Bang!

Just as the Martial Ancestor retreated, the Holy Killing Spear tore through the sky, carrying a terrifying strong wind, and slammed hard on the place where he had stood before. A ravine chased and shot out the Martial Ancestor in lightning. The fierce wind, mixed with the mighty will of martial arts, shot at the vital points around him.

Bang bang bang bang!

Wu Zu was in mid-air and swung his ancient sword in his hand fiercely. The sharp sword energy directly dispersed all the attacks.

The ancients also cut out countless sword shadows and slashed at Yuan Lin.

Swish!

As soon as his sword energy fell, the ghost figure appeared in front of him again, and the fierce fist wind blew hard into Wu Zu's chest.

Wu Zu raised his sword and wanted to slash, but Yuan Lin seemed to have known for a long time that he had just stepped on his toes and picked the sword out. Wu Zu left the sword, and Yuan Lin was like a tiger going down the mountain, and a tiger pounced on him, using both fists and feet to shoot out hundreds of fists and hundreds of leg shadows.

Seeing Yuan Lin's continuous attack, the Wu Zu's eyes flashed with fierce aura, but this time he did not dodge or avoid, and kicked out with a sharp kick. Now the Wu Zu has also fired. Yuan Lin is fierce and fearless, and has sharp moves, just like a warrior in the mortal world. But Wu Zu could not stop him. Yuan Lin's current strength is not weaker than him, and he could not stop Yuan Lin from getting closer. Therefore, facing Yuan Lin's sharp attack, Wu Zu also made a sharp return.

Bang bang!

The fists and feet, which contained fierce power, finally fell hard on the other party's body. Then, they all entered and whined, and their bodies fell to the ground, staggering and retreating.

For fists and feet, there is no idea of ​​defending the two players. The desperate style of Saburo is really cruel. Ah. "Puff!"

Yuan Lin spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his palm trembled slightly, and his eyes were slightly cold and stared at Wu Zu. When his fist fell on the latter's body, something had on his body, which had dissolved most of the power... "Yuan Lin, you can't beat me!"

Wu Zu wiped off the blood on his face, and a sneer appeared on his indifferent face. Then his body shook slightly, and a faint blood light appeared on the surface of his body, then condensed and turned into a layer of blood-colored armor, wrapping his whole body underneath.

"Although I don't know where the external force you borrowed, this saint has the blood armor of the life weapon, and you can't break it."

"Family Armor".

Yuan Lin's eyes condensed, and the blood armor on Wu Zu's body made Yuan Lin feel the unique power of luck in the life weapon. If it was really a life weapon, it would be difficult to deal with.

Beep!

Yuan Lin's eyes flashed slightly, his feet suddenly stomped on the void, and his body suddenly flew out again.

With one move, the Holy Killing Spear exploded out of the void and fell into Yuan Lin's hands, "It's stubborn!"

Seeing Yuan Lin still rushing towards him, Wu Zu's eyes became even more harsh. He recalled the ancient sword and stabbed it out suddenly.

Zheng!

The Saint Killing Spear collided fiercely, and Yuan Lin suddenly urged his strength in his palm, and the Saint Killing Spear spear shot out. The Saint Killing Spear provoked the ancient sword, and the two of them once again escaped. The magic weapon was once again escaped, as if they were destined to fight each other.

Swish!

After shocking the opponent's weapon, Yuan Lin instantly approached Wu Zu's body, and his fierce palm wind was printed hard.

Wu Zu sneered. Now that the Holy Killing Spear has left, the destructive power of the Holy Killing Spear is no longer possible for Yuan Lin to destroy his blood armor.

"Stupid! Without the Holy Slayer, you can't break my defense at all."

When Wu Zu saw Yuan Linjing coming close to him, his eyes suddenly became cold. He had blood armor. Yuan Lin attacked him normally and was extremely difficult to cause damage to him. On the other hand, he punched him, but he could instantly injure Yuan Lin.

Bang!

Wu Zu printed out like lightning and fell directly on Yuan Lin's chest. The violent wind made Yuan Lin's throat sweet and a fishy smell surged in his mouth. However, the fishy smell surged, Yuan Lin ignored it, and his face stained with blood looked particularly fierce. Then, his palm eventually fell on Wu Zu's body.

Hissing!

The moment Yuan Lin's palm fell, Wu Zu suddenly saw a strange arc on the corner of the former's lips. Then, he saw that a palm-sized jade tree flashed out in Yuan Lin's palm.

"The Holy Tree of Destiny in Yaodao Artifact."

At this moment, Wu Zu, who had always had a faint face, finally had a look of alluring in his eyes.

Swish!

When the clear expression surged in Wu Zu's indifferent eyes, Yuan Lin did not give him too much shock time. His eyes were cold, and then the holy tree of fate in his palm suddenly pressed hard on the former's body.

Sizzle!

The Holy Tree of Destiny fell heavily on the layer of blood armor on the surface of Wu Zu's body, and sparks suddenly burst into flames, and a harsh sound rang out wildly.

Click!

The sharpness of the Holy Tree of Destiny was obviously at a very terrifying level. As the dazzling jade light burst into flames, the blood armor, which had originally had extremely strong defense, also cracked and cracked at this moment.

The crack appeared, and the Wu Zu's pupils suddenly tightened. The blood armor was his body protection object. With this object, he had taken over the full-strength attack of three Taoist saints and never was killed. However, it was hard for him to imagine that such close-fitting defense would collapse in Yuan Lin's hands.

