Zhao Yinshun tossed it lightly, and Fang Tian's painted halberd drew a graceful arc in the air. Lu Zhuo, who was at the bottom of the pit, raised his hand to grab it and held it accurately.

In an instant, as if the terrifying existence in the dark was touched, a brutal scarlet blood energy rose into the sky, blooming like a red lotus.

The burning sensation that hit his face made Zhao Yinshun think that he was standing in the crater of a volcano, and beneath his feet was the rolling hot magma that could erupt at any time.

Realizing that Lu Zhuo was much stronger than Eve Eugene, the corners of Zhao Yinshun's mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

Lu Zhuo's drooped head suddenly lifted up, a pair of golden-red vertical pupils emitted a dense flame, and he looked up at the young man on the edge of the pit for a moment.

But in his eyes, the tall figure was not touched at all, and still looked down at him with a half-smiling look, as if he was watching a pet in a cage.

"Roar~"

Like the roar of a giant carnivore exploding from deep within the chest, a phantom shadow of a lion made of golden-red flames shrouded behind Lu Zhuo. The more than ten meters tall Dharma Prime looked up to the sky and roared. The terrifying power ravaged the world, and even

The audience outside the Fengshen Stage could feel waves of heart palpitations.

"How far will you grow in the future?"

Zhao Yinshun rubbed his chin and looked down at the majestic lion with great interest. Compared with the mountain-like body of the Faxiang, his tiny figure was like an insect. But for some reason, everyone who saw this scene felt that

He is the more cruel one!

That kind of nonchalant attitude, as if in front of you is not a mythical shadow that chooses people to eat, but a kitten that is not threatening.

"You will soon feel...the feeling of fear!"

The feline-like golden-red vertical pupils slowly shrank, and a steady stream of power poured in from the void. Lu Zhuo only felt the endless divine power surging and rolling in his body. The violent expansion made him extremely confident, as if he raised his hand and

You can suppress the entire world with just one foot!

"Really? That would be great."

High-end ingredients often require only the simplest cooking methods...

With a sincere smile, Zhao Yinshun took off the White Emperor Sword from his waist, threw it away, gently moved his five fingers, and clasped his hands together reverently.

Thank you for the gifts of nature.

boom!

Although he didn't quite understand his weird behavior, Lu Zhuo could clearly feel the contempt from his enemy's heart. Endless rage emerged from his proud soul, pushing his suppressed divine power to explode.

A ball of red lotus energy swept across hundreds of meters in a radius. In the central area, a golden-red lightning tore through the air and reached Zhao Yinshun in an instant.

The solid light wrapped around the tip of the halberd, the young man's pupils shrank slightly, and his five fingers were silently covered with a layer of gilded armor.

【Star Reacher】!

【Golden bell cover】!

The mighty power of the two legendary peaks merged into one, and the precise point was at the tip of the halberd.

Ding~

After a brief stalemate, a spherical shock wave exploded from the contact surface the size of a needle tip. Visible explosion ripples swept hundreds of meters in a radius. More than ten meters of ground in the central area was blown away, as if an invisible giant iron ball fell.

, a saucer-shaped shallow pit was instantly created with the two people as the center.

The fine gravel was crushed into powder by the energy aftermath, and the dust in the sky was carried away by the shock wave, and even blew thousands of meters away.

Zhao Yinshun was knocked back three steps by Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was charging forward. Zhao Yinshun stared at the damaged Gang Qi armor and the bright red blood line on his fingertips, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

On the other side, Lu Zhuo gained the upper hand in the fight with Zhao Yinshun for the first time. The depression in Lu Zhuo's chest was swept away, and he couldn't help but let out a hearty roar.

"Roar!"

Following his movements, the phantom of a more than ten-meter-tall male lion spread its beard and hair, and the magnificent flames expanded like the sun, simultaneously emitting a majestic lion roar that shook the soul.

The golden-red flames adhered to the armor, condensing into substantial Gang Qi visible to the naked eye. The translucent carapace, like glass, was mysterious and beautiful, and Lu Zhuo's body shape also continued to expand.

