Yang Zhenlong, who had already won the first victory, looked at the name that appeared in the curtain, smiled casually and said, "Zhang Zhao, you are quite confident in the guest who came back from Qiluo in the Eastern Regions!"

"Qiluo, who is located in the Eastern Regions on the Blue Card Star, although the moves and techniques are weird, it may not be able to kill my Yang family!"

Yang Zhenlong smiled and looked at Zhang Zhao with curiosity. It was as if he wanted to see what gave him such confidence.

Listening to Yang Zhenlong's words, Zhang Zhao chuckled disappreciatively: "I think you are talking about yourself! Moreover, if you can eat your Yang family, it will be too much to talk about." ”

"Since the last trip to Wutong, although your Yang family and my Zhang family are relatively close, don't forget that we are not a family! Moreover, I think that under the temptation of the remnants of the Wei Vice Hall Master, your Yang family will not be the slightest soft. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Zhao raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the person next to him, and said earnestly: "Zhang Lin, this time let me see the skills you learned in other places!"

Feeling the strength coming from his shoulder, the person next to Zhang Zhao who was called Zhang Lin immediately said: "It's the patriarch, Zhang Lin will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Yang Zhenlong looked at the figure that jumped on the martial arts platform, turned around and respectfully said to the dark wizard standing beside him: "Dark wizard, I'll trouble you this time!"

The green lines on the side of the cheeks under the black robe emitted an eerie and cold sound through the black robe.

"Hehe! Patriarch Yang, everything is easy to say on my side. As long as you have enough soul crystals, then I'll be happy to serve you. ”

When Yang Zhenlong saw the dark wizard say this, he immediately agreed: "Dark wizard, you can rest assured about this! I will give it when I return to the dragon's nest!"

"In that case, I'll fight for Patriarch Yang! By the way, let me see the so-called Qiluo method!"

As he spoke, the dark wizard stepped on his feet hard, and his figure flew to the stage.

It wasn't until the dark wizard stood firm on the stage that he looked up and looked at the person known as Zhang Lin.

As I looked at it, I saw that Zhang Lin was wearing a gray coarse cloth hemp cedar, a pair of big earrings on both ears, and a neat inch on his head, which looked a little weird.

Looking at Zhang Lin's appearance, the dark wizard couldn't help but ask, "Could this be the costume of the Qiluo Kingdom?"

With the words of the dark wizard, Zhang Lin didn't take it to heart, after all, winning was the most important thing for him. Only in this way can he repay Zhang Zhao for his kindness to him.

"It doesn't matter what I wear!

As he spoke, Zhang Lin didn't say anything more, and instantly started the spell he had learned in the Qiluo Kingdom Secret Spell Sect.

"The Words of the Secret Spell - Tiange!"

With Zhang Lin's shout, in a moment, golden lines appeared on his body. The lines light up and condense, and finally condense into an eight-sided pattern, which also contains a golden incantation with many strokes.

Looking at the condensed spell, Zhang Lin stepped on the ground and flew towards the dark wizard.

However, on the way to fly, Zhang Lin vaguely felt that the person in front of him had become a little different. Zhang Lin, who was already cautious by nature, continued to increase the power of the Tiange incantation a little more with a slight groan.

"Tiange Spell Seal--Condensing Fist !!"

Looking at Zhang Lin who was rushing towards him, the black-robed man sneered gloomily: "Is this a means within the territory of Qiluo? , but there is something special. It's just that this kind of practice seems to be a big burden on the body!"

As he spoke, the dark wizard slowly removed the cap of his robe, revealing the green cheeks under the black robe.

"Let me see how many catties you have in this so-called mantra. Saying that, the black wizard surged with energy around his body, and in an instant, it had condensed into a white ghost mark in front of him.

"Demonic Magic--Yin Breath Seal!"

I saw that the ghost mark in the black wizard's hand erupted into a monstrous resentment in vain, and the black soul mist under the white aura was gradually condensing into ghost shadows, and pounced on Zhang Lin with teeth and claws.

Looking at the dark wizard's movements, Zhang Lin, who was close to him, couldn't help but say angrily: "You... , you are the means of the Witch God Cult. How many people have you killed, you ghostly and witch-blooded person!"

As he spoke, he burst into a shout, and even condensed the strength of his whole body into a pair of iron fists. At the same time, feeling the fierce and abnormal ghost, as well as the air around his body that had become colder and colder because of the ghost marks, Zhang Lin once again superimposed a secret spell.

"The Words of the Secret Spell - Possessed Spirits!"

With Zhang Lin's movements, a huge incantation appeared behind him. Between the vibrations of the incantation, it seemed to be constantly resonating with the Tiange mantra mark on Zhang Lin's hand.

Between the lightning and flint, the fierce and abnormal ghost and mist collided with Zhang Lin's pair of golden iron fists.

"Boom !!"

A huge roar resounded through the space, and the golden and white energy staggered and spread. And the figures of the two have long been gone, and the whole world seems to be left with only the roar of evil ghosts and golden qi waves.

Wei Lanying, who was sitting on the throne at this moment, looked at her eyes as if she could filter all the energy to cover them, and looked at the hand-to-hand inside clearly.

After a while, Fang showed an expression that was really like this, and said to himself: "Looking at the way of fighting, the person invited by the Yang family is afraid that he can be regarded as a core disciple of the outer core of the Witch God Sect Ghost and Witch Sect!

However, Zhang Lin and the dark wizard on the stage have fought more than 100 times. But even so, Zhang Lin still showed no signs of defeat.

"Bump, bump, bump!"

With a series of fists colliding, Zhang Lin and the dark wizard flew back and stopped.

The dark wizard who had already stopped looked at Zhang Lin, who had not changed much except for a slight claw mark on his bare body, and couldn't help but say approvingly: "Hehe! The kid's kung fu is not bad! ”

"But... Your spell seems to have a good effect on my sorcery. Otherwise, no matter how powerful you are, there will be no possibility of fighting me as a disciple. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Lin on the opposite side glanced at the scars on his body and said with a solemn face: "I'm the same as you, if you weren't a ghost artist, I would really be planted today!"

At this moment, Zhang Lin no longer has the confidence he had in his heart. Through the short exchange just now, he deeply felt the horror of his opponent. As that man said, if it weren't for the spells of his Tantric Sect that were more restrained by the Yin and Evil Techniques, he would have been defeated with the strength of his disciple realm!

"You will be self-aware. But... In return, you were as confident as you were before. You're going to die today in my witchcraft!"

The dark wizard didn't say much, and the energy surged in his fingertips. In a moment, it condensed into a white flame.

"Boy, someone fell under my burning bones not long ago, so you can give it a try today!"

As he spoke, the dark wizard pushed a wisp of white flame out of his hand...

...... To be continued