Hearing Shen Qiang's words, Xu Nan exhaled a long breath. Not only did his gaze become more gentle, but his mood also relaxed.

Meanwhile, True Yuan erupted into the sky like a geyser from Ling Zhengyang, whose eyes became rapturous and fierce: "Fight until I kneel? Shen Qiang, you really have an imagination. Not to mention this mere Evil Spirit, even a Dao Fruit Stage super expert beside you may not have that ability!"

Along with his fierce shout,

the small live broadcast room on the Immortal Realm Forum exploded with messages from numerous cultivators.

"Wow, this should be the legendary Evil Spirit Armor of Carefree Valley, which is said to be able to challenge even super experts at the Dao Fruit Stage! It's a pity, though, Ling Zhengyang is the head of the Five Tigers of the Cultivation World; he has surpassed realms!"

"Indeed, Ling Zhengyang is a true battle maniac. Do you know Zhang Shuheng, a Dao Fruit Stage expert from the Zhang Family in Shanghai? Ling Zhengyang fought him for a whole day and night and lost by just one move!"

"The Evil Spirit is strong, but after all, it's just a spectral entity. Relying on it to defeat Ling Zhengyang is absolutely impossible!"

Not only did the cultivators in the live broadcast room think so, but also,

Zuo Lianghao, leaning on the Eagle Demon, was full of shock and then frowned, saying, "Boss, you shouldn't have accepted Ling Zhengyang's challenge. In a head-on battle, Ling Zhengyang is an existence that has surpassed levels, and that Evil Spirit probably only has strength close to the initial stage of the Dao Fruit Stage. It's impossible for it to win."

The voluptuous and graceful Sleeping Fire Lotus Demon Ke Bizhu also said seriously, "I once fought with this Evil Spirit. Seeing Ling Zhengyang's True Yuan strength, even I, or Ji Wei, can't guarantee victory, so Boss, let someone else go up, otherwise, we'll lose."

At this moment,

True Yuan from Ling Zhengyang, like a geyser, reached his most proficient realm, arrogantly gesturing to Shen Qiang like a king and scornfully said, "Turns out you're just a talentless guy. You think such an Evil Spirit is qualified to fight me? To shatter it only takes one punch!"

Shen Qiang smiled, "Oh? Then I'll be watching closely."

Ling Zhengyang laughed wildly, moving toward Shen Qiang. Each step made the earth tremble.

Such a scene made numerous cultivators watching the live broadcast in the Immortal Realm Forum full of shock.

"How terrifying Ling Zhengyang is, truly deserving of the title of the strongest among the Five Tigers of the Cultivation World; such power is something not even a Yang God Realm cultivator or a supposed Evil Spirit can resist!"

"Alas, I used to think Shen Qiang was a wise man, but I'm surprised he foolishly accepted Ling Zhengyang's duel. You must know Ling Zhengyang is known as the battle demon of the Cultivation World; there's no cultivator he dares not challenge or cannot defeat!"

"Shen Qiang is in danger. We've seen this Evil Spirit at the Treasure Exhibition. It's strong, but it depends on the comparison. If Shen Qiang relies on it for protection, then Shen Qiang is doomed to a duel to the death. Ling Zhengyang has never lost."

"Hmm, Shen Qiang is too reckless. Alas, unless he disregards the agreement and flagrantly violates the duel promise, otherwise… he's doomed!"

But just when everyone thought Shen Qiang's Evil Spirit didn't have a chance, and the imposing Ling Zhengyang was arrogantly advancing,

the Evil Spirit, which had been standing silently in front of Shen Qiang, suddenly took a step forward.

In an instant,

Ling Zhengyang, who was arrogantly advancing, stopped his steps; not only that,

his eyes became inexplicably stunned.

Because the timing of the Evil Spirit's step forward just happened at the moment of Ling Zhengyang's breath transformation.

"This is impossible!" Ling Zhengyang's eyes were full of shock: "I've seen Sha Jianming's Evil Spirit Armor, I know his strength! He's far inferior to me, so this must be a coincidence, he doesn't have the ability to target me."

Thinking this in his heart, with a smile again on his lips, Ling Zhengyang stepped forward and said loudly: "Evil Spirit stand down, or one punch will make your soul scatter."

Following the words, Ling Zhengyang's momentum, like a geyser of True Yuan, was astonishingly overwhelming.

But just then, the Evil Spirit suddenly took another step forward.

In just a moment, the arrogant expression vanished from Ling Zhengyang's face.

"Impossible! He's interrupted my momentum accumulation; he's affecting my breath again, this cannot be!"

And almost in the moment of his shock, the Evil Spirit took two steps forward and suddenly opened its blood-red eyes.

In just a moment.

The terrifying aura of bloodlust erupted into the sky with a posture even more violent than Ling Zhengyang's True Yuan.

So powerful that it made the Eagle Demon and Zuo Lianghao instantly retreat to a kilometer away in the air.

So powerful that blue flames instantly erupted around Ji Wei.

Even more terrifying, when the aura of bloodlust soared into the sky, those distant cultivators who were streaming the live broadcast with their mobile phones, unexpectedly and in utter horror, trembled like sieves.

"So strong! Such a powerful Evil Spirit!" Ling Zhengyang's eyes were shocked.

Almost at the same time, the Evil Spirit, having opened its eyes, let out an eerie sound of armor friction. Then, before everyone's astonished gaze, they all heard, in horror, the Evil Spirit speak!

"A very good young man, come under my command and be a Vanguard Officer."

Instantly, everyone was astonished.

Waiting to see the Evil Spirit brutally beat Ling Zhengyang, Shen Qiang frowned at these words, then couldn't help but sigh. As expected of the Evil Spirit Yuwen Hu, who killed three emperors, even in the face of such a powerful Ling Zhengyang, it dared to make a private move in front of Shen Qiang and even wanted to recruit him as a Vanguard Officer?

What a joke!

The proud Ling Zhengyang would rather die than ever follow Shen Qiang's Evil Spirit.

Sure enough,

at the same time Shen Qiang's mouth showed a helpless smile.

Ling Zhengyang suddenly snarled furiously: "The Evil Spirit dares to disturb my mind again! Do you not remember the lesson I gave you before!"

Hearing these words,

there was a boom.

The air seemed to be torn apart by the bloody aura emanating from the Evil Spirit.

In Ling Zhengyang's horrified gaze,

accompanied by the sound of armor friction, the Evil Spirit, condensed in black mist, seriously posed in the stance of preparing to draw a sword,

Sword Force soaring toward the sky.

Without seeing the sword, time and space seemed to be torn apart, left in terror howling under the crushing Gang Wind.

"Impossible! I've seen you, you can't be this strong!" Ling Zhengyang was shocked.

The right hand slowly reached to the waist, the Evil Spirit said in an unusually proud voice: "In front of someone I don't want to seriously assist, just a perfunctory effort is enough. But in front of my lord whom I seriously follow, I will give my all."

"So young man, don't challenge my patience. Come under my command and be a Vanguard Officer, assist my lord in shaking the world. You may not become a General, but I believe you have the ability to be a mighty warrior!"

"Nonsense! Even if I'm at the end of my rope, it won't be up to you this Evil Spirit and Shen Qiang to prosper. With this punch, I'll blow you apart!"

Ling Zhengyang furiously stepped forward, his True Yuan erupted like a volcano dormant for ages finally exploding, with flames soaring high, as if about to devour everything.

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