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Since he is deliberately looking for trouble and is so persistent, even if he leaves the city, he will be chased, which is even more dangerous.

However, Zheng Lin was also secretly distressed. At the beginning, when he used the gods to attack, he saw himself retreating again and again. He probably thought that he was afraid of his opponent's strength and did not dare to fight, so he made a monk in the mid-stage of true gods.

This calculation can be described as well-intentioned.Unable to hide from the left and right, Zheng Lin simply went to see who was trying so hard to trouble him.

"Let's go, go to the arena!" Zheng Lin couldn't retreat this time, and said lightly to the mid-stage true god monk.

The monk was obviously a little surprised, but he couldn't help showing joy.Others don't know, but he is very clear about the benefits he will get if he wins.Furthermore, although this true god is only a mid-stage true god, it is definitely not weaker than a late-stage true god monk. In his opinion, it is not easy to deal with a late-stage spiritual god monk like Zheng Lin.

In this way, Zheng Lin and the mid-stage cultivator of the True God arrived at the arena.

The arena of Jiuyao City is built on a square in the center of the city. It is a square high platform with a side length of about one kilometer.Looking at the power of the colorful mask, it is afraid that it can defend against the attacks of all high-grade artifacts.As for the top-grade artifacts, they are rare in the God Realm, and only the masters of the God-King Stage can own one or two.

If it is a battle of a god-level master, it will not be placed in the arena for everyone to visit.

At this time, the square where the arena is located is already crowded with people, and there are even two gods and men fighting in the arena.

Not long after, the monks in the square let out a roar like a tsunami. Looking closely, it turned out that the winner had already been decided, while the defeated monk had his head cut off and his body exploded into the sky. blood rain.

This scene made Zheng Lin's scalp tingle for a while. This duel was indeed a duel, and he could actually kill the opponent.But when you think about it, almost everyone who comes here has a deep hatred, and it is reasonable to kill them.At the same time, Zheng Lin was thinking in his heart, would his opponent kill him?

After the duel was over, Zheng Lin and the mid-stage true god monk were immediately pulled into the arena by two inexplicable energies.

Zheng Lin frowned, because under that energy, he had no ability to resist at all.After thinking about it for a while, he already guessed that it was the advanced alien space that was pulling him just now.

In the arena, Zheng Lin, with an indifferent expression, looked around for a week, but saw that there was also a stepped platform in the distance. At the highest point, Zheng Lin saw the beautiful woman, but the woman had a face full of tears. Smiling like the wind.

when! ! !

A bell ringing sounded, but the colorful light circle shone with the bell ringing, and it was beautiful in an instant.

After cheering for a while, the monks watching the battle fell into silence, waiting for the start of this life-and-death fight.

Zheng Lin didn't move, but stared at the mid-stage True God cultivator solemnly, apparently wanting the other party to make the first move.

Standing here, the cultivator in the middle stage of the true god felt a sense of blood swelling, his eyes were fixed, and a middle-grade divine weapon level sword emerged in his hand, his legs kicked the ground suddenly, and his body shot out like an arrow from the string.

When the monk reached ten meters in front of Zheng Lin, a colorful divine light suddenly shone in front of his eyes, and then a thick and long colorful wooden stick smashed into the air.

The cultivator didn't try to block it, but his speed increased a little bit. After dodging the colorful stick, he was already beside Zheng Lin, and his saber had already struck Zheng Lin's left shoulder.

Suddenly, Zheng Lin's mid-grade armor burst out with seven-colored divine light, but it also sank.

However, before the monk had time to be proud, Zheng Lin's palm with his own one-dimensional space had already been photographed.

The cultivator originally thought that even if the opponent had a mid-grade armor defense, if he received such a blow, even if he was not seriously injured, he would at least be sent flying.It's a pity that he never thought that a human monk like Zheng Lin actually had a body of middle-grade artifact quality.Although his attack was mighty, but after part of its power was removed by the mid-grade armor, it couldn't bring much impact to Zheng Lin, and Zheng Lin's body didn't shake at all.

Just when the monk was puzzled, Zheng Lin slapped the monk's chest fiercely with his palm enclosing a space.Once the space fluctuations directly froze the monk's battle armor, Zheng Lin's high-level god power also poured into the body of the true god, and the true god immediately felt a surge of divine power in his body.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Lin put away his palms, but poured space into his toes again, and kicked the mid-stage cultivator of the True God away with his kick, hitting the colorful light circle covering the high platform, and there was a burst of explosion.

The cultivators who watched the battle knew that there was a huge gap between the late stage of the spirit god and the middle stage of the true god. Originally, this situation should be due to the fact that the monks in the late stage of the spirit god were kicked away, but this was not the case. Everyone was stunned.

After a short period of silence, there was another round of cheers in the square of the arena. This situation is rare in countless years. It is worth celebrating wherever the weak wins the strong, even if you are not fighting yourself.

Even the woman who was watching the battle on the high platform in the distance cheered and applauded again and again.

The cultivator in the middle stage of the true god fell from the aperture and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, but he didn't suffer any damage.

Only then did the monk realize that the opponent was not as unbearable as he had imagined, but it was an extremely difficult opponent for him, and his self-confidence dropped a lot in an instant.

Zheng Lin struck the ground with a long stick, still motionless, still staring at his opponent quietly, his unmoving and rock-like figure, but it did not have the taste of a great master, and made the middle-stage true god monk feel powerless for a while.

Zheng Lin was one of the top masters in the world of cultivating immortals. When the divine world was not broken, he almost stood in the ranks of the strong in the immortal world. He had fought countless times in his life, and he was naturally able to deal with them calmly in battles.

However, after a brief adjustment, the monk unconsciously glanced at the direction of the woman on the high platform in the distance, and then, after his body shone with divine light, he held his saber and charged at Zheng Lin again.

To be honest, the first attack was because the monk was too careless, otherwise it wouldn't be so unbearable.

The monk in the middle stage of the true god is extremely fast, and he should have been specially trained. When he was about to reach Zheng Lin's side, he saw the colorful magic stick coming again, twisted his body, and moved abruptly to the side, leaving a phantom behind him.

Zheng Lin knew that his opponent was very fast, and he couldn't match his speed, so he simply stood still. When the monk's saber flashed a brilliant light, Zheng Lin was highly concentrated and his spirit was quite high. Therefore, he was able to figure out the trajectory clearly, but he held the saber in one hand.

A sharp pain came from the palm of his hand, and he held the saber in his hand, but blood also flowed out.