The defensive array on the competition ground is like a transparent round bowl, placed upside down on the competition ground.
Originally, the magic circle was transparent, but now there is smoke and dust billowing into the sky on the hesitation arena, causing a large amount of smoke and dust to fly into the sky. However, it is fastened by the magic circle, filling the entire area covered by the magic circle.
In the smoke and dust, from time to time, two extremely fast figures can be seen, colliding with each other, and a loud sound that shakes the earth is heard.
Cracks appeared in the defensive array time and time again, but they were repaired time and time again by Luo Wuling.
So far, Lin Bai and Lin Zhiwei have exchanged thousands of moves. The battle has lasted for nearly half an hour, but there is still no winner.
Rumble…
After a deafening loud noise came, the smoke and dust in the defensive circle gradually fell.
Only then did everyone take a closer look at the situation inside the defensive formation.
Lin Zhiwei was seen standing on the ground bleeding from all his orifices. The muscles on his body were torn apart like a tiger sitting on a dragon's plate, and blood overflowed, turning him into a bloody man.
Lin Zhiwei's condition is not optimistic, he is seriously injured and his breathing is disordered.
But Lin Bai's condition wasn't too good either. There was a blood hole the size of a fist on his chest and abdomen. Blood was flowing out like a gush of blood. The flesh and blood of his left leg was torn, revealing dense white bones.
Seeing the two of them in such miserable condition, many people took a deep breath.
At this moment, when everyone looked at Lin Bai again, no one thought that Lin Bai was weak.
On the contrary, there are only a handful of people in Xieyue Qianzhou who can fight Lin Zhiwei for thousands of rounds without falling into a disadvantage.
I am afraid that except for the top ten warriors on the Xie Yue Dao God List, it is difficult for anyone else to survive until now.
"It's too tragic."
"It seems like both of them have reached their limit."
"..."
"I didn't expect Qing Luo from the Eternal Demon Sect to be able to intimidate Lin Zhi to such an extent. It's simply shocking."
"..."
"Did Lin Zhiwei spend thousands of rounds without deciding the winner against Qing Luo? This... is unbelievable."
"..."
The warriors in the spectator seats were not only horrified, but also dumbfounded.
It is difficult for them to accept the current situation.
As the proud son of Fengxue Villa and the twenty-fourth ranked expert in the last Evil Moon Taoist Ranking, isn't Lin Zhiwei able to deal with a seventh-grade Taoist warrior with ease?
How could a mere seventh-grade Taoist warrior fight so hard with Lin Zhiwei?
All of this made the warriors watching the battle unbelievable.
On the fighting field.
Lin Zhiwei was panting like an ox, clenching his fists, and his eyes were cold: "Is it really impossible to force him to use the Heaven-Swallowing Dao Fruit? Is every member of the Heaven-Swallowing Clan so defiant? Senior Brother Leng's strength, and
How strong will it be?"
Lin Zhiwei had never fought against Leng Xingguang, so he didn't know how terrifying the Tiantian Clan was.
Now after fighting Lin Bai, I feel that Lin Bai is bottomless, like a vast ocean.
This made Lin Zhiwei couldn't help but wonder, is Leng Xingguang stronger than Lin Bai? Is it more difficult to deal with?
In fact, in the spectator seats, Leng Xingguang and Elder Zhou looked a little wary when they saw Lin Bai fighting against Lin Zhiwei.
Elder Zhou said softly: "You are really right. If someone in the Tong Realm can defeat Qing Luo, the Demon Realm will definitely not exceed one hand!"
"If Qing Luo is also at the peak of the Taoist realm today, Lin Zhiwei may not be able to survive ten rounds in Qing Luo's hands and will be defeated!"
"This person is a bit scary!"
Leng Xingguang narrowed his eyes and recalled that day in the tavern when he heard Lin Bai talking about his past experiences. Almost every step he took was walking in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
A warrior who comes out of hell must possess the power to make ghosts and gods fearful. Even the blood flowing in his body contains deadly poison.
"Cough cough cough..."
