In the fourth round of the fierce battle, Zhao Yin regained the upper hand. Moreover, it was a huge one-sided advantage.
Even though Xiao Zheng seemed to be extremely tenacious in dealing with Zhao Yin's attacks. But the signs of him retreating indicated that Xiao Zheng seemed to be unable to hold on any longer.
Up until now, Xiao Zheng seemed to have exhausted all of his mental strength. Even Ye Yuhua, who was completely clueless, could see that Xiao Zheng had tried his best.
It was not because of the battle.
It was because of the difference in strength.
"Xiao Zheng might not be able to hold on any longer." The old monk sighed in his heart.
Looking at Zhao Yin's increasingly ferocious attacks, the old monk knew that Xiao Zheng had already done everything he could.
But the truth proved that the Grandmaster Xiao Zheng was indeed not a match for the God-level expert Zhao Yin. Even though he was in the lead for a while and had the advantage.
However, such an advantage was short-lived, and it was only a flash in the pan. As the fierce battle progressed, Xiao Zheng became more and more exhausted. But Zhao Yin was like a fighting machine. He could continuously attack.
Finally, Zhao Yin forced Xiao Zheng to the edge of the cliff. It seemed that there was no chance left.
Ye Yuhua's expression changed slightly. Seeing that Xiao Zheng was forced to retreat and was surrounded by danger, her lips revealed a hint of determination.
In the Buddha hall, the fierce battle was going on.
Outside the Buddha hall, on the winding mountain road, a man and a woman were walking slowly.
They seemed to be walking very slowly, but only those who walked side by side with them would know how frightening this slow speed was.
Even someone as strong as Qiu Shou found it a little difficult to follow beside Lin Laoyao.
"Have they already started fighting?" Qiu Shou asked while maintaining her speed.
Just based on this pace, Qiu Shou could tell how strong Lin Laoyao was.
She was already competing and exerting her strength. But Lin Laoyao seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll.
"I told you long ago that when we arrived, the battle might have already ended." Lin Laoyao gave Qiu Shou a sidelong glance. "So you'd better not take chances."
"I really don't want this to happen." Qiu Shou smiled bitterly.
In front of Lin Laoyao, she had to humble herself. This was not only a form of respect for their elders, but also a form of reverence for the strong.
"Are you willing to bear the burden of vengeance from birth? Do you want to live a life you don't like? Are you willing to be alone for the rest of your life? "Lin Laoyao's series of questions left Qiu Shou speechless.
"You don't want to, but all of this has already happened." Lin Laoyao raised his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of melancholy in them. "You don't have any ability to change either. Isn't it? "
Qiu Shou was slightly stunned. Then, he shook his head bitterly. "I'm already like this. That's why I don't want others to do the same. "
"There is no essential difference between people. You can't change your fate, and others can't either. "Lin Laoyao said meaningfully.
"Second Uncle, are you talking about Ah Zheng or my father?" Qiu Shou suddenly asked in a powerful voice.
"I meant everyone," Lin Laoyao said slowly. "Including the two of them."
"Including me."
Before they knew it, the two of them had already arrived at the top of the mountain. They stood outside the temple.
Lin Laoyao had been to this temple more than once. But he always stood outside the door, and never went in. No one even knew that he had been here.
Everyone regarded him as a heartless ingrate.
Everyone thought that he had wronged his ex-wife, Ye Yuhua.
Of course, even Lin Laoyao himself thought so.
He had indeed wronged Ye Yuhua. He had also wronged the Lin family.
Everything he had done was neither for others nor for himself. It was also for someone who no longer existed.
Father?
This concept was relatively unfamiliar to him.
The only fatherly love he had felt did not come from the father that only existed in his imagination. It came from Lord Ye.
A kind and amiable old man. A wise and tolerant elder.
The reason why Lin Laoyao could have today's achievements was not only because of his own strength and demonic talent. It was also because Lord Ye let him go. He did not crazily suppress him before he rose.
Otherwise, with Lord Ye's power at that time, he was completely confident that he could suppress Lin Laoyao. At least, he would not let him rise so quickly and so violently.
Lin Laoyao stood still at the door, staring at the temple that had imprisoned Ye Yuhua for more than 20 years.
It was not big. It was even a little shabby.
But it was these 20 years that Ye Yuhua had wasted. And he had become the terrifying Lin Laoyao in everyone's mouth.
Too much had happened in these 20 years. But the only thing that had not changed was his attitude towards her.
Even her attitude towards him had undergone an earth-shattering change.
At least, there was a man by her side. A powerful man who had waited for her for most of his life and never married. Bai Wuxia.
"Life is really unpredictable." Lin Laoyao chuckled and walked slowly into the temple.
Qiu Shou did not say a word. But the closer she got to the truth, the more nervous and uneasy she became.
She could not accept any result.
But she had to face it and witness it.
…
Clang!
Zhao Yin slashed down with his saber, heading straight for Xiao Zheng's face. This saber was a mixture of the Clay Ox Blade and his Lion's Roar. It was full of explosive power. It was exceptionally frightening.
But in the face of this saber, Xiao Zheng, who looked very weak before, suddenly became extremely explosive.
He flashed to Zhao Yin's side with a refraction. He raised his saber and swung it at Zhao Yin.
Clang!
The blades collided and once again there was a fierce sparkle. Then, Xiao Zheng's left hand whizzed out, displaying his iron fist.
At the same time, Zhao Yin lifted his right leg and kicked at Xiao Zheng's chest.
Bang!
Bang!
One punch and one kick hit each other, and both of them took a few steps back.
Blood flowed from the corner of Xiao Zheng's mouth, and Zhao Yin's face turned slightly pale.
For a moment, the two of them were in a stalemate.
"Old thing. It may not be as easy to kill me as you think, "Xiao Zheng said with his eyes narrowed. "Do you know how I killed the creator of the Eight Absolutes, Mu Qingsong?"
"I'm not interested." Zhao Yin lifted his saber slowly.
Xiao Zheng was already an arrow at the end of its flight. How much better could he be?
Zhao Yin knew very well that after this battle, Xiao Zheng would definitely be able to upgrade to a God-level expert after a period of digestion.
If he did not kill him today, he would not have another chance in the future.
"You will definitely find out." Xiao Zheng lifted his saber again. "If I die tonight, you won't be able to live either!"
His method was to exchange a life for a life!
Hearing this, Zhao Yin's face showed a hint of mockery. "Ignorant courage. Do you think I will exchange my life with you just because you want it? "
"That's not up to you!"
Xiao Zheng shouted angrily and slashed at Zhao Yin with his saber.
But in the following minute of stalemate, Zhao Yin really did not fight Xiao Zheng head-on anymore. Instead, he temporarily avoided the brunt of the attack, and then looked for a fatal opportunity to attack.
Even though Xiao Zheng would not give Zhao Yin such an opportunity. But how much longer could Xiao Zheng last?
Once his attack weakened, he would fall into Zhao Yin's endless attacks. Then, he would wait for death!
At this moment, Xiao Zheng was gradually walking on a dead end!
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