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The battle began, and Li Shaoqing began his attack.

Wang Lin's attacks, from one mother to the other, were endless and terrifying!

Li Shaoqing also sneered, and the martial arts in his hand also began to move.

"Brother Lin, kill this arrogant person." "Since you dare to offend the dignity of my Wang Clan, kill me!" Someone shouted from below.

"Kill him, kill him!"

"That outsider Li Shaoqing, don't lose. Otherwise, you will have to compensate us for our losses!" He had a really good idea. If Shaoqing won, then the money would be earned. If Shaoqing lost, then his backing would definitely not be too strong. Furthermore, his strength would not be too good either.

Because now, he could simply create a reason to take back the capital.

However, the ruckus below didn't affect the two people fighting to the death on the stage. The only thing they felt was the interweaving of life and death.

The two of them began to fight like the wind.

Wang Lin was also a bit angry after seeing how skilled the old man was.

The Wang family was famous for their spear skills. Right now, Wang Lin was still using his fists to fight with Shaoqing.

However, the difference in cultivation was too great!

The age difference was really huge!

This showed the difference in their potential, and it also showed Wang Lin's intent to kill.

As Lin Ming thought of this, he no longer cared about face. He directly took out the spear that he had poured his blood into from his spatial ring. The cold yin energy and heaven splitting energy had fused together into this spear.

It was the legendary Fierce Essence that could be infinitely upgraded. It was the weakest metal and also the pinnacle metal. It looked at the strength of its master's faith, willpower, and the nourishment of his soul force.

The spear whizzed as it was about to give birth to an elementary spirit.

A spear was ruthlessly cut in half, creating a straight line.

The sky was split open, and the air was cold; that spear was finally the power of judgement.

Shaoqing smiled. His lips revealed traces of a smile. Finally, he couldn't hold it in anymore?

Li Shaoqing's figure retreated, but he managed to dodge the spear as if he was a ghost.

No, Shaoqing wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Hehe! Shaoqing's Celestial Devil emerged from the nourishment of his sea of consciousness. The sword had thoroughly imprinted Li Shaoqing's soul imprint, causing his heart to palpitate.

A sword light floated past.

However, Wang Lin was dumbfounded. Why was it that this sword contained a tyrannical demonic intent?

On the other hand, Wang Lin's understanding of domains wasn't strong. His understanding of domains was mainly due to his cultivation of techniques and weapons.

Therefore, under the domineering power of this sword, Wang Lin was a bit stunned. His soul had completely collapsed, and his soul's repulsion had attracted this domineering aura. This was the conflict he had with this soul.

The sword was floating gently and was trembling slightly. It had arrived in an ordinary manner.

Wang Lin woke up at this moment. In time, not in time?

He only knew that the sword had abandoned its appearance and was now radiating dazzling immortal light.

The sword seemed to have pierced through Wang Lin's heart.

Was he going to lose!?

Could it be that Li Shaoqing had obtained victory?

This caused countless people to be flabbergasted. This outsider was too strong, the Wang Clan must have stepped on the steel plate.

Within the haze, within the darkness.

Whether it contained Wang Lin's broken body or life.

On the other hand, the judge of the Life and Death Arena didn't decide the victor. This gave the Wang family a sliver of hope.

The old man looked at the situation on the stage with a wisp of a beard as he lightly smiled.

Li Shaoqing, who looked like he was about to win, was also worried. He had been planning this for a long time and had already consumed eighty percent of his spiritual energy for this attack.

However, things didn't go as planned. Wang Lin came out of it. Although it looked very tattered, although it looked like he was about to die, he was able to survive this strike.

Wang Lin looked very evil as he revealed the white teeth in his mouth.

"You are dead for sure."

The sound of his voice sent chills down everyone's spines.

"You won't be able to win against me. "Demons and evils, my demons are pure demons, your evils are the evils of desire."

"That's right!" "Therefore, you must die." Wang Lin coldly said.

His flesh and blood gradually withered, as if they were being sucked dry.

"I will injure myself by killing an enemy with this move. If my attack fails, I will die. If this attack succeeds, you will die." Wang Lin sneered.

The youngster in front of him was also devilish. He sneered, "Fellow Daoist, you're being too courteous."

The devilish qi churned, but it did not make people uncomfortable. There was only a pure and cold feeling.

Looking at the two people on the stage, the white moustached old man hurriedly shouted, "The strongest barrier of the Life and Death Arena! All the spectators can retreat as far as possible! Otherwise, life and death is not a problem!"

All of them wanted to be one step faster than the other. The strongest protective barrier of the Fight of the Life and Death might not even be able to block this strike, if that was the case, then the explosive force produced by the two's attacks could be counted as comparable to the full attack of a ninth level of the Road Realm expert.

That's right, the two of them hadn't even started attacking, yet their auras were already so strong. The purity of the devil, the evilness of evil.

Gray and cloudy, black clouds.

"Underworld God Palm." Wang Lin shouted, "I found this when I was training in the Solitary Dark World. With my cultivation method and cultivation experience, I became a genius!" However, that is not the most important thing. The most precious thing is this strike. Although the price is very big, if one cultivates to the limit, they can destroy people who are a level above themselves in one strike. "

"If I don't kill you, I won't be able to sleep and eat. Thus, I'm a bit regretful for provoking you. However, I am also very happy that I have provoked you. If I destroy you, absorb your blood essence, and absorb your soul, my talent will increase by another level. "Hahaha, I am so happy."

"When the time comes, the Wang family, the Dragon Peak Country, the Dark Sect, the Demon Country, and all those other powerhouses' ancestors will be trampled under my feet."

"Is that enough? Isn't it just to obtain a set of evil arts? It seems like it is still an incomplete art, what do you have to be proud of?" My attack, I have never heard of it before. Today, I have comprehended and created a strand of it, so I shall call it the Pure Devil. It shall fuse with my comprehension of all Demons.

"This blow is in memory of my master. "I believe this strike will definitely wipe you out."

The fifth level Concept of Demon was to comprehend the threshold of the 'Integration' and 'Battle Sword Technique'. Then, if one wanted to change it, then with the purity of the demonic will, ceaselessly using the sword would be one's own comprehension.

This kind of willfulness seemed to be able to see through the limits of one's strength. This strike seemed to be able to destroy this entire region.

The collision this time was terrifyingly terrifying.

Perhaps this strike was still very weak in the eyes of those experts, but their eyes could see that this attack already had that potential, the potential to become a strong martial artist.