The rolling power rushed out of his body like a thousand troops, and the fierce energy flow hit wildly, and the sharp feeling exuded by Xue Ling's body rose rapidly like a rocket.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!......

The energy flow slammed into the ring, the ground cracked like fragile porcelain, and Xue Ling, who was at the center of the energy flow, seemed to have a power to destroy the mountains.

However, under this kind of power, Xue Ling's face was extremely pale, and at a certain moment, his steps were shaky, and he almost fell to the ground.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Xue Ling seemed to let out an extremely low roar in his throat, raised his head, and stared at Wu Yulin in the distance with burning eyes, and in his eyes, the edge was surging like a cold current.

"Bang!"

Holding the palm of the Heavenly Thunder War Halberd, with a slight twist, the ripples of power visible to the naked eye splashed out, and in a small cracked sound, there were cracks on the ground under the end of the war halberd, and it was like a long snake crossing the border.

The evil of war, reigning in the world!

Fighting, eight-grade martial arts, the realm of great success.

At this critical juncture, Xue Ling's martial arts entered a new level, and the rapidly increasing attack power made the extended blood vessels and tendons on the surface of Xue Ling's body squirm, and in a wave, he could clearly see the rapidly flowing blood in it.

Opposite Xue Ling, Wu Bailin stared at Xue Ling in the energy storm with a solemn gaze, there was an obvious solemnity and coldness in his eyes, and at the same time, there was also some surprise, it was obvious that at that moment just now, Xue Ling seemed to have suddenly broken through something.

It seems that the comprehension of the war is on a higher level.

But what if you have a war bonus?

The gap in the realm cannot be ignored, and the swastika is broken, and this kind of martial arts has also reached the rank of eight grades, which is not much better than the war.

So, the last person to stand in the ring and win, it must be me!

In Wu Yulin's heart, a strong self-confidence poured out, and at this time, the word "swastika" flowing with golden light on the top of his head was even more brilliant and solid.

"Xue Ling, take my trick and try it!"

Wu Yulin's body straightened, and then the palms of the changing seal method were separated, one hand was pressed downward, and the other hand raised two fingers, volleying out, and above the fingertips, golden light flashed.

"Buzz!"

And with the two fingers, the huge "swastika" suspended above his head trembled slightly, and then burst out, and the golden light formed a ripple tail, which was quickly pulled out from the edge of the word.

"Boom, boom!"

............

The golden light whistled across the sky, approaching Xue Ling quickly, where he passed, the rocks rushed to the sky, the broken stones were thrown into the sky like garbage, and the air waves were whistling in front of him, destroying everything, and in front of the attack, a curved arc of light was formed, bright and dazzling, and it was extremely conspicuous among the smoke and dust and the rocks flying together.

Looking at the rapidly approaching attack, the energy flow whistling outside Xue Ling's body also slowly converged, and then formed a tornado and rushed into the air like a storm.

"Come on, it's time to finish!"

Xue Ling roared suddenly, and the energy flow suddenly roared like a wild horse, and as soon as he held the Heavenly Thunder Battle Halberd, the violent power roared, like a stream of water, which flowed all over his body, and that feeling was extremely powerful, as if a person suddenly gained a power far beyond ordinary people, and was able to collapse the mountains with one punch.

The roar fell, and Xue Ling also rushed out with the Heavenly Thunder Halberd, and under the ring, what people saw was a tornado storm rapidly approaching the golden light "swastika" that was oppressing.

Looking at this scene, there was an extremely strange silence under the ring, and the voices that were still cheering for the monks they supported suddenly disappeared, leaving a pair of eyes full of shock and expectation.

Although the attacks in the ring have not yet collided with each other, the destructive power caused by them is already quite shocking, and these monks know that if they appear in the ring at this moment, the overflowing energy flow will be able to make them suffer a big loss.

The strength displayed by these two people at this moment made many disciples of the Wuzhen Sect feel parched.

