Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Under the terrifying collision and the terrifying hurricane, a figure bathed in blood... The silver radiance that suffused the sky descended, and the storm vanished. Within the storm, a figure bathed in blood stood proudly. Both of them had weak auras and were in a sorry state. The only difference was that one of them had been blasted flying. One of them stood proudly in the air!    

Did I fail?    

I didn't expect that I would still be defeated by you in the end.    

If I'm not strong enough, I won't be able to protect my glory!    

Tian Haiyu looked frustrated and frustrated. He was confident that he would be able to defeat him with a single blow, and he felt aggrieved in his heart.    

I can't lose to you!    

Tian Haiyu's eyes were red, and the veins on his palm were dropping. There seemed to be countless Torch Dragon twisting on his squirming skin. The silver spear was sharp and fierce, and the long spear in his hand was emitting a terrifying aura.    

To be precise, Tian Haiyu's body was surging with an extremely terrifying aura.    

"You're courting death!"    

Feng Ming's expression turned serious, his brows tightly knitted. His eyes stared at Tian Haiyu with a complicated expression, and his expression became heavy.    

His words were not because he thought that Tian Haiyu was weaker than him, but because of his madness.    

He had overdrawn his limit. Perhaps this would allow him to unleash an attack that transcended himself in an instant. This attack could kill him in an instant, but after this attack, Tian Haiyu's soul would also be broken in this place.    

"Enough!"    

Just as Tian Haiyu's Qi was soaring up to the sky, it sounded like thunder from the bottom of his heart. A warm palm pressed on his shoulder.    

Ao Lingchen appeared behind Tian Haiyu like a ghost and shook his head at him. Boundless spiritual energy surged out of his sea of consciousness and enveloped the latter's body, suppressing the rising killing intent around him.    

If it was for the sake of victory and defeat, he would have to pay with his life. Ao Lingchen did not want to see this happen to his friends.    

Life could disappear for protection and for killing enemies, but it was not worth it to fight for supremacy.    

Ao Lingchen knew very well that this was a battle of honor and dignity for Tian Haiyu. He could also understand Tian Haiyu's feelings, but he didn't want to lose a friend just like that.    

Looking at Ao Lingchen, sensing his thoughts, and looking into his worried eyes, Tian Haiyu's emotions gradually calmed down. Although the surging energy hadn't disappeared, it had stopped growing.    

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Your spear is no worse than his. If you fight again, whoever wins will lose. Only the heavens know that it's not worth it to pay the price of your life for a moment of anger!"    

Ao Lingchen looked at Tian Haiyu with a pair of deep eyes and said in a serious tone, "We should look forward to the future. Our limit is not just Peak of Martial Sect Stage. We must become Half Step Martial King, Martial King, and supreme emperor. We must walk out of Desolate Domain and meet stronger opponents. "    

"Therefore!"    

Ao Lingchen looked at Tian Haiyu quietly and didn't say anything. He knew that if he couldn't figure it out, he could only let Tian Haiyu go.    

Ao Lingchen didn't know that when his words fell into Feng Ming's ears, he subconsciously looked at the former a few more times. What this fellow said was the same as what the king had told him that day. His mouth transformed into the king's sharpest spear, sweeping away the thorns. He was also referring to conquering the Desolate Domain, leaving the Desolate Domain and conquering a wider world.    

Such a thought was suddenly exaggerated. However, those who were confident in themselves should be looking at him in such a way, even if they might die halfway in the future.    

As the phoenix cry was filled with distracting thoughts, Tian Haiyu was deeply moved. Ao Lingchen's words were deeply rippling in the depths of his mind.    

That's right, he was only defeated. Before he became a core disciple, he had suffered a crushing defeat many times. Why was he so obsessed with the outcome of this battle?    

A true expert should learn from their failures and cultivate diligently. After improving their strength, they should find a place to fight and climb to the peak.    

He had never been able to reach the peak of perfection smoothly and smoothly.    

