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Everyone in the first group paid close attention to Du Lan, guessing how long he would be able to hold on. Would he still have a chance to fight the dark horse of the Imperial Leaderboard?

It was a big question mark.

Although the battle in which he had killed Lu Yunfei had been eye-catching and powerful, his opponent was Ling Jun, a man who had never lost a single battle in his entire life.

The dark horse soul broke into the general's platform, and the war god had entered into the finals arrogantly. Could this be the result?

Similarly, no one knew. Every undefeated legend has a day of destruction. And it is often the dark horses that destroy the myth.

"Once the two of them entered the stage, the atmosphere at the scene immediately became tense." The two words, 'Spirit Sutra', carried too much weight.

"Du Lan still courteously expressed his domineering attitude." I've heard of you, so you're dead. "

It was a sentence without logic, but it felt very comfortable to hear. "Thank you, you didn't say you were my enemy." "Thank you very much."

I wanted to defeat you, but you're thanking me? He quickly associated it with the deformities of Spirit. He snorted coldly. I have studied all of your techniques and battle techniques. The current me can completely defeat the you from back then. "

F * ck, can you talk or not? He clearly had a plan. Ling Jun cupped his hands and said, "I am dull. May I ask where you came from?"

"Du Family." Du Lan's answer was simple and explosive.

He really exploded, blasting out rows after rows of true energy walls.

"Illusionary Sound Wall!" Ling Jun turned pale with fright, this was Du Ruo's cultivation technique. His mind instantly blurred the boundary between the Du Family and the Gu Family.

Tian Lai Zi's surname was not Du, he did not know, but his daughter's surname was Du. If Duro were the god of the world. Then Gu Xiao-Li should not have been named Gu. How could Gu be a princess without a surname?

The problem was not that simple. It was a foregone conclusion that Gu Xiao-Li was the savior of the gods in the human world. Was she like Violet Frost? Then where did Du Ruo go?

"This is not the time to be distracted." Du Lan's Illusory Sonic Wall crashed into the ground in front of Ling Du.

Strangely, he had also entered his attack range and was standing right in front of Ling Jun.

"I suppose you don't remember me." Du Lan shattered his attack with a wave of his hand.

I just praised you as not my enemy, so how did you become an avenger in such a short time? "Ling Di really doesn't know who the person in front of him is." I haven't asked yet. "

"Haha, you really don't remember." Du Lan's fiery eyes instantly turned incomparably gloomy, and a sword that could close the moon slowly condensed out.

Ling Jun's eyes became round and he cried out, "Master!"

Du Lan was holding Tian Lai Zi's Cold Moon Sword in his hand. Before Ling Jun had finished speaking, the Cold Moon Sword had already pierced into his chest.

"You are not worthy." Du Lan held the Cold Moon Sword in his hand as he stirred. Bright red blood dripped down, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering. The spiritual world was blank.

"Where did you get this sword?" Ling Du stared at the cold moon stuck in her chest, and spoke stupidly.

Du Lan gnashed his teeth and glared at him, roaring madly, "You dare not accept my punishment? After you killed your uncle, you still have the face to call him Master in front of me? " Pu pu pu, Du Lan madly thrust out with his sword. It looked like it was going to tear Jiang Chen into ten thousand pieces.

He could not feel any pain. "A powerful mental attack was enough to make him lose consciousness." "Are you the child?"

Hearing Du Lan call Tian Lai Zi his uncle, Ling Yu remembered that a family of three had once visited them. That child did indeed call Tian Lai Zi his uncle.

But the problem was that the child was called Du Huaijin. It wasn't like him.

"I didn't kill my master, who exactly did you hear it from?" His spirit also went berserk. He tried to use his strength to talk about the congealing of flesh and blood, but he realized that he had already been sealed.

This was a premeditated assassination. Ling Du burst out of the ground and dodged outside of Du Lan's attack range. However, Du Lan instantly stood in front of him. His punches were like rain, each of them tinged with tears.

"My master accepted you, raised you, and even married my most beautiful sister to you. But you killed them mercilessly. Today, I will dismember your body into ten thousand pieces. " Du Lan's rainstorm-like fist turned into beams of sword energy that shone with boundless light.

Terrifying evil energy exploded from the center of the podium, like a fiendish demon from hell. "But, it was shining with an incomparable light." Ten Thousand Swords Slaughter the Demons. "

The sword aura that filled the skies wasn't of the spirit level, but rather that of Du Lan's.

From the very beginning, he had been able to pierce through Ling Jun's chest like a phantom. After stabbing randomly, he was actually able to use Ling Jun's ultimate technique to kill Ling Jun. It seemed like he had succeeded.

This dark horse was too dark, it was charging straight for the championship. Where did he come from?

The light disappeared and Du Lan stood alone on the podium, his entire body still emitting a suffocating aura.

Ling Jing had disappeared. Not even a corpse was left? It didn't seem like it. That move just now wasn't strong enough to wipe out Ling Jun.

"Die." Ling Du shouted from the air, his voice extremely explosive. He was truly infuriated. Du Lan held the Cold Moon Sword in his hand and knew both his and Du Ruo's cultivation techniques, but what activated the Ten Thousand Swords Demon Slayer was another type of true strength.

It wasn't strange that Du Lan knew everything about Gu Yu from five thousand years ago. It was strange that he knew everything about Gu Yu's Thousand Tribulations that he had never displayed before. If he didn't have the backing of an almighty being to guide him, he definitely wouldn't have been able to achieve such an incredible feat.

Registration was the first move, Brilliant Sword was the second move, and Curse was the third. It would be strange if the Spirit were to withstand all three kinds of attacks and not collapse.

It was a pity that he didn't notice that Ling Du had cultivated the Carefree Saint Technique and inherited the Purple Cloud Sect's legacy.

When he sensed that Du Lan was preparing to unleash the Ten Thousand Swords Demon Slayer, Ling Du confirmed that he was at most an assassin.

How could Han Yue be with an assassin? Without hesitation, Ling Jun chose the strongest interrogation technique in the Violet Cloud Sect. The heavenly thunder pierced the heart.

Chi, chi. Rumble ? The thunderbolts on the podium began to pour down in a torrential downpour. And where the lightning exploded, there was a huge phantom image of a head. It was formed from the fusion of rampaging lightning and thunder.

The lightning didn't disappear when it struck down. Instead, it formed white columns that trapped Du Lan within them.

Phew, a white wall made of lightning appeared in front of Du Lan, but there was no sign of him on the wall.

I have seen through all of your cultivation techniques. Du Lan's face that was laughing miserably was exceptionally sinister and terrifying under the illumination of the lightning. His two hands had already grasped the seemingly motionless but actually extremely violent lightning pillar of light.

"See!" Du Lan roared. A still, dead gray heart appeared on the white wall.

"For revenge, I killed myself long ago and destroyed my Primal." Du Lan's fiery gaze became dark and lifeless, and his body withered. There was no sign of life.

But he was moving, and crazy. With both hands, he broke open Ling Jun's cage and shattered the Heart Piercing Mirror with a single punch.

With a bang, his spirit energy also plummeted. Pfft, he, who had not fully condensed his body yet, was holding his chest and spitting out blood. Before he could even stand up, his body had already been kicked dozens of times by Du Lan.

He could not control the collision with the barrier.

When his back touched the barrier, he was kicked in the chest again. Du Lan, who was originally as haggard as a zombie, once again emitted a bright light from his eyes. He shook the stiff head and grinned. "I've already escaped the shackles of life and death."