You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Ah~, He Lin, you deserve to die, you deserve to die, die."

Instantly, Leo's eyes were red, and scarlet flames burned all over his body. Leo stood up slowly, and his whole body was surrounded by scarlet blood.

As if he was a devil from hell, with disheveled hair and scarlet eyes, he stared at He Lin.

"Today, you must die."

After Leo finished speaking, he turned the long sword in his hand and rushed towards He Lin with unmatched momentum.

And He Lin was not frightened by this momentum at all, but sneered.

"He, burning your own life potential in exchange for a little bit of combat power, do you think you can fight me like this? Naive."

He Lin sneered, raised the long spear in his hand, waved it in front of his eyes, and then suddenly rushed towards Leo.

Boom, boom, boom.

In just a few seconds, the two collided hundreds of times, and the terrifying aftermath spread to the surroundings. The two were so fast that the naked eye could not capture their bodies at all.

However, in the repeated collisions, Leo was obviously exhausted and his condition was declining rapidly.

He Lin was getting stronger and stronger, and he had reached his peak condition. Leo was kneeling on the ground like a dead dog.

In the sky, He Lin looked down at Leo on the ground like a god, with a face full of disdain.

"Yes, you have forced out 80% of my fighting power. You are already proud enough. I have had enough fun. Today, I will send you off."

After He Lin finished speaking, he stabbed Leo with a gun.

However, the next moment, a change came, and a black shadow suddenly appeared beside He Lin and stood beside him.

"30,000 luck points, 100,000 luck points, tut tut tut, two treasures, damn, this time I will be rich."

The man was staring at the two with an extremely greedy look.

"Hmm? Xuan Ao? Why are you looking at me like that? This is not a place you can interfere with, get out of here."

Looking at Xuan Ao beside him, He Lin frowned and cursed, he was just a waste in the Demon King stage, if he didn't have a brother in the Demon God stage, he would have killed him long ago.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this voice, Xuan Ao not only did not leave in fear, but stared at him with his eyes.

"Xua Ao, what? Do you want to fight with me? Wait until I deal with this person, then I will play with you."

In the end, He Lin compromised. Although Xuan Ao was a waste, his brother was definitely not his opponent. What's wrong with giving his brother a face?

"Die."

The next moment, Xuan Ao suddenly jumped up, and one hand directly penetrated He Lin's chest. The whole process was so fast that He Lin had no time to react at all.

Looking at the arm on his chest, He Lin looked up at Xuan Ao in front of him in disbelief. At this time, his life was fading quickly.

Logically speaking, a peak cultivator who has passed the tribulation will not die so easily, but there is an extremely mysterious power that is constantly absorbing his vitality, even his soul is rapidly dissipating.

"You are not Xuan Ao, who are you?"

At this time, He Lin finally reacted, and said angrily, and then tried to break free, but it was useless, he couldn't break free at all.

The next moment, in He Lin's unbelievable and unyielding eyes, the whole person turned into a dried corpse and fell heavily on the ground.

After doing everything, Ye Lin withdrew his palm with satisfaction, and got 30,000 luck points.

The most valuable thing is the guy on the ground.

A full 100,000 luck points, good guy, it seems that this guy is still a son of little luck in the world of Tianmo.