Chapter 15

Following the second elder's order, the life-and-death battle between Luo Tianlin and Yang Biantai has begun.

"Go to hell." Yang Biantai took the lead in attacking, and he rushed over with the big knife in his hand.

"Vine, bondage."

Luo Tianlin swung the long sword, and the power exerted by the wood-attribute ground-level long sword will be even stronger.

This is not an era of comparing weapons. Finding ways to consume and weaken the opponent before the opponent approaches is the correct way to start the battle.

He is pretending very seriously, he controls his own power in the late king stage, otherwise his strength will be exposed.

Two thick vines rose from the ground, one wrapped around Yang Biantai's left foot, and the other bound Yang Biantai's right foot.

"The art of vines, the Holy Son really awakened the wood spirit root."

"It's a pity, Senior Brother Yang is a fire spirit root, and the vines can't trap him."

A disciple shook his head with emotion.

Sure enough, Yang Biantai, who was temporarily restrained, showed a cold smile, "Holy Son, Holy Son, didn't you ask me what spiritual root I am before the battle begins?"

"This vine can't trap me."

I saw Yang Biantai swinging the knife with his right hand, and a ball of flames condensed on his blade.

Raised the knife with his hand and dropped it, cutting off the vine with one stroke.

Not only that, the flame on the blade also burned all the vines, and soon there was no dust left on the ground.

"If you have any means, just use it."

Yang Bian stood there very complacently, which made Zhu Buru grit his teeth, "This idiot actually wasted such a good phone opportunity to provoke the Holy Son, is there something wrong with his mind?"

But yes, if he had no problem with his mind, why would he trouble the Son of God.

"Oh, really?"

Luo Tianlin swung the long sword in his hand, and his body was covered with emerald green light.

He returned it with one hand, "Wooden Blade, Storm."

Immediately, this piece cut out a sword energy and bombarded Yang Biantai.

Mu Ziyin was speechless, she felt something was wrong, "Tianlin didn't go all out, what was he thinking?"

She had seen Luo Tianlin's Wooden Blade Storm before, but now only one sword energy is obviously not his real strength.

"Is he hiding his clumsiness, waiting for the opportunity to win with one blow?"

The second elder thought to himself, he also saw Luo Tianlin's thoughts.

Mo Chenyuan didn't even bother to look at it, "A few years ago it was already the early stage of the imperial realm, what realm is it now?"

Mo Chenyuan's memory still stays in the time when Luo Tianlin practiced flying in the sky a few years ago, and he doesn't know that Luo Tianlin is already one step away from him at the peak of the holy realm.

As for why Luo Tianlin was able to hide his own realm, he could only regard it as a secret treasure of the Luo family.

Who said that the Luo family and the Mu family are big dogs, and they are so rich.

"That's it?"

Yang Biantai swung his knife and slashed at him, easily repelling Luo Tianlin's attack.

He relaxed his vigilance, and he laughed triumphantly, "It seems that the Holy Son is still incompetent with a high-level spiritual weapon, why don't I give the Holy Son a chance. If the Holy Son kneels down and begs for mercy now, I may Will consider canceling the life-and-death battle with the Son."

"Oh, really?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Luo Tianlin's mouth, and Fang Zhenzhi looked very angry, "Idiot, he can still laugh after being scolded by others, this person is not worthy to be a holy son at all."

"Yes, if the Holy Son falls in this battle, maybe the Holy Son belongs to Senior Brother Fang."

Beside Fang Zhenzhi, a voice spoke with great interest, and that person was Zhu Buru.

"I'm not interested in the position of the Holy Son, and it has nothing to do with me when the Holy Son is. Brother Zhu, don't talk nonsense."

Although Fang Zhenzhi was stupid, he had never intended to kill Luo Tianlin, and he would not take the initiative to take this charge.

"Does senior brother Fang have any feelings for the holy girl? If the holy son dies in this battle, the holy girl can only choose another husband."

This time Fang Zhenzhi was stunned for a moment, he didn't say anything, apparently acquiescing in his heart.

My lady, my gentleman is good.

What's more, Mu Ziyin is beautiful and has an excellent talent.

The third elder's consciousness locked on Zhu Buru, "It turned out to be this insidious boy. The saint beat up his younger brother for the sake of the son. It seems that it is really a revenge."

