The young man had a slender figure, and the scars on his body were so deep that his bones were visible. His long gown was stained with blood, and his original appearance was no longer visible.
Sang Luo was originally watching the fun, but the moment he saw the young man's face clearly, his smile disappeared instantly, and he was stunned.
"Lin Qinghan..."
He's not dead.
But, how could it become like this.
Who turned him into what he is now?!
The coldness and spirit of the past have disappeared. At this moment, his whole body is surrounded by blood evil energy, like a trapped animal in a desperate situation.
On the fighting platform, the sword-wielding monk's spiritual power was shaken, and he poured all the long swords into his hands, and then headed towards Lin Qinghan to kill him, and shouted suddenly,
"I heard you are the God of War?! I will kill the God today!"
The young man's face was indifferent, his eyes were calm, and he was dodging on the battlefield quickly. The immortal sword was going nowhere, and what he was holding on to at the moment was just an ordinary spiritual sword.
The two people on the battlefield fought several times, and the spiritual power hit the young man's body one after another. Blood flowed down his arms, but he seemed to have no feeling at all. He only knew how to draw his sword one by one, like a man who only knew how to kill.
machine.
Sang Luo looked in the direction of the stage, his expression gradually becoming darker.
Several monks behind him were still discussing the outcome of this battle.
"How come this kid is so fierce? Do you think Wang Qi can win this match?"
"Looking at his cultivation, Wang Qi is already at the peak of divine transformation. That kid is at the middle stage of divine transformation at most. He should definitely lose."
"But that kid has never lost, you know? I have been in Shura Tower for the past six months, watching him rise from the bottom!"
"This kid is not old, but he is extremely explosive. He has made breakthroughs in battle several times. When he first came here, he was only a Nascent Soul cultivation level. This time, I still beat him to win!"
"What, Nascent Soul cultivation level has never been defeated, and it took only half a year to go from the first level to the nineteenth level?!"
"But Wang Qi has been stuck in the realm of transformation for thousands of years. He was once an outer disciple of the Wentian Sect. His background is definitely not comparable to that of this boy."
"I dare not say it. This boy is now the cash cow of Shura Tower. All the monks who fought against him did not leave standing."
But at the moment these words were spoken, an extremely strong sword energy erupted from the young man's body, directly defeating the spiritual energy protection of the monk on the opposite side. The spiritual sword in his hand was inserted into his body, and then he was thrown off the fighting platform.
.
The monk named Wang Qi was defeated by Lin Qinghan.
At the peak of divine transformation, he was defeated by the middle stage of divine transformation.
Moreover, it is the middle stage of divine transformation that can be broken through within half a year.
Sang Luo's face became colder and colder, and he raised his hand to clasp the willow fence in front of him. Now Lin Qinghan had almost lost all his sword spirit and became a body that could only use swordsmanship.
A male cultivator behind him yelled,
"God of War? Let me come and meet you!"
He said and jumped onto the fighting platform.
At the same time, Sang Luo raised his hand to support the railing and flew towards the battle platform.
A powerful spiritual energy burst out from the girl's body and headed towards the male cultivator.
The moment the male cultivator made a move to block, the long sword in Sang Luo's hand condensed out, and the sword energy swept across. The phoenix flames shot up into the sky and turned into a phoenix, forcing the male cultivator off the stage.
Reflected on the virtual realm is a girl in green clothes bathing in fire, her body full of coldness.