Text Chapter 239 The Trump Cards Emerge One After Another

Click! Click! Click!

The blood-colored light pillar swept across all directions with endless pressure, knocking back the sword energy in the sky.

"Haha, senior brother Ziye is mighty!"

"The power of blood is invincible!"

The disciples of Ziji Demon Palace shouted loudly, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Even the characters from the older generation had their eyelids twitching slightly, secretly marveling.

"I'm afraid only Yu Fei can compete with him." The elder of Yu Kingdom whispered.

Lin Xuan was hit by the blood-colored light beam, and his body kept retreating. At the same time, the thunder pattern body bloomed with light, and then the power was released.

"What a terrifying power!" Lin Xuan's heart sank slightly. Only after the fight did he truly feel the terror of the power of blood.

And according to the wine master, this is only the thinnest power of blood.

The power of his blood cannot be used for a long time, so I will consume him first!

Lin Xuan stabbed out his sword and attacked Zi Ye strangely like the wind.

In all directions around him, countless sword energy suddenly surged out, forming a cross strangle.

Ziye's whole body was covered with blood, and his aura was strong, and every move contained terrifying power.

With a wave of his palm, a purple light palm several meters high was formed and blasted in all directions.

At the same time, his body flew out like a meteor and approached Lin Xuan proactively.

Zi Ye didn't want to waste it like this. He wanted to save his fighting power so that he could fight Yu Fei again.

Like a purple phantom, Ziye struck like lightning.

The light in his eyes intertwined into a purple-red light network, covering Lin Xuan.

At the same time, he opened his bow left and right, and waved out two huge palm shadows, constantly bombarding Lin Xuan.

For a time, Lin Xuan's three squares were all attacked, and the space was almost crushed.

Lin Xuan's face darkened slightly, and all he could do was retreat.

But he couldn't retreat. Through his soul power, he could sense Zi Ye's momentum getting stronger and stronger.

And this momentum directly affects the combat power of both sides, and he will not let Zi Ye continue to be tyrannical.

Moreover, as a swordsman, he would rather break than bend, let alone flinch.

The sword light flashed in his eyes, Lin Xuan raised his long sword and stabbed it out gently.

The wind was light and the clouds were calm, as if a sword was struck at random.

But everyone felt chilled, as if they had been stabbed.

The Wind Emperor struck with his sword.

Lin Xuan ignored the light palms on both sides and only saw Zi Ye.

This sword contains 50% of the fire of Feng Emperor's sword, and is one of Lin Xuan's most powerful attacks.

Tsk!

The sword light passed by like a fleeting light, reaching its peak.

The light palms on both sides were cut off in half, turned into fragments and dissipated, and the purple-red light pillar in front was also blocked.

A sword is light but weighs as much as a thousand pounds.

The surrounding wind seemed to blend into the sword, and a vacuum appeared in front of him.

There were cracks in the purple-red light beam, and Ziye's momentum was blocked.

"You can't stop it!"

Zi Ye shouted loudly, exerting force again, his blood aura became strong again, and a torrential blood-colored light enveloped all directions.

"This is……"

In the distance, the ethereal girl Yu Fei felt the power of blood and her expression changed.

"What a powerful bloodline!"

She sighed slightly. Even she had to deal with this kind of attack with all her strength, but how could Lin Xuan, a person without the power of blood, be able to block it?

Facing such a fierce attack, Lin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of determination.

He held the Qiuhen Sword tightly and pushed the sword's intention to the extreme.

A dragon head appeared behind him, looking ferocious and terrifying, and a dragon roar sounded.

"Flying stars from the sky!"

Lin Xuan did not hesitate to waste his spiritual power and performed a stunt that he had not used for a long time.

He practiced this move every day, and it was still more powerful than the Wind Emperor's sword, but it consumed too much.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Xuan wouldn't use it, but now he couldn't care less.

The sword light flashed, and Lin Xuan was like a shooting star, quickly passing through the air, bringing up a light tail.

laugh! Bang! Click!

The bloody light pillar was knocked open, and a crack appeared in one of them.

Ziye was even more in crisis, and this sword was obviously aimed at him.

His life was threatened, and he didn't care to hide anything. The energy and blood in his body surged, forming a bloody armor to protect his vitals.

Bang!

The long sword was nailed into it, stabbing three points, and the strong impact sent Zi Ye flying backwards.

puff!

Ziye flew thirty meters in mid-air before being lifted off by a huge force.

He fell to the ground in a panic, causing countless cracks in the ground.

Wow

Everyone was shocked. Even Ziye, who was as strong as Ziye, was knocked away even after he exerted his bloodline power!

"Impossible, how is it possible?"

"How can someone named Lin know such martial arts?" A group of people stayed where they were.

In the distance, Yu Fei also frowned. This scene was beyond her expectation.

"You, you dare to hurt me?" Zi Ye got up from the ground and roared crazily.

who is he? He is the eldest disciple of Ziji Demon Palace, and he is also the owner of the power of blood.

Before this, he had never put anyone in his eyes.

However, not long ago, there was a girl who showed the same powerful blood power as him and made him a draw.

But now, a person without the power of blood knocked him to the ground.

He couldn't stand this!

"I will cut you into pieces, and I will make you suffer the pain of burning your soul!"

Zi Ye's face was twisted, and his voice was filled with endless evil aura.

The power of blood rushed toward his eyes crazily, turning his purple pupils into blood red.

"Soul Fire!"

A low voice sounded, as if coming from the netherworld.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and their souls seemed to be burned.

"Is it that kind of secret technique?" The disciple of Ziji Demon Palace looked frightened.

Hua Yan's pretty face was also full of shock. She had heard of this secret technique, but it was said that no one of the younger generation could perform it.

"I didn't expect that he could actually perform such a secret technique!" One of the elders in the stands also looked shocked.

The ones with the ugliest expressions were Elder Song and Elder Gu. They knew the terror of soul fire, which was simply the nemesis of the soul.

"Lin Xuan, give in!"

The two prayed in their hearts, they didn't want anything to happen to Lin Xuan.

However, Lin Xuan did not have the fear he imagined, and he even showed a half-smiling expression.

"Soul fire?"

At the beginning, the wine master decomposed several inscriptions from the inscriptions on the stone eyeballs, one of which was the fire of soul.

But later Lin Xuan used it in the form of the Soul Sword. He once thought that the Soul Sword would be more powerful when combined with the Dragon Sword Intent.

However, this fusion has not been successful yet, but Lin Xuan has mastered the Soul Sword.

His left eye flashed, and his soul power formed an invisible sword, surrounding him.

call!

A ball of spiritual fire suddenly appeared, trying to burn his soul, but it was instantly killed by the Soul Sword.

Ziye's pupils shrank sharply, and he could feel the extinguishing of the soul fire, which made him very uneasy.

The soul fire can burn out all the powerful people in the spirit-melting realm, and its power is unimaginable.

However, nothing happened to Lin Xuan, and he even extinguished the soul fire!

"This is impossible!" Zi Ye finally couldn't control the fear in her heart and screamed.