After enduring it for so long, Ling Hao, who had been fighting for a long time, decided to make a move, he wanted to sneak attack the masked man, so as to decide the winner with one blow.

However, he didn't strike when the masked man condensed the three whirlwind rhombic spears, although at this time, he could interrupt the masked man's spell casting, causing him to be consumed by mana, thus severely injuring him.

But doing so will save Chen Lin, and after defeating the masked man, he will have to face a strong Chen Lin, which is obviously not what Ling Hao wants to see. He wants the praying mantis to catch the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

At the moment when the masked man shot out three whirling edge spears, Ling Hao was full of domineering power, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he shot with all his might.

The moment Chen Lin tore the spiritual light spider web, the three revolving rhombic spears stabbed straight in, and under the crisis, Chen Lin's whole body emitted cyan light, and his protective power suddenly surged, and at the same time, he shifted his position, so that the three rhombic spears piercing his head turned into piercing his chest.

The power of the Revolving Rhombic Spear was indeed amazing, all of them pierced Chen Lin's chest, and three blood holes the size of ping-pong balls were pierced in an instant, making Chen Lin's face suddenly darken and lose his combat power.

And the masked man's eyes showed a rare hint of pride.

But he was not in a hurry to rejoice, but once again condensed a whirling edge rhombic spear for the final mending knife

At the moment of life and death, Chen Lin opened his mouth to beg for mercy: "No! I beg you to spare me, I don't want anything! ”

He dragged his broken body and crawled into the distance, as if every step he took was one point away from death, and nothing was more important than his life!

"Kill you, I can get everything, why not?"

The masked man shot the last rhombic gun, piercing Chen Lin's skull, and the red and white streams were everywhere, and he died on the spot.

"Hahahaha...... In the end, I won! The masked man let out a rampant laugh, an outburst of forbearance to the extreme. There is endless humiliation in it.

"Bang Bang!" The door of the tomb opened again, and the masked man heard the voice, only to see a golden light rushing towards him.

The light came too quickly, too directly, like lightning. In almost a second, from the tomb twenty meters away, he flashed in front of the masked man.

The masked man just wanted to cast a spell, but Ling Hao's fist had already hit his mask hard, and the huge force failed to shatter his mask.

"Spirit Weapon!?" Ling Hao was shocked and angry. I didn't expect the masked man to seem to have reached such a point.

The blow didn't work, but the blow just now slammed the masked man into the tomb wall.

Ling Hao knew that he must not be allowed the slightest respite.

The small burial chamber created conditions for Ling Hao's physical cultivation. With the strength of his feet, he pulled out the remnant of the Dao, reached the tomb wall faster than the masked man, and swung out another punch, hitting the masked man's back.

At this moment, a yellow light emerged, firmly protecting the masked man.

"Bang!"

This feel, Ling Hao relied on the feel of beating people for many years, he wore spirit armor, and he also used the power of spirit armor, he was really a local tyrant.

Since you're wearing so much gear, I'm going to smash it all.

The Masked Man is knocked flying by the force of his fist again, and the rest of his life goes through the most tragic time of his life.

Ling Hao flickered around in the small burial chamber, striking the masked man out again each time before he hit the ground.

The chamber was filled with the sound of his footsteps on the walls of the tomb and the fierce fists he struck on the masked man's shield.

The masked man was like a ball, constantly being hit by Ling Hao in the air.

He used all his spiritual power with all his might, injected it into the spirit armor, and propped up the protective shield. Wait for the opportunity to fight back.

However, he found that Ling Hao's attack was like a raging storm coming from all sides, and almost all of his fist shadows were on the protective shield, and they were surging like stormy waves. He is like a flat boat in the ocean, which may capsize at any time.

But he could only defend, if it weren't for a spirit armor body, he would have been beaten into minced meat long ago.

This was exactly Ling Hao's purpose, he gave up the martial arts that cost hegemony to play, that is, to rely on intensive and continuous punches to suppress the masked man and prevent him from having the slightest chance to fight back.

The battle continued, Ling Hao knew that he must not stop, and he didn't even know that the coffin in the tomb was trampled on by him, but coincidentally, the dried corpse in the coffin really fell next to Chen Lin's corpse, and the blood stains that Chen Lin spilled on the ground actually slowly flowed to the dry corpse.

The battle situation has undergone a new change, and this change has not been expected by Ling Hao. It turned out that Ling Hao's intense and dense blows generated sound waves formed a terrifying noise.

This noise is uncomfortable to hear, and the three jade-faced people in a corner of the tomb even vomited out, and if it continues, I am afraid that the jade-faced people will be shocked to death by the sound wave.

Of course, the masked man also saw this situation, and said in the shield, "Stop, you can't break my shield!" If you continue like this, your partner will be killed. ”

"Nonsense!"

Ling Hao didn't mean to stop at all, if he gave up now, the good situation would be handed over.

The masked man continued to attack his heart, and continued: "I really didn't expect you to be such a cold-blooded person, and you didn't care about the life or death of your friends. ”

Ling Hao knew that he couldn't stop attacking at this moment, and only a faster-paced attack could retain a glimmer of life.

As for the Jade Mask and the others, he is dead, and it is impossible for the Masked Man to let them live.

He used all his strength to flow extremely fast in the meridians, even so that the meridians could not bear it. Produces tearing pain.

At this moment, Ling Hao couldn't care about this, and there was only one thought in his heart.

Faster, faster, faster, faster......

The masked man saw in the protective shield that Ling Hao not only did not stop attacking, but instead launched a faster attack.

"In vain, my protective shield can withstand a blow from a strong person in the Spirit Master Realm. With your weak attack power, you can't hurt me at all. ”

Ling Hao's ridicule of the masked man, Ling Hao turned a deaf ear. He's gone mad now, and there's only a shield in his eyes.

His speed was getting faster and faster, and due to the small size of the tomb, he flickered and moved, and the afterimage he left behind could not even dissipate immediately. The burial chamber is almost entirely filled with remnants of his figure.

But such a quick battle, the burden on the flesh is quite large. The sweat in his body evaporated, turning into white vapor on the surface of his body.

The body also gradually appeared tired, as time passed, the domineering power that was rapidly running in Ling Hao's body actually changed, slowly vaporizing from a liquid state, becoming a more fluid gaseous state, and the domineering mist of the golden body passed through the body at high speed, and a trace of thunder and lightning appeared in the golden domineering force that rubbed against the meridians.

Ling Hao didn't notice it at first, but with the extremely fast flow of domineering power, every punch he threw actually carried a faint arc, and every punch hit the protective shield, the arc would explode in the protective shield, causing a slight crack in the protective shield.

Although the shield would recover quickly, Ling Hao's fist would always hit the shield faster.

Ling Hao gradually understood, what this change was!!

The fifth change of hegemony moves like thunder.

Ling Hao looked at the fist with an arc, and his battle intent skyrocketed, Masked Man, your time of death has arrived.