The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

The entire main battle platform has been submerged in the sea of ​​flames, and the flying sword light is continuously waving in it.

Every time, it will definitely cause the entire battlefield to tremble, and everyone's heart will tremble together.

As long as the storm of the great sword in Lin Yuan's hand reaches, the Cang Yan that is clearly enough to burn the black iron will be mercilessly blasted and dissipated by the spiritual pressure.

boom boom boom boom...

The two barren-level spiritual weapons collided violently, causing deafening roars, like two desperate beasts biting madly in the sea of ​​flames.

The faces of the monks of Yan Kingdom changed.

The faces of the audience from the other five countries also changed.

They all looked like ghosts.

Even the elders of Fencangyan Valley showed a bit of panic on their faces and eyes.

In the face of Yan Ren who was exerting all his strength, Lin Yuan, who was clearly in a desperate situation, not only did not retreat, but became more and more courageous as he fought.

He seemed to be a tireless fighting machine, venting his innate fighting instinct regardless of life and death.

Everyone in Jianchao couldn't believe what they saw.

The more you look at it, the more frightened everyone becomes.

The battle platform that was constantly collapsing under the impact of huge pressure, that terrifying spiritual pressure, that terrible roar...

Is this really a battle between two young men?

Yan Ren can do this step, which is still within their acceptable cognition.

As a monk at the peak of the Earth Spirit Realm, apart from Feng Buqi, his spiritual pressure realm is enough to surpass the younger generation of the Seven Kingdoms.

What's more, he is also the number one genius of the Yan Kingdom, who was cultivated by the branch of the Holy Land.

His cultivation and strength, including the spiritual skills used, are all at the top level.

But Lin Yuan is just an unknown monk from the state of Qin, which lacks cultivation resources.

Not only is his realm low, but he is also two years younger than Yan Ren.

And when fighting, he only knows how to use brute force to chop horizontally and vertically, pouring out the spiritual pressure from no one knows where it came from.

It seems that there is no skill at all, but it is so powerful that it is unimaginable.

Those contestants from the Six Nations who had been defeated by Lin Yuan's men were already trembling deeply at this moment.

Among them, some of them were defeated by Lin Yuan in an instant, their faces were humiliated, and they suffered humiliation.

What's more, he was seriously injured by Lin Yuan and lost his qualification forever in the middle of the competition.

In their hearts, they were quite dissatisfied with Lin Yuan, and even had resentment.

But now seeing his true strength with their own eyes, they just realized that for them, Lin Yuan didn't use his full strength at all.

Lin Yuan's true terrifying strength can easily crush any of them!

Even if they want to take their lives, it doesn't take much effort.

All of them felt a bit of fear at this moment, and they were glad that they didn't offend this demon god-like existence.

"This Qin man...is actually so strong..."

On the seat of Yan Guo, a contestant from Yan Guo who had already been eliminated clenched his teeth, with an angry expression on his face.

"Although it is unacceptable, it must be admitted that this Qin man is indeed very strong, beyond imagination and cognition."

Beside that disciple, another contestant from Yan Kingdom took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

"This kind of combat power, which is so violent that it has no bottom, is infinitely close to the power of ordinary monks in the Heavenly Spirit Realm."

"But he is obviously just a cultivator at the Profound Spirit Realm..."

At the seats, countless people from Yan looked at this monk from the remote state of Qin from a distance, feeling extremely uncomfortable and aggrieved.

He was obviously younger than them, and he was ridiculed and despised by them before the game, but he displayed such a powerful strength that they could only look up to.

Just imagine how they, Dayan cultivators, have ever been overwhelmed by the Qin people in the rankings of the previous Seven Kingdoms.

They stared intently at the main arena, with slightly clenched fists and nervous expressions.

They were expecting, expecting that Yan Ren could severely suppress the arrogance of this Qin man for them.

But what these Yan people never imagined was the monk from Qin who had left a deep impression on them.

It will soon bring them another nightmare that is enough to remember for a lifetime.

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On the main battle stage, the turbulent sea of ​​flames had already engulfed the figures of Lin Yuan and Yan Ren.

One could only hear the crashing sound of Reiatsu, which sounded like the roar of thunder, and sometimes sounded in different directions, accompanied by waves of fire surging in the sky.

"Empty the flames!!"

In the wave of fire, Yan Ren swept across with his gun, and the body of the gun gathered flames, and the flames on the entire battle platform boiled violently as if being pulled.

With a loud bang, Lin Yuan was pushed far away by this violent force and landed on the edge of the battle platform.

Everyone finally saw his figure clearly.

Lin Yuan's body was already covered with countless blood holes, as well as black scorched marks visible to the naked eye.

The whole body was bloody and bloody, and those were all the scars left after being pierced by the scorching Cangyan spear.

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His panting was also extremely heavy, his shoulders were heaving violently, and his chest was so painful that it almost burst.

The sequelae brought about by activating the word secret and forcibly opening the forbidden realm have been fully revealed.

Every muscle in Lin Yuan's body was trembling visibly, showing that he was completely exhausted.

The state added to him by the Linzi Secret Office dissipated, the soaring spiritual power was wasted, and the spiritual pressure was retreating at a rapid speed.

His whole state is almost exhausted.

Boom!

