Chapter 280 Diao Lingyun vs. the Fourth Knight
The woman was extremely beautiful, with long golden hair fluttering in the wind, as bright and dazzling as the sun. She was wearing a scarlet battle robe, the bright color seemed like a burning flame, full of endless passion and vitality.

The golden light armor was worn over her battle robe, and the delicate texture shimmered, making her graceful figure even more charming.

Her face was as white as jade, and her features were as delicate as the most proud work of a sculptor. Under her slender eyebrows, her eyes were as bright as stars, deep and mysterious, making people sink into them and unable to extricate themselves.

The high nose bridge shows her determination and courage, and the slightly upturned lips carry a faint smile, which is both noble and elegant, yet still retains the coolness of a warrior.

Every move she made was a combination of elegance and heroic spirit. Every movement was smooth and graceful, yet contained great power, as if she could burst out with amazing fighting power at any time.

She stood there quietly, like a queen on the battlefield, awe-inspiring and fascinating.

The fourth knight of the Kingdom Organization, Queen, Pala.

In hell, there are ten levels of severe heat!
There is no doubt that this is at least one of the top powerful people in the top level.

"The Fourth Knight of the Kingdom Organization? We in the Hall of Heroes are fighting against your Kingdom Organization!"

Diao Lingyun showed no sign of weakness and maintained an extremely tough attitude. Her eyes were wide open, burning with anger, as if she wanted to burn all the enemies in front of her to ashes.

The murderous aura spread all over his body, boiling like water. The surging murderous intent turned into tangible pressure, causing Beiluo Shimen and Xia Ling to feel a stinging pain from afar.

Beiluo Shimen frowned unconsciously, his body paused slightly, and he was secretly shocked by the terrifying aura that Diao Lingyun was emitting at the moment.

"This woman is worthy of being the second in command of the Hall of Heroes and the holder of the most powerful martial spirit in the world. This murderous aura is completely worthy of her name as the God of Killing!"

Beiluo Shimen was amazed at Diao Lingyun's murderous aura.

Xia Ling was forced to retreat again and again by this invisible pressure. Her face turned pale in an instant and she had difficulty breathing.

"This sister is so scary!"

Xia Ling tried hard to calm herself down, but she was still a little frightened.

Diao Lingyun held the Qionglong Fang in her hand and took a step forward, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"Blonde woman! There's no point in talking any more, let's fight!" Diao Lingyun was a ruthless person who didn't say much. She said one sentence and immediately swung the Dragon Fang to kill Pala, splitting Huashan with one blow. The fierce momentum seemed to be able to split the space into a crack.

Pala's expression remained unchanged, with a hint of calmness and confidence in her eyes. A golden spear appeared in her hand, shining brightly like a golden sun. She held it horizontally with both hands, blocking Diao Lingyun's powerful move of splitting Huashan head-on.

There was a loud bang, and a powerful energy wave spread out from the two people. The surrounding dust was instantly raised, forming a dust fog that covered the sky and the sun.

Diao Lingyun's attack was blocked, but she did not flinch, and immediately launched a series of violent attacks. The dragon fangs in her hand flew up and down, and each attack contained the determination to kill.

Pala was not to be outdone, the golden spear danced in her hand tightly, dispelling Diao Lingyun's attacks one by one. The two of them fought back and forth, the battle became more and more intense, and neither of them was willing to give in.

The two men attacked each other with all their strength, and the collision between the Qionglong Fang and the golden spear made a terrifying explosion, which was as deafening as thunder.

The ground cracked under the tremendous impact, and huge cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, deep and bottomless.

The powerful wind wave rolled like a raging wave, sweeping in all directions. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the grass and trees were uprooted.

The shock waves came one after another, seemingly without end. The surrounding air was distorted, forming blurry patches of light and shadow.

Bei Luo Shimen and Xia Ling in the distance had to use all their strength to resist the horrific aftermath, but they were still forced back repeatedly, their blood boiling.

In the center of the battlefield, Diao Lingyun and Pala both clenched their teeth, their eyes wide open, and their clothes rustled in the strong wind.

