Ling Bai fell to the earth and walked on the bloody ice. The blood wings danced in the strong wind, like a battle flag of sheng and sheng.

He looked at Yan who was kneeling on one knee from afar, his pupils were filled with a strange sky blue color, his pace was slow and steady, so there was no need for him to rush to make up for the last blow.

He is the Son, the future pope, and he will just conquer all opposition with absolute violence.

As Ling Bai once told Yan, Yan is the chicken that kills the chicken to scare the monkey. The monkeys are all sitting in the audience, waiting for the ending of the chicken.

"The magma... tumbling!"

Yan pounded the ground with a kneeling posture, causing the magma under the ice to blast at Ling Bai. He was injured too much, and the lava armor was almost broken by Ling Bai's punch, and the power of the fourth soul skill was a little weaker than before.

The Qingcang Sword was slashed down, and this scene was extremely beautiful. The blood-colored monarch held the sky-blue sword blade. Wherever he passed, the flames instantly put away their arrogant arrogance like wild grass crushed by the strong wind.

Ling Bai's movements were elegant and neat, and it seemed that he had not used any force, as if the sword blade had cut into the gap of flowing water.

Jian Douluo Chenxin once told Ling Bai like this: Everything in the world has gaps, from the body to the soul, it is like flowing water.

When your sword cuts into the gap of the flowing water, you can separate the flowing water without any effort, just like a swimming fish passing through the water.

Now Ling Bai knows Yan's magma well, and it's easy to break it.

Ling Bai approached Yan step by step, and Yan stared at Ling Bai with wide eyes.

Anyone can see that Ling Bai is like an experienced hunter, while Yan is like a wild beast fighting back to death.

Many students subconsciously covered their mouths, and the monkey began to feel unbearable to see the tragic consequences of the chicken.

In the younger generation of the Spirit Hall, the Holy Son should be the supreme existence, and Ling Bai has left the Spirit Hall for too long, and some people have forgotten their identity.

Now that Yan dared to provoke Zhigao, Ling Bai had sufficient reason to deal with him. The surging murderous aura was released, and the soul shield could not stop the murderous aura. Everyone felt Ling Bai's determination.

Innate full soul power, innate realm, super soul ring ratio, unprecedented sky blue soul ring, exquisite swordsmanship, like a blood-colored monarch synonym for hell, and perhaps other abilities that have not been shown.

As the referee, sweat has already oozed out of the palm of Demon Bear Douluo. Yan is indeed very important, but it seems unworthy compared to Ling Bai. Ling Bai was determined to kill Yan. Should he stop him?

If it were before, the Demon Bear Douluo would have chosen to stop it, but now, he suddenly became shaken.

"Idiot, I told you not to die..." Xie Yue cursed in a low voice, his muscles tensed and ready to go.

Yan is his best friend. Although he is a little stupid, Xie Yue cannot sit idly by and watch Ling Bai kill him with one sword.

I hope he can beat me up for Nana's sake... Xie Yue prayed silently.

With everyone's concern, Ling Bai walked in front of Yan, and the distance between the two was less than one meter.

"Are you convinced?"

The murderous aura was restrained, and Ling Bai simply said three words.

Yan gritted his teeth, and the fishy and sweet smell surged up along the trachea, possibly because the cracked alveolar was bleeding.

In fact, Yan is a smart person. His stupidity is only reflected in his feelings. He can hear that Ling Bai is giving himself a chance.

Yan knew that as long as he knelt down and said, I will be your subordinate from now on. If you ask me to go east, I will never go west. If you ask me to chase a dog, I will never chase a chicken.

Then the monkeys in the audience saw, wow, the chicken that jumped out first has surrendered, so what about us who are worse than chickens?

In this way, he saved his life, Ling Bai conquered the younger generation, and everyone was happy to hold on to their needs!

Yan turned his head slightly and saw Xie Yue nodding to him wildly, signaling him to admit defeat, and said he was convinced!

