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The tears at the corners of your eyes are the most painful tenderness.

Ling Jun turned his head, "Why don't you use the ancient techniques. I can't feel any blood in you either. "

Why? If I can kill you with my family's cultivation technique, I don't need to keep my ancestor as a monster. "Thief, you are not fit to see the ancient clan's cultivation technique."

Ling Jun smiled sadly. "I fought for that country all my life, yet I was hunted down by it."

"Shut up, you traitor. The Gu family did not hesitate to give you the Heavenly Sword Protector, but you conspired to betray the country. Kill my people, slaughter my people. If I don't take revenge for this, then I won't be a human. " Gu Xiao-Li let out all the roars.

"The spirits all laughed, their laughter was filled with the vicissitudes of life." You said I betrayed the country, I said you killed loyal and loyal. What a plan. "

Gu Xiao-Li suddenly thought of his first encounter with Ling Jun. When he was angry, he also shouted out words to avenge the Gu family. Now he said that killing him was a crime of loyalty.

"You traitor who control the heavens, my spirit will slaughter your entire clan." The spirits roared at the sky. His voice shook the clouds and instantly, a torrential rain fell from the sky. The rain was filled with the stench of blood and decay.

The clouds carried sorrow, and the sky wept blood.

Only those who answered the dao could make their sorrows resonate throughout the heaven and earth.

The city of Zixu was in turmoil under the oath of Lingjun. Flower splatter tears, the bird is alarmed, the person breaks the soul.

How could Gu Xiaodao not know that the sorrow of the Spirit Body was real? But why should he be sad? Why didn't you kill me?

"After you investigated the thousand generations of clans in the East China Sea, you still think that I deserve to die. I have nothing else to say. " Both of them were determined to give Gu Xiao-Li a chance.

Victory and defeat could not be more obvious, so Zhu Xian couldn't help but worry for Zhu Qiuyan.

If he shouted a few words into the sky, it would cause a rain of blood. The audience could no longer imagine his power.

After the victory of Ling Jun was announced, Zhu Xian immediately announced the start of the second round.

Ling could not help but laugh. Whoever thinks that he or she can dictate the fate of others will be dictated by his or her fate. "

Because his opponent was Zhu Qiuyan, he stood on the stage.

"It's worse than I thought." Zhu Qiuyan, the first on stage, sighed. His voice trembled slightly. After which, he coughed non-stop.

Ling Jun frowned and asked, "How did you get injured?"

Zhu Qiuyan gently smiled, "I don't want to take advantage of you."

These words were light and unhurried, but it was enough to suppress Ling Jun. Zhu Qiuyan's injuries were all caused by him. When he met an opponent like this, other than respecting his pride, he would only fight with all his might.

Ling Jun showed his divine killing spear, wanting to give Zhu Qiuyan a serious blow. The meaning behind his words was: "Idiot, you've been tricked, right? We still have helpers."

Zhu Qiuyan understood what he meant, so she gave him a huge blow, "My surname is Zhu, I know how to calculate." Yan Hun is mine. "

F * ck, you're as shameless as your ancestors. Zhu Xian had used this trick to swindle countless treasures from Ling Jun's hands. It was precisely because of his stimulation that Spirit was painstakingly training in magic. Robbing a partner of a sorcerer was not a big loss.

"Why didn't you beat yourself to death?" Ling Jun raised his divine killing spear and rushed towards Zhu Qiuyan.

"Zhu Qiuyan also came." I also want to do it, but if you kill me, wouldn't that be a huge loss? "

Clang, clang, clang. All of them were holding their spears and swinging their spears horizontally. Zhu Qiuyan had finally managed to turn around. One of you is watching the moon while the other is looking at the mountains. He waved his hand to create a fierce wind, then turned around to face the world. He attacked with his left hand and then attacked with his right hand with the Flipping Wind Dancing Willow.

If he met his match, he would meet a good talent. The two of them fought to the bitter end. Everyone was watching with infatuation. Whether it was Ling Jun's attack or Zhu Qiuyan's assassination, both were extremely dangerous, and their counterattacks were also flawless.