Even the powerful monk disciples in the front of the sect were all serious and solemn at this time, looking at the expression in the ring with shock and helplessness.

Wu Yulin, really a person who is difficult to surpass!

Under the shade of the tree, Qin Ruofeng sat on the trunk of the tree sticking out, the shadow fell and covered most of his body, and in the sight of the sun, his black hair danced gently, this scene actually had a special charm. He looked at Wu Bolin's golden light flowing, and his soft voice came out faintly.

In another place, among the many warblers and friars, Shen Aoxue and Feng Wutian were also staring at the ring with solemn eyes, their eyes flickered, they frowned, as if they were thinking about something, but in the end they could only shake their heads helplessly, if it was themselves who faced Wu Yulin's move at this time, the chance of winning was extremely low.

At this time, Wu Yulin was already much stronger than the last time he was compared to the four doors, and the madness that was almost stubborn about force really made him grow rapidly.

Shen Aoxue and Feng Wutian both had a sense of tension spreading out of their hearts, and they also needed to redouble their efforts.

In the midst of everyone's shock, Xue Ling and the oppressed attack, with a "boom", collided together, and suddenly, the entire ring seemed to tremble, and then the golden light flowed, rendering the surroundings into a bright gold.

From a distance, it is extremely beautiful.

Holding the Heavenly Thunder Halberd with both hands, Xue Ling gritted his teeth and resisted the "swastika" attack that was pressing head-on, and the huge golden shadow collapsed, causing the ground below to be destroyed like tofu.

The soles of Xue Ling's feet sank, and the energy flow of his body roared, rolling up all kinds of rocks and fragments generated by the collapse of the ground into the sky.

Bearing the tremendous strength, Xue Ling felt as if he had encountered a strong wind, and at the same time, in the attack, there was actually a splitting force spreading out, and the stones that rushed up in front of him were instantly cut into small pieces, and the cutting place was as smooth and bright as a mirror.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the golden light exploded, the huge golden "swastika" character fell, and the terrifying splitting power burst out, and the space below was directly cut open, and the line formed by the tangent line was also a "swastika".

The smoke and dust burst up, the swastika fell, and the ground continued to erupt into a ferocious shock wave, causing a sense of horror like a hurricane.

And with the fall of this offensive, the entire ring also fell into a state of disorder, the shock wave was raging, and the energy flow was swept away, which was not controlled at all.

This state of chaos lasted for three minutes, and finally calmed down, and at this time, people's eyes were all looking at the center of the ring.

At this time, the results should also appear.

Wu Bolin's figure came into people's eyes, his body trembled slightly, bearing the impact of various shock waves and energy, looking very embarrassed, urging him to dissolve the shattered shadow, and he also reached a rather weak state.

On the opposite side of him, the smoke and dust gradually disappeared, and a messy ground was revealed, and the ruin-like surface of the ring was cut out of a huge "swastika" shape, and the deep ravine was quite shocking.

The smoke and dust almost dissipated, everything in the ring was revealed, and then in the ruins, a figure lay straight in it, holding the Heavenly Thunder War Halberd in his hand, and the pitch-black halberd body was still flashing with a cold black light in the ruins.

Xue Ling fell in the ruins like that, blood flowed on his chest, and his clothes were wet and mottled, and the torn clothes showed a "swastika" shape, and the same was true for the wounds below.

Among them, the flesh and blood of Sen Sen seem to be clearly visible.

After all, it was defeated!

In the East Gate, countless monk disciples saw this scene, and suddenly gloomy, walking here, Xue Ling was still defeated by Wu Bolin, and their expectation of regaining the first place in the East Gate also became an illusion at this moment.

The disciples of the South Gate had their pupils fluttering when they first saw Wu Yulin, and then when they gradually saw the scene in the ring, their faces gradually smiled, and in the end, the earth-shaking cheers suddenly resounded in the Wuzhen Sect Square.

Win!!

