After the divorce, Leng Yan’s CEO kneeled down and begged for remarriage.

"Ling'er, don't be impulsive!"

"It's not to the point where you need to sacrifice yourself to save me!"

Lin Yue said with a hoarse voice.

"Master, you saved my life!"

"Although you and I have only been together for more than half a year, to me, you are like a family member."

"I will never just watch you fall into danger and ignore it, even if it costs my life!"

At this time when her life was at stake, Lan Ling'er couldn't care less.

Her eyes were filled with tears and she had a death wish.

"Okay, little girl, you'd better remember what you said!"

"Before I die, I will ask you for the life I lost!"

Aunt Ma gave Lan Ling'er a meaningful look.

Then, she took out a dagger from her waist and cut her finger.

Under the gaze of Lan Ling'er and others, she quickly carved a Bagua formation on the ground with her own blood.

"Use my blood to draw the energy of heaven and earth to activate the formation!"

As Aunt Ma finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Wisps of brilliant light emitted from the Bagua array, and then converged into a ball of light containing rich spiritual energy.

"go with!"

Aunt Ma pointed at Lin Yue, her tongue bursting with spring thunder!

"Whoosh!"

The Lingyuan light ball instantly sank into Lin Yue's body.

The spiritual energy in his body that had been exhausted quickly recovered.

The water and fire spirit beads, which had been oppressed by the Juntian Sword, also glowed with dazzling light again.

Not only that, after Aunt Ma used the power of the magic circle to activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the Wuhou feather fan and the Qiankun chessboard in Lin Yue's hands seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and they also glowed with strange light.

At this moment, four treasures containing spiritual energy gathered in the hands of one person, just to compete with the Juntian Sword, an unknown and mysterious weapon.

"Whether the situation can be broken next depends on Lin Yue's own abilities!"

Aunt Ma's eyes were as bright as fire and she had a lot of meaning.

With her cultivation, she could clearly sense that under the blessing of the Four Spirits, the spiritual energy in Lin Yue's body was like a rolling Yellow River, endless.

It actually temporarily suppressed the curse power in the body.

Even Lin Yue's cultivation showed faint signs of breaking through to the divine martial realm.

The time has come for the outcome of this battle to be announced.

"How could...how could this happen?"

"He is clearly in a desperate situation, how could he possibly make a comeback again?"

Zhao Ju looked at Lin Yue, who was standing not far away with his head held high, with horror and shock in his eyes, and whispered.

In this situation, let alone him, even if it were the Martial Ancestor of the Zhao family, he would probably be driven crazy by Lin Yue.

This man is like a weakling who cannot be beaten to death.

No matter how many means you have, no matter how strong your backhand is, as long as you can't kill him at once, he will directly reverse the situation.

Despair, deep despair enveloped Zhao Ju's heart.

"Brother, it's too early to give up now! In my opinion, the boy named Lin won't last long."

"Besides, he can barely withstand the erosion of the Juntian Sword now, and he doesn't have the ability to fight back yet!"

Zhao Shi saw his eldest brother's expression of despair and quickly spoke out to comfort him.

Zhao Ju is the backbone of their brothers. If he falls, the remaining four will be nothing more than a pile of sand.

"Second brother, you are right, we still have a chance now."

"The Juntian Sword still has the absolute upper hand, we just need to wait for the right time to take action!"

Zhao Ju swept away his previous decadence and said with an excited expression.

"I'm afraid you won't have this chance!"

But in the next second, a voice as cold as a seduction order sounded.

Then, Zhao Ju was greeted by a fist as big as a casserole.

It turned out that Zhao Qikang attacked and killed several people while they were talking!

"boom!"

His fist hit the already injured Zhao Ju's head hard, and blood poured out in an instant, staining his old face red.

"You... you... stabbed someone in the back, what kind of gentleman do you think you are?"

Zhao Ju covered his head and angrily scolded Zhao Qikang with blurred vision.

"I'm just a rough guy. I don't care if I'm a gentleman or not!"

"What I want to do now is beat you old immortals to death!"

Zhao Qikang grinned and punched again.

This time, he used 70% of his strength and prepared to blow Zhao Ju's head off with one punch.

"Om..."

Perhaps sensing Zhao Ju's crisis, the Juntian Sword that was originally confronting Lin Yue suddenly turned and flew towards Zhao Qikang's back.

"Big guy, be careful!"

Catherine couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw this, her blue eyes filled with fear.

"Hmph, even a piece of broken iron dares to be so arrogant. Let your Grandpa Zhao come and meet you for a while!"

Zhao Qikang, who was supposed to be stabbed in the back, suddenly dodged at the last moment.

Although his body is burly, his speed is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Moreover, the reaction power is dozens of times that of ordinary people.

Today, Zhao Qikang is no longer Wu Xia Amen. After receiving feedback from the battle formation, his cultivation has reached the level of a great master.

Even if he faced the Juntian Sword, a mysterious soldier with its own ominous aura, he still had the courage to fight.

"Shh!"

As if sensing Zhao Qikang's strong fighting spirit, the Juntian Sword suddenly trembled with excitement.

Then, the black light flourished, and the sword turned into a meteor from the sky, piercing the void and attacking Zhao Qikang.

"Hey!"

Facing the fierce sword light, Zhao Qikang did not retreat but advanced. The energy in his body condensed into one force. As the white tiger shadow roared behind him, he punched out fiercely.

Tigers roar in the forest, and all beasts surrender!

The power of panic is like the shining sun!

The five elders of the Zhao family who were closest to him were all frightened by his pressure, unable to resist the subconscious movements of their bodies, and they all fell to the ground.

At this moment, the five of them finally understood what it meant to be bullied by a dog.

In the past, Zhao Qikang was just a little person they could crush to death with one hand, but now he was a being who could make them kneel involuntarily with just his coercion.

Of course, most of the reason for this is that these five people are now seriously injured.

Ninety percent of his tenth success rate has been reduced. Not to mention that Zhao Qikang has not improved his cultivation level. Even if he had done it before, he could still handle a few people.

However, they understand that when this time comes, they feel extremely aggrieved.

At the same time, the malice towards Zhao Qikang also reached its peak.

"Jun Tian Sword, kill him for me!"

Zhao Ju's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he reluctantly used his own thoughts to make contact with the Juntian Sword.

"boom!"

The response of the Juntian Sword was to increase its power again.

The black light struck, like hundreds of evil ghosts from hell roaring ferociously and shrouding Zhao Qikang.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Zhao Qikang seemed to have entered the ghost world.

It was pitch black before his eyes, and the shrill wails of hundreds of ghosts echoed in his ears.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

But in reality, what everyone saw was completely different.

Zhao Qikang, who was originally so majestic, felt as if his whole soul had been pulled away in an instant under the pressure of the Juntian Sword's sword light, and he stood there in a daze.

Even though the tip of the Juntian Sword was slowly approaching his throat, he didn't react at all!