Wu Xu didn't say anything more, raised his hand and swept towards Ling Zheng. The speed of the ball of light was extremely fast, and it had already swept in front of Ling Zheng in an instant, Ling Zheng wanted to dodge, but found that his body was a little heavy, as if he was pressed by something. Looking at the cyan ball of light floating in front of him, he slashed towards the front against his fate, and with a soft sound, the ball of light shattered and dissipated in an instant. But Ling Zheng is not easy, the power of this ball of light is probably equivalent to a blow of a beginner psychic person, he can take a ball of light, if it is hundreds of balls of light.

Ling Zheng's heart sank slightly, the heavy pressure on his body, looking at Wu Xu who was sneering, his expression was grim. At this moment, when Wu Xu raised his hand, one cyan ball of light after another smashed towards Ling Zheng, extremely fast. Ling Zheng raised his hand and swung it out against his fate, one after another balls of light were shattered, and Ling Zheng's body was forced to retreat back step by step.

"It's a shame to be ashamed. ”

"Shameless, despicable. ”

"Half-step control is amazing!"

Everyone in the audience scolded him, this Wu Xu was too despicable, and he actually used the suppression of the realm. Everyone was already very curious about Ling Zheng, but just now when they saw the inseparable fight between Ling Zheng and Wu Xu, they were even more stunned, and secretly cheered for Ling Zheng in their hearts. After all, a sixth-order psychic boy was able to fight with a cultivator in the half-step spirit realm, and there was no doubt that he had completely broken everyone's worldview.

The two separated, and when they heard Wu Xu say that they were going to move seriously, they thought that it would be a new climax, but they didn't expect that Wu Xu would use realm suppression so shamelessly. One by one, they couldn't do anything at the moment, and they all opened their mouths to scold, and even Liu Chan of the Holy Spirit Sect frowned inadvertently.

Generally, when two people in the ring fight, if the realm is very different, if they don't win or lose, they will not use spiritual pressure and things from the other realm. There is no doubt that this Wu Xu used the spiritual pressure and power of the half-step control spirit. What is the control of the spirit, the control of the spirit realm is to be able to control the aura outside the body, that is, the aura between heaven and earth for one's own use, it can be said that it can be able to fly in the air and wave to kill.

However, Wu Xu only controlled the spirit in half a step, at most, he had some spiritual pressure, and he could control a little bit of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and turn it into a tangible attack.

Facing the insults of everyone in the audience, Wu Xu's face was also stiff, just now he just wanted Ling Zheng to realize the gap between him and himself, and wanted to use this to hit Ling Zheng, but he didn't expect to cause such an effect. Wu Xu had a calm face, since they had already been used, it was naturally impossible to take it back, and he didn't care about the insults of everyone in the ring at the moment. There was a cyan light shooting towards Ling Zheng, Ling Zheng's face was a little ugly, even with his physical strength, he had already received no less than a thousand cyan light balls at this time, he couldn't stand it a little.

Originally, according to Ling Zheng's thoughts, he felt that he would fight with his own strength, and if he couldn't fight, he would admit defeat, and he didn't plan to borrow the power of rebellion. But Wu Xu's performance at this time made him feel a little uncomfortable, although Wu Xu was a half-step control spirit, why didn't he use it if he had this advantage. But Wu Xu, who was obviously able to defeat Ling Zheng with his real strength, actually used this spiritual pressure, which made Ling Zheng a little unhappy.

"Seeing the gap between us, don't struggle, and admit defeat obediently!" Wu Xu looked at Ling Zheng with disdain who could only passively take one ball of light after another, with a smug look on his face.

Ling Zheng frowned slightly, thinking about whether to admit defeat, but his face changed suddenly, because at the moment when he was distracted, Wu Xu, who threw out a few balls of light again, had already turned into a black shadow and disappeared in an instant. Although the spiritual pressure from his body disappeared, Ling Zheng felt a dangerous aura, and the power that he didn't want to go against his fate swept into his body in an instant, raising his hand to slash forward with a golden light.

With a loud bang, Ling Zheng's body flew out upside down in an instant, slamming on the ground, and another figure not far away was revealed, it was Wu Xu. Wu Xu just wanted to take advantage of the moment of Ling Zheng's clone to seriously injure Ling Zheng, but he didn't want Ling Zheng to react too quickly, and his long-standing palm collided with his fate in an instant. His body retreated a few steps, his face was also slightly hundred, he didn't expect Ling Zheng to react so quickly, and even Ling Zheng's strength increased several times in an instant.

Ling Zheng stood up, slowly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Wu Xu opposite, with murderous aura in his eyes. He knew in his heart that if he hadn't reacted in time just now, he had borrowed the power of rebellion, and under Wu Xu's full blow, he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die. He looked at Wu Xu coldly, even if he had reacted before, if he hadn't borrowed the power of rebellion, I am afraid it would be a serious injury. Now the situation is clear, the person in front of him not only wants to win the game, but also seems to have a grudge against himself and wants to kill himself.

