My Skills Depend on Picking

Chapter 440 Pass the Eighth Floor! !

Chapter 440: Passing the Eighth Floor! !

On the other side; the battle between the swordsman in the yellow shirt and Lin Chen's body is radiant with the domineering power of Candlelight Xiaohan, shaking all parties in the sky, and the entire battle space is shaking and shaking violently!

Seeing this scene, the powerhouses above the sixth level of Yuan Zunjing outside the venue all stood up in horror, and some seemed to stare at the magic eye stone with air-conditioning, as if they saw something incredible about to happen!

A senior of Tiange Academy stared at the magic eye stone, swallowed, and muttered to himself with chattering teeth.

"Lin Chen is going to face him in front of the purple-level combat skills!"

The embarrassed Xie Hanfeng stared blankly at Lin Chen's opponent in the battle tower. He had used up all his cards against an opponent in the early stage of the sixth level, and he passed it several times.

But Lin Chen even fought back and forth in the early stage of Yuan Zunjing's seventh level, and it was a battle of two!

The most terrifying thing is that his opponent also masters the purple-level cultivation technique!

There is no comparability between the two opponents! Xie Hanfeng's indomitable pride was completely shattered at this moment, and it was not worth a slap at all!

In the eighth floor of the battle tower; in the fierce duel battle, Lin Chen's level 4 corrosion runes were continuously launched, and they were attacked again and again into the body of the yellow-shirted swordsman!

In addition, his phantom avatar, which condensed 20 points of rune energy, joined the mad attack, and the yellow-shirted swordsman who was attacked by a ninth-level dark dragon was unable to parry Lin Chen's crazy offensive!

When realizing the problem was not good, the yellow-shirt swordsman immediately took out his trump card! A purple-level sword technique!

But what moved him even more was that Lin Chen actually chose to bombard him from the front, and he didn't plan to retreat at all!

The three of them occupy each side. The swordsmen in yellow shirts are filled with the sharp sword energy of flying yellow sand, forming a dust storm with a height of 10,000 meters.

The blade edge of 'Wanfeng Yuanming' with a faint blue glow is always ready to burst out the edge of cutting the moon and splitting the stars!

Lin Chen held a golden spear, and his body was full of demonic energy. The five-colored dragon energy trembled, and the Asura demonic energy condensed in the void above his head. Some strong people saw it. It was an Asura shadow covered with stars and moon, with three heads and six arms. Wearing armor and holding a gun is as if the sky is about to open!

"Hahaha! The battle was fun! Today, the deity will see if it is my only Soul Light Qianmo Slash that is powerful, or the purple-level marksmanship of this younger generation in Lingzhou!"

The face of the swordsman in yellow shirt, which had always been indifferent and deep, suddenly burst into a arrogant and dry cloud of laughter.

Lin Chen grinned and said loudly!

"Lin Chen, the descendant of Lingzhou, please enlighten me on this type of 'magic spear split'!"

The next moment; the momentum of both sides is brewing to the extreme! Shocked the sky!

The mere imposing manner made the strong spectators feel a terrible sense of oppression. The two people's purple-level exercises were completely different from Xie Hanfeng, who reluctantly used three purple-level exercises before!

That is a kind of cultivation to the realm of ecstasy. Look down on the world!

"Soul Light Thousand Desert Slash!"

The sandstorm swirled and killed, and the yellow sand swords that stirred thousands of miles in the galaxy flew out and slashed at Lin Chen and his clone!

Where the yellow sand knife qi passed, the space crystal wall was broken inch by inch.

"Magic Spear Cracks!"

The five cloud dragon light pierced out, the shadow of Shura on Lin Chen's head merged into his body, and the moment he held the spear and pierced it; the dragon's power exploded, the charging rune was activated, the rune energy was reduced by 5 points at a time, and the shocking cone The shape of the rainbow flashed past the golden spear tip!

"Netherworld Seven Flashes!"

A dark green sword light that spun and killed in a row jumped seven times in a row, and the energy of the dragon force whistling and bursting was mixed on the sword light.

The shocking cone-shaped rainbow light fell like a meteor, piercing through countless sword energy, and it was invincible.

A large number of attribute light balls rolled from the body and suspended into the void, and there were several crystal clear high-level treasure chests!

sigh~~! boom! Boom~~!

The shocking explosion sounded outrageously, and Lin Chen and his clone were completely overturned by the aftermath of the explosion and flew thousands of miles away!

His Wanyue Xuan Zhenjia was shattered by more than half of the energy from the explosive catapult. Fortunately, the body was not injured, but it was also heavily consumed and panting.

With the continuous activation of high-quality phantom clones, and the 'magic spear cracking' of this purple-level combat technique, his Nine Tribulations of Creation was a bit too much to bear.

"The younger generation, you did a good job, but unfortunately, your opponents are two people!"

When the light laughter of the blue-clothed swordsman rang out, a sword light that emptied thousands of miles shone with the sharpness of a ghost, surrounded by a touch of water, crushed the void, and stabbed Lin Chen awe-inspiringly!

Another swordsmanship of the purple class!

When Lin Chen and the yellow-shirted swordsman were fighting against the purple-level martial arts, the blue-clothed swordsman expelled his full power as soon as he eliminated Lin Chen's avatar!

"Unfortunately, you haven't fully seen my trump card!" - Lin Chen's mouth curved into a confident arc.

An afterimage flashed past at extreme speed, slapped the void with a backhand, and two gray-white talismans were born!

At the moment when the gray-white talisman exploded, the two spaces became extremely frozen and sluggish, and even the sword light flashed for a moment of sluggishness. It was this small moment that Lin Chen's figure had already been brought to thousands by his phantom clone. Inside and out!

Then, the sword light smashed the space blocked by the slow rune, and smashed three thousand miles with one sword!

The sword light shot up, smashing the ley lines of the ice and snow world, tearing out a huge abyss of 100,000 zhang, and the sky is splendid!

The other rune of slowness exploded in the space where the blue-clothed swordsman was located. This rune of slowness was also the strongest one, consuming a full 80 points of Lin Chen's intermediate rune energy!

"What trick is this?"

Before he could calm down, the shadow of Feng Jie's legs that moved by stepping on the gang came in an instant, and a flash of thunder flashed, and the figure swept behind him!

His arm like a dark abyss protrudes out of the void, 51,000 dragon power is twisting and rushing, and the five fingers of the dark battle spirit lingering with nine dragon pattern strength slap on his heavenly cover!

boom! boom! boom!

A series of violent attacks and explosions completely shattered the Tsing Yi Swordsman's puppet body and destroyed it! By the end, he didn't even know what happened!

When he swept his last glance at Lin Chen, he realized that there were as many as three of Lin Chen's clones! His mysterious clone moves are still reserved!

"Good boy...to hide so deep..."

The puppet body of the blue-clothed swordsman dropped a large number of attribute light balls, and his sword weapon also became dull and completely lost its luster.

At this time, two streamer lasers shot towards Lin Chen's eyebrows, making him unable to guard against it!

Just when he was about to use his spiritual power to squeeze these two streams of light out of his spiritual consciousness, he found that it was left by the two seniors just now, and there was no malicious intent.

"The descendants of Lingzhou, the blue is better than the blue. After this battle, I will completely become a puppet, and I will have the last trace of spiritual power, but it will also preserve our unique skills in life."

"Boy, you are very powerful. I hope you can bring our unique skills to a higher level."

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