Lin Zhiwei regained his concentration, covered his mouth and coughed violently twice. He opened his palms and saw that they were filled with blood.
And he already felt that his internal organs were hurt. If he continued to struggle with Lin Bai, he might have to pay a heavy price even if he defeated Lin Bai.
At this thought, Lin Zhiwei shook his head and silently reached for the storage bag on his waist.
After a while, a ball of golden treasure flew out of his storage bag.
The golden light fell on his body and turned into a golden armor, covering his whole body, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
The golden armor reflected dazzling light in the sunlight, and a sacred and powerful power permeated the armor.
A golden dragon-patterned spear was held in Lin Zhiwei's hand.
At the same time, a small bag similar to a storage bag on Lin Zhiwei's left suddenly opened, and a horse roar came from inside, and an armored war horse with four hooves stepping on flames appeared next to Lin Zhiwei!
"God Armor!"
"I didn't expect Qingluo to actually force Lin Zhiwei to take out the Celestial Armor!"
"..."
"Stepping on the flame dragon horse!"
"I didn't expect that after so many years, Taoyan Longma would already have the cultivation level of an eighth-grade Taoist god."
"..."
"Heavenly Armor, God-Destroying Spear, Flame-Stepping Dragon Horse...this is the combat power of Lin Zhiwei at his peak!"
"Is Lin Zhiwei getting serious?"
I saw Lin Zhiwei taking out these treasures one by one, putting on his battle armor, picking up his spear, and mounting his horse, looking majestic and majestic, like a divine general descending from heaven.
Lin Zhiwei, who was riding on the flame-riding dragon horse, waved the golden dragon-patterned spear in his hand, and a domineering force penetrated a thousand meters and struck in front of Lin Bai, stirring up a cloud of dust: "Junior brother, the armor I wear is from the sect.
I searched for the evil moon Qianzhou Divine Iron Treasure Mine and refined it for me. The battle armor is called the Heavenly God Armor, and the spear in my hand is called the God-Destroying Spear."
"The horse under its crotch is called the 'Flaming Dragon Horse'. It is a strange species from the prehistoric period of the demon world. It can be regarded as a branch of the dragon clan. The dragon horse roars and the flames are thousands of miles away!"
"Since the disastrous failure of the last Xie Yue Banquet, I have been refining the Heavenly God Armor and the Flame-Stepping Dragon Horse over the years. Now, the Heavenly God Armor and the Flame-Stepping Dragon Horse are even more powerful."
"This was originally a trump card I prepared for geniuses such as Tu Qing, Wan Zizhen and Senior Brother Leng."
"But now it seems that junior brother is worthy of me taking out these things!"
"This... is Brother Wei's strongest combat power today!"
"If you are still defeated by your junior brother with this kind of fighting power, I will be convinced that I have lost!"
The Dragon Horse's eyes were blood red and full of ferocity. It was restlessly stepping on its four hooves. The flames spreading from its hooves gradually turned the competition field into a scorched earth.
Lin Zhiwei, who is riding on the back of a dragon horse, is even more domineering, with a pair of cold and ruthless eyes under the mask, like a god staring at the world, cold and cruel, without any emotion; he is also like a veteran who has been on the battlefield for many years.
He has already looked down upon life and death and ignored everything.
"Next, I will not give my junior brother any time to breathe, and I will attack with all my strength!"
Lin Bai felt that Lin Zhiwei seemed to be serious. His words no longer contained any kindness, but were aggressive and ruthless.
"Senior Luo Wuling, please be prepared at all times. If I can't hold back, please stop me immediately to avoid hurting Junior Brother Qingluo's life."
Lin Zhiwei said something to Luo Wuling again, but when he thought about it carefully, he smiled: "I guess I'm worrying too much. Even if I am now, I'm afraid I can't hurt Junior Brother Qingluo's life..."
"Junior Brother Qingluo, I'm giving you a chance to show off your skills!"
"Let me see what you're capable of..."
Under Lin Zhiwei's mask, he stared at Lin Bai with a pair of cold and ruthless eyes, and roared with fighting intent in his words.