Their hair was flying in disarray, but they refused to let go of their weapons, and were trying their best to suppress each other.

The two men wrestled in a simple struggle, their muscles tensed and veins bulging, and their strength clashed fiercely at the intersection of the dragon's fang and the golden spear, with no clear winner.

Then, each of them took three steps back, leaving deep footprints on the ground with each step. They both shouted at the same time: "Come again!"

"Come again!"

Before the voice fell, they rushed towards each other again like cannonballs, and in an instant there was another violent collision.

"boom!"

The loud noise shook the sky, sparks flew, and the powerful energy fluctuations caused the space to temporarily distort.

They kept hitting each other, as if they wanted to vent all their strength in this fierce battle. Every collision was like the collision of two stars, shocking.

Diao Lingyun's eyes were determined, her teeth were clenched, and she was waving the Qionglong Fang in her hand with great vigor and an unstoppable momentum.

Pala was no less impressive. The golden spear in her hand was like a nimble dragon, shining with light, and she met Diao Lingyun's attacks again and again.

The surrounding environment became a mess during their fierce battle, with mountains collapsing and the earth cracking, but they were still immersed in this life-and-death battle and no one was willing to stop first.

"It's rare to find a woman as strong as you. I've never met a woman as strong as you! Not only are you strong, but your fighting ability is also absolutely top-notch!"

Diao Lingyun recognized Pala's strength and fighting ability. The look in her eyes became more and more crazy, and her fighting spirit became more boiling.

Pala's fighting ability is indeed strong. As the spirit carrier of the goddess of war, she has almost perfectly inherited Athena's fighting instinct honed in countless wars.

She was agile, and every transition between attack and defense was smooth and natural, without any flaws. The golden spear in her hand seemed to be integrated with her, and she wielded deadly power at will.

Diao Lingyun's attacks became more and more fierce, and her moves became more and more tricky, but Pala was always able to cleverly resolve them with his keen combat intuition and excellent reaction ability.

Her eyes were firm and calm. She always kept a clear mind in the fierce battle, analyzing Diao Lingyun's attack pattern and looking for opportunities to counterattack.

On the battlefield, the two figures intertwined, lights flickered, and powerful auras collided with each other, making the whole scene extremely tense and oppressive.

Pala's spearmanship is a display of skill, with all changes under his control, an artistic agility.

Diao Lingyun's Qiulongya is even more violent and bold, with wide openings and closings, straightforward, and more inclined towards violent aesthetics.

"Come again!"

Diao Lingyun swept away thousands of enemies with one strike, and took the initiative to attack again, heading straight for Pala's face.

"If that's the case, then die!"

Faced with Diao Lingyun's proactive attack, Pala's face darkened and he slowly thrust the spear in his hand forward.

There was no fancy technique, just such a simple straight stab, but it made Diao Lingyun feel the oncoming spear. No matter how she dodged, her attack would pierce a hole in her body before hitting the opponent.

This is not a martial art at all, but a pure battlefield fighting skill, which has evolved the advantage of weapons that are an inch longer and stronger to the extreme!

Respond to all changes with constancy, and all changes are under its control!

Obviously, Pala has reached an extremely high level in the art of spear. Considering Diao Lingyun's experience from years of fighting, there are only a handful of people who can compare with him in this area!
Diao Lingyun faced the spear that was sure to strike her, the tip of the spear flashing with cold light, coming straight at her like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue. In order to avoid being stabbed, she had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, and a hint of decisiveness flashed in her eyes.

Instantly, she changed the direction of her Qionglongfang's attack, and the originally fierce attack suddenly turned from offense to defense. She held the Qionglongfang tightly in both hands, holding it horizontally in front of her, and accurately blocked Pala's thrust.

"Dang!" The crisp sound of metal collision echoed in the air, and dazzling sparks burst out. The huge impact force was transmitted to Diao Lingyun's arms along the weapon. She gritted her teeth and her feet left two deep marks on the ground before she could barely stabilize her body.

(End of this chapter)