Lin Feng smiled sarcastically, his gaze fell on Jin Shengjun's body, and asked lightly.

Suddenly, everyone exclaimed, and Jin Shengjun was also taken aback.

Gambling on your life? Crazy bets, they are all gods, and they will cherish their lives even more, especially when they have cultivated until now, and they have gone through countless tribulations and life and death to get mixed up until now, so they are even more afraid of death.

Death is even more terrible for the current warriors.

Jin Shengjun was silent, although he was not afraid of how much strength Lin Feng could have, but if there was an accident, he couldn't explain it to the temple.

"Don't dare? Don't you still propose a competition? What's the point of winning or losing? ”

Seeing that Jin Shengjun was silent, Lin Feng's smile became more and more sarcastic, which made many Divine Sect disciples feel happy, they had been humiliated by them, and now they could finally humiliate them.

"If you don't dare, get out!!".

All the disciples of the Divine Sect roared in unison, and the momentum was so great that the faces of many people in the Spirit Domain Temple became ugly.

Lin Feng's crazy thoughts directly led to the passivity of the situation.

"Bet your life, I dare!".

Just when Jin Shengjun was silent, the cold-faced saint son stood up again, he didn't believe that he would lose the game, let alone die, so he stood up.

Jin Shengjun wanted to stop the cold-faced holy son, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't speak in the end.

There is no turning back from the bow, since he has decided to humiliate the Divine Domain Temple, he can't give up halfway, even if it is the loss of a holy son.

"Let's fight". Jin Shengjun snorted, and in an instant, the cold-faced holy son jumped up and went straight to Lin Feng, holding the god-emperor weapon-level axe tightly in his hand, and the momentum of the weapon was strong, which had already overwhelmed the momentum of the cold-faced holy son himself.

"Lin Feng, I'm here for the Divine Emperor Weapon, you follow."

The Purple Sword Sect Master was afraid that Lin Feng would suffer a loss on top of the weapon, and if he didn't use the Divine Emperor Weapon, it would definitely reduce his strength by three percent, so the Purple Sword Sect Master was ready to hand over the Purple Sword he was using to Lin Feng, this was a low-level Divine Emperor Weapon, and the axe to deal with the Cold Face Saint Son was enough.

The cold-faced holy son's face sank, if Lin Feng had a god emperor weapon, his strength would definitely increase a lot, but even so, the cold-faced holy son didn't think that Lin Feng had any reason to win.

It's just that everyone didn't expect that Lin Feng didn't choose to take over the purple sword in the hands of the Purple Sword Sect Master, but took out his own Dominating Sword.

"I don't need a god emperor weapon, I can still kill you!!". Lin Feng shouted angrily, the long sword drove straight away, and the speed under his feet was extremely fast, as if walking on the star compass, Lin Feng thought of the insights he had gained in the Divine Tomb in the past, and applied it to this battle.

Fang Cai himself observed the battle between the Cold Faced Holy Son and Moda and found that the Cold Faced Holy Son won the Moda with the strength of four or two thousand catties, and also relied on the energy of the Divine Emperor Weapon itself to win, so Lin Feng used the ghostly pace to reduce the effect of the Divine Emperor Weapon as much as possible.

Lin Feng's pace really affected the judgment of the cold-faced holy son, and the axe attacked several times but failed to accurately hit Lin Feng, but Lin Feng's long sword stabbed over, and the cold-faced holy son had to dodge.

Lin Feng stepped with his left foot, and the long sword went straight to the door of the cold-faced saint-faced saint-son, and the sword of domination carried a strong sword intent, and the domineering and sharp momentum swept the entire battle platform, making countless people exclaim in surprise, watching the battle between Lin Feng and the cold-faced saint-son.

At this time, Mo Da's face was vicious, he fought against the cold-faced Holy Son, and he was defeated in just three moves, but Lin Feng was currently strong, not like a defeated one at all, and he also did not use the God Emperor Weapon, which made Mo Da feel his face burn a little.

"Lin Feng, let me show you the power of the Divine Emperor Weapon for the time being, if you want to defeat me without the Divine Emperor Weapon, you are too naïve, drink."

After the cold-faced saint son dodged Lin Feng's sword, his body exploded back a hundred meters, and then with a step, the whole person turned into a streamer and flew straight into the sky, the giant axe in his hand turned into a roll of demon dragon hurricanes roaring, and the entire battle platform instantly turned into the glare of the axe, and the axe tenacity went straight to Lin Feng's chest and slashed it.

