The two saints of thunder and fire got closer and closer to Chen Yi and Ling Nuo, Zhong Xiu walked in front, and Zeng Zhi was seriously injured and walked behind.

Zhong Xiu was still about ten meters away from Ling Nuo and the others, with an icy smile on his face.

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, and when he looked up, several spears transformed by soul power fell, and his purple electric soul light covered his body, and his arms stretched out to form a shield. The spear stabs down, shattering and disappearing when it hits the shield. Thousands of spears came suddenly, and Zeng Zhi retreated several meters after anticipating that something was wrong.

"Zongyun-Zongguan!"

Before the spear was exhausted, a white rainbow pierced down in the sky with a sound, and the white rainbow collided with the purple electric shield, making a cracking sound.

Its power is so great that even Zengji, who is ten meters away, has been affected. This blow was very powerful, and the shield of the Sage Realm Zhongxiu could withstand it.

The purple electric shield shattered, Zhong Xiu flew out horizontally, and where Bai Hong fell, a big crater was struck.

The dust slowly dispersed, and a figure appeared in front of everyone.

When Ling Nuo saw the figure, he showed joy and carried Chen Yi into the enchantment. Zhong Xiu lay on the ground, unable to move.

"You haven't reached the realm of saints, and you still lack a little bit. Zeng Zhi said.

Ling Xuan's face was expressionless, holding a spear, and he walked out of the big pit.

Soul Eagle Xuan Yu knew that a big battle was about to break out, and he arrived at the edge of the enchantment without Ling Xuan's greeting.

Zeng Zhi waved his hand, and a ball of fire turned into a red sword, which he held in his hand. In his eyes, a sub-saint like Ling Xuan didn't need to use all his strength at all, he only needed a sword to take his head.

The red sword has its own fire attribute, and there is no need for Zeng Zhi to release his soul power at all, this sword has already been covered with fire. Ling Xuan's white soul light covered his body, and the same was true for his spear.

The two looked at each other, then rushed towards each other. The sound of the white light spear and the flame sword colliding was rapid, and the two of them were very fast, fighting each other with force.

Ling Xuan used the Longitudinal Cloud Marksmanship, and the air seemed to turn into auspicious clouds when the spear slashed, while Zeng Zhi used the Sword Technique, and the air where the sword crossed seemed to be burning.

The two battled each other very quickly, and after several rounds of fighting, Zeng Zhi found himself at the bottom.

Zeng Zhi began to release his soul power, and the flames began to burn around his body. If he can't grasp the initiative by fighting with martial arts alone, then fight with soul.

Zeng Zhi swung his sword, and in an instant, several flame swords slashed towards Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan dodged extremely quickly, jumped into the air, and instantly unleashed a thousand blades. Thousands of spears transformed by soul light appeared and stabbed at Zeng Zhi.

Zeng Zhi swung his sword, instantly forming a layer of flame shield in front of him. Several spears collided with the flame shield, and the light was dazzling, affecting his vision, and Zeng Zhi's vision was blurred.

The spear attack was over, Zeng Zhi's shield disappeared, and Ling Xuan had disappeared in front of his eyes. He swung his sword behind him, and the flame shield appeared, and Ling Xuan's fierce dragon blow was blocked.

Zeng Zhi turned around, and Ling Xuan disappeared again. Ling Xuan had already jumped into the air, and with a stab of his spear, a white dragon flew towards Zeng Zhi.

Zeng Zhi didn't raise his head, and swung his sword in the direction where the white dragon was flying, and a flaming sword slammed into the white dragon. The light of the impact was dazzling, and even if he didn't look at it, he still felt it.

Ling Xuan disappeared into the air again, this time directly in front of Zeng Zhi.

"You are very fast, but compared to me in the Saint Realm, you are still too weak. "Zeng Zhi is very conceited.

"Really? Ling Xuan said, holding a spear and rushing towards Zeng Zhi.

Zeng Zhi held the Flame Sword and rushed towards Ling Xuan. Just as the two were about to fight together, Ling Xuan disappeared again. appeared in the rear of Zeng Zhi and struck a raptor blow. Zeng Zhi turned around and slashed away with a sword.

