chaotic by this shocking momentum, and the Bodhi Bird also let out a wail again and again, and the feathers on his body seemed to be baptized by blood.

"Imperial Sword Riding the Wind!" Lin Ming whispered in his heart, followed by a flash of light in the sea of spirits, it was the sword spirit that showed the basic outline, brush!

The Golden Crow Long Sword rose into the sky, and the deterrence wrapped in the earth-level spirit weapon rolled out, boom, a dull collision, Lin Ming could clearly feel that the entire ring seemed to sink a little, and the surrounding fire waves burned even more wildly.

The disciples outside could not see the battle in the ring, but the trembling ring and the waves of fire that were burning were already a sign of fierce battle.

"Two disciples of the late stage of the True God Realm!what's going on?" Luo Fei exclaimed almost at the same time as Qin Feng.

"Could it be that he is also in the late stage of the True God Realm?" Luo Fei muttered to himself, and then released his spiritual sense to probe with great meaning, and Qin Feng also shrouded his spiritual sense around the ring, paying close attention to the movements inside.

Boom, click, the entire ring periphery completely cracked, and many disciples were surprised by the scene in front of them, "This ring is made of high-grade ore, this ......" The disciple couldn't help but exclaim.

"The breath is very powerful, two Dao! Late Stage of the True God Realm!" a man stepped forward, his face was square, his hands were behind his back, and he was dressed in a golden robe showing grace and luxury.

"Senior Brother Zhang Yang!" Many disciples avoided the moment they saw Zhang Yang, this golden robe was a major sign of the core disciples, under the door master, above the elders, even Qin Feng had to give three points.

Zhang ...... Senior Brother Zhang, it's impossible...... It can't be two!" A disciple asked in a trembling voice, of course, this question also asked everyone's hearts, because Lin Ming was simply a cultivator of the Divine Realm.

But Zhang Yang snorted coldly, "Are you doubting me?" His face was not shocked, and his calm breath always made people feel a sense of violence.

The disciple hurriedly shut up, and everyone was silent and seemed to believe it, and those disciples who were holding Lin Ming couldn't help but hope that if they made that special profit, it would be a big profit.

Zhou Yun patted Lin Yue's thin shoulder, "Your brother will definitely win!I believe in him!" followed him and gave her a calm look.

Lin Yue threw herself into Zhou Yun's arms, like a child who had made a mistake, "It's Yue'er's fault, Yue'er shouldn't cause trouble for her brother," she sobbed, pear blossoms brought rain.

"It's none of your business, everything is fate, this is destiny to make Senior Brother Lin famous!" Zhou Yun's words were full of deep meaning.

Inside the ring.

"Your sword isn't strong enough, kid!" Zhang Quan's voice sounded again, and the spear split into five, surrounding Lin Ming, and then spun with lightning speed.

Bang bang

The long sword was instantly inserted into the ground, booming, and the wave of qi that shook directly dispersed the phantom, hum, the spear returned to mid-air, and the figure of Zhang Quan slowly appeared.

He laughed, and then turned his aura again, "Boy, aren't you very arrogant?

With a bang, his spear burst through the air again.

"Overlord Six Styles!" The words fell, and the full air waved the spear, leaving a phantom in each style, and the phantom disappeared out of thin air after the six forms.

Lin Ming's eyes were closed, the Bodhi bird fluttered its wings on its chest, and the golden crow veins instantly emitted dazzling golden rays that penetrated the cyan robe, the golden crow roared, and the samadhi true fire attached to it and burned fiercely.

Whoosh, the fire phoenix rushed over, and for a moment Zhang Quan felt a heat wave rushing towards his face, but he didn't dodge, bang, his left arm was knocked out of a big blood hole.

But this could only exacerbate his madness, the moves under the blood-red eyes were even more ferocious, and with the fierce offensive of the Overlord Six, Lin Ming was a little dazzled.

Bang!

There was a heart-piercing pain in Lin Ming's back, and he could even clearly feel the blood gradually flowing, poof, another shot actually pierced his right arm.

Lin Ming roared angrily, his eyes were blood-red and he looked at everything in front of him, "Damn!"

His momentum was like a rainbow, and with a long roar, the golden black sword was scattered in the air, bang, and there was a sound of metal colliding on his left.

That Zhang Quan was forcibly repelled by this dense sword technique, and then Lin Ming didn't dare to give him another half a chance, the sword was sharp and changeable, "Imperial Sword rides the wind!" Lin Ming roared again.

The long sword was like a streamer of light around Lin Ming's body, and bang! Zhang Quan couldn't shoot a shot, but he flew back dozens of steps, and he stared at Lin Ming in astonishment and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You kid still have hole cards, then I want to see if you have a time when your donkey skills are poor!" Zhang Quan shouted, the spear hung in front of him and buzzed and trembled, "One move will win or lose, this time you will die!"

"Okay! One move will win or lose!" Lin Ming also showed a touch of ruthlessness, his whole body exuded strength that did not belong to the peak of the Transformation God Realm, and the flames around him that were several feet high once again overturned the entire ring.

The voices of the disciples outside were higher and higher, and although they had never seen the battle inside, the results of winning or losing alone were enough for them to look forward to.

Lin Ming held the Golden Crow Sword in his hand, his brows were tightly locked, his body shook, and the magic technique of the Pulse Condensation Technique flashed in his hand again and again, and suddenly he burst into a loud shout, the veins in his chest became more obvious, and the streamer flickered and finally converged on his chest, and the original Golden Crow instantly circled in mid-air

The golden crow roared softly, the momentum was like a rainbow, and everywhere the flames passed by, there were flames and streamers, and the whole eye socket was grinning, holding a spear, and the whole body seemed to be melted.

The spear pierced the ground, and blue lightning also rose from Zhang Quan's body, and the sound of stabbing and stabbing spread throughout the ring, and the power of thunder and lightning overwhelmingly poured out.

The ring seemed to be surrounded by purple lightning, and the samadhi true fire carried lightning, and the overlord spear rose into the sky, and a phantom appeared from the sky, it was Zhang Quan, like the Nine Heavens Demon God.

And Lin Ming also stepped on the Flame Golden Crow and appeared in everyone's field of vision, the two of them were strong, not comparable to the disciples below at all, Luo Fei and Qin Feng were also slightly sideways, and Qin Ya was excited, fine beads of sweat oozed from his jade hands.