"Do you really think that I can't sanction you?" He Leng looked at Lin Zihan and looked at Lin Zihan, who was high above, with a cruel look in his eyes.

Looking at each other, Lin Zihan was a little flustered, He Leng's gaze, like a beast, wanted to bite Lin Zihan to pieces, that kind of cruel gaze, like a beast that pounced on a lamb.

Lin Zihan didn't know that he had just easily killed those Holy Radiance Attendants, and he had also easily injured Si Kaidi, but why did He Leng look more warlike.

At this time, Lin Zihan, looking at He Leng in front of him, couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart, at least the attack that he had just looked effortless had also consumed a lot of his strength.

"What other tricks do you have, just use them~!" Lin Zihan clenched the dragon blood sword in his right hand, and the blade of the sword waved, pointing at He Leng who was standing in the rain.

He Leng stood among the shattered ice, standing among the frozen corpses, the rain falling from the sky, washing away the ice that was as tepid as stones.

"Heavy Rain ~ Ice Spike ~"

The frost thorn in He Leng's hand waved, and a cold breath burst out from the tip of the spear, and the cold air passed through the rain curtain, passed in front of Lin Zihan's body, and directly pierced Lin Zihan's body.

A cold air passed through Lin Zihan's body.

An ice flower slowly bloomed from his chest, and at Lin Zihan's chest, the frost condensed, producing a crystal clear ice flower.

The body was blank, Lin Zihan looked down at his chest, the position where the ice flower bloomed happened to be the location of his heart, and after the cold qi submerged into his body, he accurately found Lin Zihan's heart.

The cold air flowed down Lin Zihan's blood, infecting Lin Zihan's whole body, and the moment the ice flower bloomed on his chest, Lin Zihan's whole body fell into the ice cave.

Then, Lin Zihan felt that the rain falling around him also turned into ice needles, falling into his body, piercing his skin, and making the blood under his dragon scales flow more and more slowly.

"This feeling ......" Lin Zihan understood that if it was only He Leng's strength, it would not be enough to make his situation so difficult with just one move.

Turning his head to look back, Lin Zihan saw the person he least wanted to see.

"Sang Mo......?" Lin Zihan's lips were also covered with a layer of frost, and his teeth chattered and said the name, the name that made Lin Zihan almost lose his life.

……

"Not good~!" On the hill in the distance, Chen Ling saw Sang Mo who suddenly appeared, the figure that suddenly appeared on the battlefield, Chen Ling knew that the person who came was not good.

"He is Sang Mo, the man who made Lin Zihan lie in the ward, this time ......" Chen Ling turned his gun and moved it from He Leng's body to Sang Mo.

It's just that when Chen Ling wanted to aim and lock on Sang Mo, Chen Ling suddenly felt that there was a fog in front of him, and a golden flash appeared in the scope, and he couldn't completely lock Sang Mo's position.

……

"There, a sniper rifle, a sniper rifle that is enough to kill an S-class beast on the spot, is aimed at my head, but unfortunately, under Shengjin, he can't see me clearly~!"

Sang Mo said, his body was covered by a golden battle armor, with a golden luster, under the refraction of the rain, even if Lin Zihan was so far away, he felt that Sang Mo's phantom appeared in front of him, and he saw several figures.

"Holy Gold ~Shade~"

Sang Mo's right hand slowly raised, and his fingers lightly tapped the raindrops in front of him, accompanied by a golden light, and in this rainstorm world, all the raindrops suddenly stopped.

Even if it fell into the stagnant water and splashed the raindrops, it suddenly stopped, half of the raindrops fell into the water, and half of them were still above the water, and a vivid-looking splash was about to bloom.

"The ability of the realm ......" Lin Zihan knew very well what level of power the power released by Sang Mo behind him.

I haven't seen him in such a short time, he is growing, he has been given high hopes by Shenghui, and Sang Mo, who has been given high hopes by Sang Yan, is also growing, and even growing faster than himself.

"Originally, I wanted to fight you fairly, but you are too strong and too terrible, for the sake of Shenghui's efforts over the years, I can't take risks~!"

Sang Mo looked at Lin Zihan and said with some conceit, after all, for Sang Mo, the dragon in front of him is the fierce enemy of his life, and he is also the enemy entangled in his fate.

Just like the fatalistic enemies of Sang Yan and Lan Luoran, Lin Zihan and Sang Mo are also destined to be old enemies.

"Hehe......" Lin Zihan didn't reply, just smiled coldly.

"Why was the oppressive aura of this holy gold a little familiar to me at that time, since I had already done it, why did I have to find some reason?" Lin Zihan smiled contemptuously, but still chose to despise Sang Mo who appeared.

The battle armor flipped over, and the golden armor on Sang Mo's body, one after another, the holy gold breath was transmitted in the rain, like ink dripping into the clear water, slowly spreading out, dyeing all the pools of clear water.

"Don't worry, I only want your life, and I won't hurt other people's ......" Sang Mo said, in his right hand, golden light condensed, and a long sword immediately appeared in his hand.