With a slight sound, Lin Yuan's back touched the spiritual power barrier on the edge of the battle platform.

With his back against the almost transparent spiritual pressure barrier, he panted with all his strength, trying his best to recover the lack of power as much as possible.

If it wasn't for the great sword of desolate bones by his side, and if it wasn't for the spiritual power barrier behind him, he wouldn't even be able to stand up.

But even though Lin Yuan was at the end of his strength, there was still an unchanging fierceness and determination in his pupils, which meant nothing.

In the center of the battle platform, the sea of ​​fire spread out to both sides, revealing a hollow area.

In the sea of ​​fire, Yan Ren's figure also appeared.

But his state at this time, it seems that it is obviously not easy.

His arms were soaked in blood, and an extremely long and deep sword mark was torn on his chest.

The sternum is clearly visible, which is shocking.

Apart from this most conspicuous wound, other large or small scars can be easily found everywhere on his body.

The muscles and expressions on Yan Ren's face twitched violently under the pain.

The face that was originally evil and incomparable is now distorted, and the five sense organs are squeezed together.

But what was more severe than the physical pain was the humiliation and rage in his heart that almost swallowed his reason completely.

In front of millions of monks, being forced to exert all his strength by a monk in the Mystic Spirit Realm who was almost a full realm away already made him feel extremely humiliated.

But the Phantom of Yang Yan, which he has exhausted his strength, and the Cang Yan, which he is proud of.

His pride and dignity were still completely wiped out by Lin Yuan's sword.

At this moment, Yan Ren's complexion, eyes, and expression were all full of ferocity, looking extremely terrifying.

There was also a murderous aura of extreme anger emerging from his body.

He must use the most cruel and merciless way to burn Lin Yuan down to the point that there are not even ashes left!

Under Cang Yan's support, Yan Ren's feet flew into the air, his eyes fixed on Lin Yuan, and a ferocious sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He slowly raised his arms, his face pale with pain from the scars on his arms.

Cang Yan raised his gun flatly and pointed it at Lin Yuan.

All of a sudden, the sea of ​​flames that were burning fiercely on the battle platform all churned violently as if they were being pulled.

Cang Yan soared into the sky, and all of them gathered in the round of blue sun that was about to solidify behind Yan Ren in an instant.

Just in the blink of an eye, behind him, a huge green sun was completely formed.

The blue sun formed, and the fire wave on the sun disc exploded in an instant, soaring to a height of [-] meters, soaring into the sky.

The flame that seemed to come from purgatory carried a terrifying scorching aura, and the blue light released completely engulfed the sword nest.

The stadium, which was crowded with people and filled with darkness, now turned green.

There were millions of monks in the audience, and everyone's face turned pale blue.

Even the sky completely changed color, as if the end had come.

There were terrified shouts all over the arena.

That round of blue sun slowly moved over the tip of the spear, the blue light was blazing, the air was like a tsunami, and the panic was like a mountain.

Even at a distance of hundreds of meters, the monks around felt as if their bodies were about to be melted.

Even with spiritual power to resist, the entire respiratory tract is scorching hot.

It is conceivable what kind of coercion Lin Yuan, who is closest to that round of green sun, will bear.

This game, which everyone thought would be one-sided, has twists and turns.

Although Lin Yuan had brought surprises time after time, even panic.

But now, it's time to end it.

This round of blue sun condensed by the sea of ​​blue flames, the spiritual pressure has been pushed to the realm of the heavenly spirit realm.

It is simply impossible for Lin Yuan to take over.

If he abandons the battle now, he can still survive.

Otherwise, what awaits him is the fate of being buried in a sea of ​​flames.

As everyone expected, Lin Yuan retracted the barren bone sword, and slowly raised his hands, as if he wanted to give up the battle rationally.

As the first monk in history to break into the top four of the Seven Kingdoms with his cultivation at the Profound Spiritual Realm, he has already created an unparalleled history.

He had fought with all his strength to the last moment, and no one would dare to underestimate him even if he gave up the battle.

But just when everyone thought that Lin Yuan was about to raise his hand to the referee to give up the fight, they saw him suddenly close his eyes.

Lin Yuan's move caught everyone's attention.

Just as Yan Ren on the other side slowly poured the flames of the blue sun onto the gun body, Lin Yuan who closed his eyes also opened his tightly clenched hands.

As he opened his palm, a group of incomparably dazzling golden light exploded from it.

A golden lotus condensed by countless golden spiritual seeds suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Then, from Lin Yuan's right arm, a blazing golden wild spirit spewed out.

As for his left arm, wisps of cyan sword spirits rose slowly.

The azure-gold spiritual flow swayed in the spiritual pressure storm that hit the blue sun.

They are injected into the golden lotus in mid-air from two directions, one left and one right.

Inside the golden lotus, the two completely different spirits seemed to sense the impending collision, and suddenly fluctuated violently.

The moment they came into contact, a thunderous sound erupted from between Lin Yuan's palms.

In an instant, his hands were torn apart by the exploding spiritual pressure, and blood flowed horizontally.

Resisting the sharp pain from his palm, Lin Yuan opened his eyes again.

His right eye was shrouded in a golden aura, while his left eye was shining with a cyan aura.

The two colors of green and gold alternate in his eyes, which looks extremely strange.