"Haha, Jestan, right? Did you see the broadsword in my hand? If you want to recognize the treasure, you should back out! " Duan Long stood at the side of the arena and looked at Jestan in front of him. He couldn't help but laugh wildly. His voice was rough and had a hint of arrogance.
This was Duan Long's brief speech, but it put a lot of pressure on Jestan. Jestan took a deep breath. He was sure that Duan Long was the most difficult Earth-Grade Ancestor God to deal with. But that didn't matter. If Lin Feng could defeat Wu Ming, why couldn't he defeat Duan Long?
What Jestan wanted the most was to have the final battle with Lin Feng because that battle would determine many things. The most important thing was that after that battle, the two of them would no longer have any contact. Lin Feng also wouldn't think too much about the Heavenly Dao Court. Otherwise, Lin Feng would still feel indignant and indignant.
Why did he have to do everything for the Heavenly Dao Court? He even almost died at the hands of the old servant and offended countless people and forces. But now, Jestan was sitting in the main seat. Jestan could imagine the anger in Lin Feng's heart.
This battle was also Lin Feng's way of venting all the anger in his heart. No matter who won or lost, it was a battle of great significance to Lin Feng and himself.
Come on, in order to fight Lin Feng, he had to overcome the mountain that was Duan Long! Thinking of this, Jestan silently clenched his fists. A terrifying aura suddenly erupted. At this moment, it was as if heaven and earth were collapsing and the universe was overturned.
The terrifying aura along with Jestan's figure rushed out and headed straight for Duan Long. There was no nonsense at all. The battle immediately broke out.
Duan Long's expression changed slightly. He never thought that Jestan would directly fight without saying a word. This made him a little dissatisfied, but since that was the case, he would fight. In any case, he would not lose. This was his confidence in his own strength.
His goal was Lin Feng. He wanted to defeat Lin Feng and obtain all the glory. Lin Feng was now surrounded by a halo. If he defeated Lin Feng, Duan Long couldn't imagine what his future achievements would be. He would definitely step on Lin Feng and ascend to a bigger stage.
The battle between the two began, and they chose to directly collide their bodies. Although the two of them were in different realms, they didn't think that Jestan didn't have the qualifications to do so. Their bodies collided and burst out waves of light rings that radiated thousands of meters away. Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes to avoid being hit.
Lin Feng was sitting on a chair in the corner. Lu Zhan was standing behind him. Lin Feng's eyes were closed and he was recovering his strength. No matter who his opponent was, he would use his full strength. Therefore, he had to recover his strength.
Lin Feng didn't want to watch the battle between Jestan and Duan Long.
High up in the sky, Jestan and Duan Long both retreated a few hundred meters. Jestan turned around and launched a sudden attack. His entire body was surging with a cold, white light that was getting more and more terrifying. At the same time, his light blue eyes reflected two cold murderous intents. His curly yellow hair trembled, giving off a different kind of fear.
Duan Long roared in anger. His True Dragon Aura manifested like never before. Under the terrifying energy, a broadsword shot straight into the sky. With the help of the broadsword's sharpness, Duan Long went straight to Jestan's side and stabbed him with his sword.
There was an uproar!
"God, don't tell me someone died." A saint-grade God Ancestor couldn't help but exclaim. His heart was racing.
"He's so serious. It seems like Duan Long really wants to fight in the finals." Lu Zhan saw this scene and silently prayed for Lin Feng.
"Master won't lose, don't worry." In the Heavenly Dao Garden's camp, two elders signaled two young disciples to calm down. They had endless confidence in Jestan. After all, he was the disciple of Ancestor Tian Qi. The fate of the Heavenly Dao Garden was in Jestan's hands.
This was the right decision. As for Lin Feng, although he was talented, powerful, and had a higher status, he still didn't meet the requirements of the Heavenly Dao Garden.
At this critical moment, everyone stared at the sky with their eyes wide open. Only Lin Feng closed his eyes to recover his Yuan Qi and physical strength.
At this moment, Jestan's eyes exploded with a strong white light. The light quickly gathered into a large barrier. Although the barrier was broken by the broadsword, it delayed the opportunity to attack. Jestan took advantage of this opportunity and punched with both his fists. It looked like two punches, but in fact, he punched no less than a hundred times.
Duan Long gripped the broadsword tightly, but he could only keep attacking the Shadowless Fists to avoid being hit by the fists. In the end, the fists couldn't do anything to Duan Long and his broadsword, but the broadsword didn't hurt Jestan either. Instead, it allowed Jestan to accumulate more energy. Under this attack, Duan Long held the broadsword tightly, but he could only retreat with a pale face.
With a loud bang, the broadsword also bounced off. Fortunately, Duan Long held the broadsword tightly. Otherwise, his chances of winning would be even slimmer. However, after this humiliation, Duan Long became even more anxious. He couldn't let Lin Feng win again. If an Earth-Grade God Ancestor lost to a saint-grade God Ancestor, then the Battle World would be in chaos.
"The one who should win can only be me!!" At this moment, Duan Long exploded with a move that even Duan Rong had never seen before, causing Duan Rong's expression to change drastically. He opened his mouth slightly, he never thought that Duan Long would have hidden a secret move.
