Ling Hao's big fist seemed to contain endless vitality, as if it had borrowed the life force between heaven and earth, and all of it swept towards Qinglin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Majestic, unstoppable, golden brilliance dazzling.

Qinglin's eyes lit up, and he took a step back, as if it was difficult to resist.

Everyone outside the arena felt Ling Hao's strength, and several people who were originally conceited

Monk, looking at Ling Hao's powerful strength, his face couldn't help but change.

Qinglin felt the vitality contained in the golden light, the golden divine light was dazzling, as if a golden ocean was floating in the air, but this vibrant scene was only relative to the spectators, and it was undoubtedly the light of death compared to Qinglin.

The Desperate Overlord Fist originally contained the power of despair, but in Ling Hao's hands, the power of despair was mixed with the power of endless life, and the symphony of despair and vitality fused, gathering together to bring Qinglin a strong sense of oppression, pervasive, unstoppable, wanting to completely engulf him into the light of life.

"God Destroyer-Slash!"

Qinglin shouted, and the seven blood-red lances burst out with dazzling blood light in an instant, and the rich bloody qi filled the heavens and the earth, and the bloody lances slashed down the sky, killing incomparably, and the fierce wind blew all around.

The blood lance shot out, and the marks of each path were like a ray of divine light from outside the sky breaking into the air, and there seemed to be an invisible big hand stirring violently in the golden light of endless life.

The life force became chaotic at this moment, and in the end, it was torn apart by life, and a huge hole was opened, and Qinglin broke through from the golden ocean.

Destroying the gods - slashing, falling ruthlessly, the blood lance ruthlessly rushed in front of Ling Hao's body, the lance was invincible, and kept killing Ling Hao.

The decline finally stopped, and the blood lance containing the mark of the Dao withstood Ling Hao's Desperate Overlord Fist.

Ling Hao was shocked, looking at the sharp lance that came to kill, the big fist danced violently, each punch was with a brilliant golden light, indifferently and ruthlessly facing the earth-shattering lance that came to kill, the powerful force hit the lance inch by inch, and a huge wind blew under the sky.

In the face of Ling Hao's strength, Qing Lin still looked as usual, looked at Ling Hao standing in front of him and said lightly: "Desperate Overlord Fist is worthy of being one of the most unique learnings. ”

If it weren't for the fact that he had comprehended the God Destroying Style, it seemed that it would be difficult to gain a foothold, and if he thought about it carefully, he found that his attack methods were really a little lacking.

Hearing Qinglin's words, Ling Hao was also extremely surprised, in his imagination, Qinglin's strength was simply not enough to take over the Overlord Fist, which contained the two powers of despair and vitality, but in just a few days, the strength of the person in front of him had actually improved again, bringing him too many surprises, and the god-destroying style mysteries in his hands were incomparable. By no means under the Desperate Overlord Fist, if the opponent's cultivation is as deep as his, the power of the swing should be even greater.

"I really underestimate you, you have grown so fast. Although Ling Hao's face was expressionless, his naked killing intent was not concealed.

Qinglin didn't care, his right hand stretched out a finger, and the seven-handled long lance was instantly aimed at Ling Hao, killing the array, "I didn't expect that your strength would be so strong." ”

Ling Hao snorted coldly, and his right fist was launched again without hurry, and the endless golden shrouded the heavens and the earth, and the golden light was infinitely murderous, and the powerful destructive power shook the surrounding space.

"The overlord collapsed. ”

Heaven and earth seemed to be really about to be shattered by Ling Hao's fist intent, and there was golden fist power everywhere, gradually turning into a tangible quality, as if the surging waves of the East China Sea had been brought in, and the mighty power was overwhelming towards the green forest.

This is the amazing power of peerless learning!

This is a kind of "Tao" art that is completely cultivated by "martial arts".

The "martial arts" sublimated by martial arts is an invisible embodiment of the Great Dao.

As soon as the legendary Desperate Overlord Fist comes out, it can make countless creatures in heaven and earth die in despair, and the Overlord Collapse can really collapse the heavens and the earth, although Ling Hao's strength is not enough now, but the trajectory of the Dao displayed in front of everyone's eyes seems to verify this legend. Maybe it's not a lie, if Ling Hao can grow into a generation of heavenly power in the future, it is unimaginable to wield it to the extreme.

In the face of such a strong blow, as if there were thousands of troops and horses galloping, there was a rumbling thunder in the sky, which was the angry sea stirring, and the waves were churning. Infinite fist power rushed in, and the light waves surged down like the Milky Way falling for nine days, and the boundless power came to destroy the green forest.

Qinglin shouted: "The intention is like the wind!"

In today's battle, Qinglin decided to use his strongest strength, and at this time, his respect for the enemy was also a recognition of himself.

The blood-red light seemed to rush from the misty chaos, silent but terrifying coercion, the power of the blood sea and the heavenly court poured out with all its might, and the seven shocking blood lances condensed into a three-zhang blood lance, and the blood lance emitted bursts of fluctuations, and the amazing power made the people watching the battle around all frightened.

The blood lance flipped and slammed in the endless sea of gold, like a blood dragon surging,

The dragon returns to the sea.

