Lin Yang stood up slowly, staring at his right arm.
At this moment, his right arm had turned golden, and there seemed to be some strange energy swaying in his arm.
Then, this energy released golden light and circled around Lin Yang's arm, like stars spinning, magical and exquisite.
Slowly, the halo dimmed and disappeared. When he looked again, a strange pattern appeared on Lin Yang's arm.
The pattern was like a divine dragon, circling around his arm, but it didn't look like a dragon because its surface was covered with feathers and its head resembled a divine phoenix. No one had ever seen such a creature.
But at this moment, this pattern was madly giving Lin Yang surging and terrifying power.
In just five or six seconds, Lin Yang was filled with extremely rich energy, and his whole person seemed to be sublimated at this moment.
"Twenty drops of spiritual blood means that I have completed the heavenly blood spiritual body! At this time, my physical body is comparable to the innate body! I will be invincible in the world!"
Lin Yang took a deep breath and stared at the person in front of him calmly.
People seemed to see a golden halo in his pupils that was as bright as the scorching sun.
"What did you do? What happened to your hand...?" Tang Tianhao breathed tremblingly and stared at Lin Yang and asked.
"It's the power of the fallen spirit's blood!! I smell the power of the fallen spirit's blood!" An elder shouted out loud.
"What a rich power of fallen spirit blood! How many drops of fallen spirit blood can produce this power? Two drops? Three drops? Five drops? No! At least ten drops or more, at least ten drops or more!" Liu Shifeng's whole body was covered with blood.
Trembling wildly and shouting tremblingly.
At this statement, everyone present gasped and were dumbfounded.
More than ten drops of the power of fallen spirit blood?
How is that possible?
Who in the world can master so much blood of fallen spirits?
Tang Tianhao was also extremely shocked and looked at Lin Yang blankly.
But he quickly came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and said: "So what? No matter how much blood he has, it will be useless! He is already exhausted at the moment, and it will be easy for me to kill him!"
After saying that, Tang Tianhao pulled out the Autumn Water Sword and walked towards Lin Yang.
People stared at Tang Tianhao, and none of them dared to say a word.
Lin Yang looked at him calmly.
"You have to die. If you don't die, where is my prestige?" Tang Tianhao shouted in a low voice, his eyes ferocious, and he suddenly rushed over with a leap.
Whoosh!
His body skills are not as good as Yuan Xing's, but compared to those elders, he is far superior.
The distance of tens of meters was actually shortened in one second. In the blink of an eye, he was standing in front of Lin Yang. The sword of autumn water was like a meteor tearing through the night sky, and it struck Lin Yang's head fiercely.
This sword, with its cold edge, can tear everything apart!
The hearts and eyes of everyone around were affected by this sword.
They are waiting.
Waiting for Lin Yang's reaction.
Waiting to see what moves Lin Yang will use to deal with this sword.
Waiting for him to dodge backwards.
But... everyone was disappointed!
Shocked!
Sluggish!
Because...Lin Yang didn't make any move.
He just stood there, looking at the sword that was coming.
There was no reaction at all.
Just like a wooden man.
"What?"
Many elders lost their voices on the spot.
Even Tang Tianhao was slightly startled, but he did not show any mercy and used all his strength to chop down the sword, intending to tear open Lin Yang's forehead.
only.
After the sword fell...
Bang!
A crisp voice came out.
Then Tang Tianhao felt his arm go numb, and the Qiushui sword seemed to have hit something hard and bounced back.
Tang Tianhao was stunned, looking at Lin Yang in disbelief, and then at the sword in his hand.
He couldn't believe this shocking scene and thought he was hallucinating. He immediately picked up his sword and struck Lin Yang on the head.
This time, the scene was still the same as before.
Bang!
The sword hit Lin Yang's head, causing some sparks to fly out. Then Qiu Shui's sword was shaken back. The huge impact force caused Tang Tianhao to take a few steps back with his sword.
There was silence all around.
The world was stunned.
This horrific sight makes people unable to believe their eyes.
"How is it possible...that I...my sword...can't cut you??"
Tang Tianhao held the Qiushui sword and said blankly.
"Where's the ring?"
Lin Yang stretched out his hand and walked towards Tang Tianhao.
Tang Tianhao trembled all over, hurriedly held his hand and shouted: "The ring is mine! It is mine!"
For this Donghuang Divine Ring, he could even kill Yuan Xing, so how could he hand over the ring?
This is everything to him and represents everything to him. He will never give up everything he has.
But now... Tang Tianhao can't help it anymore.
Lin Yang walked straight over and stretched out his hand to grab him.
"Die!"
Tang Tianhao went crazy and drew his sword and slashed wildly.
Crazy.
Crazy!
The cold sword blade was like a devil's fangs, constantly hitting Lin Yang's body.
However, the results were disappointing.
No matter how fiercely Tang Tianhao swung the sword in his hand, he could not cut Lin Yang's body apart.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang...
The clear sound of sword impact was particularly harsh.
People in the world were frightened and their scalps were numb.
"What...monster is this?"
"Invulnerable?"
"Master Tang's sword...can't actually hurt him?"
"Monster! He is a monster!"
The people of the Donghuang Sect were trembling with fear, their pupils trembling wildly.
Everyone is crazy.
Tang Tianhao also went crazy.
He roared hysterically and swung his sword with all his strength.
But waving... the hand holding the sword gradually slowed down.
He found that no matter how many swords he swung, he could not hurt Lin Yang at all.
This kind of despair made him almost give up resistance.
final.
Click!
A crisp sound came out.
Just look at the sword of autumn water breaking on the spot after a violent impact and breaking into two pieces...
Tang Tianhao looked at the broken sword in his hand stupidly, and stayed in place as if he had lost his soul.
The swords were all broken.
Pleasant, but nothing...
How could this be?
Lin Yang walked up to him and looked at him silently.
Tang Tianhao came to his senses.
He backed away suddenly and shouted tremblingly: "You... don't come over! The ring is mine! The ring is mine! No one is allowed to take it away! Don't come over!"
His face was full of fear, he was so frightened that he shouted, turned around and wanted to run away.
But in the next second, Lin Yang rushed to him, grabbed his hand that was holding the broken sword, then broke his hand and stabbed him in the heart with his backhand.
Poof!
The broken sword sank directly into Tang Tianhao's heart.
Tang Tianhao's body trembled suddenly, then his eyes dimmed, and he vomited a lot of blood from his mouth...
