Just as Martial Ancestor's body had just retreated, the Saint Killing Spear tore through the sky, with a terrifying strong wind, and slammed into the place where he had previously stood, and a ravine chased and shot backwards out of Martial Ancestor's lightning-like spread, and the fierce wind, mixed with the majestic martial will, shot overwhelmingly towards the vital points around him.

Martial Ancestor was in mid-air, and the ancient sword in his hand swung down fiercely, and the sharp sword qi directly scattered all those attacks.

The ancient also slashed out countless sword shadows and slashed towards Yuan Lin. And just as his sword qi fell, the ghostly figure appeared in front of him again, and the fierce fist wind slammed into Wu Zu's chest.

Wu Zu raised his knife to split, however, Yuan Lin seemed to have known for a long time, and with a little tiptoe, he picked the knife and flew out.

Wu Zu ran out of knives, Yuan Lin was like a tiger descending the mountain, a tiger pounced, using fists and feet at the same time, hitting a hundred fist shadows and a hundred leg shadows.

Seeing Yuan Lin's continuous attack, there was also a fierce aura flashing in Na Wu Zu's eyes, but this time he didn't dodge or dodge, and kicked out with a sharp kick.

Now that the martial ancestor is also on fire, Yuan Lin is fierce and fearless, and his moves are sharp, and he is completely like a martial artist in the mortal world.

But Wu Zu couldn't stop it, Yuan Lin's current strength was not weaker than him, and he couldn't stop Yuan Lin from approaching.

Therefore, in the face of Yuan Lin's sharp attack, Wu Zu also fought back sharply. Bang bang! The fists and kicks containing fierce power finally fell on the other party's body, and then both of them snorted, their bodies fell to the ground, and they staggered back.

Fists for feet, both of them had no idea of defense. That desperate Saburo's style, these two guys, are really ruthless.

"Poof!" Yuan Lin spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, his palm trembled slightly, and his eyes stared at Wu Zu with a slightly cold look, when his fist fell on the latter's body earlier, there was something in his body that dissolved most of the power......

"Yuan Lin, you can't win me!" Wu Zu wiped the blood from his face and put it on his indifferent face. Revealing a sneer, his body shook slightly, and a faint blood light appeared on the surface of his body, and then condensed, turning into a layer of blood-colored armor, wrapping his whole body underneath.

"Although I don't know where you borrowed the external force from, but this saint has a blood armor, and you can't break it. ”

"Lifeweapon Armor". Yuan Lin's eyes froze. The blood armor on Wu Zu's body all made Yuan Lin feel the unique power of luck of the life weapon, if it was really a life weapon.

That's going to be hard. Yuan Lin's eyes flickered slightly, the soles of his feet stomped into the void suddenly, and his figure swept out again.

With a move of the Saint Killing Spear, it burst out of the void and fell into Yuan Lin's hand

"Stubborn!" Seeing that Yuan Lin was still rushing over, the fierce aura in Wu Zu's eyes was even worse, and he recalled the ancient knife and stabbed out violently.

The Holy Killer Spear collided with the ancient knife fiercely, and the strength of Yuan Lin's palm suddenly urged, and the Saint Killer Spear shot out.

The saint-killing spear provoked the ancient knife, but the two came out of their hands again. The magic weapon was once again out of his hands, as if the two were destined to fight each other.

Shaking off the weapon in the opponent's hand, Yuan Lin instantly bullied Wu Zu's body, fiercely palmed the wind, and slammed it over.

Wu Zu sneered, and now the Holy Killing Spear is detached. Without the destructive power of the Saint Killing Spear, it would be impossible for Yuan Lin to destroy his blood armor.

"Stupid! you can't break through my defenses without the Saint Killer Gun. Seeing that Yuan Lin dared to come closely, Wu Zu's eyes suddenly became cold, he had blood armor.

Yuan Lin's ordinary attacks were extremely difficult to damage him at all, but on the other hand, he could instantly make Yuan Lin injured with a punch.

Bang! Wu Zu's palm was printed like lightning, and it fell directly on Yuan Lin's chest, and the violent wind made Yuan Lin's throat sweet, and there was a fishy breath in his mouth, but the fishy smell came out, but Yuan Lin ignored it, and his blood-stained face looked particularly fierce, and then, his palm finally fell on Wu Zu's body.

The moment Yuan Lin's palm fell, Wu Zu suddenly saw that the corners of the former's lips set off a strange arc, and then, he saw that in the palm of Yuan Lin's palm, a palm-sized jade tree flashed out.

"Heavenly Dao Weapon Destiny Sacred Tree. At this moment, Wu Zu, who had always had an indifferent face, finally had a touch of horror in his eyes.

When the look of horror swelled in Wu Zu's indifferent eyes, Yuan Lin didn't give him much time to be shocked, his eyes were cold, and then the Destiny Sacred Tree in his palm suddenly pressed down on the former's body.

The Sacred Tree of Destiny landed heavily on the layer of blood armor on the surface of Martial Ancestor's body, and suddenly sparks burst out, and a piercing sound sounded wildly.

The sharpness of the Sacred Tree of Destiny had obviously reached a rather terrifying level, and when the brilliant jade light burst out, the blood armor that was originally extremely strong in defense actually burst into cracks at this moment.

The crack appeared, and the pupils of the Martial Ancestor suddenly contracted, the blood armor was his body protector, with this thing, he had received the full force of the three Dao Saint powerhouses and was not killed, but he couldn't imagine that such a close defense would collapse in Yuan Lin's hands right now.