Anyway, it is not a loss to be a subordinate of the future pope. Many people even want to replace Yan's position, Xiang Lingbai sincerely doesn't have this opportunity.

But Nana is here too...

Yan showed his strongest and bravest side in front of Hu Liena. Did he surrender to his rival in love?

Yan even looked down on such a person...

"I... don't accept it!"

Yan's red eyes flashed with a stubborn light. He stood up tremblingly, and he would die even if he died!

Ling Bai's eyes changed instantly, becoming cold and ruthless. He locked Yan's heart, and the Qingcang sword showed its sharpness. If it could not be conquered, then it would be conquered by violence!

Yan locked Ling Bai's throat. He was gathering the last flame. Just as the blood light burst out, the blood-colored ice around him could not extinguish his crazy fighting spirit. The blood in his body burned extremely, and his body temperature rose to an incredible level, as if it was about to burn.

Ling Bai looked solemn when he slashed out this sword, as if he was slashing out the sky and the earth, turning the sword blade as heavy as the mountain into a sword light like the sea tide!

Yan spit out his last bit of flame, but this could not stop the Qingcang sword at all. The sky-blue long sword pierced Yan's majestic chest!

The sword blade pushed forward against Yan, and blood splashed wildly from Yan's body like broken red silk, dyeing the blood-colored ice even more poignant!

Yan felt his body being hugged, and Ling Bai hugged Yan tightly, like the fiery hug of old friends reunited for many years.

"Why, stupid.

Even if you die, Nana will not be moved by you. As long as I think, she belongs to me." Ling Bai patted his back.

The dark red eyes were filled with iron gray of death, and with each slap, Yan would spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Ling Bai let go of his hand, Yan sat down dejectedly, and suffered such a heavy blow, the lava lord had long dissipated, and the scarlet blood stained the knotted muscles red.

He pulled Ling Bai's clothes tightly, and his arm bones had been broken by Ling Bai. Only his palm could barely move. Even so, he still refused to admit defeat.

"Don't try to keep me, I've given you a chance, but unfortunately you didn't cherish it."

Ling Bai stepped on Yan's palm, and the metacarpal bone made a crisp "click", but Yan kept holding on.

"It seems that the only way to understand your life." Ling Bai shook his head regretfully.

Some students in the audience had closed their eyes and dared not continue to look, for fear of seeing Yan lying in a pool of blood.

"don't want!"

A beautiful figure rushed into the fighting spirit arena. It was Hu Liena. She hugged Ling Bai's neck and begged in his ear:

"Xiaobai, can you let Yan go? He is not a bad person, he just fell in love with the wrong me. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Can you find a place to chat quietly?"

Ling Bai contacted the blood-colored monarch. He looked at Hu Liena's pretty face, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. If someone else had changed, he would have thrown the other party aside, but Hu Liena...

The girl sacrificed her cultivation time just to prepare a gift for him.

Ling Bai admitted that he was a little moved.

Looking at the graceful figure, Yan suddenly had the urge to cry. He felt like a child with no prospects.

He wants to be so good, he wants to be so strong, he wants to stand at the top of this world with his own efforts...

But all this is to be seen by the girls you like.

He thought he would appear in her eyes...there was a shimmer!

But Yan now discovered that even if one day he returned in golden armor and straddled with colorful auspicious clouds, he saw that the girl's eyes were full of shadows of another man.

Yan was very desperate because Ling Bai was so good that he could not be better, with outstanding talent, respectful identity, and extraordinary appearance. He was so good that he could satisfy all the girls' fantasies.

If you lose a girl, what's the point of being shining brightly?

He was as lonely as a little monkey with dull hair.

But no matter what, Yan didn't want to make Hu Liena difficult anymore. He lowered his head and did not dare to see the eyes that others cast at him. His voice seemed to squeeze out from his throat:
Chapter completed!