Stomping the ground, Zihan was seriously injured and defeated.
With one punch, the body refiner Nan'an was almost killed by Lin Bai's punch to pieces.
These things all happened in one breath, and everyone was frightened out of their wits by Lin Bai's strength.
On the flame arena, only He Yunsheng, Su Min and Zi Qing were left.
The pace of the three of them was a little slower. When they arrived at Lin Bai's flame arena, they found that Zi Han and Nan An had been easily defeated by Lin Bai.
This had to force the three of them to gather all their energy and look at Lin Bai cautiously.
"River Sword Intent!" After He Yunsheng landed, he raised his sword in his hand, and a vast sword intent burst out from his body, like a raging river, sweeping across the world.
A sword flew forward, like a rushing river, unstoppable.
Lin Bai looked sideways at He Yunsheng, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. At the moment when He Yunsheng was about to kill Lin Bai with such a powerful sword.
Lin Bai did not hide or dodge, letting the sword kill him.
The sword intent that was comparable to a river storm hit Lin Bai's body, but disappeared instantly without causing any damage to Lin Bai.
"How is this possible!" He Yunsheng exclaimed and looked at Lin Bai.
Lin Bai said: "I'm sorry, your swordsmanship is frivolous and weak!"
Immediately, Lin Bai raised his hand, grabbed He Yunsheng from in front of him, lifted He Yunsheng by the neck, and lifted He Yunsheng into the air.
The first genius of the Dahe tribe was lifted up by Lin Bai like a chicken.
"Let me go..." He Yunsheng roared with his face flushed.
"Okay, let you go!" Lin Bai sneered, hit He Yunsheng in the abdomen, kicked him out, and rolled down the flame arena in embarrassment.
The moment Lin Bai defeated He Yunsheng.
Zi Qing came at him again, his eyes were piercing, and his fists were like a wolf and a tiger, trying to devour Lin Bai.
"Ant!" Lin Bai glared at Ziqing sideways.
When Zi Qing struck with a punch, and the moment his eyes met Lin Bai's, his expression immediately collapsed, with panic and despair appearing on his face.
Especially when he saw Lin Bai's eyes, there was a strong killing intent.
Those eyes were full of killing intent, dead silence, indifference, domineering, and ruthless...
Bang!
Before Zi Qing's punch could reach Lin Bai, he stopped, looked at Lin Bai in horror and said, "I...I...I give up!"
At one glance, Ziqing was so frightened that she gave up in despair.
Now, only Su Min is left on the flame arena.
After Su Min saw Zi Qing's defeat, he silently took two steps forward, pulled out a sharp sword from his storage bag, looked at Lin Bai coldly and said, "It's my turn now!"
"Don't treat me like they are trash!"
Lin Bai looked at Su Min and chuckled: "I heard you are a warrior from the Jiange tribe?"
Su Min nodded and said, "Yes!"
Lin Bai chuckled and said: "What a coincidence, I also met a warrior from the Jiange tribe before, named Su Ding'an, and I even grabbed a sword from him!"
"Do you recognize this sword?"
While talking, Lin Bai took out a cyan sword blade from his storage bag, and there seemed to be thunder flowing on it.
Su Min took a look and exclaimed: "The king-level spiritual weapon of my Jiange tribe, the Blue Thunder Sword!"
Lin Bai held the Blue Thunder Sword in the player's hand and chuckled, "It seems you do know each other!"
Looking at the Blue Thunder Sword, Su Min's eyes were fiery. You must know that a king-level spiritual weapon is a good treasure even for warriors in the Ascension Realm.
In today's ancient continent, god-level spiritual weapons are only available in one hand, and very few people can obtain them.
As for the imperial weapons, there are only seventy-two pieces.
The remaining ones are all king-level spiritual weapons.
Therefore, even if one has cultivated to the realm of death and adversity, the weapons used most by warriors are still the ultimate martial arts weapons.
Because there are so few king-level spiritual weapons, they are generally in the hands of some important figures within the family and sect.
The Imperial Artifact is a peerless secret treasure of a family and sect. Unless there is a life and death crisis, the Imperial Artifact will never be used.
Lin Bai said softly: "When I took the Qinglei Sword from Su Ding'an's hand, I told him to go back and tell the warriors of the Jiange tribe to send a decent warrior to retrieve it!"
Hearing Lin Bai's words, Su Min was surprised and said: "From what you said, it seems that you look down on this king-level spiritual weapon?"
"Even if you are a boxing cultivator, this is a king-level spiritual weapon after all. Are you willing to return it to the Jiange Tribe?"
Lin Bai chuckled and said, "It's just a king-level spiritual weapon. What's there to be reluctant to part with?"
"I haven't finished what I just said. I asked the Jiange Tribe to send a decent warrior to retrieve it. If the warrior who comes is still so vulnerable, then I will naturally not return the Green Thunder Sword!"
When Su Min heard this, his eyes flashed and he asked: "That means, if I defeat you today, you will return the Blue Thunder Sword to me?"
Lin Bai smiled and said: "The sword is right here. If you have the ability, come and get it!"
Lin Bai stuck the Green Thunder Sword on the ground and looked at Su Min with a smile.
Su Min looked at Qing Lei Sword with fiery eyes.
The Qinglei Sword is a king-level spiritual weapon, and it can also be regarded as a magical weapon in the Jiange tribe.
Among the young generation of the Jiange tribe, only Su Tingzong, the legendary genius, is equipped with a king-level spiritual weapon. Su Min and other geniuses want to get king-level spiritual weapons, but they are not strong enough.
If the king-level spiritual weapon could be recaptured from Lin Bai's hands at this moment, it would definitely become a big killer weapon in Su Min's hands.
Moreover, retrieving the lost king-level spiritual weapon of the Jiange tribe was also a great achievement for Su Minlai.
Thinking of this, Su Min couldn't help but smile, and said: "It seems that God has treated me well. He actually sent a king-level spiritual weapon in front of me!"
"Then I... will accept it!"
Su Min said with a smile, raised the sharp sword in his hand, pointed at Lin Bai and said: "Give me the Blue Thunder Sword, and then you admit defeat, and I can save you from the pain of your skin and flesh!"
"Otherwise, my sword is not for fun!"
Lin Bai chuckled and said: "Come on, let me see how capable the geniuses of the Jiange tribe are!"
"Looking for death!" Su Min's eyes flashed, the sharp sword in his hand was raised, and he rushed towards Lin Bai. The powerful sword power burst out, killing Lin Bai like the power of heaven.
A sword flew out, and nine sword shadows appeared in mid-air. The moment these nine sword shadows spread out, they turned into thousands of sword shadows.
There is reality within the imaginary, and there is emptiness within the reality. It is impossible to figure out which sword is Su Min’s real killing move!
"Blood Shadow Split Divine Sword!"
Lin Bai saw Su Min perform this sword technique and immediately recognized the origin of this sword technique!
"Since you know that this is the Blood Shadow Splitting Divine Sword, you should know that you will be defeated by this sword!" Su Min's eerie voice echoed in Lin Bai's ears!
