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On the battlefield below, Lin Tian was still fighting with Mingdu, and the fight between the two sides was in full swing. Even though his body was covered in blood, no one showed any intention of retreating.

Although the situation has undergone tremendous changes in a short period of time, Wanyaomen fell from heaven to hell and turned into a group of bereaved dogs, fleeing in a hurry, but Mingdu never changed his mind, his eyes were like knives, and he stared fiercely. Looking at Lin Tian, ​​he vowed that he would not give up until Lin Tian was killed by the axe.

The same is true for Lin Tian, ​​although he is surrounded by his companions, he stops them all, and he does not want them to intervene in his battle with Mingdu, vowing to compete with Mingdu.

At this moment, the battle between Lin Tian and Mingdu is no longer a simple battle, but has been sublimated into a battle of martial arts, a battle of beliefs, and there is a vague aura of detachment from life and death.

"You must die today, I am the real winner!"

Ming Du's eyes were red, and he was surrounded by a terrifying demonic aura, which was also mixed with traces of strong death aura, making him look strange and terrifying.

"Hehe! Your companions have already abandoned you, how much trouble can you cause alone? If I didn't want to use your hands to hone my martial arts will, you would have been torn to pieces. Have the opportunity to speak out again!"

Lin Tian looked at Mingdu coldly. Of course he did not simply want to ridicule Mingdu, but wanted to use this to break Mingdu's defense line. When a person's heart begins to waver, he is close to death. Not far away.

In fact, what Lin Tian said was half-truth and half-false. Of course, he chose to fight Mingdu not purely to hone his martial arts will, and he was not stupid, so he couldn't make fun of his own life.

In fact, it was a last resort, and at the same time, it was cultivating one's own martial arts beliefs and an indomitable heart of invincibility.

Of course, Lin Tian can choose to ask his companions to help him kill Mingdu, but in this way, Lin Tian's belief in invincibility will be broken, and his future path to martial arts will be cut off.

This kind of thing sounds very mysterious, invisible and intangible, but it does exist, some people dismiss it, and some people regard it as life, it all depends on their own personal judgment.

Lin Tian put the spear across his chest, and poured endless true energy into the spear. The spear looked unchanged, it still had the same dark appearance, and it was ordinary, but one could tell carefully that the spear was pouring into it. After adding a large amount of true energy, it became even darker. Only Lin Tian knew how much power was hidden under its plain appearance.

With Wan Yaomen almost retreating, the battle between Lin Tian and Mingdu attracted the attention of many people, who wanted to see how exciting this battle was, where both sides swore to the death.

"what!"

With a long roar from Mingdu, the whole person turned into a demon, with pitch-black scales all over his body, a single horn growing on the top of his head, and a tail growing from behind his body. Formed a phantom of the god of death, holding the scythe of the god of death, looking at Lin Tian with fangs and claws, as if he would tear Lin Tian into pieces at any time and swallow Lin Tian's soul.

The terrifying evil aura, mixed with a daunting death aura, began to permeate the surroundings, and the faces of some people who got closer instantly changed drastically, and they retreated quickly, for fear of getting a little bit of it.

"It's too scary, this kind of weird black energy, if the cultivation level does not reach the real martial arts level, I am afraid that if you encounter a little bit of it, you will not be saved on the spot!"

"This Wan Yao Sect thief is really powerful. No wonder so many fellow Taoists died at his hands. I wonder if Lin Tian of the Cangxuan Sect can resist it!"

"I think it's a bit mysterious. Even ordinary sixth-level true martial arts fighters may not be able to take over the attack of this junior of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. Although Lin Tian defeated Wei Wuji, who was at the peak of the fifth-level true martial arts, I think his strength is not enough. If he has not reached the sixth level of the True Martial Realm, unless he also has some powerful moves, he will definitely not be a match for this junior from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect!" said a strong man at the half-step Heaven-reaching Realm.

The words of the half-step sky-reaching powerhouse are still very convincing. For a while, many people looked at Lin Tian with pity, and of course there were people who had confidence in Lin Tian.

Most people who have confidence in Lin Tian know Lin Tian well. They have learned that Lin Tian has been defeating the strong with the weak since he joined Cangxuanzong, creating miracles several times, and turning against the wind when everyone is not optimistic. , to win the final victory.

The huge phantom of the god of death waved the sickle in his hand, and cut straight towards Lin Tian. When the sickle was less than five meters away from Lin Tian's head, Lin Tian moved.

The spear in Lin Tian's hand was trembling, and the spear was about to boil with fear. For a while, the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, falling into a state of stillness.

The sickle of the phantom of the god of death began to dissipate little by little under the shroud of terrifying spear intent. First, it shattered into fragments like a shattered mirror, then turned into little stars, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Oh!"

A black shadow, a little cold light, and finally the two sides collided fiercely. Everyone's eyes were quietly staring at the center of the battlefield, wanting to see the result immediately.

The air wave dissipated, and two figures gradually appeared in the center of the battlefield, one standing proudly, and the other lying on the ground.

Everyone hurriedly looked, and the standing person was Lin Tian, ​​holding a long spear, with a stern expression, looking indifferently at Mingdu who was nailed to the ground.

Mingdu lay down on the ground, with a substantial spear intent pierced into his chest, nailing it firmly to the ground, blood was constantly spitting out from his mouth, and his vitality was constantly dissipating.

"Cough cough! You can die in the morning after hearing Daoxi!"

After finishing speaking, Mingdu tilted his head and completely lost the signs of life. The generation of Tianjiao just finished his short but wonderful life like this.

Looking at the dead Mingdu, Lin Tian was not at all happy, but only felt the cruelty of the martial arts path.

Although he and Ming are both enemies, on the other hand they are the same kind of person, both apprentices chasing martial arts, maybe one day, he will become Ming Du and be eliminated on the way to chasing martial arts.

"I said Lin Tian can do it!"

"Lin Tian's speed of progress is really terrifying. I have a feeling that the Eighteenth Prince's wishful thinking may be wrong!"

Many disciples talked a lot, mostly lamenting Lin Tian's strength and rapid progress.

"call out!"

At this moment, Wu Wudi descended from the sky, holding a bloody head in his hand. Looking carefully, it was the head of Elder Hei.

"This Qiu Mingjie does have some skills, but it's not in vain, he still left an old dog behind!" Wu Wudi said lightly, but he didn't know that the more he did this, the more he felt like he was pretending invisible.

"hiss!!!"

The scene was about to become a large-scale "take a breath" scene. First, Lin Tianhou and Wu Wudi almost exhausted the shock value of the audience.

"It's so scary!"