The third elder thought again: "However, what he said is also true. At the beginning, the Holy Son became the Holy Son because of the Holy Maiden. If my grandson can really be with the Holy Maiden, wouldn't my grandson be the Holy Son?"

The third elder chose to remain silent, and he decided to turn a blind eye temporarily.

A loud "bang" exploded on the test platform, only to see that Yang Biantai was blown away.

"what happened?"

Everyone was puzzled, it seemed that Yang Bian had provoked the Son too much just now.

Immediately afterwards, the Holy Son took out a talisman from the space ring and flew it towards Yang Biantai. Yang Biantai slashed at it with a knife and exploded with a "bang".

With a sound of "dong", Yang Bian fell too heavily to the ground, his face was blurred and blood was spitting out of his mouth.

"Fu, talisman, you cheated."

Yang Bian was very unwilling, he was about to win.

As a result, now Luo Tianlin stepped in front of him and stepped on his face, "What? Is there a rule that you can't use talisman seals? Isn't it true that the brothers and sisters of Fu Zhuan Peak can only sit and wait to be slaughtered when they fight with others? ?”

"That's right, our Fu Zhuan Peak relies on the attack of Fu Zhuan, and the Holy Son absolutely did not cheat."

"That's right, we need to use huge mental power to carve talismans, and it takes a long time to carve a talisman. Why is it cheating to use talismans?"

Luo Tianlin ignored the other party, but turned around.

"You lost. But since I am a kind-hearted son, I don't want your dog's life. Just keep it alive."

Just when Luo Tianlin turned to leave, Yang Biantai's eyes were ferocious, revealing endless killing intent.

The person in front of him was not only invincible, but also stepped on his face in full view.

Yang Biantai now not only wanted him to lose face, but also wanted to kill him.

A ball of flames condensed in his hands, and with all his strength, he raised his claws and tore at Luo Tianlin's neck.

"Not good, Holy Son be careful."

A voice was shouting, just when Mu Ziyin was about to make a move.

Luo Tianlin turned around leisurely, and lightly waved the long sword in his hand.

The earth-level spiritual weapon is extremely sharp, and it seals the throat with a sword.

Yang Biantai's body and head were in a different place in an instant, Luo Tianlin put away his long sword and looked in Mu Ziyin's direction, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Despicable and shameless, the Holy Son even spared his life and sneaked behind him."

"Death is not a pity, such a person deserves to question the Holy Son?"

Mu Ziyin came back to her senses and nodded lightly. She saw the difference from others, "Tianlin was already counted from the beginning, and Yang Bian was too good at attacking, so he was ready to fight back. So this ground-level long sword started from the beginning. It was not used for combat from the beginning, but for lore.”

She looked at Luo Tianlin who was strolling over, "Tianlin, if he didn't kill you, would you really let him go?"

Luo Tianlin shook his head with a smile, "It's just an insignificant ant, not worth mentioning."

In his heart: "Of course it is to find an opportunity to kill, repair, burn, ashes, and serve as a one-stop service for destroying souls."

It's just that you still have to maintain a gentle and kind side in front of your fiancée.

"In the battle of life and death, the Holy Son wins."

The Second Elder came to his senses after a while and announced that he was actually in a cold sweat.

It was a life-and-death battle, even if Luo Tianlin failed to fight back just now, he couldn't make a move.

As long as there is still one party that has not conceded, it can continue to fight, and even if only one party admits defeat and the other party does not agree, the fight must continue.

This is a battle of life and death, a battle of life and death.

Mo Chenyuan's distant voice came, "From now on, talisman seals can be used in the life-and-death battle in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, while other competitions can only use the talisman seals refined by oneself."

He also sighed in his heart, "I still haven't been able to force out his strength, and I offended Zi Yin just now, it seems that we can only let them go out to practice as soon as possible."

"Suzerain Shengming."

Luo Tianlin thought this Mo Chenyuan was interesting, and it was really clever that he couldn't use other people's talismans in normal competitions.

As for the life-and-death battle, it is a desperate fighting method, who would estimate who made the talisman.

However, from today onwards, it is estimated that no one will easily come to Luo Tianlin for a life-and-death battle. To be able to defeat the late stage of the Emperor Realm with one move, at least it is at the level of the Exalted Realm.

Besides, who can guarantee that Luo Tianlin does not have higher-level talismans?
(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like