At this moment, most people's expressions changed drastically as they looked at the blood-red light that was constantly rushing out from the sky, slowly enveloping the sky. Unlike Wu Ming's blood-red demonic light, Duan Long's blood-red light was filled with the aura of a True Dragon.
This was the unprecedented deterrence of a True Dragon under the blood-red setting sun. This deterrence made Jestan's heart sink. Unknowingly, the desire to advance was getting stronger and stronger, but the threat was also getting stronger.
"No, if this goes on, my vitality and stamina will be inferior to his. If this drags on, I'll only lose." Jestan's thoughts were very clear. His opponent was an Earth-Grade God Ancestor, so he had an advantage in vitality and stamina. Therefore, if he wanted to succeed, he had to fight head-on and suppress his opponent with his strength.
Thinking of this, Jestan's expression suddenly became solemn, like the wind and snow on a cold night, or the glacier on top of an iceberg. It was cold yet holy. Under the blue robe, everything was like an ant. Once this domineering aura appeared, who would dare to compete with it?
Buzz, the broad blade in Duan Long's hand also made a buzzing sound and trembled slightly, as if it was afraid of Jestan's aura. The Imperial City Governor Duan Rong saw this from the side, and his expression changed slightly. His broad blade was actually afraid of a Saint Grade? What a joke, but it was the truth.
Under the buzzing sound, Jestan exploded with his true strength. His blue robe could not hide his elegance. Like a pearl in the vast sea, after going through the baptism of the sea, it finally exploded with a bright luster. This was the case with Jestan.
Duan Long's heart trembled. At this moment, he felt that Jestan was becoming more and more unfamiliar. Not only had his vitality changed, even his aura had changed. If Jestan was said to be a ferocious tiger just now, then he was now a Qilin.
Duan Long took a deep breath and gripped his broad blade tightly. He could only use his final move in advance. If he still could not suppress Jestan, then he could only swallow the fruit of failure.
"Godly Dao, World Slash!"
Everyone in the sky could smell the scent of blood. An evil Qi was getting thicker and thicker, but under the light of the blade, there was an even more terrifying existence hidden, and that was Duan Long himself.
Duan Long held the broad blade in his hand and swung it in a circle in the sky. His blade exploded with the power of the Heaven and Earth. All the energy of the earth and heaven fused into the broad blade. The broad blade was like a beacon, shining with a blood-red luster. Every time it came into contact with the air, the people on the ground would have one more blade wound.
At this moment, everyone was panicking. Such a terrifying broad blade could actually hurt people through the air, and it could even hurt people unconsciously?
When the sharp light of the blade arrived in front of Lin Feng, Lin Feng raised his sword. The Divine War Sword exploded with an even more terrifying power, directly shattering the sharp edge of the broad blade. Lin Feng's actions attracted many people's attention, including Duan Rong.
Duan Rong was an expert when it came to using weapons, especially swords. But when he saw that Lin Feng was using a sword, he was astonished. Immediately after, he sensed that Lin Feng's weapon wasn't any weaker than a broadsword.
In the sky, the atmosphere was getting more and more terrifying. The blood-red blade released the energy of the Heaven and Earth. It forcibly sent Jestan flying more than a hundred meters away. Jestan gnashed his teeth and took a deep breath. At that moment, he had no choice but to use his ultimate move.
Originally, he wanted to use it against Lin Feng, so he didn't want to reveal it in advance. But if he didn't use it, he wouldn't be able to advance. How could he fight against Lin Feng?
His real strength!
At that moment, Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the sky. His mouth curved into a smile. Finally, Jestan dared to use his ultimate move.
Suddenly, lightning flashed in the sky. The strength of the thunder sounded like a dragon roaring. Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of meters long golden lightning bolts appeared in the sky and turned into gigantic dragons. In the blink of an eye, the entire sky was destroyed.
Rumbling sounds spread throughout the entire Zhen Wu Dynasty. The sky was filled with the light of thunder. The thunder blotted out the sky and covered the entire arena in darkness. Everyone felt as if there was a huge stone pressing against their chests. It was extremely uncomfortable.
The Great Ancestor stroked his beard and looked at the scene. He already knew who the winner of the battle was.
Duan Rong sighed and shook his head. His final efforts might have been in vain. Even with the help of the broadsword, he was not the one doing it himself. How much of the broadsword's strength could Duan Long display?
At this moment, the blood-colored saber light was completely shattered by the thunderbolts. As for Duan Long, he was struck by the thunderbolts until he did not look like a human anymore. His clothes were torn and his face was covered in black and purple scars from the thunderbolts.
Jestan looked extremely cold. He didn't give Duan Long any chance to fight back, so he could only attack with all his strength. Duan Long couldn't fight back at all.
"That's enough, that's enough!" Shouted Duan Rong furiously. He caught Duan Long in mid-air. Duan Long's body was covered with scars. If he had been more serious, his life would have been in danger.
Tyrannical, cruel, and fierce. At that moment, Jestan replaced Lin Feng and became the master of the arena to enjoy the glory.
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