The bald man looked at An Lin in the distance, and his face changed.

This breath ...... Very strong!

An Lin also looked up at the bald man, his eyes were as black as ink, and a black cloak condensed behind him in an instant, and even the black ribbon wrapped around the Victory Evil Sword was like an extra black coat.

There was silence all around, and the aura of death and end spread like ripples.

An Lin is in the center of the darkness in the center, like a king who rules the night, quiet and restrained, but with an absolute power that can make people sleep forever.

A gust of wind blew, and An Lin's figure had disappeared.

The bald man's eyes froze, and he raised his fist and blasted it in front of him without hesitation.

At this time, the black sword blade had already come to him with unparalleled might, colliding with the fist.

"Boom!"

The collision of the two forces surged the vitality for thousands of meters, and the terrifying qi wave explosion even completely destroyed all objects within a radius of 100 zhang.

An Lin and the bald man took a few steps back at the same time. The bald man's gloves had been torn by the blade, revealing an obvious blood mark, and An Lin was unscathed and rushed towards the bald man again with a sword with an indifferent expression.

The domineering sword slash to the extreme, without any fancy collision, and the burst of energy turned this world upside down.

The bald man was forced to retreat by An Lin's indomitable sword, and more than a dozen blood marks soon appeared on his body.

In the eyes of the bald man, the black cloak behind An Lin became bigger and bigger, and it seemed to have become a dark canopy covering the sky, and the sword in An Lin's hand became the executor of death and end in the canopy, always declaring its sovereignty.

Xuanyuan Cheng and Liu Qianhuan looked up at the sky, where the black cloak obscured the sunlight.

Night slowly fell, and An Lin's Taishang Nightless Sword Technique was finally gathering momentum to its peak!

Yes, this time An Lin did not use the Six Swords of the God of War, but followed Xiao Xie's advice and used the Taishang Nightless Sword Technique that he had just obtained!

Xu Xiaolan was forced back by a red rainbow, and when the ink clothes fluttered, her gaze had already stayed on the man in the distance.

The True Rainbow War Emperor was too powerful, and even if Da Yi and Da Er struggled to contain it, Hu Guan and Yao Mingxi were still in a death crisis, so Xu Xiaolan obeyed An Lin's arrangement and temporarily went to support Hu Guan and the others.

Before An Lin separated, he said that he would definitely defeat the bald man, and seeing An Lin's very serious expression, Xu Xiaolan believed his words and was convinced.

And now, at last, the most critical time has come.

The bald man was beaten bloody, his fists were clenched, and his momentum skyrocketed to the limit.

"Boy, don't be too rampant, eat me seriously punch!"

The muscles on the bald man's arm suddenly stirred, and the vitality surged for thousands of meters, forming a huge cyclone, and the center of the cyclone was the fist of his right hand.

One punch out!

The red fist seemed to be about to shatter everything, and it grew bigger and bigger in An Lin's eyes.

Its momentum is so great, as vast as the sea, and its power is so fierce that it shatters the sky and the earth!

An Lin's face became extremely solemn, his sword in front of him, spun rapidly, and the black cloak turned into a canopy of heaven and flowed down like an inky river, condensing in front of him into a vortex that sucked the heavens and the earth.

Ninety-nine black vortices began to appear, and its center was so deep that even human spirits could not escape. It was like a black hole that melted and devoured everything, and it went straight to the red fist.

"Boom!"

The terrifying force shattered the vortex layer by layer, and the space began to distort, tenfold, twentyfold, thirtyfold...... Ninety heavy.

Black cracks appeared in the void with a chaotic aura, a sign that the space had been cracked.

An Lin's internal organs had been shattered, and his bones had been covered with cracks, which was already an extremely fatal wound, but he did not have a trace of fear and flinching, and his eyes were as clear as a realm.

In his mind, now is the moment to decide the winner!

The Sword of Victory turned into a black shadow and returned to his hand, and a voice sounded with a little excitement in the coldness:

"An Lin, close your eyes!"

An Lin closed his eyes, and then he saw the light.

It was a ray of light in consciousness, a light that tore through the entire darkness, supreme dazzling!

The Sword of Victory over Evil burst out with incomparably brilliant light, as if the night ushered in the dawn, as if extinction gave birth to hope.

The black canopy was torn apart by the white light, and An Lin's cloak and the black ribbon of the Sword of Victory and Evil all dissipated.

The white sword light rose into the sky, as if it had been suppressed for a long time and finally been liberated, releasing its energy freely and frantically.

"The last form, too much night, dawn!"

The bald man looked at the white sword, which tore through the darkness, broke the heavens and the earth, and became the only color in this world, powerful, dazzling, and full of hope!

Whether it was the enemy or the team members, they couldn't help but cast their eyes on the sword slash that crossed the world, and their hearts were touched.

The bald man's chest had been pierced by a white sword at some point, and the blood mist was sprinkled all over the sky, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

An Lin also fell to the ground with no strength, his body was now completely hollowed out, and the sequelae of using the Black Immortal Source Qi for too long was not just as simple as prostration, it might also affect Daoji.

His body was hugged by a warm arm, and he opened his eyes forcefully to see Xuanyuan Cheng's handsome and caring face.

"An Lin, are you okay?"

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

An Lin shook his head weakly, but unexpectedly, a burst of qi and blood surged, and he coughed up blood foam.

Yes, not only was his body hollowed out, but all the organs of his body were almost scrapped by that punch.

The Sword of Victory and Evil shouted "cool", and then hid back in the ring, ignoring the current miserable situation of its master.

Xuanyuan Cheng put An Lin and Liu Qianhuan, the two seriously injured people, together and fed them the elixir to recover from their injuries, in fact, he himself was also seriously injured, but he could barely stand.

Just when Yasubayashi thought that he had defeated the fake Saitama and would be able to relax.

A voice made him tremble, and an endless chill ran in his heart.

"Ahem, ahem...... I'm underestimating you. ”

A bald figure slowly rose from the ruins, with a bloodstained bald head, still extremely conspicuous in the sunlight.

He covered the bleeding wound on his chest, and walked towards An Lin and the others step by step, with a fierce battle intent in his eyes: "Your combat power has far exceeded my imagination, but you are still a little short of defeating me." ”

As he spoke, the bald man laughed: "Surprised, surprised, not exciting?" ”

He clenched his fists and kept walking forward, three remnants of blood...... He's going to perish! The distance between him and An Lin and the others is getting closer and closer, like the most ferocious ancient demon god, about to open its deadly fangs.

At this moment, the space rippled slightly.

A blue arc of light swept behind the bald man, like a wild goose brushing the water, flashing away.

Soon! Very unexpected!

Just when the bald man was at his weakest and his mood swings were at their most violent, the scythe of death fell gently......

The bald man looked at the bloodstain on his neck, his eyes widened, and there was a look of disbelief on his face.

An Lin, Liu Qianhuan and the others looked at the blue figure in the distance and gasped.

"Well done! Perfect! An Lin sat up in shock and said loudly.

"This is the role of the assassin when fighting a group......

Liu Qianhuan's purple eyes bloomed, and the corners of her mouth raised a pretty smile.

In the distance, the blue moonlight wheel danced happily around Su Qianyun, as if asking for credit.

Su Qianyun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and smiled happily at An Lin and the others, his white and delicate little face had two shallow dimples, which was cute and charming.