The speed was just a blink of an eye, and Lin Feng felt a Heavenly Divine Majesty coming up, this feeling was like facing a Dacheng Holy Emperor, the Divine Emperor Weapon was really strong, and a Divine Emperor Weapon could withstand the Dacheng Holy Emperor's deadly killing move.

But now that he has no worries, the forbidden body has been revealed in front of everyone's eyes, so naturally he has to use the power of the taboo, Lin Feng has a great dependence on the power of the taboo, but how can the power of the forbidden not be the best attack power?

Lin Feng roared angrily, threw the sword of domination high, the white long sword turned into a sword light and flew into the air, Lin Feng stepped on it, his left hand swung out heavily, and the forbidden power burst out in full force.

Boom Boom Boom ......

It was as if the thunder roared, or the sound of the earth collapsing, and the killing intent permeated the entire battle platform, as if it could strangle a god in an instant.

"Forbidden power, go!". Lin Feng snorted, the forbidden power was fully instilled in the sword of domination, and in an instant, the long sword exuded an invincible edge, and in the blink of an eye, it swept through the sky and went straight to the cold-faced holy son.

The cold-faced Saint Son's face was gloomy, he glared at Lin Feng, and then his arms were in the sky, and the giant axe above his head was rampant, heading towards the Sword of Domination.

Two shocking weapons collided together at this moment, and the sword of domination with forbidden power was not inferior to the giant axe in terms of momentum and energy.

Two equally terrifying momentum collided with each other, the heavens and the earth were discolored, the earth collapsed, the sacred mountain shook violently, and several guests on the high platform all flew up and resisted with their own vitality.

The disciples of the Divine Sect in the audience were all shocked, and an irresistible energy rushed directly towards their front door, everyone's faces turned pale, and they desperately resisted with their vitality, but it was only a flat boat in the sea, which had no effect, and was instantly overwhelmed by the huge concussive force.

Fan Tiangang's face changed suddenly, and he didn't have time to think, he went straight to the top of the high platform, and his palms burst out, turning into a barrier in the sky, resisting the concussive force generated by the confrontation between the two weapons.

"Haha, Tiangang Holy Monarch, you and I will fight, haha."

It's just that at this moment, Jin Shengjun laughed arrogantly, stepped out, and went straight to Fan Tiangang, and the latter's face suddenly became angry.

"Don't leave for you people of the Spiritual Temple, drink!" Fan Tiangang roared angrily, his footsteps collapsed, and he went straight to Jin Shengjun, Jin Shengjun's face suddenly became solemn and gloomy, and he fought with Fan Tiangang.

The iron-faced Holy Son's face was gloomy and cold, and he threw a punch and went straight to the crowd below the high platform, using the energy of the two weapons to attack the disciples of the Divine Sect.

"You dare!".

Emperor Shu roared angrily, slapped out, and the terrifying supreme divine power instantly blasted away the Iron Mask Holy Son, and the Iron Mask Holy Son flew backwards for a full kilometer before stopping, but he was not seriously injured, making Emperor Shu's face sink suddenly.

"Magic Change!".

The Iron Mask Holy Son drank in a deep voice, his arms were in the sky, and everyone felt a strong demonic intent swept over, the Iron Mask Holy Son's eyes instantly turned red, and his whole body exuded a terrifying demonic aura, and at this time, everyone was looking at the strength of the Iron Mask Holy Son, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

Dacheng Holy Emperor!!

After the Demon Transformation, the Iron-Faced Holy Son actually had the strength of the Great Saint Emperor? It's just horrible.

Emperor Shu's face was gloomy, but the Iron Mask Holy Son did not speak, and directly attacked, and the Emperor Book and the Iron Mask Holy Son also fought together.

"All the people of the Spirit Realm Temple, destroy me, kill as many people as you can, come out!"

Jin Shengjun roared angrily and shouted at the crowd, and in an instant, Lin Feng saw dozens of figures rushing out of the crowd, the strongest was actually a Xiaocheng Saint Emperor, and the weakest was also a half-step Saint Emperor.

Conspiracy, this is lurking, just waiting for the current conspiracy, today's battle, whether you win or lose, will inevitably bring reputational losses to the Divine Domain Temple.

Lin Feng retracted his gaze, waved his left hand, and held the sword of domination in his hand, and then the figure suddenly disappeared in place, the face of the cold-faced saint son changed, looking left and right, walking cautiously, looking for Lin Feng's figure.

"Since you gambled your life, I will accept your life!"