Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 258 Miss Tang Bixuan

There is a good saying that God is nothing more than a person with power far beyond ordinary people.Anyone with enough power can be called a god.

Today's Shen Lin looks like a god. He holds the Xueyin Knife aloft, and even the space is cracked in his hands. The whistling wind from the black crack is like the devil's grin, which makes people shudder when they hear it. .

Qingtian's Qingyue Sword and Jingxuan's full-strength arrow, when facing this space crack, are as fragile as a stone, and when thrown into the sea, they can't even stir up a wave.

"How is it possible, breaking the void?" Qingtian's eyes were full of disbelief, he couldn't imagine how a mere warrior who didn't even reach the innate realm could possess such power and shatter the space.

This kind of power, even he and Jingxuan, can't control it now, I am afraid that only the existence of the alchemy state can have such power!Weak as a sinking scale, how could it be possible to control it?

Shen Lin's body was trembling, and traces of red blood streaks appeared on his golden dragon scales, which was a reminder that his body was overloaded.Obviously, Sen Luo Zhan's move requires too much physical strength. With Shen Lin's current cultivation base, it is still a bit reluctant to activate this half-step Yuanshen level Sen Luo Zhan.

"Sure enough, there is still a weakness, it's too reluctant," Qingtian Zhangmai showed a cold smile, turned to look at Jingxuan, and snorted, "Junior brother, let's disperse, there is no need to rush to attack. Forcibly urging myself can't control it." He is just playing with fire and setting himself on fire, when he reaches his limit, without us taking action, he will naturally explode and die, life and death disappear."

Jingxuan nodded, took half of his men, and slowly walked to the other side, and Qingtian and Qingtian took sides to check and balance Shen Lin, no matter what, Shen Lin's knife could only be swung at one person.

Finally, Shen Lin's physical endurance reached the limit. On his arms, blood burst out first, and the red-gold blood flowed out from Shen Lin's hands. Instead of falling to the ground, it defied gravity and drank toward the snow. The knife flows.

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A voice like lightning slowly resounded. At this moment, the blood merged, and Shen Lin and Xue Yindao finally reached an unprecedented resonance. He successfully controlled this move.

"Go to hell!" Xue Yin knife cut down, the space is like a piece of fragile porcelain, the crack spreads in an instant along the point of Shen Lin's long knife, and cuts straight towards Qingtian and others.

"Careful, flash"

The exclamation of Qingtian's palm veins remained in his throat, and the spreading crack in space had already slashed across his body at an incomparable speed, past the second divine sword he had just taken out in an attempt to block it. .

Boring!
The fragments of the divine sword fell on the ground, and Qingtian's palm veins and a group of subordinates who were in the innate realm behind him were all turned into pieces of meat and fell to the ground. The incision was extremely smooth, and even every blood vessel was uniform .

With one blow, Qingtian's palm veins died.

"What!" On the side, the panic in the pupils of Jingxuan's palm veins was solid, seeing that Shen Lin had swung his second saber, Jingxuan hurriedly fled towards the distance.

"Death!" The second knife slashed out, and the crack in space roared out again, and the subordinates of Zhanjue Jingxuan quickly caught up with Jingxuan.

"No, I can't die yet!" Jingxuan saw the space crack behind him approaching really fast, even though he had used the fastest speed, he still couldn't escape, and let out a voice of unwillingness.

Perhaps God heard the shocking sound, at this moment, Shen Lin's body shook violently, spurting a mouthful of reverse blood, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

It was because of this trembling that the spatial rift brushed against Jing Xuan's throat, only cutting off one of his right arms.

"Damn it, in the end... it was just a little bit close," the body's potential was exhausted, and the dragon scales and elephant wings were slowly put back into Shen Lin's body. He fell from mid-air and lost all his combat power.

But at this time, the opponent was almost completely wiped out, leaving only Jing Xuan with a broken arm.An archer who has lost an arm is like a poisonous snake without teeth.

Two swords, beheaded a three-flower master, abolished a three-flower master, and killed a bunch of mortal and innate warriors. Although the power of Sen Luo Zhan is not as powerful as Sword 23, it is still powerful enough to shock the world.

At this moment, blood began to flow slowly from the stumped limbs, and a strong smell of blood permeated the space. Shen Lin sat on the ground with one hand propped up. At this moment, his mental and physical strength were extremely strong. Weak, almost in a coma at any moment.As for Jing Xuan, he seemed to be still in a state of incomparable horror.

That move just now had already left a permanent shadow in his heart. It was only a little bit, a little bit, and he would die in Huangquan. At that moment, he was closer to death than ever before.The breath of hell made him terrified and lost his mind for a long time.

"It's too willful," Shen Lin shook his head and smiled wryly, "Sen Luo Zhan is still a bit reluctant to use it."

Finally, the pain of the severed arm brought Jing Xuan back from his trance, he turned his head to look at Shen Lin, with an indistinct fear and killing intent flashing in his eyes.He was obviously afraid of the man in front of him. Because of his fear, he was not allowed to live and grow again.

The fear of Shen Lin finally completely transformed into a life-and-death murderous aura.

"It seems that this time, we still have to use the plane of Tianlong to escape," Shen Lin knew in his heart that although he had crippled Jingxuan's arm, making his strength almost nonexistent, a strong three-flower is a strong three-flower. There is no one in strength, and it is not comparable to ordinary innate masters.What's more, Shen Lin can't even stand up now, and an ordinary warrior can kill him. With this state, it is obviously unrealistic to deal with Jingxuan.

"I have to say that the Great Song Empire has existed throughout the ages, no, throughout the ages of the entire martial arts world, you have been considered number one. If you grow up, the entire martial arts world will tremble for you." Jing Xuan cleaned up his wounds and looked at Shen Lin, took a deep breath, and his voice was full of admiration, "It's a pity, God is always jealous of heroes, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until that day."

Shen Lin smiled slightly, shook his head: "No, you can't kill me."

Jing Xuan's pupils twitched, and he retreated three steps in a conditioned reflex, looking at Shen Lin vigilantly, the scene just now had already made him almost startled.

After a long time, nothing happened, Jingxuan laughed at himself: "It seems that I am already old, and I was scared away by your words. But because of this, I will kill you even more, otherwise, I am afraid that I will spend my whole life in this place." You spent it under your shadow."

"You can't kill him," a girl's voice suddenly sounded behind Jingxuan.

Jing Xuan turned his head and saw a woman walking slowly.

This girl is about 15 years old, wearing a blue light shirt, with two small braids, and a delicate golden jade ring inlaid with many beautiful lotus flowers.The girl's Qiong nose and bright pupils gave her a sense of beauty, as if she had been carved out of the same mold as Zhong Ling in Tianlong Babu.

"Who are you!" Jing Xuan asked in shock.

Shen Lin was already stunned.

"Miss!"

A complex voice sounded softly.

(End of this chapter)