"The Killing Heaven Sword Technique... the third level..." Ling Yu's voice roared out. He was suffering great pain. At this time, his body was cracking, and his fairy power scattered out. He forced the Killing Heaven Sword Technique, but his body could not bear it at all.

But even so, he was still fearless.

Still, forcibly urged.

To activate the power that he cannot control.

Just to defeat Tianxiao.

The immortal power on the battlefield blew up the storm. With Ling Yu as the center, the sky was filled with sword intent. The sword energy was filled with a faint smell of blood, and even the sword blades hanging above the sky were covered with blood.

How can there be blood if the sword has not killed the enemy?

That blood belongs to Ling Yu.

I sacrifice my own blood to the sword just to kill the enemy!

What kind of belief is this!

Ling Yu's skin was cracked, and his clothes were stained with blood, and he was in great pain.

But Ling Yu is still not afraid.

At this time, he seemed to be unable to feel the pain.

There is only one more belief in his heart.

That is the Defeat Heavenly Owl.

A terrifying will flowed in the void. Such a terrifying force was comparable to that of the Dao Realm level, but at this time it was sent by Ling Yu, a nine-level holy realm. He did not have such strength, but at this time he was trying his best to perform such an unbearable blow.

His body is collapsed.

On the stage, Kong Qinglei's expression flashed slightly, and then he sighed.

This child always attaches great importance to success or failure.

This is likely to limit his growth in the future, but he cannot intervene at this time.

I thought it was his choice.

The road was chosen by Ling Yu himself. No matter whether he could bear the consequences or not, he would not intervene too much, because even his master could not control his decision, but there was still a warm current flowing in Kong Qinglei's heart.

The elders of Di Jian Peak were also sighing in their hearts.

Under the tower, the disciples of Emperor Jian Peak were all staring at Ling Yu with nervous expressions.

"Old Qi is too reckless." Zong Feng and others sighed.

Xiao Chen's expression flashed and clenched his fists. Ling Yu had always listened to his words very much, but this time he treated his words as a wind in his ears. A battle would be fought with his life...

Zhuge Qingfeng and others had warm eyes.

Looking at Ling Yu's appearance at this moment, they were shocked.

On the battlefield, countless sword intents surrounded Tian Xiao, and rushed out in an instant. Feeling a fatal threat, Tian Xiao roared angrily, and the immortal power on his body burst out without reservation. If he did not take full advantage at this moment, he would probably not only be defeated, but also likely his life would be left behind.

Buzz!

The will of the golden-winged roc is blooming, and it is in conflict with the sword technique of killing the sky.

Rumble!

The battle platform trembled and the immortal power was scattered.

The golden-winged roc wailed and was shattered by the sword intent, and Tianxiao also screamed.

The body was covered with scars and blood.

He could not continue to stay in the void, fell to the battlefield, knelt on one knee, and was about to stand up, but he found a sword aura against his neck, cold and harsh cold.

Ling Yu was covered in blood, holding a divine sword in his hand, and stood in front of him.

His eyes were firm and his body did not move at all.

Looking directly at Tian Xiao at this moment, he slowly spoke: "I will just ask you one question, will you admit defeat?"

Give up?

Three words echoed in Tianxiao's ears.

Shocked his heart.

Once upon a time, he disdained an opponent like Ling Yu.

He thought he could crush him easily, so when he started fighting, he did not fight with all his might, in order to humiliate him, but he did not expect that it was his carelessness that ruined himself.

Let yourself be defeated now.

At this time, he still had the strength to fight, but because Ling Yu's sword was already in front of him.

He could not resist.

Looking at Ling Yu, Tian Xiao gritted his teeth.

Ling Yu said lightly: "If you attacked me from the beginning, I would not be able to withstand your attack at all. The gap between you and me is too big, but I am a little stronger than you, that is, I dare to fight to the death, you dare not.

The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road, and I have the courage to do so, so you will lose.”

Tian Xiao lowered his eyes.

Does he have no courage?

Compared with Ling Yu, it is indeed true.

He didn't have the courage to use Ling Yu's fighting style with his life.

In psychological warfare, he lost three points.

Then he spoke: "It's over, I have nothing to say, I admit defeat."

After hearing the words "I admit defeat", Ling Yu smiled and his body was no longer tense. He was suddenly shaking, but he supported himself with a sword. He was the winner and could not fall. He wanted to walk back to the Emperor Sword Peak in the posture of a victor.

In the audience, countless people were shocked.

The disciples who watched the battle at Di Jian Peak were extremely touched.

Some women even had their eyes red.

Countless disciples even asked themselves at this time, if they met an opponent who was stronger than them, would they be as determined as Ling Yu, and at the cost of their lives, they could last until the end and turn the tide?

They shook their heads.

They won't.

Not everyone has such courage.

But Ling Yu can do this!

They admire and respect it in their hearts.

Ling Yu turned around, walked back to Emperor Sword Peak.

When he fell off the battlefield, his gaze was blurred, and blood was spilled all over the floor, but he still didn't care, with a smile on his face. He looked at Xiao Chen and smiled and said, "Sixth Brother, I won..."

Xiao Chen had a gloomy face, raised his hand and slapped Ling Yu in the face.

Ling Yu fell directly to the ground and lay on the ground panting.

"Who asked you to do this, who asked you to do this?!" Xiao Chen roared.

Ling Yu gradually couldn't see Xiao Chen's appearance clearly and was vague.

"my heart……"

"I have to fight with all my strength in every battle and never give up until the end.

At least, I don't regret it..."

"Now, I did it. I did not embarrass Di Jianfeng, nor did I embarrass the disciples passed on by Di Jianfeng, nor did I embarrass the Sixth and Second Senior Brothers..."

As he said that, Ling Yu fell into a coma.

Xiao Chen and Qin Ziyu were the most touching in their hearts.

The two of them trained Ling Yu.

He does whatever he says, never being lazy or even doubles his efforts.

To become stronger.

When Shifeng was discussing Taoism, it added light to Emperor Jian Peak.

He did, too.

For this battle, he tried his best, even desperately.

Yun Hou helped Ling Yu up with a serious expression.

"Half of your life is gone... Lao Liu, is there a way?"

Xiao Chen sighed.

"Stern brother, please take him back to Dijian Peak with me."

Yun Hou nodded.

The two of them left quickly with Ling Yu. Xiao Chen kept stuffing medicine at Ling Yu's final stage to stabilize his injuries, but he was too desperate just now, resulting in his spiritual veins being greatly damaged.

If you don't do it well, you will become a useless person.

Blood kept oozing out of his mouth.

Lian Yunhou's clothes were stained with blood, but the two of them didn't care and went straight to Di Jian Peak, and their figure disappeared instantly...
Chapter completed!