You have a good chance, I accept it.

"break."

Lonely Feng looked at the huge golden palm print above his head, then gritted his teeth and swung his sword.

The next moment, an extremely terrifying sword light appeared. The sword light was like the dawn before dawn, dispelling all darkness.

As soon as the sword light came out, the sky and the earth were eclipsed by it.

boom.

The terrifying sword light struck the huge palm print, and a loud bang was heard, and a crack appeared in the center of the palm print.

With a sound like breaking glass, the entire huge golden palm print shattered inch by inch like glass, eventually turning into fragments and dissipating in the sky.

"call."

Seeing this, Lonely Wind took a slight breath, but before he could recover for a moment, a terrifying dragon roar sounded in front of him.

"Die."

Qin Hua's face was full of madness, and the tip of his spear kept spitting out sharp edges.

"Damn it."

Lonely Feng cursed secretly, and his immortal power surged again. Just when he was about to take action again, a bloody figure appeared silently in front of him.

"Leave this to me."

The blood-colored figure said lightly, and the next moment, a sword energy shining with the ultimate golden light rose into the sky, directly smashing the golden dragon phantom.

"Your opponent is me."

After Ye Lin finished speaking, he made a move with his right hand, and the white cloth behind him shattered, and the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword appeared in his palm.

The sword of Emperor Shang's Blood Drinking Sword is even more entangled with golden and red light, which looks extremely evil.

"Where did you come out of nowhere?"

Qin Hua quickly distanced himself from Ye Lin and said solemnly.

In front of him was a strong man, an absolute strong man.

Qin Hua's face was extremely solemn, and his intuition told him that the person in front of him was definitely a genius who was not weaker than him.

You can tell just by how easily he was able to repel him.

"Blood evil."

Ye Lin said calmly, and rushed forward with the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword in his hand.

"Haha, Qin Hua."

Qin Hua laughed loudly, then kicked the spear and disappeared instantly.

"Who said I have no one in Beizhou?"

Hearing Ye Lin's self-registered number, Lonely Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then his figure instantly arrived in front of Wen Xin.

He pointed his sword towards the heart and said with an extremely arrogant expression.

"It's funny that there are people who are not weaker than you in Beizhou. It's really funny."

Wen Xin showed a kind smile and his face wavered slightly.

Originally, they were about to capture Lonely Wind, but they didn't expect that a peerless genius who was no weaker than them would actually come out halfway.

But so what? This game is already a must-win game, even if anyone comes, it will be useless.

"Donor, let's do it once."

Taking action without any fear is what gives them the confidence to be extremely talented. Their pride, talent, and status do not allow them to retreat.

Not to mention just one blood evil coming, they were not afraid even if there were ten blood evils.

Either you don't take action, or if you take action, you have to run for your life.

Either life or death.

"Hahaha, what a bloody evil spirit, so powerful."

Qin Hua put his slightly trembling right hand behind his back and laughed.

He was extremely arrogant, as if he didn't care about anyone.

"You're not bad either."

Ye Lin held the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword and smiled slightly.

"I respect my opponent, especially an opponent who deserves respect."

"So next, you have to be careful."

Qin Hua suddenly looked serious. With a random wave of his hand, the golden spear in front of him shattered instantly. With the golden dragon's mournful roar, the huge dragon body instantly dissipated between the sky and the earth.