Chapter 548 Drawing the Sword

"I also said something, I won't be merciful when we meet next time!" The white-haired man stepped forward with murderous intent.

Previously at the foot of Lingyun Sect Mountain, Zhi Xuan killed Murong Tai's master Qin Man in front of him, which was undoubtedly a challenge to his authority.

It was a great shame and humiliation for him.

If he hadn't been stopped by someone at that time, he would have cut Zhi Xuan into pieces.

This time, let’s see who can save you!

Sensing the terrifying aura on the white-haired man, Tang Xing bit his lip, slowly walked to Zhi Xuan, and fought side by side with him.

A simple action moved Zhi Xuan a little. He knew he was not his opponent but still helped him. This kind of courage was not something ordinary people could achieve.

But for Zhi Xuan, he would never stand behind a woman. He stepped forward and stood in front of Tang Xing. He moved his eyes forward again and sneered:

"I wonder why you are so angry. The person I killed before after having sex for a long time turned out to be your concubine. I didn't expect that you have such strong taste that you would actually like old and shabby incense burners!"

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

The white-haired man suddenly became furious. Considering his status, he had never received such insults before, and he rushed towards Zhi Xuan without hesitation.

He kicked his feet fiercely, like an arrow from a string, and his whole body turned into an afterimage.

Kill directly!

So fast!

Xu Ruoxi and others standing aside felt their hearts tremble. Even she would find it difficult to deal with this kind of strength.

Could it be that he is from the hidden sect? !

Her whole body suddenly became alert, and her fingers involuntarily placed on the weapon at her waist. As soon as she found the right opportunity, she would immediately grab the sword.

Looking at the oncoming figure, Zhi Xuan's eyes narrowed suddenly. He originally thought that deliberately irritating the other party would reveal a hint of weakness.

But now it seems that my little idea has failed.

Facing that terrifying aura, Zhi Xuan's expression became very solemn, and the power in his body was operating to the extreme. He did not retreat but advanced, and directly punched it.

The two fists collided together, and Zhi Xuan felt that the aura in his body suddenly became messy, running around uncontrollably.

He gritted his teeth fiercely and attacked with his fist again.

Although he can't compare with the white-haired man in terms of strength, he can't lose in terms of momentum. As the saying goes, if you work hard at one go, you can do it three times, and you will be exhausted after three times.

Zhi Xuan suddenly jumped up and whipped his whip leg suddenly, hitting the white-haired man's chest directly. At the same time, the opponent's right leg also hit him.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhi Xuan's whole body flew back violently. At this moment, the white-haired man flashed and passed over again.

Uh-huh!

The fist was like lightning and hit Zhi Xuan hard on the chest.

He used all his strength in every move. No one could resist this terrifying pressure. Seeing that the injuries in Zhi Xuan's body were becoming more and more serious and there were more and more wounds, a flash of light flashed on his face. sneer.

A little baby with no fur yet dares to compete with me. He is really asking for death!

Tang Xing originally wanted to go up and help, but with such a collision of strengths, she couldn't help at all, and she might even be unhelpful.

She became increasingly anxious and involuntarily clenched the dagger in her hand.

Xu Ruoxi also had a complicated expression. Originally she was just a bystander, but when she saw Zhi Xuan being injured, her calm heart suddenly trembled.

I was also very hesitant in my heart whether to help.

However, no one noticed that although Zhi Xuan's injuries were getting more and more serious, there was a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.

This unreserved collision actually put Zhi Xuan into a very subtle state. He felt that the Xuanyuan Kung Fu in his body was about to break through.

Almost there! Just a little bit closer!

"puff!"

Zhi Xuan's body suddenly flew backwards, but he seemed to feel no pain. He paused and rushed forward again.

Grass!

The white-haired man frowned slightly. Although he was stronger than Zhi Xuan, his opponent was completely desperate.

Especially that momentum, full of fighting spirit!

He couldn't even be beaten to death after fighting for a long time.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"

Just when the white-haired man used all his strength and was about to end the battle, Zhi Xuan's body suddenly folded and his target was pointed directly at the spiritual platform.

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

After working on it for a long time, the original goal of this guy was the Seven-Star Longquan Sword.

But when he thought about He Jing's exploded body before, he immediately felt relieved. This sword was not something that ordinary people could get their hands on.

Even the white-haired man stopped attacking, with a hint of teasing on his face. Even he was not completely sure of getting the sword, let alone Yizixuan, who was lower in strength than him.

He seemed to have imagined the scene where Yizixuan exploded and died.

The moment he grasped the Seven-Star Longquan Sword with both hands, Zhi Xuan suddenly felt a blood connection, as if the sword was his own.

Buzz!

At this moment, the divine sword suddenly shook and made a subtle sword roar. It seemed that it also felt his breath and became very happy.

impossible!

The white-haired man frowned slightly, having a bad feeling.

Uh-huh!

His body was like lightning, and he clapped it without hesitation.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, a violent spiritual energy swept out and gathered into an invisible barrier, directly blocking the attack.

At the same time, the remaining spiritual energy poured into Zhi Xuan's body crazily.

What was different from before was that Zhi Xuan's eyes were slightly closed, his face looked very comfortable, and he didn't feel any discomfort. His body seemed to be able to absorb spiritual energy all the time and never reach saturation.

The violent spiritual energy continued to gather, and the entire spiritual platform suddenly began to tremble, the amplitude became larger and larger, and the sound became denser and denser.

It continued to spread towards the surroundings, and the entire space felt like an earthquake had occurred.

The earth shook!

"How can it be?!"

The white-haired man had a look of deep shock on his face, and even a fool could tell that this was a sign that the Divine Sword was about to be born.

He really couldn't figure out why Zhi Xuan absorbed so much spiritual energy. Not only did his body not explode, but he felt more and more comfortable.

Suddenly, Zhi Xuan opened his eyes suddenly.

A terrifying coercion suddenly spread, with a kingly aura, like an emperor coming, especially the aura on him, which also vaguely underwent earth-shaking changes.

"rise!"

Zhi Xuan shouted loudly, like thunder.

I saw his palm gently pull up, and the sword was pulled up instantly, effortlessly!

Buzz!

The sound of sword clanging became even more intense.

hiss!

Everyone gasped.

Isn't this too simple? !

Previously, He Jing tried his best to pull it out, but in the end he exploded and died. But in this guy's hands, he was able to pull it out easily.

What’s more, he draws his sword with one hand!

Are you trying to coax me to play?