I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

When Lin Zhixin saw that Qing Luo was suppressed by her "Jinling Talisman", she was immediately delighted. She gritted her teeth and recalled her own life sword. She flashed and stabbed towards the heart of Qing Luo who was unable to move!

Seeing this scene, countless ghosts in the stands held their breath, and even Wu Keke and Luo Beian clenched their fists.

Ye Wu Kuang watched all this with indifference.

"The long sword is like a startled wild swan, and the beauty is like a banished fairy." Lin Zhixin used all her strength in this sword. This snow-white long sword that had accompanied her since she first started practicing lived up to her expectations! It pierced directly into Qing Luo's heart!

Then the sword energy began to flow crazily into the wound on Qing Luo's heart, flowing through his body wantonly, damaging his internal organs. Only waves of muffled sounds could be heard flowing out of his body...

Just when Lin Zhixin thought everything was settled,

However, a black tentacle, like a long black snake, suddenly shot out from behind Qing Luo like lightning! It hit Lin Zhixin's lower abdomen heavily.

Faced with this sudden attack, Lin Zhixin was knocked hundreds of meters away before she could react, and then fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The black tentacles did not pursue the victory, but simply changed the direction of the attack and hit the "Jinling Talisman" that imprisoned Qing Luo in the sky!

Without the resistance of its master, the "Jinling Talisman", which was just an ordinary Taoist talisman, was instantly shattered by the black tentacle, and the golden light emanating from it slowly dissipated...

The black tentacles did all this in a flash, and then they wrapped around Qing Luo's body like a giant snake, emitting a thick black aura.

Qing Luo was no longer restrained by the golden light, and now his body was finally free. His huge, sharp claws grasped the long sword at his heart and pulled it out.

Its terrifying face looked even more ferocious in anger! Looking at the snow-white sword in his hand that kept shaking and emitting strands of sword energy that wanted to leave, Qing Luo grabbed the hilt and the sword body with both hands respectively, and slowly folded them in half at the same time!

There were bursts of wailing sounds coming from the sword. Lin Zhixin covered her lower abdomen and watched the scene with a pale face.

Then, with a crisp sound, the snow-white long sword that had grown with her finally broke, and the light emanating from the snow-white sword immediately dissipated into nothingness...

For a sword cultivator, the sword is her life and death partner.

For example, among the top sword cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, a large number of their swords are not forged from any rare treasures.

Some top sword masters even have wooden swords or long swords made of ordinary iron. The only thing they have in common is that they sharpen their sword spirit, sword intent, and sword energy day after day...

Lin Zhixin had also fantasized that one day she and "Xuejian" would be able to cultivate and become female swordsmen who could cut down stars with one sword.

However, at this moment, everything turned into nothing as Xuejian was shattered before his eyes...

Qing Luo looked at the woman lying on the ground not far away with an extremely ugly expression. This time, this woman made him look very embarrassed in front of the ghosts of both tribes!

It was extremely angry at the moment. It didn't expect that this woman actually had a talisman in her hand that was just enough to restrain the ghosts in the middle three realms!

If I hadn't borrowed the magic treasure from my sister in advance to protect myself just in case, I might have died now!

Feeling his internal organs slowly healing, Qing Luo breathed a sigh of relief. Not knowing the next person's cultivation level, he planned to slowly torture and kill the woman, taking the opportunity to heal his wounds.

Looking at Qing Luo who was walking towards her, Lin Zhixin slowly stood up, holding her lower abdomen. The attack from the black tentacles had left her with severe internal injuries.

At this moment, her snow-white dress slowly fluttered in the breeze from the Colosseum.

Her beautiful eyes stared at Qing Luo who was getting closer and closer. She took her last breath, ready to use the only remaining spiritual energy in her body to make a final attack.

Qing Luo moved and charged forward again. This time he did not use the black tentacles. Facing the swordsman who had lost his natal sword, a pair of fists was enough!

The huge figure instantly appeared in front of Lin Zhixin, and Qing Luo punched out with a fierce smile! Lin Zhixin's delicate body gently moved sideways, "changing shape and shadow". Due to the depletion of spiritual energy in her body, she only moved a little.

Then he used up the last bit of spiritual energy in his body and gathered it into a vortex of spiritual energy in his palm, and struck Qing Luo's injured heart!

Seeing this, Qing Luo couldn't stop grinning. He didn't dodge or avoid, and took Lin Zhixin's last palm. Then he punched her in the heart with his backhand.

This terrifying punch completely destroyed 90% of Lin Zhixin's life force, and her peak imperial realm cultivation also turned into nothingness at this moment.

She flew backwards, and then fell heavily not far away, with blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, her eyes dim, her breath was weak, and her limbs could no longer move at all...

Qing Luo grinned grimly upon seeing this. He had punched the girl into this state intentionally. Only in this way could he have fun with her later.

It walked up to the woman whose snow-white dress was stained with blood, and slowly stroked her fair and delicate face with its claw-like fingers.

"I know you can still hear me. I will slowly tear off your clothes, strip you completely, and then crush you inch by inch."

"Don't you human women care about your reputation the most? I will trample on your reputation."

"Let's enjoy the last moments of your life together"

Qing Luo's ferocious and terrifying voice spread across the now silent arena...

On the Ghost King's stand.

Hearing this, Luo Beian's eyes almost spewed flames of anger, and his teeth were grinding. Because of the Ghost King's deliberate pressure, he couldn't even speak, let alone stand up. At this moment, they were like chickens with their feathers stripped, waiting to be put into the pot one by one.

Luo Beian's eyes were bloodshot, and he turned to look at Ye Wu Kuang who was standing beside him with an indifferent look, his eyes full of pleading. He hoped that Ye Wu Kuang could think of a way to rescue Lin Zhixin, who was also a human.

He knew in his heart that Ye Wukuang had an extraordinary origin. With such powerful combat power and such a unique temperament, Luo Beian always thought in his heart that Ye Wukuang was most likely the true young master of the Yinmo Immortal Sect of the East Continent!

Ye Wu Kuang seemed to sense Luo Beian's gaze, and smiled faintly. He was not affected by the pressure from the Ghost King at all, and slowly turned his head to face Luo Beian and said calmly:

"Luo Beian, do you want a wife? If you do, just blink and I'll help you this time."

Luo Beian was full of doubts when he heard this, but when he heard Ye Wukuang's second half of the sentence saying that he could save Lin Zhixin, he still blinked his eyes with all his might.

Ye Wu Kuang laughed loudly upon seeing this, and a light flashed in his hand.

A tattered wooden sword was thrown into Luo Beian's hands, and then Ye Wu Kuang grabbed Luo Beian's collar with one hand and threw him onto the arena...

All this happened too fast and too suddenly. The two ghost kings were shocked when they saw this scene. They did not expect that the young man in black robe was not affected by their pressure at all and could move freely!

The white-haired girl was also stunned as she stared at Luo Beian, who was screaming and flying towards the arena...