Under the attention of all the warriors in the inner gate area, Lin Bai, who fell to the ground, struggled for a long time, then stood up from the ground with the evil wind sword.

Lin Zier's palm shook his whole body and opened wounds, and he was bleeding crazily.

The sharp sword was stuck on the ground, and blood flowed along the hilt, through the sword body, to the tip of the sword, and then flowed to the ground.

"It's Lin Bai!"

"Lin Bai stands up!"

"He... won this duel."

"It's not easy. Really, in such a fierce duel and a battle of geniuses, only one can survive."

"Maybe this is the cruelty of this world."

"Yes, this world is too small to accommodate so many geniuses."

Many warriors looked at Lin Bai with deep fear.

With a first-grade yellow-level martial spirit, he realized the magical power of martial arts in the martial arts pavilion. He was recognized by the agency personnel and was given the heaven-level martial art Fengshen Jue.

In the core area, he fought fiercely against Liu Liang, the third genius of the Fire Palace; and then killed Zhang Qun, the peerless genius on the top 100 list of the inner sect of the Spirit Sword Sect, and defeated Ye Suxin, who had a three-headed dragon eagle.

After experiencing a series of battles, Lin Bai once again created a myth, defeating Lin Zi'er, the proud daughter of heaven who is known as the tallest and most promising in the Shenwu Kingdom for thousands of years.

Lin Bai held his sword and walked toward Lin Zi'er with bloody steps.

Lin Zi'er fell to the ground, with no energy left in her body. Her limbs gradually became cold and her consciousness began to dissipate.

She stared blankly at the sky and murmured to herself:

"I, Lin Zi'er, am a fifth-grade heaven-level martial spirit, a peerless genius in the Shenwu Kingdom for ten thousand years, and the highest-level martial spirit in ten thousand years."

"The saint of Canghai Yuntai Palace, the inheritor of the prehistoric goddess way."

"Master said that I will be like a phoenix, noble and fluttering its wings for nine days. Like a fairy, I will be worshiped by thousands of creatures in the world."

"How could I lose to a loser with a yellow-level first-grade martial spirit!"

Lin Zier roared with anger.

Everyone heard Lin Zier's unwilling roar, and they all secretly sighed with regret.

Arriving in front of Lin Zi'er, Lin Bai lowered his head and looked at Lin Zi'er who was lying on the ground with blood flowing into a river: "Lin Zi'er, you are finally not that aloof and condescending person, with a pair of contemptuous eyes, as if looking at a person.

He looked at me like an ant."

"hehe."

"Remember, don't mess with someone you think is trash in your next life, especially don't mess with a person named Lin Bai."

Lin Bai smiled coldly, stood in front of Lin Zi'er, and slowly raised his sword.

With all his strength, he slashed Lin Zier's neck with his sword.

If this sword falls, Lin Zier's head will definitely be chopped off by Lin Bai.

"It's over, Lin Zi'er may be dying."

"Does Lin Bai really dare to kill the peerless saint of Canghai Yuntai Palace?"

"Haha, brother, you are joking, there is nothing in this world that a swordsman would not dare to do!"

"Have you forgotten? Lin Bai is a sword cultivator, and a sword cultivator will not be afraid of the hatred of any strong man!"

Many warriors saw Lin Bai raising his sword.

They all know that once a sword cultivator draws his sword, he will definitely kill his opponent.

No matter what identity or status the opponent has.

Even if she is the emperor of the dynasty.

Even if she is the darling of heaven and earth.

Even if she is a descendant of gods.

In front of the sword cultivator, kill without fail!

"kill!"

Lin Bai's eyes were fierce, and he slashed down with his sword.

Lin Zi'er stared blankly at Lin Bai's sword strike, but was unable to resist and could only wait for death to come.

"enough!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from between heaven and earth.

The sound came, and a gust of wind immediately blew up in the core area, hitting Lin Bai's chest, and once again knocked Lin Bai's already seriously injured body flying out, and fell dozens of meters away.

Rivers of blood flowed.

"Who? Who took action?"

"Who saved Lin Zi'er?"

"Are there other people besides Liu Liang, Lin Zi'er, Ye Suxin, Zhang Qun and Lin Bai in the core area?"

Many warriors screamed in surprise.

They all looked up.

Above the clouds, I saw a middle-aged man standing on the compass, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the core area indifferently.

Although he has advanced cultivation, he is unable to break the Feng Shen Sect's magic circle and can only attack outside the magic circle.

The compass under his feet is a flying spiritual weapon that allows him to fly in the air in a short period of time.

"Ahem." Lin Bai lay on the ground and looked up at the tall man in the sky.

He stood in the clouds, boundless aura spread out, and an aura that towered over the heaven and earth emitted.

At this moment, he is the king of warriors in the world.

At this moment, he is the master of this world!

"Yes Yes Yes……,"

"Oh my God!"

"he is……"

All the warriors in the inner gate area were so frightened that they could not speak when they saw this middle-aged man.

"It's King Zhao!"

"King Zhao, one of the Ten Kings of Shenwu, the supreme elder of Canghai Yuntai Palace!"

Some warriors recognized Zhao Xiansheng's identity and exclaimed.

"Meet Senior King Zhao."

"Meet King Zhao!"

After all the warriors recognized King Zhao, they all knelt down and worshiped on the ground.

Lin Bai fell to the ground, looked at this majestic middle-aged man, coughed slightly, and sprayed another mouthful of blood from his mouth.

King Zhao looked down at Lin Zier and did not try to rescue her.

"Master." Lin Zier shouted to King Zhao.

Zhao Xiansheng said to Lin Zi'er calmly: "Zi'er, after this defeat, I hope you can remember that there is a sky outside the world, and there are people outside the world. Although your fifth-grade heaven-level martial spirit is powerful and extraordinary, it is not as powerful as yours."

There will be emperor-level martial spirits and god-level martial spirits."

"I hope you learned your lesson."

Zhao Xiansheng said calmly.

"Please remember this, disciple," Lin Zi'er said.

"As for Lin Bai, he is just an ant with a yellow-level first-class martial spirit. No matter how powerful he is now, he can't escape the reality that he is a waste with a yellow-level first-class martial spirit. But you are different, you can be like Phoenix

Just the same, flying noblely above the nine heavens, Lin Bai can only stand in the quagmire, looking up at your figure."

"Do you understand?" Zhao Xiansheng said to Lin Zier.

"Disciple understands." Lin Zier responded.

Lin Bai fell to the ground. Hearing Zhao Xiansheng's words, he stood up with his sword in his arms, looked at Zhao Xiansheng's figure with burning eyes, and roared: "Can it be said that a Huang-level first-class martial spirit is just like that?"

Are you destined to be bullied?"

"Is it true that a first-grade Huang-level martial spirit is destined to be looked down upon by the world?"

"Does it mean that a first-grade yellow-level martial spirit should live in this world like a pig or a dog?"

"I don't accept it!"

"Why!"

"You tell me, why?"
To be continued...