Chapter 4160: Forced Draw

"Elder Ruxin, why do you say that?" Wu Yiyao turned to look at Elder Ruxin, wondering, "Since the law of time exists, shouldn't it be used?"

"The law of time, the law of life... are directly related to cause and effect." Elder Ruxin looked at Wu Yiyao and said seriously, "Because whether it is the law of life or the law of time, it will directly change the original result of things, so... it will be tainted by cause and effect."

"If you are tainted by cause and effect, you will be retaliated."

"Therefore, even if Lin Wuqian really mastered the law of time, he didn't have to use it in such an occasion... the gain would outweigh the loss."

"I see." Wu Yiyao nodded slightly and subconsciously looked at the direction where Fang Yu was.

"I wonder if Han Dazun has mastered the law of time? He is a strong man in the Qi Refining Stage... I have to find a chance to ask him later."

At this moment, Fang Yu didn't care about Wu Yiyao's gaze.

His attention was all on Lin Wuqian in the battle area.

Zhu Mingming was severely injured, and he was not surprised by this.

The only thing he cared about was Lin Wuqian's performance.

However, what Lin Wuqian has shown so far... both his body movements and his aura are different from the person he thought of.

This made him doubt his previous speculation.

Lin Wuqian... could he really be that person?

Although he can feel very similar in his eyes and personality.

But why are his aura and fighting style different from before?

Fang Yu frowned slightly.

"No... think from another angle. If Lin Wuqian is really Lin Batian as I thought, then... since I can recognize him with just one look, then he should be able to recognize me. And... communicate with me." Fang Yu's eyes flickered, thinking, "Since he didn't take the initiative to communicate with me, it means that he must have been restricted in some way and cannot reveal his identity for the time being."

"Therefore, even in the case of fighting, he has to try his best to disguise himself."

Fang Yu didn't think about it any further.

In his opinion, Lin Wuqian's true identity is most likely Lin Batian.

But since Lin Batian didn't take the initiative to communicate with him, he also had to consider the other party's situation, so... he didn't rush to communicate with him.

"Let's wait and see." Fang Yu thought.

At this moment, in the Great God and Buddha Temple, Ling's face was extremely ugly.

She didn't expect that Zhu Mingming would suffer such a heavy blow!

"Brother Mingming can't lose! Impossible..." Ling gritted his teeth, as if comforting himself, and as if cheering Zhu Mingming up.

In the battle area, Lin Wuqian raised the paper fan in his hand.

"Buzz..."

The paper fan suddenly flashed a black light!

The next second, the paper fan turned into countless sharp blades, shooting towards the position where Zhu Mingming fell like a rainstorm!

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Countless sharp blades fell, covering a wide range.

"Xiao Zhou, I gave you a chance, but you didn't catch it, so I have to end the battle." Lin Wuqian said, smiling slightly, raised his right palm, and faced the sky.

"Boom boom boom..."

After Lin Wuqian raised his right palm, a huge black hole suddenly appeared in the sky!

The black hole expanded, and the inside released a terrifying cold air.

"I won't say more. I'll just give you a hammer. If you can hold on, you can survive. If you can't... I wish you a good journey." Lin Wuqian smiled faintly and pressed down with his right palm.

"Boom!"

A giant hammer fell from the black hole in the sky and hit the position of Zhu Mingming at the fastest speed.

Under the ground, Zhu Mingming felt the arrival of this terrifying breath.

He gritted his teeth and raised his palms.

"The power of the ancient god king!"

Zhu Mingming roared, a mark appeared on his forehead, and the surface of his body glowed.

A beam of golden light blasted out from the ground and rushed straight to the giant hammer falling from the sky!

At this moment, all the cultivators on the stage could feel that the two extremely powerful magic powers were about to collide!

Whoever has stronger magic power will most likely become the winner of this battle!

"Bang..."

However, at this moment, the entire spiritual platform suddenly shook violently!

The barrier collapsed, and many cultivators on the stage were hit by violent magic power!

At the same moment, all the monks on the stage were enveloped by the light shield.

Including Lin Wuqian and Zhou Mingming who were in the battle area.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The light flashed, and the space law was activated.

"Boom..."

The battle area of ​​the spiritual platform collapsed directly, quickly compressed into a small magic ball, and disappeared in the air.

The vibration of the entire spiritual platform continued for a while, and then slowly calmed down.

The many monks on the spiritual platform stabilized their bodies under the wrapping of the magic energy and were not blown away.

As for Lin Wuqian and Zhou Mingming, they were teleported back to the position before the battle.

"The battle area collapsed, the barrier was lost... This battle is considered a draw."

At this time, the deep voice came from the sky above the spiritual platform.

Hearing this, the monks on the stage were shocked, and they all turned their eyes to Lin Wuqian and Zhou Mingming.

Even the battle area collapsed...

And how strong are the two?

A draw has never happened in previous sessions!

In the Great God and Buddha Temple, Zhu Mingming was breathing rapidly and looking in the direction of Lin Wuqian.

His head had recovered, but the immortal power in his body was still a little disordered.

Facing Lin Wuqian's attack, to be honest... he felt that his hasty counterattack was difficult to resist.

"Sword Comes"

Only he knew... he was at an absolute disadvantage just now!

But no matter what... a draw is a good thing for him.

Later... he still has a chance to get back on track.

"Forced draw... Ha, these old and disrespectful people in the Great God and Buddha Temple." Lin Wuqian shook his head, sneered, and shook the paper fan in his hand again.

"My lord, they are interfering with the battle like this... what should we do?" Baimei asked on the side.

"They broke the rules first, so we will follow suit." Lin Wuqian sneered.