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I'm the real Vermilion Bird
"Wait, look! Two Vermilion Birds! "
At this moment, a surprised voice rang out. Everyone looked over and instantly sucked in a breath of cold air.
Two Vermilion Birds appeared in the flames. The second Vermilion Bird was even larger and more ancient. If Lin Xuanwu's Vermilion Bird was flawed, then the second Vermilion Bird was flawless. Its bloodline seemed to be more orthodox!
"What's going on? "
The crowd forgot how to breathe. They were shocked!
"The tenth move! "
At that moment, a cold voice rang out. The second Vermilion Bird shone brightly and was devouring the first Vermilion Bird. It was terrifying!
"How can you devour my flames! "
Lin Xuanwu's anxious voice rang out from the endless flames!
Devour?
The crowd was even more confused. Lin Xuanwu had displayed the Vermilion Bird's flames. They thought that he would definitely win, but now, his flames seemed to be devoured. How could this be?
"Because I'm the real Vermilion Bird! "
Boom!
A cold voice rang out. An even hotter flame erupted. The first Vermilion Bird was devoured. Then, the endless sea of flames began to converge. A dazzling figure appeared and gradually became clearer!
It was a slender young man. His entire body was covered in blood-red flames. An even clearer Vermilion Bird phantom appeared behind him. A pair of Vermilion Bird wings flapped continuously, allowing the young man to gently descend from the sky!
"How spirited! "
The crowd subconsciously exclaimed. This young man was extraordinary, like the king of the Vermilion Bird!
"It's Lin Ling!" "
But in the next moment, everyone gasped. They realized that the young man flying down was Lin Ling!
Bang!
Then, a figure crashed down from the sky. That sound made everyone's hearts tremble. They looked over and saw that it was Lin Xuanwu. But at that moment, Lin Xuanwu's face was pale. He no longer had any flames. He only looked at Lin Ling in fear!
"Why did you devour my flames!" "
A voice that puzzled countless people came out of Lin Xuanwu's mouth, causing even more people to be curious!
"I'm sorry. The Vermilion Bird's inheritance is only the True Flames of Samadhi. The real inheritance is in the True Flames of Samadhi. I obtained the True Flames of Samadhi, so I naturally have to take back the True Flames of Samadhi!" "
A calm voice floated out of Lin Ling's mouth.
Shocking!
The crowd was shocked. Lin Ling was the true Vermillion Bird?
Lin Xuanwu had only obtained the First Truth Flame, while Lin Ling had obtained the Samadhi True Flame. Therefore, Lin Ling had the right to take away Lin Xuanwu's Vermillion Bird Flame!
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought that they were dreaming!
What was laughable was that Lin Xuanwu had thought that he could easily kill Lin Ling by using the Vermilion Bird's flames. Who would have thought that his Vermilion Bird would encounter the true master of the Vermilion Bird? Not only was he unable to kill Lin Ling, but Lin Ling had also deprived him of the Vermilion Bird's flames!
And Lin Ling's Vermillion Bird title was well deserved!
Puff!
Lin Xuanwu lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. This scene was too great a blow to him. Lin Ling was the final victor, but what was ironic was that after he left the Vermillion Bird Divine Martial Tomb, he was still thinking about how Lin Ling would feel if he returned empty-handed.
But now, he was the one suffering. He had lost, lost in a shameful way!
"In fact, I should be thanking you and Zhou Xiaoping. If you didn't push me down the mountain, I wouldn't have been able to reach the real Jiumao Mountain!" Lin Ling said again, causing Lin Xuanwu to spit out another mouthful of blood!
In the distance, Zhou Xiaoping's face turned pale. Lost, everything was lost. The most ironic thing was that not only did she fail to harm Lin Ling, she helped Lin Ling instead!
If she didn't push Lin Ling down the mountain, who would have known that the real Jiumao Mountain was in the river? Perhaps, no one would have been able to reach that place!
"Zhou Xiaoping, that's why I have to thank you!" Lin Ling's cold voice resounded.
Zhou Xiaoping's face was as white as a sheet. How could she not hear the mockery in Lin Ling's voice?
At this point, victory and defeat had been decided!
The crowd was still in a state of shock. Lin Ling hid his strength so well that no one could see through him. He gave Lin Xuanwu ten moves and after ten moves, not only did he not lose, he even displayed the terrifying Vermilion Bird's inheritance!
No one would have thought that Lin Ling would be the final Vermilion Bird Master in the tomb of the Vermilion Bird!
Then, the crowd looked at Lin Xuanwu again. At this moment, the pride of the heavens suddenly seemed laughable.
Because of the Vermilion Bird's inheritance, Lin Xuanwu did not attack Lin Ling in the Jiumao Mountain. However, everyone thought that Lin Xuanwu would seek revenge after leaving the Jiumao Mountain. In the end, Lin Xuanwu was the one who lost!
This also meant that the one who did not attack in the Jiumao Mountain was Lin Ling!
Whoosh!
At this moment, a figure landed beside Lin Xuanwu. It was He Yuehua. "Lin Ling, I didn't expect your martial arts heart to be so firm and your talent to be so terrifying. Now that you've obtained the Vermilion Bird's inheritance, your future is limitless!" "Thank you."
"But what is the meaning of Senior He's appearance?" "Thank you."
Lin Ling nodded and lightly said.
"Your battle is over. You've won. I will take Lin Xuanwu away. After all, I have some friendship with Lin Xuanwu's master!" He Yuehua said with a smile!
On the ground, Lin Xuanwu's face was pale. But after hearing these words, his eyes revealed a glimmer of hope.
"Senior He, I respect you very much. But I must do what I say. If I want to kill him, no one will be able to stop me!" Lin Ling shook his head, his eyes firm!
"He is a disciple of the Seven Profound Martial House. You are courting death!" He Yuehua frowned. Lin Ling was not giving her any face.
"You said that a martial artist must have a sharp spirit and bravely move forward. How can you retreat because of the Seven Profound Martial House? Moreover, he said that Senior He would not interfere in our battle. But now that he has lost, Senior He seems to have interfered! " "Yes.
Lin Ling's attitude was still as unyielding as before. He Yuehua appreciated him, and he was grateful to her. But that was another matter. How could Lin Ling be soft-hearted because of some words of appreciation?
Senior He's complexion was ugly. He had indeed said those words before, but he was a senior, and Lin Ling was a junior. Now that Lin Ling had said those words, how could he let go of his face?
"Lin Ling!" "Yes."
He was about to speak, but Lin Ling quickly interrupted him. "Senior He said that a gentleman's word cannot be taken back. You said it, but did you do it? I said that I would kill him, so I will do it! " "Yes."
"So resolute! "Yes."
His voice caused the hearts of the crowd to tremble. Lin Ling was very strong. He did not fear the Seven Profound Martial House, nor did he fear He Yuehua. He wanted to kill Lin Xuanwu in front of everyone!
"What if I stop you?" "Yes."
He Yuehua's pupils flashed, and she suddenly said.
"You once helped me, so I will be merciful to you. But only once. An eye for an eye. If you continue to be stubborn, then I will kill you too!" Lin Ling slowly said, his killing intent resolute. If God blocked him, then he would kill God. If Buddha blocked him, then he would destroy Buddha!
He and He Yuehua were not friends, but He Yuehua appreciated him. But because of this appreciation, did he have to be merciful? If everyone praised him, then wouldn't Lin Ling agree to everyone's conditions?
Not to mention, He Yuehua's appreciation was the appreciation of someone high above. It was not the appreciation of someone of the same generation. This kind of appreciation had the flavor of a reward!
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