Dong Ying's proud body movement was completely mastered by Lin Xuan's purple spiritual eyes.
Whoosh swish swish swish!
Dong Ying's attack was as fast as lightning, and it disappeared after each attack.
The disciples from the audience looked nervously, and at this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly attacked. He stomped the ground with his right foot, and the force made the entire ring tremble three times.
Crack! Countless cracks cracked like python nets, spreading rapidly around, and a violent wave of energy surged like a tide.
With Lin Xuan as the center, translucent air waves swept across the world.
puff!
Dong Ying's body stiffened and was shaken out of her true form, with a look of horror in her eyes.
"Your speed is useless to me!" Lin Xuan's voice was very cold.
"Isn't it useless?" Dong Ying sneered, that's because you haven't seen my true strength. Now I'll let you see it.
The purple light on his body rushed out like flames, dazzling and dazzling.
"Ghost lion shot in a row!"
Above both legs, purple flames rolled, forming a lion's head, roaring with ferocious roars.
Whoosh!
Dong Ying's body disappeared.
The next moment, he came to Lin Xuan, kicked his legs in a row, and each blow could blow the air.
It seemed as if countless lions were culling, their roars shook the sky, and purple shadows all over the sky drowned Lin Xuan. The invisible pressure spread in the air, and it was permeable.
This is a very shocking scene. Those purple lions are comparable to small hills. The roars can make the disciples around them boil.
Since Junior Brother Dong used the Ghost Lion Fight, there is no suspense in this battle. Zhao Zhicheng said lightly from the side: "Even if I do this move, I dare not resist head-on. Then Lin Xuan did not dodge. It's really a death!"
After hearing this, the disciples around him were very excited. Zhao Zhicheng was the fifth-ranked strong man and a body-refining warrior. Since he had spoken, Lin Xuan must be dead!
"Come on, Brother Dong!" a group of disciples cheered.
At the same time, Lin Xuan's expression did not change at all when facing such a mighty move. Under the observation of Zi Lingtong, he could clearly see Dong Ying's position through the numerous purple shadows.
A sudden shock under his feet, a golden light shone, and Lin Xuan's body rose from the ground, like a sharp sword, quickly piercing everything.
He swung five claws into a dragon shape, swung out like lightning, and caught Dong Ying's right leg in an instant.
"So fast!" Zhao Zhicheng's face changed suddenly. Even Tang Yi, Xiang Chen and others shrank slightly, and their eyes were staring at Lin Xuan.
"What?" Dong Ying was even more shocked. He was good at speed and did not even avoid it.
"Get out!" Dong Ying was furious, and purple light burst out on his body, drowning him, and strong spiritual power rushed towards Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuanyi was not afraid. His body had been cultivated and was already very powerful. Even if he met a special body refiner, he was not afraid.
His body fell like a meteor, and he even raised Dong Ying in his hand high and then smashed it to the ground.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the center of the ring was pierced through, and a large pit several feet deep appeared in front of everyone. The gravel was flying all over the sky, and the scene was extremely messy.
The disciples watching were all gasping for air. Fan Chong in the crowd trembled unconsciously when he saw this, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his fear of Lin Xuan deepened again.
"ah--"
"I want to kill you!" Dong Ying screamed in the deep pit.
He suffered a serious injury during this blow. Some parts of his body's protective cover were broken, his face was covered with dust, and his hair was even more dispersed, making him look embarrassed.
However, no matter how angry he got, he could not get rid of Lin Xuan's control. His big hands were like iron pliers, locking his right leg firmly.
"You, you are a body-refining warrior!" Dong Ying was shocked. He was good at speed and was not good at fighting standing battles with others. Especially when facing a body-refining warrior, he needed to avoid it far away.
Lin Xuan did not answer him, and jumped up again, taking Dong Ying to the sky.
"No, you can't do this!" Dong Ying screamed.
Bang!
There was another loud bang, and Dong Ying's body smashed a big hole again, but before it was over, Lin Xuan took action again.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The entire arena was almost broken up, and the disciples around were even more staring at the scene.
Zhao Zhicheng's face was extremely gloomy. He wanted to go up and knock Lin Xuan away. Dong Ying was not only a core disciple, but also a fellow disciple with him, both under Elder Xue.
Lin Xuan's behavior was undoubtedly provoking him and Elder Xue, how could he bear it?
On the side, Tang Yi looked at Lin Xuan and asked in a low voice: "What do you think?"
Xiang Chen, who was beside him, also had a flash of eyes: "It seems that he is like Zhao Zhicheng, a body-refining warrior, but he has realized the sword intent, which is really hard to see through."
"Maybe he didn't show his strength, he was just playing." Tang Yi's voice became a little more solemn.
Xiang Chen was not talking, but looked at Lin Xuan again.
In the field, Dong Ying was dizzy and his body was almost disintegrated. The purple spiritual power became dull, as if it could disappear at any time.
"Okay! You won!" Zhao Zhicheng from the audience said gritting his teeth.
He had already seen that Dong Ying was unable to do it, and even his spiritual power could not function normally. If this continues, he would definitely be dead.
Huh! Lin Xuan shook his arm, threw Dong Ying out, and then looked at Zhao Zhicheng.
"The next one is you!"
Everyone held their breath and looked nervously, afraid that they had missed something.
"As you wish!" Zhao Zhicheng smiled grimly, he jumped up, jumped onto the ring, and stepped on the ground with two deep footprints.
"I will let you know what body refining is!"
Zhao Zhicheng shouted softly, his body turned into a afterimage, rushed out quickly, and came to Lin Xuan in a few steps.
Bang!
With one punch, the air trembled continuously, and even the ring under his feet was shaking, as if it could collapse at any time. His arms were like dragons, ferocious and powerful, able to strangle everything.
Lin Xuan did not dodge, but directly waved his fist and went up to him. He wanted to test how far his body had reached.
boom!
The two fists met together, as if thunder shot down, bursting out a breath of waves, blowing everything around them away.
The two figures stood firmly like rocks, and neither of them retreated.
"He was able to fight against Zhao Zhicheng!"
"Isn't he a sword cultivator? Why is his body so perverted?"
Astonishment sounded, everyone almost knew about Lin Xuan's understanding of the sword intent, but no one expected that he did not use the sword, but directly used his body to fight against him.
"It's so scary!"
"Is he still a human?"
Zhao Zhicheng's eyes were full of disbelief. No wonder, a person's energy is limited, and he can often only focus on one direction, and only focus on refining his body.
And as far as he knows, the sword cultivator is even more focused. He is not as good as Lin Xuan. He has the sword intent and does not understand it well, and he even goes to refine his body. This is not a fool!
Chapter completed!