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Chapter 922 Linghu (Part [-])
"Leaf Devil!"

The expressions of those sent by Huashan changed drastically, and there was a bit more sternness in the eyes they looked at Ye Xuan.

A man with a huge rock sword, with shawl and long hair, thin and thin, but his eyes are as sharp as inlaid gold stones.

The man walked out from the crowd with an indifferent expression, stared at Ye Xuan coldly, and said indifferently: "Ye Xuan, you also killed those people before?"

"Not bad!"

Ye Xuan held the long sword in his hand, sneered contemptuously a few times, and said.

"Ha ha."

The man chuckled a few times and said, "Remember my name, Linghu Jian."

"Linghu..."

Hearing this, Ye Xuan was taken aback for a moment, his expression was a little dignified, and he said indifferently: "Could it be?"

Before Ye Xuan finished thinking, there was a "bang" sound, and a giant sword as heavy as a rock, although without a blade, was extremely sharp, and slashed at Ye Xuan's head from top to bottom.

This sword was simple and unpretentious, with almost no mystery. It was just a simple slash, but it made Ye Xuan feel as if he was facing an enemy.

"What a heavy sword!"

Ye Xuan's expression changed drastically, and he lifted the hidden front sword in his hand violently, resisting Linghu Jian's huge sword strike.

"Oh!"

The rock greatsword cut down.

Ye Xuan's right leg bent suddenly, his body was half bowed, and he almost fell to his knees on the ground.

"My Huashan faction, how can I allow you to bully me at will?"

Linghu Jian's hair was disheveled, his long hair touched his waist, and he was wearing a green shirt. He glared at Ye Xuan coldly and shouted sharply.

"Are you a descendant of Linghu Chong?"

Ye Xuan's expression froze, he withdrew the hidden front sword in his hand, and dodged backwards.

At this moment, Ye Xuan's arm was sore and numb, obviously injured by Linghu Sword, and there was even a crack in the tiger's mouth on his right hand, from which blood flowed out.

"hehe, not bad."

Linghu Jian held the giant rock sword in his hand, stared at Ye Xuan coldly, and said indifferently: "This sword is called Stone Sword. Although it is not a magic weapon, it weighs more than 700 kilograms and is indestructible."

"More than 700 catties!"

Ye Xuan was shocked.

In front of him, Linghu Jian was very thin and looked like a malnourished youth, but he could pick up a huge sword weighing more than 700 jins and swing it at will, which was really extraordinary.

"I am a strong man in the early stage of the Mahayana realm, and you are the peak of the Fusion realm. It is rumored that your swordsmanship, Ye Xuan, is superb. Now I will give you a chance. As long as you can defeat me, the three of you can leave alive. "

Linghu Jian was very confident, with an extremely serious expression, staring at Ye Xuan, and said in a deep voice.

"Senior Brother Linghu..."

At this time, a young disciple from Huashan Sect walked up to Linghu Jian and reminded him: "The master has an order to kill these people."

"My father's side, let me talk."

Linghu Jian's eyes were cold, he glanced at the little disciple, and scolded.

"Yes, Senior Brother Linghu."

The little disciple didn't dare to say any more.

"Use your sword! Ye Xuan!"

Linghu Jian stared at Ye Xuan coldly, raised the giant rock sword in his hand, and pointed the sharp point at Ye Xuan.

"It does have the spirit of a swordsman."

Ye Xuan chuckled a few times, admiring the Linghu Sword, and praised.

"If you lose to me, what should you do?"

Linghu Jian raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in doubt.

"As you wish."

Ye Xuan looked a little serious, stared at Linghu Jian, and said very seriously.

"it is good!"

Linghu Jian laughed loudly, his body shook violently, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body immediately.

As for Ye Xuan, after seeing this, he chuckled.

"As expected of the Huashan Sect and Senior Linghu. If other disciples can have your level of cultivation, I am afraid that the Huashan Sect will gallop into the realm of comprehension long ago."