Without any setbacks, he would not be able to train an expert who had reached the peak of Perfection!    

"Hu!"    

Letting out a long breath of cold air, the surging blood and qi on Tian Haiyu's body instantly calmed down. That terrifying aura also returned to his body at this moment.    

Tian Haiyu looked at Ao Lingchen with a sincere expression, "Thank you!"    

This thanks, apart from thanking Ao Lingchen for stopping him from giving up his life, he also thanked Ao Lingchen for saying those words, allowing him to walk out of the dark cloud of defeat.    

After saying that, Tian Haiyu turned his head and looked at the figure floating in the air with a profound look in his eyes. With a solemn expression, he said, "Fengming, you have won today's battle. However... Remember, this victory is only temporary. It won't take long. I'll get it back. "    

"It won't take long!"    

As he spoke, the silver spear in his hand stabbed into the ground in a domineering manner. His fighting spirit surged, as if that overbearing and confident Tian Haiyu had returned!    

The Phoenix Cry Spear lightly hummed as it lightly glanced at him. Its eyebrows slightly raised, and the corners of its mouth rose. It revealed a confident look, "You won't have a chance!"    

Both of them were geniuses with outstanding talent. Everyone had their own confidence and pride. Today, the one who won was him. Phoenix Cry did not think that Tian Haiyu would have a chance to catch up to him.    

In the future, the gap would only grow larger and larger!    

Overbearing, Fengming felt a trace of appreciation towards Tian Haiyu. He was more confident in himself.    

Feng Ming's overbearing attitude didn't attract Tian Haiyu's attention. The winner was king and the loser was bandit. Now that he was the loser, what he needed wasn't to be rude and unyielding, but to accumulate this defeat deep in his heart and wash away his shame in the future battle.    

Tian Haiyu remained silent. Ao Lingchen stepped on the snow lightly, his eyes sparkling like stars. He raised his head and stared at Feng Ming, who was hovering in the air. With a slightly serious expression, he said, "The few people from the Screen Blade have also fought. The Martial Sect Stage Competition has just begun. There is no need to fight to the death here. How about we leave our grudges to the next round? "    

As he spoke, Ao Lingchen's eyes focused on Feng Mingyu and Yan Mo. Whether they agreed or not depended entirely on them.    

Ao Lingchen was fearless in battle. If they wanted to fight to the death today, he would accompany them to the end.    

If they really wanted to fight to the death, it was hard to say who would win. Ao Lingchen was still confident in his trump card, even though he didn't like to reach that step.    

Ao Lingchen's words also affected the hearts of everyone present. Even Tian Haiyu raised his head and stared at Feng Ming. He gripped the silver spear tightly, and the Qi that had just calmed down rose slowly and lingered around his body.    

When Ao Lingchen and the others looked over, the few people floating in the air were also looking at Yan Mo. Even Fengming was looking at her. She had the final say in this matter.    

"Let's go!"    

Yan Mo's phoenix brows trembled slightly. Her sharp eyes fiercely glared at Ao Lingchen. Pure Yuan Qi surged from her body. Her jade feet stepped on the air and rippled. With a swoosh, it was like a black rose with thorns piercing through the air and disappeared into the horizon.    

Almost at the same time, the few people beside Yan Mo stepped on the wind and moved. Under the gaze of Ao Lingchen and the others, there was an ear-piercing sound of air being torn apart as they disappeared from their field of vision.    

"Tian Haiyu, I will wait for you to fight!"    

A cold and confident voice spread out in the air without a trace and echoed in the snow.    

Staring at the empty surroundings, Tian Haiyu raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself, "It won't be long!"    

The battle between the spears of Essence Sword Sect had come to an end. However, everyone knew that this was only the prelude to an even more intense collision.    

"Let's go. It's time to prepare for the next round!"    

Ao Lingchen stretched out his hand and patted Tian Haiyu's shoulder. His confident voice rang out. He took the lead and walked towards a direction. At the end of this direction, he could vaguely see the overlapping of mountains.