The Prodigies War

All this happened too quickly, from Lin Xun kicking the strong man's head, to injury to his left shoulder, until he killed the green-clothed woman with his body. Can't even react at all!

When all these sudden and thrilling consecutive kills came to an end, there were once again two less people in the field.

So far, there have been five peerless figures with the prestige of shaking the starry sky, who were killed by Lin Xun in this battle.

Before and after, less than a moment of effort!

The situation of killing the enemy like a broken bamboo made many people change their color.

But at this moment, Lin Xun's left shoulder was injured and his clothes were stained with blood!

This is also the first time he has been injured since the start of the war.

"He was injured, and it proved not invincible!"

Someone's eyes lit up.

"kill!"

The crowd is excited, and the offensive is more swift and terrifying than before.

Originally, under the siege, Lin Xun was able to push forward and kill five opponents one after another, which had already made many people feel terrified and retreated in their hearts.

In addition, the peerless ruthless people such as Mi Wuya, Ling Hongzhuang, and Jing Tiannan have never made a move, which is also feared in the heart, worried that the snipe and mussel will compete for the fisherman's profit.

Therefore, when everyone besieged Lin Xun, they all had reservations, and they planned to withdraw immediately when the opportunity was wrong.

After all, although the opportunity is good, it is not more important than life.

As Lin Xun was injured, the heroes saw a hope, a possibility to kill Lin Xun and seize the Taoist platform!

"kill!"

This area is becoming more and more turbulent, the treasure light is flying like rain, the Taoist method is agitating the universe, and the void is chaotic.

"It's just an injury, do you really think this is your chance?"

Lin Xun's tone was cold, and his face was still chilling and calm, as if he was not affected at all.

Boom!

His murderous intent is boiling,

In less than a moment, another strong man was killed on the spot.

He couldn't resist Lin Xun's suppression, and wanted to dodge to escape, but Lin Xun sacrificed his broken blade and killed him in one fell swoop.

This is already the sixth person who lost his life in Lin Xun's hands, and the shock caused by it is unnecessary.

"Lin Xun, you are already injured, can't you still resist?"

Feng Beiling's whole body glowed, as if the gods were coming to the world, and suddenly a black whisk was thrown out of his hand, and it came with a strong killing.

Before, he was knocked back by Lin Xun's blow, and he was quite unconvinced. This time, he had already used his trump card, an ancient imperial soldier——

Dust off!

boom!

The divine breath of a whisk is transpiring, as if whisking a chaos, erasing the void, and being unparalleled in strength.

Lin Xun smiled, jumped up to meet him, and confronted him with the immortal seal.

Swish!

His clothes are moving, empty and refined, and he has a spirit of heaven and martial arts, fighting with Feng Beiling.

Boom~~~

Between the two, the treasures are shaken hard, and the means are exhausted. One is like a Taoist Heavenly Venerate, and the dust is swept away, and nothing is indestructible.

A demon god pushed horizontally, the immortality seal glowed, and the killing power was monstrous, and the killing was dark and dark.

It can be clearly seen that just after the battle, Feng Beiling fell into a disadvantage again and was completely suppressed by Lin Xun.

"Duh!"

Feng Beiling also realized this, and was frightened in his heart. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and roared loudly.

A golden dharma body of nothingness emerged, turned into an angry-eyed Heavenly Venerate, held a soul whisk, and killed it.

The void began to tremble violently, the golden celestial being was unparalleled in law, and the falling soul whisk was a mysterious and unpredictable imperial treasure, which made the power of this blow terrifying to the extreme.

"Humph!"

Lin Xun snorted coldly, with sharp eyebrows and a whisk from his palm.

Bright white like snow, light like a dream, like a long river of time, the changes of the eternal world are all floating and sinking.

Three thousand ups and downs!

Although the treasure left by the Lord of Fangcun Mountain has been severely damaged, its power is still unbelievably powerful.

Boom!

The three thousand ups and downs swept through, blocking the blow of the Dharma body that day, completely suppressing the falling soul whisk, humming and whining constantly.

And Lin Xunzhi has no life imprint, like a human-shaped Kunpeng, rushing away and slashing down.

Feng Beiling's expression changed, and he was extremely hasty, and sacrificed an emperor sword to shake it hard.

boom!

Wushengyin and the Emperor Sword competed against each other, the divine light surged, causing the time and space to distort and burst, and then with a bang, the Emperor Sword was smashed into the air.

Everyone was shocked, Lin Xun was too strong, Feng Beiling was completely crushed, and he was completely powerless to fight, which was really amazing.

puff!

In the end, Feng Beiling coughed up blood in his mouth, staggered backwards, his whole body was extremely dim, and he suffered heavy losses.

There was panic on his pale face, but also a strong shock and puzzlement.

"die!"

Lin Xun's expression was cold, and if the Chaos Dao Realm covered the sky, it would drown Feng Beiling, who wanted to dodge and escape.

"Do not--!"

An unwilling roar resounded, but it stopped abruptly.

With the roar of the Chaos Dao Domain, Feng Beiling's body was wiped out inch by inch, and the primordial spirit was completely wiped out.

Another unparalleled powerhouse has fallen!

At this moment, everyone felt a throbbing chill in their hearts, and they felt an unprecedented anger and horror from the inside out.

Under the injury, Lin Xunwu can be so strong and contemptuous, how can he fight?

