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Lin Xuanxuan had no expression on his face, and swung the Sword of Death in his hand, bringing out the cold and silent power of death, allowing the white tiger phantom in the void to lose energy.
The beast clothes on the opposite side were like a young man who was crazy, urging his bloodline power and wielding his fists frantically.
A faint red light lit up above the phantoms of the white tigers, and a more violent and ferocious aura filled the void.
The originally dim and listless phantoms of the white tiger were immediately replenished, and they all roared to the sky, like the king of beasts, with extremely violent spiritual power.
They roared hideously and rushed towards Lin Xuan.
Although he was powerful in the nirvana, he still could not completely kill the white tiger phantoms with blood power.
In an instant, Lin Xuan was wrapped in countless white tiger phantoms.
Countless phantoms of white tigers that blessed the power of bloodline rushed towards Lin Xuan.
The momentum was like a rainbow, shaking the world, and instantly wrapped Lin Xuan.
Although the Sword of Imperiality in Lin Xuan's hand was powerful, the opponent's bloodline was too concentrated and he could not eliminate it for a while.
"Hmph, die." Seeing the other party being surrounded by fist shadows, the young man in beast clothes laughed loudly.
Lin Xuan's expression was cold, like the God of Killing. Countless sword energy surrounded the sword, forming a blood-colored sword edge, wrapping it into a blood-colored sword.
A shocking murderous aura emanated from it, sweeping across the world, and suddenly a sword wave visible to the naked eye formed around it, and the solemn and murderous aura swept across the world.
It was like a layer of blood-colored ice crystals, making the air cold and trying to freeze people.
The cold breath reduced the surrounding temperature, and murderous aura formed invisible sword marks, slashing in all directions.
The young man in the beast-clothed clothes changed his face and he quickly retreated.
This murderous intent was so amazing that his soul trembled.
The next moment, his face became very ugly, and Lin Xuan once again showed his expectations.
The blood-colored sword swept across the world, killing the overwhelming white tiger shadow, like the wind of the wind, blew on people and causing pain.
"Sword of Killing"
This move was also realized in the blood of the king. Unlike the Sword of Nirvana, it is a sword of killing, cruel and ruthless, without leaving any backup plan.
At this moment, Lin Xuan held the black Sword of Silence in his left hand, and the blood-red Sword of Slaying in his right hand. He was like a demon god in hell, shocking the young man in the beast-clothed clothes.
"You" the young man in beast clothes looked extremely ugly, and the other party's aura made him very upset.
You know, the other party is just a warrior in the middle stage of the spiritual realm. He can crush a group of such warriors with his hand raised.
But the boy in front of him was filled with abnormalities everywhere.
"If you have any last words, please stay here." Lin Xuan's voice was cold, causing cracks in the air around him.
"Arrogant, seeking death"
The young man in beast clothes was furious, and no one dared to speak to him like this.
He roared angrily, and the figure of the white tiger behind him suddenly surged. He seemed to turn into a huge tiger demon, tearing everything apart.
Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and his two swords moved.
The murderous intent was infinite, and the blood-red sword energy was stimulated, intersecting with the dark sword energy, forming a cross sword light, and rushing forward quickly.
Wherever you pass, dazzling light forms, and the sword energy is stimulating.
The cross sword energy hit the tiger demon's phantom, paused for only a moment, then cut it open and quickly slashed at the young man in the beast-clothed clothes.
The young man in the beast-clothed clothes was shocked and quickly summoned the power of his bloodline to form tiger demon armor in front of him, like black gold and silver pouring, shining brightly.
The red and black cross sword energy collided with it, and the sound of golden swords and iron horses came out. Then the sound became louder and louder, like a yellow bell, resounding all over the world.
The defense of black gold and silver cracked and turned into pieces, and the young man in the animal clothes was exposed.
At this moment, fear finally arose in his heart and spread rapidly throughout his body.
The boy in front of him can already threaten his life
He retreated anxiously, his body as lightning, but Lin Xuan was faster, especially the sword of killing, which enveloped him with a huge murderous aura.
"No"
He screamed in horror, his handsome face, which was originally distorted.
"Old ancestor, save me"
The young man in beast clothes rushed towards the gray and white elders in a hurry.
puff
As soon as he fled halfway, a blood-red sword pierced into his back and pierced him through.
"you"
He felt his body was hollowed out, his consciousness was gradually blurring, and he was almost able to escape to the ancestor.
But he, he stayed in the air forever.
Some people, you can't mess with Lin Xuan's cold voice came from behind.
"I hate it so much" he was unwilling to struggle.
boom
The Sword of Killing activates and kills it.
A generation of young geniuses finally fell here. If he hadn't been greedy and wanted to kill Lin Xuan, he would not have ended up like this.
"Little thief, you're looking for death"
Not far away, the old man gray was furious.
The young man in beast clothes is his direct descendant, and he is very talented and has a lot of room for growth.
But now, he was actually killed by a little ghost in the spiritual realm, in front of him.
This is slapping him in the face
How could he bear it as a half-step king?
With a cold snorkeling, an invisible force surged out of the old man in gray, crushing one side and covering Lin Xuan.
In an instant, Lin Xuan felt his body stiffen, as if it was about to crack.
"No, this is a martial soul attack boy. Hurry up and use the big dragon sword soul to compete." Dark red dragon shouted behind him.
After reaching the Venerable Realm, martial souls will be condensed. For example, swordsmen will condense sword souls. This power is very mysterious and powerful, and is far away from the spiritual realm of warriors.
This is also why the Venerable can become a truly powerful person.
Because not only can control the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but his soul power is also greatly increased.
Moreover, the combination of the two also forms a martial soul.
The invisible energy fluctuation formed a two-meter-long black and white demon tiger, and took a picture.
This demon tiger is different from the young man in beast clothes. The latter is just a simple spiritual power condensation and is very stiff.
The head formed by the old man in gray is a very soul, as if it is real, and its power is dozens of times stronger.
This kind of attack can instantly kill a group of spiritual warriors.
However, he met Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan has the Great Dragon Sword Soul, and no martial soul can compare with it. Although this demon tiger martial soul is powerful, it is vulnerable in front of the Great Dragon Sword Soul.
"roar"
A roar came from Lin Xuan's body, which shook the world. The sound waves gathered and instantly shocked the demon tiger's martial soul.
"What"
The old man in gray was shocked. At that moment, his mind was confused.
He is a half-step king. He has lived for nearly seven hundred years and is definitely an extremely terrifying existence.
Like the attack just now, let alone a psychic warrior, even an ordinary venerable cannot resist.
And a boy in the middle stage of the psychic realm actually blocked it
And he also repelled his martial soul.
This is crazy
This kid must have a treasure-clothed old man in gray clothes quickly recovered from his shock.
Then his expression became extremely gloomy.
Chapter completed!