Blood Reverse Supreme

Chapter 276

However, facing the huge green goblin in front of him, Xu Tian raised the Beiming sword in his hand, stood there, and looked at the green goblin without moving.

"Die to me!" Lin Wuhen didn't believe that Xu Tian had any other means, and shouted, only to see the green light in the eyes of the huge green demon getting more and more intense.

Everyone understood that as long as the green light in the demon's one-eyed shot towards Xu Tian, ​​even if he had ten lives, he would still die.

"You, die for me!"

However, as Lin Wuhen's words fell, Xu Tian slightly raised the Beiming sword in his hand.However, on the blade of the sword, there was no trace of harsh attack at all.

Fuck?Such an idea popped up in almost everyone's mind.Xu Tian acted like a joke.The profound weapon in his hand didn't fluctuate at all, so just do that?

Could it be that if you say one word to die, people will die?Could it be that Xu Tian was beaten stupid?Seeing that the green light in the one-eyed green troll was about to shoot out, everyone looked at Xu Tian who was still holding a long sword and pointing the sword point at the green goblin, but they didn't move.

Although Xu Tian's consumption is quite huge, but now he doesn't even have the ability to resist at all, right?
"Boom..."

Just when everyone was confused, a bang sound interrupted everyone's thoughts.A surprising scene appeared, and in front of Xu Tian, ​​the troll, which was nearly a hundred feet tall, fell to the ground with a bang in Xu Tian's understatement.

Does this work too?
However, the bang sound did not come from the place where the troll fell to the ground, but from Lin Wuhen.The bang sound spread, and the magic sound Changqin lying in front of Lin Wuhen actually burst.

The eighth-level low-grade profound weapon actually exploded!Can you believe it?Almost everyone looked at the scene in front of them in dumbfounded.

The eighth-level low-grade mysterious weapon burst open, and even a low-level Xuandi who was as strong as Lin Wuhen couldn't bear that kind of damage.

Blood was flowing on the surface of his body. Seeing the destruction of the treasure of the Lin family, Lin Wuhen was a little dazed, and then looked at Xu Tian with resentment in his eyes.

Xu Tian completely ignored Lin Wuhen's hateful gaze.In the tomb of Emperor Yu Han Xuan, when Sun Zhiyuan gave him the magic sound black piano, he told himself.

The Magic Sound Heiqin is an eighth-level low-grade profound weapon, and it is also the most precious treasure of the Lin family. This profound weapon can only exert its greatest power when it complements the Lin family's dead wood art.

Xu Tian knew that even if he got this eighth-level low-grade profound weapon, he would not be able to exert its full power. Sun Zhiyuan also had intentions, and he tampered with it to coordinate with Xu Tian's spiritual power.If one day, the magic sound black piano is robbed, Xu Tian can completely use his mental power to control and detonate this eighth-level low-grade profound weapon.

An eighth-level profound weapon, looking at the entire Lengyue Empire, it is very hot, no one wants to get it.Although Xu Tian is also in pain, but now that life and death are at stake, it is obviously not the time to care about a low-level eighth-grade profound weapon.

"Cough cough..."

Opening his mouth to vomit blood, Lin Wuhen's hair was unkempt on the road, and his clothes were even more torn.As the ancestor of the Lin family, today, he would be ashamed of himself!
"Xu Tian, ​​today, even the Heavenly King and I can't protect you!" Lin Wuhen staggered to his feet and said viciously.

Xu Tian didn't know how powerful the bombardment of the eighth-level low-grade profound weapon was, but Lin Wuhen suffered such a large damage, but it seemed to have no effect, even he was very surprised!The horror of Emperor Xuan's realm can also be seen.

"I am the Heavenly King? I have come all the way to the present, not by the Heavenly King, but by myself!" Xu Tian said with a little confidence as the Beiming sword in his hand was swarming with cold light again.

Now, Lin Wuhen was severely injured by the explosion of the magic sound black piano. He does not have a low-level eighth-grade profound weapon, but he does.Beiming sword is considered a sharp weapon in Sun Zhiyuan's Nether clan.After a year of running-in with himself, plus the Beiming Sword Art, Xu Tian is very confident in facing the current Lin Wuhen.

"Withered wood art, ten thousand dry broken strength!"

"Beiming Sword Art: Breaking Out of a Cocoon and Turning into a Butterfly!"

Two shouts of annoyance sounded, above Xu Tianbeiming sword, Beiming's cold air continued to flow out, and the black air was surging to the sky.And Lin Wuhen is worthy of being a strong man in the realm of Emperor Xuan. After being severely injured by the magic sound of the black piano, he is still aggressive. His hands are firmly embedded in the ground, and layers of faint green are gathered in his palms.

"Kang Keng Keng..."

The clash of palms and swords turned out to be the sound of metal clashing. Seeing the two fighting in the heavy rain regardless of each other's injuries, everyone was dumbfounded.

It is not easy for Xu Tian to be able to fight Lin Wuhen like this by virtue of his low-level Xuanhuang realm strength.It is really surprising that Lin Wuhen is still so strong after his own treasure exploded inexplicably and was severely injured.

"Withered Wood Dragon Sky!"

Forcibly using the last layer of the Dead Wood Art, another stream of blood flowed from the corner of Lin Wuhen's mouth. Originally, with Xu Tian's low-level Xuanhuang realm, he could crush a lot of them to death with one hand.Who would have thought that now that she was severely injured by the magic sound black piano, she would end up in such a mess.

"Ow..."

A loud roar spread, and in front of Lin Wuhen, a dead wood dragon roared furiously, forming instantly.

This withered wood dragon is quite different from the one that Xu Tian saw in the little devil's grassland. The whole body of the withered wood dragon that Xu Tian saw in the little devil's grassland was covered with huge spheres like night pearls. The withered wood dragon transformed from the scar has no abnormality all over its body, but there is a huge night pearl dragging on top of its head, even when the night falls, even the sky is illuminated by it.

The strong and dazzling light spread out, and those people who were far away couldn't help but cover their eyes with their hands, the light was too dazzling.

Regarding this, Xu Tian just narrowed his eyes slightly, looking cautiously at the nearly hundred-foot-long dead wood dragon in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ow..."

Another loud roar spread, and the withered wood dragon looked at Xu Tian without moving, but the night pearl above his head was getting brighter and brighter.

"The sword of Beiming Sword Art breaks through mountains and rivers!"

As if putting all his eggs in one basket in his heart, Xu Tian let out an annoyed cry, and all the cold air from Beiming surged out from the Beiming sword.Those who are careful can find that in the black cold air of Beiming, there are still dots of golden light shining.

The Beiming Sword Art is an eighth-level low-level martial art. Now Xu Tian has only mastered the first form of breaking the cocoon and becoming a butterfly. As for the second form, Xu Tian only has some insights, but now, he has to try desperately .

"Om..."

The buzzing sound spread, and the night pearl on the top of the dead wood dragon suddenly flew away from its body. The huge night pearl illuminated the entire Lengyue City, including Xu Tian.

However, amidst the boundless brightness, there is such a faint darkness persisting weakly.It was the Beiming sword in Xu Tian's hand.

"The sword breaks the mountains and rivers, break it for me!" Xu Tian put all his eggs in one basket. On the Beiming Sword, almost all the Beiming's cold energy in Xu Tian's body was poured into it. When the night pearl-like sphere came to Xu Tian, The Beiming Sword suddenly surged with cold light, and a jet-black sword light swept towards the sky, as if made by nature.

(End of this chapter)