"Ancestor Wu, this time, you lost..."

When the unbelievable appeared in Wu Zu's eyes, Yuan Lin's blood-stained face also had a smile that was infiltrated.

Bang! Just as Yuan Lin's voice fell, the blood armor could not bear the sharpness of the Holy Tree of Destiny. With a bang, it exploded and then the blood light dimmed and all the retracted into Wu Zu's body.

This blood-armored life weapon has damaged its origin, and it is probably impossible to repair without endless years.

The blood armor was broken, and Wu Zu suddenly turned his body and dodged the storm of the holy tree of fate that had come. The sharp blade light brought a blood mark when it swept across his chest, and blood spilled out.

Wu Zu's combat experience is indeed very experienced and extremely fierce. Even when he avoids such a fierce killing move, his fist was tricky on the 1st, and the fist light shot out from his fist was sucking and sucking at Yuan Lin.

Bang!

Wu Zu's fist fell heavily on Yuan Lin's chest, and the blood rays surged wildly, but the huge force still shocked Yuan Lin's body and blood.

“Hmph…”

Facing Wu Zu's fist, Yuan Lin still did not hide. He felt the tumbling blood in his body, but instead smiled ferociously, but the smile made the blood on his face very creepy.

Wu Zu was indeed fierce, and even Yuan Lin had to admit that the fierceness of fighting was obviously suppressed by him even if a strong man of the same level fought against him. But this time, his style did not achieve the expected effect. The seemingly young blood year in front of him, the fierceness and hostility contained in his eyes were only stronger than him.

You are cruel, he is even crueler.

So after taking over the punch of Wu Zu, Yuan Lin's body tilted with force, and then his feet wriggled strangely. As the blood light condensed, his whole leg turned into blood, and a layer of blood was wrapped in crystal clear on it. It was like a blood jade made of.

boom!

The crystal clear and powerful blood legs flashed with blood, and then it burst out with a bang, and it threw the air hard on the body of Wu Zu like a whip.

Bang!

The low voice sounded and the void was split open by the strong wind, and Wu Zu's body shot out like a cannonball, and the void was directly shaking and exploding along the way.

puff.

When Wu Zu stabilized in a mess, a mouthful of blood could not help but spit out from Man Yao's shocked gaze.

Swish!

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the spiritual power in Wu Zu's body also appeared in a flash. However, before he could reply, he heard a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded. When the sound of breaking wind came, Wu Zu's face changed. Without thinking, his body retreated again and raised his eyes to the front. A afterimage was like a barbarian beast that had lost its mind, carrying the incoming wind and power, and collided hard at him.

The collision process is the collision process of martial arts, which is a melee battle.

At this time, Yuan Lin completely used his body as a weapon. It seemed to be arbitrary, but he had the courage to make things scared. Moreover, this method belongs to his own method. Every part of the warrior's body is a powerful weapon, and Yuan Lin took this to the extreme.

Bang!

Yuan Lin's body finally hit Wu Zu's body hard. The low voice resounded in the field, causing all breathing to suffocate instantly. Ying Huanhuan in the distance even covered her lips with her jade hands. Although she knew that Yuan Lin would be extremely fierce once he fought with him, this scene still scared her...

The two bodies ejaculated in the moment of impact and power recoil. The body was hitting into the Demon Mountain, and a trace of hundreds of meters long was painted on the Demon Mountain. Then it slowly paused. The originally fierce and intimate aura became extremely depressed at this moment.

Both were seriously injured.

Looking at the two figures struggling to get up from the void, they looked at the blood all over the ground coldly, looked at each other, and their minds couldn't help but tremble.

This battle was too tragic... Wu Zu's body struggled for a moment, but he did not stand up again. He looked up at Yao, covered in blood, and was panting rapidly in his mouth with a smell of blood. From the corner of his eyes, he stared at the figure in the distance, trying to get up, but the latter was obviously completely exhausted. After struggling for a while, he still couldn't stand up again.

"You can't beat me even if both sides suffer losses..." Wu Zu pulled the corner of his mouth and murmured hoarsely.

"Bang."

However, just as his voice fell, the figure in the distance shook his body and stood up tremblingly. Blood flowed down from him, dyeing the ground red.

Yuan Lin wiped the blood on his face, and the severe pain in his body made his vision dizzy, but he forced himself to fall down, then turned around and walked over to Wu Zu again under the countless trembling gazes.

Yuan Lin, who was shaking, picked up the holy killing gun that had just been bounced off, then dragged it and slowly came to the Martial Ancestor.

The Saint Killing Spear in his hand was lifted, and the blade of the spear like iron was pressed against Wu Zu. At this time, Xue Nian, who was thin, raised a slightly bright but chilling smile on his face: "Martial Ancestor, you lost."

Wu Zu leaned against a raised stone and looked straight at Xue Nian in front of him. Although the latter was laughing, there was a bone-broken chill in his eyes.

As we entered the front of us, even the fierce heart of Wu Zu gradually emerged with some cold air.

Wu Zu stared at Yuan Lin. After a long time, his eyes finally dimmed. He sprayed a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, took a breath and said, "The God of Martial Arts has really found an amazing inheritance."

Yuan Lin smiled.

"I lost the martial arts competition..."
Chapter completed!