This time, the first of the four gates is the south gate.

Wu Yulin looked at the figure lying in the ruins, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was comparable in martial arts, but the gap in rank was unsurmountable.

The person who has the last laugh is not you after all.

However, Xue Ling, a very good opponent, Wu Bolin is quite looking forward to what kind of combat effectiveness Xue Ling will achieve after his strength grows again.

It's over.

Wu Yulin took a breath lightly, this time the four-door big comparison, this time, this is over.

Under the ring, the tsunami-like cheers echoed, and the lively and noisy atmosphere was in stark contrast to the extremely quiet atmosphere in Xue Ling's mind.

However, in this fiery cheering atmosphere, no one noticed that about a foot above the head of the figure lying in the ruins, a gourd paused among the rocks, and then fell down all at once.

"Bang ......"

The low and subtle sound of the gourd hitting the rubble was almost imperceptible, but it was this sound that fell, and the eyes of the figure in the ruins suddenly opened.

Wu Yulin's eyes shrank suddenly, and his body reflexively wanted to dodge, but the black shadow in front of him flashed, and the speed was so fast that his eyes shrank violently, and then there was a little coldness above his throat.

That bit of coldness, as if with the power of imprisonment, an incomparably dangerous aura, spread from that point, and Wu Bolin's tense body slowly relaxed.

The sunlight was projected, and along the cold halberd to the end, a delicate face appeared in front of him.

"I ...... Win!"

Xue Ling held the Heavenly Thunder Battle Halberd, and the tip of the halberd lightly touched Wu Yulin's throat, and with just a slight stab, he could easily penetrate the opponent's throat.

Wu Bolin looked at Xue Ling, looked at Xue Ling deeply, his face was full of puzzlement, under the swastika Xue Ling still had such strength? This is impossible!

Xue Ling in front of him, except for the bloody wound on his chest, did not suffer any other damage, swastika split shadow, eight-rank martial arts, triple condensation realm urged out, that kind of powerful lethality, how could it be just like this??!

However, facts are facts, and it is impossible to deny them here.

Looking at the confusion on Wu Bolin's face, Xue Ling smiled, and then the halberd retreated abruptly, walked to the ruins, and waved his hand to put away the gourd that had fallen into the rubble.

"This is?!"

When Wu Yulin saw this black gourd, his body suddenly shook, and then his face, which had always seemed to be able to shake from nothing, suddenly set off a trace of consternation.

From this small gourd, he felt a strong power of dissolution, but that kind of power was disappearing rapidly, and suddenly Wu Yulin understood something, could it be that the power of his swastika to dissolve the shattered shadow was resisted by this thing?

"You still have such a thing. ”

Wu Yulin looked at Xue Ling and said solemnly.

Without superfluous words, Wu Bolin left the ring, Xue Ling stood alone in the ruins of the ring, looking at the disciples of the Wuzhen Sect who were like a black ocean in the distance, and then looked at the broken ring under his feet, Xue Ling's heart, an incomparably comfortable feeling of relief swept away, directly spreading to the limbs and hundreds of bones, he really wanted to howl loudly, these four big doors, finally over!

"Ahh

"Finally...... Finally ......"

"These four big doors are finally over!"

Xue Lingtian's thunder halberd suddenly raised horizontally above his head, and then the roar that made everyone stunned spread from the ring to all directions.

The three thousand disciples of the Wuzhen Sect under the ring, at this time, were stunned for a moment, they looked at Xue Ling in a daze, and they were a little unable to come back to their senses for his sudden performance.

However, this consternation did not last long, it was deafening, and the cheers that rushed into the sky were resounding, and no matter which door it was, it erupted into rolling cheers.

Oh, yes!

It's over!!

In my mind, a series of lights and shadows emerged, and the tense atmosphere of Simen Dabi, which had been suppressed in my heart, suddenly relaxed completely, and the sense of relaxation that seemed to have been unloaded from a thousand catties of weight was incomparably wonderful.

