Lin Xuanxuan was expressionless, and the sword of silence in his hand waved out, bringing the cold and silent death force, so that the white tiger vanity in the void quickly lost energy.

The animal clothing on the opposite side was like a young man going crazy, vigorously spurring the blood, and waving his fist wildly.

Above those white tigers' shadows, a faint red light was lit, and a more violent and fierce breath filled the void.

Those dim and bleak white tiger ghosts were immediately replenished, all of them screaming in the sky, like the King of Beasts, with fierce spiritual power.

They howled and rushed to Lin Xuan.

Although powerful between silences, in the face of these white tigers superimposed with blood power, they still cannot be completely cut off.

For an instant, Lin Xuan was wrapped in countless white tiger ghosts.

Countless blessings of the white tiger who blessed the power of the blood, rushed towards Lin Xuan overwhelmingly.

The momentum was like a rainbow, shaking the world, and wrapped Lin Xuan in an instant.

Although the sword of silence in Lin Xuan's hand was powerful, the power of the opponent's blood was too concentrated, and he could not eliminate it for a while.

"Hum! Boy, die!" Seeing the other side surrounded by boxing shadows, the beast-clothed youth laughed loudly.

Lin Xuan's expression was cold, just like the **** of killing. On the sword of wind and shadow, countless swords encircled, forming a blood-colored sword, and wrapped it into a blood-colored sword.

A terrifying murderous energy emanated from it, sweeping the world, and suddenly a sword wave visible to the naked eye was formed around it.

It looks like a layer of blood-colored ice crystals, making the air cold and want to freeze people.

The icy breath made the surrounding temperature drop, killing each other to form invisible sword marks, cutting to the four directions.

The beast-clothed youth's face changed suddenly, and he retreated quickly.

The killing was so amazing that his soul trembled.

The next moment, his face became very ugly, and Lin Xuan again exceeded his expectations.

The blood-stained sword swept across the square, smashing the overwhelming white tiger's imaginary shadow, like the wind of the winter, and hurting people.

"Sword of killing!"

This trick is also realized in the blood of the king. Unlike the sword of silence, this is the sword of killing, cold and ruthless, and does not leave behind.

At this moment, Lin Xuan was holding a black sword of annihilation in his left hand, and a blood-red killing sword in his right hand. He was like a **** demon, shaking the beast youth.

"You ..." The beast-clothed youth's face was extremely ugly, and the other person's breath made him very upset.

You know, the other party is just a warrior in the middle of the psychic realm. Such a warrior can crush a piece by raising his hand.

The boy in front of him is full of abnormalities.

"What last words, leave it quickly!" Lin Xuan's voice was cold, and cracks appeared in the air around him.

"Arrogance, look for death!"

The beast-clothed youth was furious, and no one had ever dared to talk to him like that.

He roared, and the white tiger figure suddenly skyrocketed behind him. He seemed to turn into a giant tiger demon, tearing everything apart.

Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged, his sword moved.

The intention of killing was infinite. The blood-red sword qi was excited, intersected with the dark sword, formed a cross sword awn, and rushed forward.

Wherever I go, a dazzling light is formed, and the sword is violent.

The cross sword gas hit on the ghost of the tiger demon, and after a short pause, it was cut open, and quickly cut to the beast clothing youth.

The beast-clothed youth was so frightened that he quickly convened the blood to form a tiger demon armor in front of him, like pouring gold and silver, shining brightly.

The red and black cross sword gas collided with it, and the sound of Jinge Iron Horse was made, and then the sound became more and more loud, like Huang Zhongda Lu, ringing all around.

Wujin's silver defense cracked and turned into pieces, and the beast-clothed youth was exposed.

At this moment, he finally had a fear in his heart, and quickly spread to him.

The teenager in front of him is already able to threaten his life!

He retreated swiftly, like an electric man, but Lin Xuan was faster, especially the killing sword, covering him with a monstrous murderous spirit.

"Do not!"

He screamed in horror, his original handsome face distorted.

"Father, save me!"

The animal clothing youth quickly rushed to the gray and white old man.

puff!

As soon as he fled halfway, a blood-red sword pierced his back and pierced him.

"you"

He felt his body was hollowed out, his consciousness was gradually blurring, and he was almost able to escape to his ancestor.

But he stayed in the air forever.

Some people you can't mess with! Lin Xuan's cold voice came from behind.

"I! OK! Hate!" He was unwilling to struggle.

boom!

The Sword of Killing urges and kills it.

A generation of young geniuses finally fell here. If it was not for his greed and he wanted to kill Lin Xuan, he would not end like this.

"You thief, little thief!"

Not far away, the gray-haired old man was angry.

The animal clothing youth is his direct descendant, and he has excellent talents and has a lot of room for growth.

But now, he was beheaded by a ghost in the psychic realm, still in front of him.

This is hitting his face!

How could he endure as a half step king.

With a cold hum, an invisible force erupted from the gray-clad old man, crushing one side and covering Lin Xuan.

For a moment, Lin Xuan felt stiff, as if to crack open.

"Not good, this is the Wuhun attack! Boy, hurry up to compete with the big dragon sword soul!" Dark Red Shenlong screamed behind him.

After reaching the lord's realm, the martial arts soul will condense. For example, the swordsman will condense the sword soul. This kind of power is very mysterious and powerful, far beyond the psychic martial art.

This is also the reason why His Holiness can become a true power.

Because not only can he control the heaven and earth spiritual power, but also the soul power has increased greatly.

Moreover, the combination of the two also formed the Wuhun.

The invisible energy wave formed a two-meter-long black and white monster tiger, which was snapped.

This monster tiger is different from the beast-clothed youth, the latter is just a pure spiritual cohesion and very rigid.

The old man in the gray coat is very soul-like, like real, and the power is dozens of times more powerful.

This attack can instantly kill a group of psychic warriors.

However, he met Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan owns the Dragon Soul of the Dragon. No martial spirit can match it. Although this demon tiger and the soul of the Soul are powerful, they are vulnerable to the Dragon Soul.

"Roar!"

There was a roar in Lin Xuan's body ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ The sound shocked the four sides, and the sound waves converged, instantly deterring the demon tiger and martial spirit.

"what!"

The old man in gray clothing was shocked. At that moment, his brain was covered.

He is a half step king. He has lived for nearly seven hundred years, and it is absolutely terrifying existence.

Like the attack just now, let alone a psychic warrior, even a general lord, cannot resist.

And a kid in the middle of the psychic state blocked it!

He also repelled his martial spirit.

This is crazy!

There must be a treasure in this kid! The old man in gray clothing quickly recovered from the shock.

Then his expression became abnormally dark