Many people's fighting spirit was shaken again.

"Too fierce, too fierce wow..."

Xuan Jiuyin patted Ling Kezi's shoulder next to him with excitement, and his brows danced, "Little monk, have you ever seen such a fierce man?"

Ling Kezi was beaten and grinned, and said with a grievance: "Can you hit yourself on the shoulder? Also, can you change the word, over and over again with a fierce word, you haven't said enough, I've heard enough ."

Xuan Jiuyin laughed, and slapped Lingkezi on the shoulder again, saying: "My father said that there are thousands of words in this world, only the word 'meng' is the most attractive, I'm praising that guy Woolen cloth!"

Ling Kezi only rubbed his aching shoulders and smiled bitterly.

In the distance, Mi Wuya, Ling Hongzhuang, Jing Tiannan, Wen Yu and others all had serious expressions, and the flames of war flashed in the depths of their eyes, ready to move.

They've been waiting for the right moment!

Right at this moment-

In the battlefield, a blade as bright as snow suddenly appeared, cutting through the void, passing through the heavy attacks, and slashing towards Lin Xun!

Too fast, like ignoring the shackles of space, and too sharp, the blade passed by, there is an unstoppable terrifying power.

The most bizarre thing is that this time, he ignored the chaotic Taoism around Lin Xun. It was as easy as cutting through the air, and he had already killed Lin Xun in an instant!

Lin Xun was startled, horrified, and suddenly dodged to one side.

Even at this moment, he was unwilling to take a step back!

puff!

A terrifying scene appeared, and even the defensive power intertwined around Lin Xun seemed to have lost its power, and was easily penetrated by the blade, tearing a bloody long and narrow wound on his chest, and the skin was ripped open!

There is no need to doubt, if Lin Xun dodged a little slower, he would definitely end up with a tragic end!

All the powerhouses who were besieging Lin Xun were shocked by this scene.

This knife is so weird and scary!

Immediately, everyone was excited and their eyes lit up.

This time, Lin Xun really suffered substantial damage and was almost cut open!

It was also at this time that people noticed who the shot was.

It was a young man in gray robe, with a refined and handsome appearance, but his pair of eyes were extremely sharp and sharp, and the power around him was also unparalleled.

Shang Ziyan!

The core successor of Pan Martial Arts Court, an existence ranked tenth on the list of saint kings in the heavens.

His ranking seems to be a little worse than Feng Beiling and Kong Zhao, but in the Mysterious Yellow Realm not long ago, he performed extremely well.

Even the headmaster of Xuan Huang Dao Ting, Tai Shuhong, sighed after seeing Shang Ziyan's performance, thinking that it was time to re-rank the list of saints in the heavens!

It can be seen that the current ranking alone is not enough to accurately prove the power of Shang Ziyan.

However, what everyone paid most attention to was the knife in his hand.

Two feet four inches long, three fingers wide, the whole body is clear and bright, and the blade of the blade flows with the luster of the avenue like a dream, which is breathtaking.

"The avenue cannot be a knife, one of the nine emperors of Kunlun!"

Xuan Jiuyin almost blurted out, his face changed.

The field was restless, unable to calm down.

Compared with the Kunlun Emperor's soldiers such as Wushengyin and Wufangqi in Lin Xun's hands, this Wudao has an extremely loud and fierce name on the starry sky.

As early as in ancient times, this sword fell into the hands of the Shang family of the ancient imperial family, and it became a peerless imperial sword like a town.

According to the rumors, its most heart-pounding power is that it can ignore all Dao methods, whatever the world-shattering Dao methods you use will be easily passed through as if nothing else.

Just like a fish moving through the water, unrestrained!

For a cultivator, the most powerful thing is his own Dao and Dharma. Only in this way can he control the power of life and death.

But under this knife, any Taoist law is like a decoration!

Hence the name "impossible".

Before, Shang Ziyan also used the unique power of this knife to kill Lin Xun by surprise and suffered damage!

"Lin Xun, it's time for this to end."

Shang Ziyan stepped forward, a blade that could not sing clear, the blade as bright as snow radiated a light that eclipsed the sky and the earth.

Everyone is excited, and the turning point... seems to be coming!

Mi Wuya, Ling Hongzhuang, Jing Tiannan, Wen Yu and the others all had their eyes flashing, and they were ready to take action.

"It's over? Don't be ashamed."

Lin Xun took a deep breath and healed the wound on his chest. Even so, the damage caused by the previous knife still made him look pale.

This is the terrible thing that the Dao cannot be a knife. Trauma is easy to heal, but the destructive power released by the blade is not so easy to resolve.

"You've been fighting so far, and your physical strength has continued to be exhausted. Now that you are injured, you are like a beast trapped in a cage. What are you fighting for?"

Shang Ziyan looked cold and his voice resounded throughout the audience.

As he spoke, he took a step forward.

Swish!

The two-foot-four-inch long sword was slashed out by him, and the sword qi traversed the sky, like a bright Milky Way, dazzling and stern and domineering.

One knife, but imprinted with Shang Ziyan's conduct and will, simply cannot describe the horror of this knife in simple words!

Many strong men who originally besieged Lin Xun had already consciously avoided it, lest they be affected by the power of this knife.

But at this moment, he saw Lin Xun's dark eyes are dark and deep, neither dodging nor avoiding, but he stuck out a hand and said calmly:

"Today, this knife will change hands."

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