With one foot stomping on the ground, Zihan was seriously injured and lost.
With one punch, the body refiner Nan'an was almost crushed to death by Lin Bai's punch.
All these things happened in one breath, and everyone was scared out of their wits by Lin Bai's strength.
On the flame arena, only He Yunsheng, Su Min and Ziqing were left.
The three of them slowed down a bit, and when they came to Lin Bai's flame arena, they found that Zi Han and Nan'an had been easily defeated by Lin Bai.
This had to make the three of them raise their spirits and look at Lin Bai cautiously.
"Dahe Sword Intent!" After He Yunsheng landed on the ground, he raised the sharp sword in his hand, and a wave of sword intent burst out from him, like a river of anger, sweeping the world.
A sword rushed forward, like a river rushing, unstoppable.
Lin Bai looked sideways at He Yunsheng, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, just at the moment when He Yunsheng's powerful sword was about to kill Lin Bai.
Lin Bai didn't dodge or evade, he let the sword hit him.
The sword intent, which was comparable to a storm in a river, hit Lin Bai's body, but disappeared instantly, without causing any damage to Lin Bai.
"How is this possible!" He Yunsheng looked at Lin Bai in surprise.
Lin Bai said: "I told you, your swordsmanship is frivolous and powerless!"
Immediately, Lin Bai raised his palm, grabbed He Yunsheng from in front of him, lifted He Yunsheng by the neck, and abruptly lifted He Yunsheng into the air.
The first genius of the Dahe Tribe was picked up by Lin Bai like a chicken.
"Let go of me" He Yunsheng roared with his face flushed.
"Okay, let me go!" Lin Bai sneered, kicked He Yunsheng in the abdomen, kicked him out, and rolled down the flame ring in embarrassment.
Just at the moment when Lin Bai defeated He Yunsheng.
Ziqing came to attack again, her eyes were piercing, and her punches were like a wolf like a tiger trying to devour Lin Bai.
"Ants!" Lin Bai stared sideways at Zi Qing.
When Ziqing punched him, the moment his pupils met Lin Bai's, his expression immediately collapsed, and panic and despair appeared on his face.
Especially when he saw Lin Bai's eyes contained a strong killing intent.
That look, full of killing intent, dead silent, indifferent, domineering, heartless
Boom!
Before Ziqing's punch reached Lin Bai's face, he stopped, looked at Lin Bai in horror and said, "III admit defeat!"
With one glance, Ziqing was so frightened that she gave up in despair.
Now on the flame arena, only Su Min is left.
Seeing Ziqing's defeat, Su Min silently stepped forward, took out a sharp sword from the storage bag, looked at Lin Bai coldly and said, "It's my turn now!"
"Don't treat me like they are trash!"
Lin Bai looked at Su Min, smiled lightly and said, "I heard that you are a warrior from the Jiange tribe?"
Su Min nodded and said, "Yes!"
Lin Bai smiled lightly: "Coincidentally, I also knew a warrior from the Jiange tribe before, named Su Ding'an, and I even snatched a sword from him!"
"Do you know this sword?"
While speaking, Lin Bai took out a cyan blade from the storage bag, and there seemed to be thunder flowing on it.
Su Min took a look and exclaimed: "The king-level spiritual weapon of my Jiange tribe, the Qinglei Sword!"
Lin Bai held the Qinglei Sword in the player's hand, chuckled and said, "It seems that you really know each other!"
Looking at the Qinglei Sword, Su Min's eyes were fiery. You must know that a king-level spiritual weapon is a good treasure even for a martial artist at the Aspirational Realm.
On today's Mangu Continent, there are only a handful of god-level spiritual weapons, and very few people can get them.
As for the Emperor's Artifacts, there are only seventy-two pieces.
Most of the rest are king-level spirit weapons.
Therefore, even if one has cultivated to the realm of death and adversity, the weapon most used by warriors is still the extreme martial spirit weapon.
Because there are too few king-level spiritual tools, they are generally controlled by some big figures in the family and sect.
The Emperor Weapon is a peerless secret treasure of a family and sect. If there is no life and death crisis, the Emperor Weapon will never be used.
Lin Bai said softly: "When I took the Qinglei Sword from Su Ding'an's hand, I told him to tell him to go back and tell the warriors of the Jiange tribe to send a decent warrior to get it back!"
Hearing Lin Bai's words, SuHe was very surprised and said: "From the meaning of your words, it seems that you don't like this king-level spiritual weapon?"
"Even if you are a boxing cultivator, this is a king-level spiritual weapon after all. Are you willing to return it to the Jiange tribe?"
Lin Bai smiled softly: "It's just a king-level spiritual weapon, what's there to be reluctant about?"
"I haven't finished what I said just now. I said that the Jiange tribe will send a decent warrior to retrieve it. If the warrior who comes is still so vulnerable, then I will naturally not return the Qinglei Sword!"
When Su Min heard this, his eyes flashed and he asked, "That means, if I defeat you today, you will return the Qinglei Sword to me?"
Lin Bai smiled and said: "The sword is here, come and get it if you have the ability!"
Lin Bai stuck the Qinglei sword on the ground and looked at Su Min with a smile.
Su Min looked at Qinglei Sword with fiery eyes.
The Qinglei Sword is a king-level spiritual weapon, and it can be regarded as a magical weapon in the Jiange tribe.
Among the young generation of the Jiange tribe, only the legendary genius Su Tingzong is equipped with a king-level spiritual weapon, while Su Min and other geniuses want to get the king-level spiritual weapon, but they are not strong enough.
If the king-level spiritual weapon can be taken back from Lin Bai's hands at this moment, it will definitely become a big killer in Su Min's hands.
Moreover, it is also a great achievement for Su Min to regain the lost king-level spiritual weapon of the Jiange tribe.
Thinking of this, Su Min couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It seems that God treats me well, and actually sent a king-level spiritual weapon to me!"
"Then I just accept it!"
Su Min said with a smile on his face, raised the sharp sword in his hand, pointed at Lin Bai and said, "Give me the Qinglei Sword, and then you admit defeat, and I can save you from the pain of flesh and blood!"
"Otherwise, my sword is not just playing with you!"
Lin Bai smiled softly: "Come on, let me see how capable the geniuses of the Jiange tribe are!"
"Looking for death!" Su Min's eyes flickered, and with a sharp sword in his hand, he rushed towards Lin Baifei. The powerful sword power burst out, and he charged towards Lin Baifei like the might of God.
A sword flew out, and nine sword shadows appeared in mid-air, and the moment these nine sword shadows diffused, they turned into thousands of sword shadows.
There is reality in the imaginary, and there is an imaginary in the reality. It is impossible to figure out which sword is Su Min's real killing move!
"Blood Shadow Divides Excalibur!"
Lin Bai saw Su Min's sword technique used, and immediately recognized the origin of this sword technique!
"Since you know that this is the sword of blood shadow division, then you should be clear that you will definitely lose under this sword!" Su Min's voice echoed in Lin Bai's ears eeriely! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com