Under the gaze of those eyes all over the sky, Cao Biao was shocked, and immediately an extremely fierce wave of spiritual energy swept out of his body.
His spiritual power fluctuation is already above that of a third-grade martial artist!
That level of spiritual power was much stronger than any opponent Lin Zheng had encountered before on Fengshan Mountain!
At this time, Cao Biao's fierce spiritual pressure made Lin Zheng's body feel a little painful.
This Cao Biao has actually reached the level of a fourth-grade martial artist!
There were countless exclamations inside and outside Fengshan Mountain. No wonder Cao Biao was not afraid of Lin Zheng at all. It turned out that he actually had such strength.
Cao Biao stood on the top of the mountain, staring at Lin Zheng with a playful look. The strength of a fourth-grade martial artist was enough to make him invincible.
"I didn't originally plan to kill them all..."
Cao Biaosen looked at Lin Zheng coldly and said, "However, Emperor Qin has an order that you will never be allowed to become a disciple of the Seven Holy Lands, so I must stop you."
Lin Zheng's expression changed slightly. He stared at Cao Biao and said sarcastically: "It seems that you are indeed a good dog."
His voice paused, and then he said: "In addition, I want to tell you... I'm afraid this dog of yours is over, because this time, I'm here to beat the dog. Although I think it's a bit difficult, no matter what No matter what, you dog, I’ve made up my mind.”
Lin Zheng's indifferent voice spread on the mountain top, but it made countless people startled. Even the elders of the seven holy places looked a little surprised.
They looked at the young man strolling in front of them in astonishment. They could not imagine that those arrogant words could come from the young man's mouth.
His words undoubtedly made Cao Biao a target. Isn't this too arrogant? Doesn't he know that Cao Biao has now become a fourth-level martial artist?
Even if his previous performance was extremely amazing, facing a fourth-grade martial artist, there was absolutely no comparison.
"Haha... It's getting more and more interesting." The elders of the Seven Holy Lands stared at Lin Zheng curiously and couldn't help laughing. This young man was simply crazy to the extreme.
Cao Biao also stared at Lin Zheng with cold eyes, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
"Jie Jie..."
Cao Biao laughed ferociously. Lin Zheng's words undoubtedly angered him completely. This guy really did not know how to live or die.
Previously, he just wanted Lin Zheng to retreat, but he didn't expect that the latter would not only not appreciate it, but also speak arrogantly, as if he had been manipulated.
"It seems that you really want to seek death." Cao Biao said coldly.
Lin Zheng stared at Cao Biao and said, "You talk a lot of nonsense."
"Shameless thing!"
Facing Lin Zheng's words, Cao Biao laughed out loud in anger, and then suddenly stormed out. He wanted to beat this kid down first to see if he still dared to be arrogant in front of him. .
Uh-huh!
Cao Biao took action directly, and quietly appeared in front of Lin Zheng as fast as a snow leopard. Without any hesitation, he decisively struck out with a palm, and saw the vast spiritual power roaring out like an overwhelming force, facing Lin Zheng fiercely. It's pouring away.
The strength of his fourth-grade martial artist completely exploded at this moment.
His palm is enough to defeat any opponent of a fourth-grade martial artist.
The ferocious palm wind came overwhelmingly, causing the top of the mountain to collapse. It can be seen that Cao Biao did not have any reservations in taking action.
Facing Cao Biao's palm, Lin Zheng didn't panic at all. He clenched his fists suddenly, his eyes suddenly became cold, and then he punched out.
boom!
In an instant, this punch collided heavily with the fierce palm wind.
Boom!
When the two collided, a sharp sound immediately resounded, and the indescribable spiritual storm spread crazily. Even on the top of the mountain, tiny cracks burst out at this moment.
That kind of collision caused even the elders of the Seven Holy Lands to look away.
boom!
When the spiritual storm spread, two figures suddenly flew out.
Lin Zheng forcibly stabilized his body, then raised his head slightly and looked at Cao Biao with a livid face in front of him.
"You, a fourth-grade martial artist, seem a bit weak."
Lin Zheng smiled faintly and said that although he was only a second-grade martial artist, his spiritual power came from the nerves. Therefore, even if he faced Cao Biao, a fourth-grade martial artist, he would not have much power. gap.
"Isn't it too early to say this now?" Cao Biao smiled mockingly, but his face became more and more ferocious. Then he waved his big hand suddenly, and saw vast spiritual power sweeping away. A dark black sword appeared in his hand. The long sword was completely black, and the blade exuded a ghostly aura. At the tip of the sword, there was a black flame, which looked a bit breathtaking.
As soon as he held the black flame sword in his hand, Cao Biao's strength also skyrocketed. When the blade shook, a harsh sword sound resounded, and black light swept across, as if it was about to destroy the world.
Uh-huh!
Cao Biao's figure suddenly rushed out, as fast as lightning, and the black flame sword formed a little sword light, and all of them were slashed towards Lin Zheng, and a murderous aura swept away.
Lin Zheng did not dodge or evade, and activated all his nerves to the extreme, and actually resisted all the countless sword lights.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The fierce confrontation between the two suddenly sparked, and every time they made a mistake, an astonishing spiritual storm would erupt, causing the surrounding air to collapse.
Neither of them showed any mercy, they were completely desperate, which was extremely eye-catching.
Countless people's eyes were fixed on the two figures fighting fiercely. The two of them attacked and defended each other. Their moves were deadly, but it was always difficult to hurt each other.
There was a look of surprise in some people's eyes at this moment, because they could see that Cao Biao, who was holding the Black Flame Sword and whose strength had soared, still did not have any advantage.
Regarding this point, Cao Biao was also a little angry, so his eyes became colder and colder. He stamped his feet and rose into the air. The black flame sword in his hand burst out with black light, and a sound of the sword sounded.
"Black flame sword, soul-breaking!"
Black light swept across, and a thousand-foot-long black light shot out from the sword, shooting towards Lin Zheng crazily in an unstoppable manner.
"Go to hell!" Cao Biaosen's cold voice resounded throughout the world.
Lin Zheng raised his head. He looked at the oncoming black light. There was also a cold and stern look in the depths of his eyes. He took a deep breath and formed a seal with his palms. On his body, Golden light began to bloom little by little, as if it were made of gold.
At that moment, a terrifying aura emanated from Lin Zheng's body.
Lin Zheng's eyes were full of coldness, and a faint voice came out of his mouth.
"All the nerves, all the light of the gods."