Qinglin finally used the supreme magic of the Zongheng family, the longitudinal sword technique, the power of the imperial lance, to compete for the world, the blood lance was as agile as a blood dragon, constantly impacting around Ling Hao, and the fist continued to bombard Qinglin's blood lance, but Qinglin didn't care, the blood lance was still the same, the power of the wind condensed the supreme bloody power in the sea of blood, the breath of killing made the heaven and earth slaughter, and Qinglin's pale red eyes became extremely scarlet at this moment.

The blood-colored lance transformed into a blood-colored ocean, and the sea of blood and the golden ocean collided with each other, violently agitating and shattering the surroundings.

Looking at the swordsmanship used by Qinglin, Ling Hao was shocked, looked at Qinglin with a solemn expression and said, "You actually know how to use swordsmanship. ”

Qinglin said lightly: "You don't know that there are many more. ”

After speaking, he stepped forward to fight, one inch long and one inch strong, the blood lance made a fatal move, Ling Hao kept swinging his fist with a cold face, and the sound of violent collision was deafening.

Under every impact, Ling Hao felt that he was being hit by a heavy object, and he felt extremely painful in his body with dozens of moves, and his chest was uncomfortable, constantly reversing, and this time he was suppressed at a disadvantage.

When the power of the sea of blood and the golden ocean disappeared, Qing Lin stood quietly with the blood lance in his hand, while Ling Hao was like being struck by lightning, his body had withdrawn more than ten meters, leaving more than a dozen footprints on the ground, each footprint was cracked out one after another, and his body was shaking slightly as if he would fall into the dust at any time.

The onlookers looked at Qinglin in place and did not move, their expressions did not change, and they naturally made a judgment.

However, all the spectators were shocked, this mysterious monk's strength was too strong, and even Ling Hao, a well-known powerhouse of the younger generation, couldn't suppress him, how could such a person remain unknown.

Qinglin was so strong that he actually suppressed Ling Hao, who had entered the third change of the Dao, steadily, but everyone could see that Qinglin's strength was still in the existence of the first change of the Dao, and everyone's hearts were shocked.

Looking at Ling Hao's cold eyes, a bloody light crossed Qinglin's eyes, turning into a wisp of phantom and appearing in front of Qinglin, and the powerful earth blood lance danced again, stirring up earth-shattering sand and dust, and directly bombarded out.

"You are already strong, and I have used all the power at my disposal to defeat you. Qinglin said silently in his heart.

The coercion was as heavy as a mountain, and Qinglin's blood lance was like a heavenly divine punishment, and it slashed down.

"Boom"

Ling Hao raised his fist to fight again, and the majestic fist intent poured out, but it was smashed and flew out, smashing a stone pillar in the distance, and the huge gravel fell like rain, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of blood, a little depressed and a little cold, the power of the third transformation of the Dao could not compete with Qinglin, which made him unacceptable.

As an arrogant person like Ling Hao, how could he be willing to admit defeat, although he was steadily suppressed, he still shot ruthlessly.

In the face of Ling Haoqinglin, who was about to start to get injured, he didn't spare his hand, he didn't let go of his shots, he didn't relax in the slightest, and every blow was struck with the greatest strength, never giving the opponent a chance to turn over.

"Bang"

The blood lance fell from the sky, and the powerful force crushed down, Ling Hao raised his arm to block, and was blown away again, his arm bone seemed to be broken, and a huge stone pillar was smashed by his body.

Everyone watching the battle was secretly frightened, no one thought that Qinglin would be so powerful, and he would be able to defeat Ling Hao all the way, looking at Ling Hao, who had been imprisoned by an invisible force, passively and constantly blocking every blow as if it was a giant hammer smashing into his chest, and the blood stains did not know how much spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Although Qinglin's expression was calm, and there was even a faint smile, he was extremely ruthless and did not give the opponent a chance, and in the face of people who wanted to kill him several times, he would not leave his hand, since he had already made a feud, kill it over there.

"I told you you couldn't kill me, so you still need me to harvest your life. ”

After speaking, Qinglin's feet seemed to be stepping on the sky, and with the help of the Killing God Step, he actually got up from the ground.

The ruthless pace stomped on Ling Hao's body fiercely, the bones that had been chopped by the blood lance became almost shattered, Ling Hao shook his foot hard, and the left half of his sternum completely collapsed, and he retreated in embarrassment.

"Destroy the gods!"

The three-zhang blood lance flew like a dragon in Qinglin's hands, and the mark of the Dao seemed to flow through his heart, and as his anger bloomed, a brilliant ethereal light burst out. The god-destroying style is extremely powerful, and blood-red raindrops slowly float in the sky, destroying all tangible qualities.

In the face of this powerful blow, Ling Hao's face was extremely hideous, and the unrivaled fist power was accompanied by the essence blood in his body, and endless power shot out in all directions, and the space emitted bursts of roaring sounds, and the secret place seemed to be shaken.

The overlord fist was attached to the indomitable faith, and the two collided with each other, and when the light faded, Qing Lin stood in the field and did not move.

Ling Hao had already flown out on his back, his arms broken, but at this moment, a brilliant divine light burst out from his body, as if a raging flame was burning.

Anger and humiliation burned out of his body like a raging fire, and at the same time, a powerful extreme force rushed out of his body domineeringly, leaving his whole body shrouded in light.

The body trembled violently as if some kind of imprisonment had been broken, Ling Hao raised his head to the sky unwillingly, and seemed to feel the sound of shattering in his body, in the battle with Qinglin, the power of death made him make a breakthrough, broke through the shackles, and allowed him to complete a transformation in the duel of life and death.