In the blink of an eye, a majestic figure more than three meters tall, holding a Fangtian painted halberd, wearing a golden beast swallowing the sky armor, and covered in golden and red glazed flames appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The irresistible pressure made countless onlookers breathless. Looking at the majestic silhouette like a god and demon in the distance, a trace of despair flashed in their eyes.

Wu Anjun...can he really defeat this kind of monster?

However, in the eyes of the genius saints around the Conferred God Platform, they were considering another issue.

Can Lu Zhuo's [spiritual] posture push Zhao Yinshun to his limit?

Force him to use his future self's power?

But soon, many people were keenly aware of a detail. The pure white gorgeous divine sword was quietly floating beside the young man, with no intention of unsheathing it!

His heart skipped a beat, and the scalps of countless extraordinary beings who were watching couldn't help but feel numb, and there was a faint and terrifying suspicion.

Everyone has entered the [spiritual] state, so he can’t even draw a sword, right?

Aren't you a swordsman genius?

Why do you always use a pair of fleshy palms to meet the enemy?

Are you not doing your job properly or are you just showing off?!

Under the Conferred God Stage, a group of genius saints gnashed their teeth. What they wanted to see was a wonderful battle between you and me, not a unilateral defeat with only half or even less strength!

"Hmph! Even if it is Lord Wu An who is number one in the [Apotheosis of the Gods] list, this is too much!"

"Using a regular posture to fight against the [spiritual] posture and not preparing to use weapons, he really doesn't regard Lu Zhuo as a person!"

"But wasn't Eve Eugene defeated by him like this before?"

"Can the low-end and the mainstay be the same?"

"That's right, Valkyrie is just stupid!"

The few people were chatting happily, but they didn't notice that a wild and leopard-like beauty next to them raised a double-sided giant ax with a fierce look in her eyes.

"What did you say?!!"

"I said...well..."

Looking at the brutal giant ax that looked like a door panel, several people's expressions changed drastically, and they forced out flattering smiles in an attempt to pass the test in a cute way.

Slowly moving back, when they reached a safe distance, several people quickly ran away after seeing each other, and then Eve Eugene cursed and put away the giant axe.

"Hmph! A bunch of long-tongued monsters!"

After glaring fiercely in the direction where those people were leaving, Eve Eugene withdrew her gaze and looked at the beautiful girl with a calm face beside her.

Ever since she was rescued from near death last time, Eve Eugene has fallen in love with this kind-hearted girl and managed to become a good friend with her.

"Iris, have you seen him draw his sword?"

"I've seen it."

"What's that like?"

"The divine power is like prison, [Seraph] posture, pierced through the heart by a sword."

After tapping her chest, Iris stared at the God Conferring Platform, without any emotion in her tone.

Eve Eugene: “………”

Only then did she remember that she had mentioned her experience of dying at the hands of Zhao Yinshun, and Eve Eugene wished she could give herself a slap in the face.

It's okay, why are you bringing this up?

As if aware of her guilt, the beautiful blond girl turned her head and showed a gentle smile.

"It's all in the past. Besides, he and I have never known each other before fighting. Later we defeated evil together..."

Feeling Iris's considerate tenderness and strength, Eve Eugene hugged her, squatted down and gently rubbed her white cheek.

"Ugh, Iris is so pathetic, Zhao Zhen is nothing! Next time I will help you beat him together!"

"…………"

Not knowing how pitiful she was in her eyes, Iris pursed her lips and helplessly moved her gaze back to the God-Conferment Platform.

However, the enthusiastic Eve Eugene still did not let her go, looking at the battlefield with the same look of longing.

"Iris, which one do you think is stronger, Zhao's swordsmanship or his martial arts?"

"…………"

After pondering for a moment, the blond girl seemed to flash a destructive black sword light in front of her eyes, and shook her head with lingering fear.

"Not a level."

"Not a level? What do you mean?"

"It's difficult to describe in words. Only by experiencing the power personally can you understand the horror..."

As if recalling some bad scene, Iris breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed quietly.

"That is a destructive power that even gods fear!"

Around the two people, countless people eating melons with their ears pricked up were all excited, and they felt an inexplicable dryness in their throats.

If anyone else had said this, they would probably sneer at it.

What kind of onion are you?
To be continued...