Now that it has been determined that he is the enemy, Ling Zheng doesn't have to keep his hand, the power of rebellion is still there, the golden light flashes under his feet, and his whole person disappears in an instant. But Wu Xu's face changed slightly, Ling Zheng at this time actually made him feel a strange danger, although he felt that Ling Zheng could not pose any threat to him, but the hint from inspiration, he still attached great importance to it. Looking at Ling Zheng, whose speed almost surpassed his own, Wu Xu's face finally changed greatly, he didn't know why Ling Zheng's strength suddenly increased several times, but now Ling Zheng was indeed able to pose a threat to him.

His body also turned into a black shadow in an instant, and he finally pulled out the long sword at his waist, and he had to be cautious. With the sound of swords colliding, the two black shadows were entangled together, and in just a moment, Ling Zheng and Wu Xu had already hardened hundreds of times.

Wu Xu's face became more and more ugly with the delay of time, in the collision, he was actually still at a disadvantage, and the knife in Ling Zheng's hand didn't know what material it was, and it actually left gaps on his high-grade spiritual weapon. Suddenly, his face changed, the long sword was swung, and the momentum of his whole body exploded, and even the spiritual pressure from the realm was used by him.

But it didn't have the slightest effect, Ling Zheng, who had borrowed the power of rebellion, was not affected by his spiritual pressure at all, and in an instant, he had already swept to his side, and the rebellion in his hand turned into a golden giant knife, slashing down at him. Wu Xu's expression was extremely ugly, facing this golden big knife, he felt the terrifying aura coming from the giant knife, it was clearly the power that only Xuan-level spiritual skills had, how could Ling Zheng use it without any prelude.

Wu Xu knew that if he used his spiritual skills, he might be able to block Ling Zheng's blow, but at this time, there was no time to use his spiritual skills on him. His face was panicked, and he wanted to open his mouth to admit defeat, but he was very unwilling, looking at the giant knife that was getting closer and closer, Wu Xu's face changed and changed. Suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he saw Ling Zheng staggering with a pale figure not far away, and seemed to know that this blow had consumed all of Ling Zheng's strength.

Wu Xu's heart was crossed, he didn't believe that this blow could kill him, and decided to give it a try, the long sword in his hand was filled with blue light, and the aura all over his body surged towards this long sword. It's a pity that he was too naïve, he didn't use his spiritual skills, and he didn't have the possibility of fighting against this life-killing blow that gathered Ling Zheng's spirit.

"Broken. The golden giant sword collided with Wu Xu's long sword that emitted cyan light, and in just a moment, the cyan long sword was cut off by the waist. Although the golden giant knife was also a little dim, it still slashed towards Wu Xu's head, and in an instant, it had reached the top of Wu Xu's head.

"I throw in the towel. Wu Xu's face changed again and again, and he gritted his teeth and said.

But Wu Xu didn't know that this blow was sent out, and Ling Zheng couldn't take it back at all, maybe Wu Xu didn't care if Ling Zheng could take it back, what he cared about was the referee next to the ring, he felt that the referee would definitely be able to block Ling Zheng's blow after he shouted out to admit defeat.

It's a pity that Wu Xu's idea was doomed to failure, and the referee originally thought that as soon as he heard Wu Xu admit defeat, he would take it as soon as the golden giant knife came out. But Wu Xu didn't shout to admit defeat, and even used a long sword to block it, making the referee think that Wu Xu had a life-saving stunt. Even waited until the golden giant knife reached Wu Xu's head, Wu Xu did not shout to admit defeat, and the referee felt that Wu Xu still had a life-saving trick.

Who knew that when the golden giant knife was only a few centimeters away from him, when he felt the breath of death, he would shout out to admit defeat, it was too late. By the time the referee's body swept over, the golden giant knife had already split Wu Xu's entire person in two, and even if Hua Tuo was alive, he couldn't save it.

Wu Xu died very resentfully, although he always felt that he and Ling Zheng had a grudge and hatred, but Ling Zheng didn't know at all, and even if he didn't want to kill Ling Zheng, Ling Zheng wouldn't have used this trick, maybe he would have admitted defeat a long time ago. Ling Zheng stood not far away, looking at Wu Xu, who was already dead and couldn't die anymore, there was no expression on his face, and he was still gray.

Ling Zheng stepped out of the ring step by step, just walked out of the ring, stumbled under his feet, and almost fell, but fortunately, Qian Han rushed over to support him. Everyone in the audience looked at Ling Zheng, still recalling Ling Zheng's blow, and even the rest of the people who were half-step psychic changed color, they didn't expect Ling Zheng to have such a powerful blow, especially that blow didn't have any momentum at all. They put themselves in Wu Xu's perspective, their faces changed, and in their place, there was no other way to fight except admit defeat.

Naturally, it's not that they don't have the same powerful moves, it's just that their Xuan-level spiritual skills take time to be released, but Ling Zheng's move just came out of nowhere, not giving you any time to react or space to dodge at all. A few half-step psychic guys frowned, looking at Ling Zheng, who had been helped by Qian Han and had already walked to the side to start pranayama, a trace of jealousy flashed in their eyes.