Chapter 389: Consumption

Although he knew that Zhao Badao was powerful, Wang Lin didn't plan to retreat, he shook his body and rushed towards Zhao Badao.

There was another loud bang, and the figures of the two people retreated slightly.

Zhao Badao couldn't have imagined that this kid who looked no more than twenty years old, his true qi would circulate to such a point, even in the face of him, there was no retreat.

This is a bit fucking unscientific, when did such a young master appear in the Yuheng world?

Although Zhao Badao was suspicious, the current situation did not give him much time to think.

Because at this time, Wang Lin on the opposite side had already deceived himself again, and the immortal sword in his hand was magnificent, and he slashed straight at Zhao Badao.

In the face of Wang Lin's aggressiveness, Zhao's domineering anger also came up.

Thinking that he Zhao is domineering, he can be regarded as a figure with a head and a face in the Yuheng world, but he was suppressed by such a hairy boy, and he couldn't bear such a loss.

The two silver hammers in Zhao Badao's hands struck together heavily, making a crisp sound.

After that, Zhao Badao rushed up to Wang Lin, two human hammers, and hit Wang Lin at the same time.

A strong wind whistled out, and the two true qi collided together.

At this time, Wang Lin's sword move suddenly changed, and the immortal sword stabbed at Zhao Badao.

Wang Lin's sword is fast and urgent, the angle is tricky, and more importantly, it's more important. He was able to complete this shot after blocking Zhao Badao's blow.

It can be seen that his grasp of his sword moves can be said to be extremely exquisite.

Such a sword, even if Zhao is domineering, is shocked.

The weight of the silver hammer in his hand was far greater than that of the Immortal Sword, although such a weapon had an advantage in strength, but in terms of flexibility, it was not comparable to the long sword in Wang Lin's hand.

At this time, Wang Lin's immortal sword, the sword went sideways, stabbing him diagonally, Zhao Badao wanted to block it, but it was obviously too late, in a hurry, his body could only retreat back extremely quickly.

The sword aura was awe-inspiring, although it was not the second time Zhao was domineering, but it left a tear on Zhao domineering's clothes.

Zhao bowed his head domineeringly and looked at the damage on his shirt. His eyes had already revealed anger, and this sword was simply a humiliation of his nakedness.

The true qi in Zhao Badao's body was violently released outward, and everyone present felt Zhao Badao's entire momentum, and it changed suddenly.

"Damn, the hall master has used his martial arts!"

"That kid, who is simply looking for death, has angered the hall master, and none of them want to leave alive today. ”

"That's it, these sect disciples, I really don't know how thick the sky is, they are planted here today!"

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The people of the demon clan were talking loudly, with an unbridled smile on their faces, in their opinion, as long as Zhao Badao used martial arts, then none of these school palaces would want to leave alive today. 35xs

Not only these demons, but even Xu Shilin and the others also felt the breath released by Zhao Badao, and everyone couldn't help but gasp, secretly worried about Wang Lin.

With Zhao Badao's ascension of true qi in his body, even Wang Lin could feel the oncoming pressure.

It's just that in the face of such pressure, Wang Lin's face did not have the slightest expression of panic.

Wang Lin began to operate the true qi in his body, and the immortal sword in his hand was shining brightly, obviously ready to fight with Zhao Badao.

Zhao looked at Wang Lin opposite with a cruel smile, "Boy, you have successfully provoked me, today I will let you see and understand, what is a strong man?!"

After saying this, the silver hammer in Zhao Badao's hand suddenly came out of his hand and only smashed at Wang Lin.

The two hammers, like two meteors, flew towards Wang Lin at an extremely fast speed, accompanied by the obscene blowing, two extremely strong breaths, attacking Wang Lin at the same time.

With such a level of attack, even Wang Lin didn't dare to be careless, the long sword in Wang Lin's hand, the sword light flashed, blocking in front of him.

Just when the immortal sword in Wang Lin's hand was blocking in front of him, the iron hammer of Zhao Badao had already smashed over.

Wang Lin felt that a huge force smashed on the long sword in his hand, and the immortal sword was smashed and bent exaggeratedly.

Such a bend brought a huge impact, causing Wang Lin's figure to fly backwards.

But even so, Wang Lin's hand was still tightly gripping the long sword and did not let go.

The true qi in his sea of qi, although it was surging, showed no signs of collapse, and Wang Lin knew that he could withstand such an attack from Zhao Badao.

Seeing that he knocked Wang Lin away with one hammer, Zhao Badao was secretly proud in his heart, and he also had more confidence in this battle.

After shocking Wang Lin, Zhao Badao did not hesitate, the silver hammer in his hand flew, and he had already rushed out towards Wang Lin again

Zhao Badao believed that as long as he continued to attack like this, then Wang Lin would definitely not be able to hold on to defeat in his hands.

Compared with Wang Lin, he is older, his cultivation time is longer, and his true qi must be more vigorous, this is the advantage of his Zhao domineering, and Zhao domineering must make full use of this advantage, constantly oppressing Wang Lin, and consuming Wang Lin's true qi.

Zhao Badao is also an experienced person in a hundred battles, and quickly determined such a strategy.

Seeing the silver hammer in Zhao Badao's hand smashing at him again, Wang Lin's brows furrowed slightly.

Zhao's domineering attack, he naturally has a way to block it, but every time, the fight between the two is a kind of consumption for Wang Lin's true qi.

Although the cultivation of him and Zhao Badao is roughly the same, there is still a big difference in the degree of true qi of the two, as Zhao Badao expected, if Wang Lin simply fights with him and consumes his true qi, then the person who fails must be Wang Lin.

The immortal sword in Wang Lin's hand, the sword light flashed, and it blocked in front of him again, colliding with the man's hammer, and a loud noise came, and Wang Lin's figure retreated again.

Zhao was domineering and unforgiving, and kept shooting at Wang Lin. The two hammers smashed at Wang Lin one after another, and at this time, Wang Lin did not dare to be careless, waved the long sword in his hand, blocked left and right, and resisted Zhao's domineering attack.

The other two groups, although they were still fighting, their attention was unavoidable, and they were beaten by Wang Lin and Zhao's father.

First, the strength of these two people is indeed a big cut beyond them, and every attack will make a loud noise, so that they have to pay attention, in addition, the victory or defeat between Wang Lin and Zhao Badao also determines the direction of today's battle, no matter which of the two of them wins, then, the side they are on will win today's battle.