Attacking and defending as one wished. Entering and leaving the battle caused one's blood to boil.

Even though both of them had the advantage of wielding spears, Zhu Qiuyan was still able to fight with her bare hands.

On this side, the God Slaughtering Spear displayed its divine might as magma exploded outwards. On the other side, Zhu Qiuyan was almost going crazy, and she had countless phantoms. The two retreated at the same time as they formed a hand seal and unleashed a fiery spell at each other.

In an instant, the flow of the rocks and the sand flew together, and their figures seemed to be one with the world. He was unconscious and in a miserable state, as if he was a descendant of the heavens. He was as anxious as a dragon swimming in the deep seas. The sound of the explosion shook space and time, and turned into a terrifying madness.

One possessed the power to open the heavens, while the other released a world extinguishing power in rage. The two strong gales collided at noon. The flames burst out in all directions.

The magic battle that lasted for two hours finally came to an end as the strong wind blew.

Zhu Qiuyan knelt on one knee and raised her head with great difficulty. "An even stronger glint of hostility could be seen in his eyes." "Up till now, you've lost."

Huuu, huu. Zhu Qiuyan seemed to not have moved at all, but his shadow had already sent her spirit flying.

The spirit that was flying in the air gripped the God Slaughtering Spear tightly as it attacked with all its might. The 30 foot spear light was his solid shield. The sharpness which could cut through space was his deathblow.

Zhu Qiuyan laughed, "Come." He released the most disturbing factor in his body. The suppression of his breakthrough allowed him to enter his peak state in an instant.

The purpose of his second layer was to unleash the strongest attack he had ever created. An explosive attack at the cost of one's life. If he wasn't injured, it would be hard to kill both him and his spirit at the same time.

He loved treasures, and he loved to fight even more.

Since I was free, I have had my fair share of wind and flowers, and my heart is in the clouds.

The willful survival of life and death, different resplendent Ming dynasty.

"Yan Hun is mine!" Zhu Qiu Yan's body bloomed like a firework, releasing a strong killing intent that filled the sky.

Boom! The climax of the battle only lasted for a moment. Zhu Qiuyan, who was kneeling on the ground, continuously vomited blood.

Ling Jun was still holding onto the Godslayer Spear in his hand, but he had already fallen to the ground. Zhu Qiuyan's last attack was twice as powerful as Gu Xiaoman's self-detonation. It was an invisible attack. His body was now infinitely pierced. Every inch of skin was bleeding.

Zhu Qiuyan hadn't fallen yet, so he definitely wouldn't let himself lie down.

The little soul of the spear had already lost the power to control the God Slaughtering Spear. The spirit uses it as a crutch, and stands up little by little. " I told you, I have helpers. " Rincewind also believed that victory belonged to him.

"Zhu Qiuyan also struggled to stand up, without any support." To use a walking stick is to lose. "

"I'll win if I smack you with my cane." Ling Jun held the God Slaughtering Spear and walked towards Zhu Qiuyan with small steps, leaving two thick, bloody marks under his feet.

His white robes had already been dyed red as his fighting spirit continued to burn. If he didn't make a decision with Zhu Qiuyan, he would never stop.

Zhu Qiuyan did not show weakness either. She also took a step forward, still without any support. Despite his light head and feet, he was still able to move forward in a straight line.

Clang, clang, clang. The crisp sound of the Godslayer Spear hitting the stage resounded in the hearts of everyone present.

Every spirit has a spear, and it's an advantage.

Since Zhu Qiuyan could walk, she seemed to be even stronger.

The final battle of the finals shouldn't be the most primitive battle, right?

As the two shaky people got closer and closer to each other, the final result of the Imperial Leaderboard competition was about to be announced. The long-awaited champion is about to be born. Who could it be? No one could bear it.

How people wished the match was over. But this was only hope.

A competition was a competition, there could only be one first place. They still had to fight.

Fighting was fighting. As long as the other party had not fallen, it would not end.