Lu Jingzhi knew very well that the other party was very powerful and did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest. He quickly activated the spiritual armor and treasure armor on his body and wrapped himself tightly to guard against possible attacks.
Then, he took out the sixth-level black tassel spear without hesitation, holding it tightly in his hand, and his whole body exuded a cold murderous intent.
At this moment, Lu Jingzhi and Yang Jinchao stood face to face. The atmosphere was extremely tense, and a life-and-death battle was about to begin.
…
Lu Jingzhi held a spear in his hand, the tip of the spear flashing with a cold light, the spear body was slender and straight, exuding an unstoppable power.
He took a step forward and swung his spear. The tip of the spear was like a ferocious poisonous snake, piercing towards Yang Jinchao with lightning speed.
However, facing this sudden attack, Yang Jinchao just sneered and easily avoided the shot by turning sideways.
At the same time, he swung the long sword in his hand violently, and the blade collided violently with the gun body, making a crisp collision sound.
"Hmm..."
The next moment, Lu Jingzhi only felt a terrifying sword energy coming at him, which instantly cut through his skin and splattered blood everywhere.
He involuntarily retreated dozens of meters before he could barely steady himself.
However, he did not panic, but immediately mobilized the magnolia in his body to heal the wound.
At this moment, two figures appeared in the audience. They were wearing cloaks and their faces could not be seen, but they exuded a gloomy aura.
One of them asked, "Have you seen that man?"
Another person laughed sinisterly and said, "Hehehe... I see, it's actually Magnolia. Looks like this is an unexpected gain."
At this moment, Yang Jinchao saw that his wound was healing at an astonishing speed, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.
He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and sneered: "Interesting, if I cut off your head directly, can you still recover?"
Hearing this, Lu Jingzhi's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "Oh, if you have the ability, come and get it."
"If you don't have the ability, then shut up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly drew his spear and launched another attack, thrusting it towards Yang Jinchao like a violent storm.
However, Yang Jinchao's figure was as agile as a ghost, and he moved easily among the gun shadows.
The sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, constantly dissolving his attacks.
"Your gun intention is not good enough!" Yang Jinchao suddenly sneered.
Immediately afterwards, his sword was wrapped in a layer of white sword energy, and he launched a sudden counterattack. Several sword lights cut through the air and slashed towards Lu Jingzhi.
"The gun comes out like a dragon."
Lu Jingzhi stabbed out with a gun.
The spear intent and mysterious energy condensed into a red dragon head, stabbing towards the several sword lights.
However, when the dragon head encountered the white sword light, it was like turned into white tofu and was cut into pieces in an instant.
"not good!"
His face changed drastically, and just as Yang Jinchao's sword was about to slash towards his neck, he suddenly blocked it with his gun, preventing the fatal blow.
At the same time, he jumped back, widening the distance between him and Yang Jinchao.
With a "clang" sound, sparks flew from the gun.
He flew backwards again, the tip of his spear touching the ground, creating a gap in the arena before he could steady himself.
"Oh my! Your head almost fell off. What a pity!"
Lu Jingzhi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, his heart pounding. If he hadn't reacted quickly, his head might have fallen to the ground.
The black tasseled spear was filled with red mysterious energy, and one could even faintly smell the scent of blood.
His long hair turned blood red and fluttered in the wind, and his whole aura became a little colder.
"Sweep away the enemy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jingzhi stepped out like lightning with a spear in his hand and swept it towards Yang Jinchao's neck.
He held the sword with both hands and blocked it horizontally, but his arms were numb from the shock of Lu Jingzhi's strength.
"Okay, I'm quite good at it."
"In that case, let's decide the outcome with one move."
As he spoke, Yang Jin stretched out his right hand and cut his palm hard. Immediately, blood dyed his palm red.
Then he grasped the hilt of the sword with his bleeding hand, letting the blood flow onto the blade. The originally sharp sword intent now shone even brighter, even with a hint of blood.
He raised the sword in his hand high above his head. At the same time, an extremely sharp sword intent gushed out from the sword, as violent as a volcanic eruption.
Lu Jingzhi put away his spear and extended his index finger. The red mysterious energy condensed in his index finger, flashing a dazzling red light in the dim venue.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of figures split from his body and surrounded Lu Jingzhi. Each figure was waving a long sword and was very aggressive.
Yang Jinchao shouted coldly: "Wuji Sword Technique!"
As he finished speaking, dozens of figures swung their swords at the same time and stabbed towards Lu Jingzhi.
"Sky Finger!"
Lu Jingzhi let out a low shout, and a red light shone everywhere. A huge finger fell from the sky and landed on the arena.
In an instant, the entire arena turned red, like a sea of blood.
There was a loud bang.
A terrifying energy storm was released from the No. 3 arena, tearing through the air and everything.
The chief palace officer arrived in an instant, unleashing the strength of a six-star Sky Realm.
He stretched out his hands, then clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the overflowing energy storm.
When the energy dissipated, the center of the arena was in ruins, and a huge pit several meters deep came into view.
The originally noisy audience seats fell silent at this moment. No one expected that Lu Jingzhi's finger would be so terrifying!
On the field, Yang Jinchao was lying on the ground with his body charred black, his life or death unknown.
But Lu Jingzhi had disappeared and his whereabouts were unknown.
After Miaomiao reacted, she used the loudspeaker to say, "This game is really exciting."
"If number seventy-eight can still appear and stand up, then the winner will be number seventy-eight."
"And if they are still missing, the winner will be contestant number one."
"Ten, nine, eight... three, two."
When Miaomiao counts to two...
"I'm here! I'm fine!"
Just in front of the big iron gate, a man in black stood there with his back straight.
The spotlight focused on him, and he was wearing a mask, his clothes were tattered, and there was a sign with the number 78 on his chest.
"Then let us congratulate No. 78 for entering..."
Yang Jinchao got up from the ground in a panic and interrupted Miaomiao, "I don't accept it!"
"How could a small Xuanling Realm possess such a powerful force!"
"He cheated!"
"He cheated!"
Suddenly, Lu Jingzhi's eyes became clear, and the fiery aura on his body gradually subsided.
He walked a few steps to Yang Jinchao, but did not hit him. Instead, he took out a camera and placed it in front of him.
When Yang Jinchao saw the photos inside, his eyes widened in disbelief.
“This…what is this?”
Lu Jingzhi leaned over and said,
"Look carefully, who is that woman lying on the sofa?"
"Who is the man behind the woman?"
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