"Martial Ancestor, this time, it was you who lost ......." When disbelief appeared in Wu Zu's eyes, Yuan Lin's blood-stained face also appeared with a somewhat penetrating smile.

At the moment when Yuan Lin's voice fell, the blood armor could not withstand the sharpness of the Destiny Sacred Tree, and with a bang, it exploded open, and then the blood light dimmed, and all of it retracted into the body of the Martial Ancestor.

This blood armor weapon has injured its origin, and I am afraid that it cannot be repaired without endless years. The blood armor was broken, and Wu Zu's body suddenly turned to the side, dodging the stormy Sacred Tree of Destiny, and the sharp blade brought up a blood mark when it swept across its chest, and blood flew out.

Wu Zu's combat experience is indeed very sophisticated and extremely ferocious, even when dodging such a fierce killing move, his fists are still tricky, and the punches shot out of his fists are swallowed.

Bombarded Yuan Lin fiercely. Martial Ancestor's fist fell heavily on Yuan Lin's chest, where the blood was surging wildly, but that huge force still shook the qi and blood in Yuan Lin's body violently.

"Hmph......" Facing Wu Zu's fist, Yuan Lin still did not dodge, he felt the churning qi and blood in his body, but instead smiled hideously, but this smile was very creepy against the background of the blood on his face.

Wu Zu is indeed fierce, even Yuan Lin has to admit this, that kind of desperate ruthlessness, even if a strong person of the same level fights with him, he will obviously be suppressed by him, but this time.

His style did not achieve the expected effect, the seemingly young blood year in front of him, the fierceness and anger contained in his eyes, compared to him, is only stronger than him.

You are ruthless, he is even more ruthless. So after receiving Wu Zu's punch, Yuan Lin's body leaned with strength, and then the soles of his feet squirmed strangely.

When the blood light condensed, the whole leg turned bloody. The upper layer was covered with blood. It's like it's made of blood jade.

Boom! The crystal and powerful bloody leg on it glistened with blood, and then with a bang, the air exploded, like a whip, and it was slammed on the body of Wu Zu.

Bang! The deep sound resounded, and the void was shattered by the strong wind, and Wu Zu's body was shot backwards like a cannonball, and the void exploded directly along the way.

Burst. When Wu Zu's body stabilized in embarrassment. A mouthful of blood finally couldn't help but spurt out in the terrifying gaze of the sky.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the spiritual power in Martial Ancestor's body also appeared momentarily sluggish, but before he could recover, he heard a piercing sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded.

When the sound of breaking wind came, Wu Zu's face changed, and he didn't think about it, and his body retreated again. Quickly glanced ahead, an afterimage was like a brute beast that had lost its mind, and it slammed into him with an astonishing wind and power.

The process of impact is the process of collision of martial arts. It's hand-to-hand combat. At this time, Yuan Lin completely used his body as a weapon, which seemed to be nonsense, but he had a chilling spirit.

Moreover, this way is his own way, every part of the martial artist's body is a powerful weapon, and Yuan Lin takes this to the extreme.

Yuan Lin's body finally slammed into Wu Zu's body, and the low voice resounded in the field, making everyone's breath suffocate instantly, Ying Huanhuan in the distance, and even covered her lips with her jade hands, although she knew that Yuan Lin would be extremely fierce once he fought with someone, but this scene still scared her .......

The two bodies, in the moment of impact, the power of the shock, both shot out, the body crashed into the magic mountain, and a trace of hundreds of meters long appeared on the magic mountain, and then it slowly stopped, and the original fierce and terrifying aura became extremely weak at this moment.

Both were seriously injured. Looking at the two figures struggling to get up from the void, they looked indifferently at the blood on the ground, glanced at each other, and couldn't help but tremble a little.

This battle was too tragic...... Wu Zu's body struggled for a moment, but after all, he didn't stand up again, he was facing the sky on his back, covered in blood, his mouth was panting with the smell of blood, and the corner of his eyes was staring at the distance, where a figure was also struggling to get up, but the latter was obviously completely exhausted, struggling for a while, and still couldn't stand up again.

"You can't win against me if you lose both......" Wu Zu tugged at the corners of his mouth, and muttered in a hoarse voice.

"Bang. However, just as his voice fell, the figure in the distance shook its body and stood up tremblingly, blood flowing down from his body, staining the ground red.

Yuan Lin wiped a handful of blood stains on his face, and the sharp pain in his body made him a little dizzy, but he held on and didn't fall, and then turned around, and under those countless trembling gazes, he staggered towards Wu Zu again.

In an uproar, Yuan Lin, who was shaking, picked up the Saint Killing Spear that had been bounced off just now, and then dragged it and slowly came to the Martial Ancestor.

The holy killing spear in his hand was raised, and the blade like fine iron was pressed in front of Wu Zu, and at this time, the thin blood year, a slightly bright but chilling smile rose on his face: "Wu Zu, you lost." Wu Zu leaned against a raised stone and looked straight at the blood year in front of him, although the latter was smiling, but there was a chill in his eyes.

The person in front of him, even Wu Zu's fierce heart, gradually had some cold air emerging. Martial Ancestor stared at Yuan Lin, and after a long time, his eyes finally dimmed, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, he took a breath, and said, "Martial God has really found an amazing inheritor. Yuan Lin smiled.

"After all, I lost the martial arts competition......." Wu Zu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and then his eyes slowly closed, and a voice made Yuan Lin relax.