Longitudinal Clouds - Shadows!

Ling Xuan's speed was extremely fast, and he wielded a spear, but Zeng Zhi was a saint, how could he be defeated because of this. Zeng Zhi resisted Ling Xuan's extremely fast attacks, and in one of the resistances, he used a lot of strength to make Ling Xuan retreat.

"Sea of Fire!" Soji used a similar field skill, and flames rose around him.

This is not a realm, compared to a realm, this large area of flame is too soul-consuming, and the range is far less extensive than that of a domain. The flames around Zeng Zhi were mainly to obtain Ling Xuan's position. Because he found that Ling Xuan's speed was a little too fast.

Longitudinal Clouds - Phantoms!

Ling Xuan used the Cloud Secret Technique, and in an instant, he reached Zeng Zhi's eyes, Zeng Zhi stabbed him with a sword, and Ling Xuan dodged and disappeared from his field of vision.

In an instant, Ling Xuan appeared in the rear of Zao Zengzhi again, the spear had already stabbed out, Zeng Zhi swung his sword, slashed out the sword, and Ling Xuan disappeared under the sword again.

Zeng Zhi is feeling and is playing the role of a sea of fire. He felt that Ling Xuan was rapidly jumping around him, one moment it was divided into two and went in different directions, and the other time, the two merged together. And so it went on and on.

Zeng Zhi began to wonder why this person was in the sub-holy realm, why did he have such a fast speed.

Zeng Zhi flew into the air, the flames around him burned, and in an instant, the flames churned, and within the range of the sea of fire, the pillars of fire soared into the sky.

Ling Xuan's speed was extremely fast, he dodged several pillars of fire in a row, and released a fierce dragon blow at Zeng Zhi, and the white dragon roared and flew towards Zeng Zhi.

Zeng Zhi behaved calmly, and when he raised his hand, several pillars of fire exploded continuously, and the white dragon was defeated.

Clouds-Transmogrification!

Ling Xuan's true body transformed. Judging from Zeng Zhi's current feelings, there are indeed two Ling Xuan, and he can't tell which one is true at all. Perhaps, both are true.

Ling Xuan dodged the pillar of fire and stabbed at Zeng Zhi from the front, Zeng Zhi defended, and the flame shield appeared. Ling Xuan's blow was blocked.

Behind Zeng Zhi, a white dragon flew in, Zeng Zhi hurriedly swung his sword and slashed away, and then the two Ling Xuan disappeared.

Ling Xuan appeared on Zeng Zhi's side again, and with a sweep, the air turned into clouds. Zeng Zhi reacted quickly, swinging his sword to block, and Ling Xuan was blocked. It was Zeng Zhi's rear again, and another Ling Xuan released a hundred blades, and several spears attacked. Zeng Zhi waved his hand, and the flame shield appeared.

Then four or five times, although Ling Xuan's sneak attacks failed, they still brought Zeng Zhi a certain effect.

With such an attack, Zeng Zhi was below, and he felt that this person was in the sub-holy realm, and he must have cast some forbidden technique, and it should not last long. In addition, he also felt that Zongyun marksmanship was really a good thing, and he could actually compete with him across the border.

Zeng Zhi didn't seem to care about what soul system the other side was, but only cared about the soul power of the other party. The martial arts department naturally has an advantage in martial arts. Zeng Zhi, as a fire-based cultivator, didn't care about this, as if he felt that his martial arts were incomparable, and he could crush all cultivators with low soul power if he entered the Sage.

Finally, as Zeng Zhi wished, another Ling Xuan disappeared, and now there was only one Ling Xuan left.

Ling Xuan floated in the air, as if he had entered a period of fatigue, gasping for breath.

Zeng Zhi saw it and thought to himself, what a chance!

Zeng Zhi slashed at the weakened Ling Xuan with his sword, and Ling Xuan's shield opened, blocking the three sword rays. Zeng Zhi let go of the Flame Sword, the Imperial Sword, the flame on the Flame Sword burned even more vigorously, and with a wave of his hand, he flew towards Ling Xuan, hitting Ling Xuan's shield just right.