Before, although they were eliminated, these monk disciples were still affected by the Four Great Sects, and their nerves were also tense, especially after the Temple of Heaven Mountain, that kind of anticipation and fiery emotions filled the whole mind.

"Boom, boom!"

The atmosphere suddenly reached its peak, and the highest competition of the Wuzhen School finally came to an end.

"Xue Ling!"

"Xue Ling!"

“......”

In the east gate, a roar suddenly rang out, and then it seemed to form a trend, in the east gate, more and more sounds followed, and then converged into a huge river of sounds, whistling in the sky.

Countless monks looked at the man in the ring, their eyes were full of brilliance, and there were all kinds of emotions, and in this emotion, there was more of a shock, a monk with no name, at this moment, stood at the peak of the four disciples of the Wuzhen Sect.

And after the shock, the passionate and exhilarating emotions were expressed, Xue Ling's soaring skyrocket, for them, it was a quite inspiring example, many people were already enthusiastic, the whole person seemed to be burning, their minds were tumbling with shocking beliefs, as long as they worked hard, one day, they could also stand in the last ring.

Become the second Xue Ling!

In the past, the four doors were largeMore respect than the disciples at the end of the curtain, and this time, the main thing is the enthusiasm, those who stood to the end in the past, are all the strong people who have been famous in the faction for a long time, and they are not surprised, but Xue Ling is different this time, before he was not famous, almost obscure, but soared into the sky, all the way, although he was not optimistic, but in the end he passed the test and came to the pinnacle position, this counterattack-like sense of blood impact, so that these monks and disciples who are in their flying years, the blood is undoubtedly boiling。

As the deafening cheers ended, Xue Ling also turned around, and then looked at the front of the square, and at this moment, a crisp and incomparably crisp sound of the bell suddenly rang out, and the clear and ethereal sound seemed to contain thousands of mountains and ravines.

"Four-door big competition, the final winner!"

"East Gate!Xue Ling!"

Lang Lang's cheers followed the rumors, and the atmosphere that had been slightly settled became enthusiastic again, especially in the direction of the east gate, and everyone was even more excited, and the most desperate roar broke out.

Walking out of the ring, Xue Ling returned to the east gate under the gaze of many monks, Wei Qianmi took the lead to catch up, and with a flick of his buttocks, he pounced on Xue Ling, and screamed, where could Xue Ling withstand his fat body at this time, and he was immediately put down.

Then, the body flew abruptly.

Below, the flow of people surged, Xue Ling was thrown up by the disciples of the East Gate, fell, and threw it up again, the cheers echoed more clearly in his ears, and Xue Ling, who made the world spin, also had a trace of refreshment in his heart.

This kind of treatment is really good!

Walking to the stone room, cleaning up briefly, changing into clean clothes and coming out, Xue Ling thought about walking to the front of the square, where there would be the last thing he needed to take.

When he walked to the high platform, Yan Nantian and the others had a kind of appreciation in their eyes, but Xue Ling didn't pay attention, just looked at Yuxu Zhenren and Lu Feiyang, and the smile on their faces made Xue Ling really happy.

I did it!

Master!

Brother!

Xue Ling wanted to call it that, but after all, he didn't rush it, this kind of thing is better for Yuxu Zhenren himself.

There is no superfluous nonsense, Yan Nantian made a move in the palm of his hand, and a cyan longbow appeared directly on the palm, which looked like wood, but there was an extremely strange texture that spread throughout the bow body, and the longbow was shining in the sun, and a jade stone inlaid in the center shimmered and luster, crystal clear, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Is this the Jade Death Bow?!"

Xue Ling stared at the longbow, and an indescribable feeling of affection spread from the depths of his heart, a feeling of reunion after a long absence, suddenly opened.

ps: The four-door big ratio is finally over, and Twelve also breathed a long sigh of relief, begging for a ticket, thanks!