Ye Xuan's right hand trembled, and the sharp sword was hidden in his hand. With a "clang", there was a crisp sound of the sword.

Subsequently.

I saw Ye Xuan took a step forward with the sole of his foot, and a terrifying sword force, with a "wow", enveloped Ye Xuan's body.

"Is this your sword?"

Linghu Jian's body was shrouded in earth-colored brilliance, and sharp and cold sword lights surrounded Linghu Jian, which was very mysterious and extraordinary.

"This sword, named Zangfeng, is a sharp weapon of the magic weapon."

Ye Xuan briefly introduced, but then he smiled and said, "You are a Mahayana powerhouse, one level higher than me. I will fight you with a magic weapon, is that fair?"

"fair!"

Linghu Jian was obviously taken aback when he heard about Zangfeng Sword.

According to the legend, the magic weapon and the Zangfeng sword would actually fall into Ye Xuan's hands.

"war!"

Ye Xuan let out a loud shout.

In the duel between strong swordsmen, every second counts.

Now that the decisive battle has already begun, there is no need for Ye Xuan to show mercy.

"boom!"

Ye Xuan's legs bent suddenly, and his whole body was like an arrow flying from the string. His speed was extremely fast. With a sound of "咻", his figure disappeared into the night.

"Good come."

Linghu Jian's expression froze, he also gave a loud shout, and swung the giant rock sword in his hand. No matter how fast Ye Xuan was, he always remained calm.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just for a moment.

Ye Xuan killed Linghu Jian, and the two collided. The Zangfeng sword and the giant rock sword collided fiercely.There was a fierce collision, the oppressive air "squeaked", the space trembled, and cracks of sword energy clearly appeared in the space, it was so extraordinary.

The other disciples of the Huashan School changed their expressions drastically, and quickly retreated back with serious expressions on their faces.

"Senior Brother Linghu, you are the No. 1 disciple of the new generation of Huashan Sect. He is unparalleled in swordsmanship and superb in swordsmanship. It is impossible for Ye Xuan to defeat Senior Brother Linghu."

"That's right! Brother Linghu, you are the first genius in the Linghu family in a hundred years, and you have received personal guidance from Master Linghu Chong."

"Senior Brother Linghu is only 30 years old, and he is already an invincible strongman in the early stage of the Mahayana realm. Looking at the entire cultivation world, there are probably not many people who can compare with Senior Brother Linghu in terms of cultivation talent."

Those Huashan sect disciples couldn't help wiping a few smirks on their faces, looking at Ye Xuan who was colliding with Linghu sword like a dead person.

In front of the ruins of the Lin family, Hu Meier and Hu Shan both looked ugly and pale.

"Hu Shan, are you okay?"

Hu Meier looked at the injured Hu Shan and asked in doubt.

"Miss, I'm fine. This little injury is nothing."

Hu Shan quickly shook his head and responded.

"I don't know if Ye Xuan can defeat that Linghu sword? You know, Linghu sword is a peerless powerhouse among the ancient sects. Moreover, the grandfather of Linghu sword is the legendary The master of swordsmanship, Linghu Chong, this level of swordsmanship is really too strong."

Hu Meier was very worried about Ye Xuan's safety, and said in a deep voice.

"It's hard! Ye Xuan, it's really hard to defeat Linghu Jian. As far as I know, Linghu Jian's true strength has already reached the middle stage of the Mahayana realm. In addition, Linghu Jian is a powerful swordsman." , just relying on Ye Xuan's strength at the peak of the Fusion Realm, even if Ye Xuan is against the sky, it may be difficult to defeat Linghu Jian."

Hu Shan also had a serious look on his face, staring intently at the battle between Ye Xuan and Linghu Jian, and said seriously.

"Oh!"

At this moment, a heavy sword sound sounded.

Between the lightning and the flint, the collision between Ye Xuan and Linghu Sword has reached a fever pitch.

(End of this chapter)