Click! Click!

The surrounding rocks collapsed, and the two forces turned into wind blades, destroying everything that was 50 meters away.

Zhao Xue was like duckweed, drifting away.

"Blazing fire!"

Han Zhen stirred the spear, and a dark red flame emerged above the fiery red gun head.

Although the flame is small, the energy contained above is amazing.

Once it appeared, the whole void trembled.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrunk. As an inscription master, he has outstanding soul power and naturally can appreciate the horror of the flame.

broken!

The spear surged, forming a horrible fire attack.

When he showed his thunder, Lin Xuan's body disappeared. He didn't choose to resist.

It wasn't that he was scared, sometimes backing down for better offense.

Jianmang swept across, as if the dragon's groan sounded, and the sharp sword edge pierced through the dark red flames, striking an amazing spark.

"Wind Emperor Sword!"

A sword stabbed, Lin Xuan's sword changed greatly, and became erratic.

Such as the antelope hanging horns, meteor in the sky, this sword completely integrated into the wind and lost its traces.

"what?"

Han Zhen's face changed greatly. In addition to playing against Meng Yan, he felt dangerous for the first time among his peers.

Lin Xuan's sword, he could not see at all, let alone stop it.

"This guy, he's not very old, and his sword skills are so smart!" Han Zhen's face was gloomy, he withdrew his spear, and danced beside him, forming a situation of fire and fire and careful defense.

call out!

There was a slight wave in the air, and a dazzling sword gas flew out, heading straight for Han Zhen.

The swordman directly passed his defense and saw that it would be cut to his body.

"how is this possible!"

Han Zhen changed color again, he did not believe Lin Xuan could pass through his defense.

However, the facts are before us.

"Flaming Spirit Armor!"

Han Zhen whispered, his body glowed red, as if flames were flying out.

On his surface, a bright red fire-powered armor quickly formed, setting him up like Vulcan.

Jingle!

Qiu Hen sword chopped above the flame armor, and a metal roar sounded.

The big dragon sword is extremely sharp, and the autumn-like sword light is printed on Han Zhen's face, making him tremble.

The shining light of the flame armor, but a small crack was cut.

For Lin Xuan, this is enough.

The dragon's sword surged and quickly penetrated into the armor, and the fierce breath began to continuously destroy the Fire Spirit Armor.

"Get me out!"

Han Zhen trembled in his heart, his body surging, forming a binding force, he wanted to hold Lin Xuan's sword.

At the same time, he waved his fist and burst out.

Above the sandbag's large fist, a magmlike color appeared, as if a red iron block, with a terrible high temperature.

The punch went from bottom to top and banged on Lin Xuan's head.

If you hit, you will die directly.

However, Lin Xuan obviously will not sit still.

When Han Zhen moved, he had already moved.

Above the arm, a copper thunder pattern emerged, and the violent thunderbolt beating, as if nine days of thunder and thunder.

The thunder and lightning flashed and blasted above the fire fist, making a flash flood sound.

In the distance, Zhao Xue frowned and receded again.

A moment later, where she had stood, the ground exploded and became black.

After the roar, Han Zhen rolled his blood, and his pain caused him to pale.

His arm was numb for a while and he had lost consciousness.

"Impossible, how can you be so strong with your sword repair!" Han Zhen screamed.

He was really blinded. In his cognition, Jian Xiu's attack power is strong, far exceeding his peers.

But correspondingly, their own defense system is very weak, and many swordsmen wear high-quality armor to make up for this shortcoming.

Han Zhen knew this, so he didn't attack Lin Xuan's heart and other parts.

However, Lin Xuan directly competed with him for physical strength, but also far better than with him!

With a single blow, Lin Xuan's sword penetrated again.

The big dragon sword intended to strike again, and Lin Xuan seemed to have a dragon head behind him.

puff!

The Fire Spirit Armor was cut through a thumb-sized sword hole, and a blood spurted out.

Huh!

Han Zhenqiang endured the pain in his body and quickly backed away.

He didn't dare to get close to Lin Xuan at all now, and could only avoid it from a distance.

"Dare you hurt me, I fight with you!"

Han Zhen's anger erupted in his eyes. Even if he fought with Meng Yan, he had not suffered such injuries.

The spiritual power in the body was running wildly, and the flames of his body were three feet long.

"Huh!" Lin Xuan gave a cold drink.

Huh! puff!

A deep roar came from Han Zhen, like fried beans.

Immediately afterwards, a spit of blood spewed out, his face was pale as paper, and fine sweat beads covered his whole body instantly.

"you you"

Han Zhen was half-knelt on the ground, and kept breathing.

Just now, the golden arc remaining inside his body exploded, blasting him into internal injuries, and now the spiritual power in his body is very chaotic, and even half of his strength cannot be exerted.

"You're strong, but it won't be so easy next time!" Han Zhen swallowed a few life-saving pills and said fiercely.

"Do you think I will let you go?" Lin Xuan laughed.

This guy first wanted to kill him, but now he dares to speak hard.

"You, dare you kill me? I'm the core disciple of Dihuozong!" Han Zhen screamed.

He never thought that someone would dare to move to Huozong.

"Well, I won't kill you, but I will give you some lessons!" Lin Xuanhan whispered, "I am not a free martial arts here, and I am not your sparring!"

"Give you a choice, leave a storage ring, or a hand!"

Feeling Lin Xuan's cold eyes, Han Zhen was really scared. He did not doubt that Lin Xuan dared to kill him.

However, let him surrender the storage ring, he really was unwilling.

There, but all his possessions!

"three!"

"two!"

"One!"

Lin Xuan's voice counted, and the long sword in his hand slowly raised.

"Storage ring!" Han Zhen screamed.

He took off the dark red ring, threw it to the ground, and ran away quickly.

Sucking the storage ring into his hands, Lin Xuan's soul penetrated into it, and a hint of joy suddenly appeared.

It really deserves the Samsung gate, and the net worth is rich.

There are nearly one million Xiapin spiritual stones in it ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ Several books of top-level martial arts of Xuan rank, and one book of Ximian rank martial arts.

Among them, there are three top-grade treasures and one lower-grade treasure.

These almost caught up with Lin Xuan before entering the underground world!

"I really hope this kind of people come a few more times." Lin Xuan said lightly.

Zhao Xue came over and gave him a helpless look.

"For you!" Lin Xuan threw a dagger to Zhao Xue.

"Xuan Jie treasure treasure!" Zhao Xue whispered, surprised.

"Seeers have a share." Lin Xuan shrugged. He is very rich now, and he doesn't care about a Xuanjie treasure.

A one-foot short sword, dark red throughout, glows in the moonlight like bloodthirsty eyes.

"Thank you!" Zhao Xue suddenly approached and kissed Lin Xuan's face.