Chapter 609 Endless Fighting (3rd Update, Thanks to the Reward From Alliance Leader Liu Fengxueruo)

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"Because you are the God of War?"

Xing Tian, ​​who was called the God of War in the ancient heaven, was stunned for a moment, then murmured.

"Yes!" An Lin replied seriously, and added in his heart, I am a man with the God of War system.

"Hahaha..." Xing Tian suddenly laughed, and the surging and endless fighting spirit burst out again, "Only if you remain undefeated can you be called a God of War, but now, you are going to lose to me!"

He formed an ancient seal with his hands, and the dark abyss on the ground suddenly surged, forming a shadow vortex.

"Abyss gravity!"

Boom! Extremely terrifying gravity came from the darkness on the ground.

At this moment, An Lin felt that his whole body seemed to be sucked into the darkness, and his muscles and bones were bearing extremely terrible forces, creaking.

The gravity from the abyss was very terrifying, but An Lin still did not fall down, he was still standing.

Xing Tian clenched his hand, and a blood axe containing supreme killing power condensed again and rushed towards An Lin.

An Lin's fingertips held the thunder, and a golden lightning with the power to destroy the void hit Xing Tian's head.

In a flash, Xing Tian's blood axe penetrated the void and struck the golden thunder, breaking it in an instant, and rushed to An Lin without stopping, slashing down!

An Lin did not dodge or avoid, in fact, under the terrible gravity of the abyss, he could not avoid Xing Tian's attack.

The blood axe fell on An Lin's chest, An Lin did not block it, but relied on his thick skin, golden lotus flashing, and punched Xing Tian's handsome face.

Boom! An Lin was chopped away by the blood axe, and Xing Tian was also knocked back a few steps by An Lin's punch. Fist marks appeared on his fair cheeks, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

An Lin stood up again, panting, but his eyes were extremely bright, and his fighting spirit was still high.

Xing Tian's mouth twitched slightly, and he rushed forward without saying a word, and the blood axe fell down with a roar.

An Lin also turned into a tough man who was ruthless and didn't talk much. He raised his fist with golden light wrapped around it and smashed it hard at Xing Tian's handsome face.

Boom! An Lin was chopped away by the blood axe again, and his body hit the wall of the fairy tower like a cannonball, causing the formation to tremble violently. Xing Tian was also knocked dizzy by the punch and fell to the ground.

"Why are you hitting me in the face again?!" Xing Tian touched his handsome face that was almost swollen, and said in shock and anger.

An Lin looked at him speechlessly: "Where I hit you is none of your business!"

"Fuck!" Xing Tian rarely cursed, and rushed towards An Lin again with the blood axe.

In fact, after the two earth-shaking fights before, the two had no strength left, and could no longer use the kind of magic that shocked the world and made the ghosts cry.

Xing Tian may have more strength left, but An Lin is thick-skinned!

Just like that, the two started another almost hand-to-hand fight, and the battle scene was extremely tragic.

An Lin was like an indestructible cockroach, and he could stand up again no matter how fierce the attack was.

Outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, thousands of students watched with their blood boiling and their expressions focused. Some people even clenched their fists unconsciously, looking at the figure on the screen with reverence and passion.

Even a salted fish like Tang Ximen was excited.

Bai Zhong also watched seriously, and An Lin's battle really touched his heartstrings.

That powerful figure, that fighting spirit of standing up again and again, and never giving in... He thought An Lin was too ambitious and unrealistic before, and now he feels ashamed when he thinks about it.

Just when everyone focused their attention on the battle between the two war gods, Su Qianyun, who had already passed the trial on the 84th floor, was standing there with a blank face.

She pouted and murmured in confusion: "What? How should I get out next? Why did the old man disappear? What should I do now?"

She glanced at the empty surroundings, but there was nothing she could do.

She was suppressed in power and could not directly break through the protective barrier of the Fairy Tower, so she could only be trapped inside.

Su Qianyun sighed and continued to be in a daze, still complaining in her heart.

"Ha Qiu!" Bai Zhong suddenly sneezed.

Hmm? Someone missed me?

He thought about it in confusion, then shook off the idea, and continued to look at the battle on the 98th floor with excitement and expectation.

The battle between An Lin and Xing Tian has entered the white-hot melee stage.

In order to save strength, Xing Tian even put away the Abyss Field and the Blood Axe, and directly hit An Lin with his bare hands, just to hit him in the face!

As for what hatred and grudges.

Seeing that Xing Tian's handsome face has now turned into a red and swollen pig head face, everyone can understand.

Bang bang bang... bang bang bang... da da da... puff puff puff...

After a fierce fight, An Lin punched Xing Tian in the eye, and Xing Tian punched An Lin in the face.

The two men were dizzy again and took a few steps back.

Xing Tian felt that his eyes were a little dark, and pointed at An Lin and said angrily: "Didn't you hit my face? Why did you hit my eyes again?!"

An Lin shook his dizzy head and said embarrassedly: "Hit my eyes? Sorry, I didn't pay attention..."

After that, he clenched his fists again and made a punching gesture: "Come again!"

Come again? Hearing this, Xing Tian was inexplicably panicked.

He looked at An Lin seriously and felt the great fighting spirit in An Lin's body. That was indeed the potential of a war god. After fighting to this point, Xing Tian had to admit that An Lin was really his rival!

He saw An Lin's handsome face again. He had been hit so many times, but it was not swollen...

It's not fair! Why is my face broken, but An Lin is still fine? !

Xing Tian pointed at An Lin and asked coldly: "What kind of physique do you have? Did you inherit the Xuanwu, or have the blood of Xuanwu, turtle, etc.?!"

His words asked the question in everyone's mind.

An Lin's heart was stuffy when he heard it, and he looked up and said solemnly: "I have the body of a war god!"

Xing Tian's mouth twitched: "Are you perfunctory to me again? Is your obsession with the 'war god' so strong?"

An Lin said helplessly: "I didn't lie to you!"

These days, no one believes the truth.

"Well, let's decide the final victory between the two of us now!" Xing Tian stopped talking nonsense and began to turn all his strength around.

He knew that he couldn't drag it on any longer. An Lin's physical strength was far beyond his expectations. The war of attrition obviously wouldn't work. He had to use the strongest and sharpest blow to quickly resolve the battle!

Red blood enveloped his hands, and a dark and deep spear began to appear in his hands.

As soon as the spear that gathered all of Xing Tian's strength appeared, the endless abyss aura spread wildly, making the space as cold as an extremely cold place.

An Lin's heart trembled, and a very strong omen of death swept through his body.

"Abyss Flash Spear!" Xing Tian stepped forward, his body was as fast as thunder, and the abyss spear in his hand was like a black lightning flash, instantly piercing An Lin's chest.

An Lin's fist was covered with golden light, and he still punched Xing Tian's face.

Hiss...

The black spear pierced An Lin's chest, and an extremely sharp hissing sound broke out, as if it was going to pierce his entire heart. An Lin's golden fist also landed on Xing Tian's red and swollen face.

Boom!

The endless dark power of the abyss once again filled the entire space.

The students outside the Immortal Spirit Tower saw the water ripple screen go black again.

When the screen reappeared, it showed a scene of two people falling to the ground.

Who won?

Thousands of students stared with their eyes wide open, so nervous that they even forgot to breathe.