The blade waved, and the silk threads of the holy golden aura trembled, and a golden blade fell on Lin Zihan's back.

The golden blade fell, leaving a clear knife mark on Lin Zihan's haunting bone wings, but that knife mark pierced the blood qi and exuded a golden luster.

The blood around the gold is wrapped, and it looks a little more bewitching.

Lin Zihan's body also fell to the ground under this golden blade, falling in front of He Leng's body, and falling among those cold corpses.

The body fell to the ground, the bone wings behind Lin Zihan trembled and let out a wail, and the bright red dragon scales on his body also dimmed a lot.

At this time, Lin Zihan was almost lying on the ground, his knees bent hard, and his arms pushed his body up.

Shengjin's suppression of dragon blood, although it will not be 100% suppressed, it also greatly weakens the power of dragon blood, making Lin Zihan, who was originally full of strength, a lot more discouraged.

He Leng lowered his head, looked at Lin Zihan who fell at his feet, and paced in front of Lin Zihan, the frost thorn in his hand was raised, and the tip of the spear provoked Lin Zihan's jaw.

"Weren't you still very arrogant just now?" He Leng said in a deep voice, with a mockery in his tone, more of an embarrassed mockery of Lin Zihan.

"......" Lin Zihan didn't speak, just let the cold tip of the spear slide down his jaw, to his Adam's apple, and to his chest.

……

"Chen Ling, why don't you shoot yet~!" Behind Chen Ling, an urgent question suddenly sounded, Chen Ling was confused because he couldn't lock on to Sang Mo because of his expression just now, and he kept trying, his nerves were tense, and he didn't even notice that someone was coming behind him.

Lu Fu stood behind Chen Ling, looking through the binoculars at everything that was happening in the station.

"Lu Fu, why did you come back, didn't you let you withdraw with the Black Yao Army?" Chen Ling looked at Lu Fu behind him in surprise, and what shocked Chen Ling even more was that behind Lu Fu, there were more than thirty people in Hei Yaojun.

"The Black Yao Army has been transferred, and I'm just a patrol patrolling here." Lu Fu explained that before coming here, Lu Fu had thought of a rhetoric, a statement to himself and a statement to Wang Qin.

Chen Ling looked at the soldiers behind Lu Fu, that was the most elite existence of the Black Yao Army, and even seven or eight of them should be at the level of the captain of the action team, who had ever seen an officer as a small soldier in a patrol.

"......" Chen Ling didn't know how to thank Lu Fu for a while, at least this Lu Fu, who didn't seem to be very good with Lin Zihan, still thought about Lin Zihan in his heart, and like himself, he regarded Lin Zihan as a friend.

"Are we going to make a move?" Lu Fu looked at Lin Zihan, who was knocked to the ground, and did not rush to make a move in his heart.

Lu Fu is not a fool, Lin Zihan actually said that he would let Hei Yaojun evacuate, it is obvious that the opponent who appeared is not something that Hei Yaojun can deal with, if Lu Fu makes a rash move, he will only be sent to the door.

What's more, Lu Fu didn't believe that Lin Zihan would be so vulnerable.

"I don't know, Shengjin has a great control over dragon blood pressure, and Lin Zihan has a hard chance of winning in the face of Sang Mo, who has similar strength." Chen Ling watched everything that was happening inside the station.

"Since he told us to evacuate, there should be other means." Lu Fu looked at the direction of the battlefield, and he always felt that Lin Zihan still had a back hand.

……

"Finished?" Lin Zihan raised his head arrogantly, even though his body was being pressed by the pressure brought by the rain at the moment, and he couldn't move.

With Sang Mo's blow just now, the power of the Holy Gold penetrated through Lin Zihan's heart and lungs, and the dragon blood power in Lin Zihan's body was annihilated in an instant.

"Yo, do you still want to get up?" The frost thorn clenched in his right hand and fell to the ground suddenly, and the rain became more rapid, and the power in the rain also made Lin Zihan's body and the stagnant water on the ground have a more intimate hug.

Sang Mo just watched from afar, holding the Sword of Saint Gold in his hand, a weapon that was born to suppress the Dragon Clan.

Sang Mo was a little unbearable, at least he didn't think that He Leng should humiliate his opponent like this, this was not like the rumored Fifth Elder, the cold-faced boy who was clear and jade.

Si Kaidi dragged his tired body and walked towards Lin Zihan, and he also wanted to vent the pain of his broken arm.

"Don't forget, I have another identity~!" Lin Zihan's voice squeezed out from between his teeth, and he was trying his best to support his body to cope with the coercion that fell on his body.

Hearing Lin Zihan's voice, He Leng was just stunned, and then the chill that suddenly swept in, the kind of chill that made He Leng suddenly frightened, emanated from the spine behind Lin Zihan.

The bone wings dissipated, and in their place was a spine that radiated a frosty blue sheen, a frosty blue like ten thousand years of ice.

The frost-blue luster was far purer than the frost thorn in He Leng's hand.