Lin Zixuan straightened up, took a deep breath, and looked at Zhao Python with an indifferent face on the other side, his empty eyes clearly completely ignored his existence, Lin Zixuan couldn't see how his cultivation was, but since the two black-clothed people could arrange him to block his promotion path, this person must not be an ordinary person.

If it's a big deal, admit defeat. Lin Zixuan thought secretly.

"Lin Zixuan, please advise."

Hearing this, Zhao Python seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and glanced up at Lin Zixuan blankly, "Zhao Python." ”

Offstage, Zheng Ruqing said softly, "This Zhao python doesn't seem to be right." ”

The chicken leg boy smiled slowly, "It seems that some people are determined not to let Lin Zixuan advance, using this method, hehe." ”

On the stage, Zhao Python's expression was still indifferent, and with a comparison of his right hand, a black gold iron rod slowly rose from his back.

Lin Zixuan looked at the black light and the iron rod, and even the entire ring was submerged in endless darkness, but he couldn't find a trace of fear in his heart, but in the depths of his heart, a different sense of expectation rose.

Behind his unreliable laughter on weekdays, there is also a pride that only belongs to him.

He slowly spread out his palms, and the golden light gathered, forming a golden flame, like a ray of light in the endless darkness, trying to tear through the dark cage.

The audience was silent, the needle drop could be heard, and everyone held their breath and stared. Lu Xinyuan stood in the crowd, but there was a complicated emotion on her cold pretty face on weekdays.

The scorching feeling swept through his body, and Lin Zixuan quietly looked at Zhao Python opposite.

Zhao Python snorted coldly, the black light of the iron rod was flourishing again, and one person and one stick all rose to the sky, and the black light was printed on Lin Zixuan's face, but he couldn't see any expression on him.

I saw the black light Wansheng iron rod in mid-air suddenly turned around, as fast as lightning, and rushed towards Lin Zixuan with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas. Lin Zixuan also immediately greeted him, and the golden light enveloped his whole body, colliding with the black light, like a round of scorching sun in the endless darkness, vowing to tear a gap.

The next moment, in the midst of everyone's stunned, they saw that the two people in mid-air were all flying backwards as if they were seriously injured, Lin Zixuan fell heavily on the ring, only to feel that his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, although Zhao Python also fell, it was also able to stabilize his body, not as serious as Lin Zixuan.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Zhao Python's face was like cold frost, seeing Lin Zixuan fall to the ground, he didn't hesitate, the black light flashed, the iron rod took off again, and ruthlessly slashed towards Lin Zixuan, at this moment, Lin Zixuan's mouth was bloodshot, and he stood up slowly, his face was pale but his eyes were like blood, and he didn't dodge when he saw the iron rod galloping, and above his hands, the golden flame was condensed, and he saw that with a wave of his hands, the flame broke away from his palm and flew towards the iron rod.

In mid-air, the black light obscured the sky, but the golden flames were still dazzling, and the two were entangled in the sky, and the loud sound of each of their collisions was like a thunderbolt in the sky, deafening.

The crowd of onlookers on the square has not changed color, since the beginning of this worship dispute, no competition can be more fierce than today's one, even the one in which Lu Xinyuan competes.

At this time, Lin Zixuan and the two of them had already floated into the air, both of them were in their hands, and they were fully controlled, but Lin Zixuan's state at this time was not good, although his golden flame seemed to have never been extinguished, but Zhao Python's black iron rod was so powerful that it was far beyond his imagination, every time the black light hit him, the meridians of his whole body would vibrate violently, if it weren't for his solid foundation, I am afraid that he would have vomited blood and died.

On the other hand, Zhao Python, there was still no expression on his face, and under his control, the black light became more and more powerful, and gradually began to gain the upper hand in the confrontation between the two.

Over there, Lin Zixuan was bitter in his heart, and Zhao Python's heart here was not as calm as it appeared on the surface, although he had the upper hand in the battle between the two, but the strange golden flame of the other party could never be extinguished in his own suppression, and there was also a faint purification power, and he continued to purify his black light.

Thinking of this, Zhao Python was also afraid that it would change after a long time, his eyes were awe-inspiring, only to see him suddenly bite his fingers, blood flowing in the palms of his hands, and then his hands were closed, his fingers were constantly crossed and deformed, and there were words in his mouth.

This guy is going to make a killing move. Lin Zixuan looked at the black clouds churning in the sky and the wind blowing, and he sighed in his heart, he ...... It's still not strong enough!

The wind, suddenly, stopped and froze in mid-air.

"Boom!" The muffled voice seemed to come from the distant sky, echoing throughout the square.

Zhao Python was high up, staring at Lin Zixuan with scarlet eyes. Pointing forward with both hands, "The giant god has descended!" Mortals are dead! ”

Suddenly, the black light in the sky dissipated, and a figure as majestic as a mountain, with the power of the flood that had sunk over the years, held a huge black stick thousands of feet high, above the sky, and slashed towards Lin Zixuan in the ring.

At this moment, Lin Zixuan only felt that under the giant in the sky, the infinite power was pouring towards him like a surging angry wave, and the huge black stick that was roaring in front of him was like a mountain, making him feel almost out of breath.

For a moment, Lin Zixuan wanted to jump out of the ring immediately to admit defeat, but in the figure of everyone in the audience, he saw Xuan Lao, and his usually kind face was also full of worry at this time, and he saw Zheng Ruqing, who was noisy with him in the past, and he had a rare serious face at this time, in addition, he also saw Lu Xinyuan, on top of that beautiful face, he was not as calm and relaxed as before. She...... Could it be that you're worried about me, too?

"Nine Dragons Star Fire!" In an instant, Lin Zixuan made a choice, instead of admitting defeat with all his heart, it is better to go all out, after all, before the endgame, he knows life and death!

The golden flames kept emerging, and even Lin Zixuan's eyes kept beating with this inextinguishable flame, and in an instant, Lin Zixuan was already a fire man, "Boom!" Above the sky, the black stick in the giant's hand slammed into the burning man's body. The wind was howling, the thunder and lightning were roaring, and the newly built ring was like debris fluttering like a great enemy. Everyone in the audience was affected by this, and they all kept retreating.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, Lin Zixuan was wrapped in flames, but he was still suppressed by the giant to one knee, he could only hear the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, his eyes were blurred, the red blood almost covered his eyes and every organ on his body, every meridian, and slowly, his other knee also fell heavily to the ground.

Really, are you going to lose?

Offstage, Zheng Ruqing looked serious, "No, he can't stop it." This level has surpassed the rules of the ring competition, since this Zhong Qi old dog doesn't care about it, I will personally end this competition! With that, he wanted to fly away. was pulled by the chicken leg boy next to him, "What are you doing?" A little later, this kid might have died here! Zheng Ruqing turned around and scolded angrily.

"Wait!" The chicken leg boy smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, "We all underestimated him, this kid, not to the point where we need to make a move." ”

On the stage, Zhao Python looked indifferently at Lin Zixuan, who was already curled up in the corner, although the golden flame was still beating, everyone in the audience had already seen that it was just the last stubborn resistance.

"You...... Lost! Zhao Python said.

"Huh...... Scold...... It's still early—" The figure in the golden flames laughed, and the laughter seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"Giants fall, mortals die." Lin Zixuan laboriously said word by word, "It's just that between us, you ...... It's that mortal! ”