God-level copy system

on the ring.

On the opposite side, Zhou Wenhao was also taken aback.

He was humble for a while, but he didn't expect Lin Xuan to dare to answer.

Could it be that Lin Xuan is only at the eighth level of the Opening Spirit Realm, and has not yet reached the peak, so he is sure to defeat himself at the Spiritual Origin Realm?

If this is the case, then Lin Xuan's talent is a bit too strong, right?

At least, don't talk about him, even Zhang Yuchen can't compare!

Zhou Wenhao was also shocked.

After taking a few breaths and calming down, he said:

"Brother Lin, please!"

Immediately, without further words, the power of the first level of Lingyuan Realm burst out without any reservation.

Suddenly, layers of air waves swept around the arena.

But what is strange is that these air waves are within a few meters of Lin Xuan, as if encountering an invisible barrier.

Do not advance an inch, dissipate away.

It was impossible to affect Lin Xuan in the slightest.

It also shows that Lin Xuan's strength is not bad.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenhao was also heartbroken, not daring to underestimate Lin Xuan because of Lin Xuan's cultivation.

"Lingyun sword!"

With a low shout, the spiritual energy surged, and a sword cut out.

A sword light flew out, very sharp, as if it could penetrate the void.

At the same time, [-]% of the sword intent, [-]% of the artistic conception of wind, and [-]% of the artistic conception of gold!

The three artistic conceptions erupted suddenly.

Even more so, the power soared, and the sword light also grew at an extremely fast speed, turning into a giant of tens of feet.

It's as if you are above the clouds and look down upon the sky.

Terrible.

The power and influence scattered away, sweeping through the terrifying aftermath.

In the square, all the spectators who did not reach the spirit realm were all trembling and sweating profusely.

I just felt like a great terror was coming, and I retreated back again and again.

It is better to retreat hundreds of meters away.

Looking at Zhou Wenhao on the ring, he was also horrified.

Just the aftermath, with such power, they couldn't bear it.

It is estimated that if you get closer, you will be beheaded on the spot, right?

It is hard to imagine the true power of this sword.

And the spectators from the major forces around them also nodded slightly.

The power of this sword has surpassed the Spiritual Realm and reached the level of the Spiritual Origin Realm.

Moreover, at the first level of the spirit realm, it is unlikely to take over.

It will not be easy to deal with the second floor of the spirit realm.

He is worthy of being one of the four great sons of Chiri Region.

Zhou Wenhao's strength this week is already no worse than some of the older generation's masters.

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Xuan again.

How would Lin Xuan, who was only at the eighth level of the Opening Spirit Realm, respond to such a powerful sword?

Seeing that Lin Xuan was still indifferent, unmoved.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked.

Could it be that Lin Xuan couldn't catch such a sword?

Everyone couldn't believe it.

At the same time, I am looking forward to this matchup even more.

on the ring.

After the outbreak of Zhou Wenhao's three artistic realms, the power of Lingyun Jianmang reached its peak.

A sword glow of tens of feet fell from the sky and crushed Lin Xuan down.

Leaving a large shadow on the ring, as if the sky is falling, it is very shocking.

opposite.

Lin Xuan looked flat and shook his head slightly.

"Although it has reached the power of the spirit realm, unfortunately, it is still not enough."

Immediately, it was sent out with a punch.

This punch is still the same as before, without using spiritual power, artistic conception, or martial arts.

It was just an ordinary punch, relying only on physical strength.

But the power poured out is more than a few points compared to before.

In an instant, a punch was thrown out, and the situation changed!

The endless waves of air that were rolled up by the tens of feet of Lingyun Jianmang shattered and disappeared in an instant.

Terrifying vigor poured out like ten thousand zhang waves, endless, piercing through the void.

It formed a fist-print air cannon with a size of several meters, and blasted towards the descending Lingyun Jianmang.

In terms of power alone, Lin Xuan's fist-shaped air cannon is completely incomparable to that Lingyun Jianmang.

But everyone looked at this scene, but no one dared to underestimate it.

In the next moment, under the gaze of almost everyone on the field.

The fist print air cannon, from bottom to top, hit the Lingyun Jianmang, which was tens of meters long.

boom!

There was a deafening explosion.

The appalling aftermath scattered in all directions, causing all the spectators in the square to retreat again and again, feeling even more horrified.

Even the martial artists who did not reach the spirit realm in the stands around them felt ringing in their ears and their blood vibrating, all because of the strength of the two on the ring, they were very frightening.

This time, it proved that Lin Xuan had the strength of the spirit realm.

Everyone is looking forward to the result of this hard regret.

The eyes converge on the past.

on the ring.

Whoosh!

The wind howled, and the smoke and dust scattered all over the sky.

The scene on the arena appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing high in the sky, the Lingyun Jianmang, which was tens of feet high, was intercepted in midair by the translucent fist print air cannon, which was obviously smaller than ten times, only a few meters away.

Unable to drop half a point.

It seems to be evenly divided, but it is far more than...

Some warriors above the middle stage of the spirit realm, watching from a distance, couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

clack clack.....

There was a crisp sound.

Then he saw that the Lingyun sword light was densely covered with fine cracks early on.

At this moment, it is enlarged.

In an instant.

boom!

There was a terrifying explosion sound.

The Lingyun sword light actually burst open, sweeping up an even more terrifying wave of aftermath.

But Lin Xuan's air cannon fist was only shrunk by half, and continued to blast towards Zhou Wenhao.

opposite.

"how can that be?!"

When Zhou Wenhao saw this, he couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Although he didn't use his full strength to strike this sword, it was still more than half of his strength, adding to the three major artistic conceptions.

Even the second and third floors of the Spiritual Origin Realm cannot be easily taken over.

But Lin Xuan punched him casually, but he just endured it and didn't say anything.

That fist-print air cannon actually blasted Ling Yun's sword light to pieces, or it came back to kill him.

Such a gap is like a chasm.

How dare he believe it? !

But the wind and waves that were as sharp as a knife's edge, and crushed with vigor as if they were suppressing the void, made him tremble involuntarily.

Even if you don't want to believe it anymore, you have to believe it.

The scene in front of me is the truth.

Only then did he realize that he still underestimated Lin Xuan.

Such strength, compared to him, may not be inferior at all.

Even, maybe a little too much.

Immediately, he was also shocked by Lin Xuan's strength.

However, at this moment, he couldn't think of that much.

Because, the translucent air cannon fist mark blasted by Ling Feng's punch has already struck.

Although part of the power was resisted by his Lingyun Jianmang.

But the remaining power is still at the level of the spirit realm.

It made him feel quite threatened.

If you can't deal with it solemnly and accept it, I'm afraid you will be seriously injured.

But facing the unfathomable Lin Xuan, if he is still injured.

This battle, I am afraid that there is a high possibility that it will be defeated.