Text Chapter 441 Purple Spectroscopy

Lin Xuan cut off Ouyang Kun's clothes with one sword, causing alarm in all directions.

Looking at Lin Xuan, whose momentum changed drastically, a trace of solemnity appeared on Ouyang Kun's face.

The sword light just now was able to break his defense, which surprised him. Moreover, the sword light was so fast that he was caught off guard.

"Qiankun Suppresses the Devil's Palm!"

The purple light pulsating all over his body was terrifying, as if he could suppress everything.

At this time, Ouyang Kun's whole body was shrouded in purple light, and his aura was comparable to that of a warrior in the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

With a wave of his palm, the sky filled with purple energy, like the glow from the sky, attacking Lin Xuan with a terrifying aura.

The entire arena was shrouded in purple light, and even the Spiritual Transformation Realm warriors did not dare to forcefully resist.

Looking at the terrifying offensive on the stage, the crowd below exclaimed, and some of the weaker disciples turned pale.

Facing such a terrifying attack, Lin Xuan just swung his sword.

With this sword, he raised his sword intent to 50%.

The sword energy was astonishing, splitting the purple light in an instant and quickly slashing towards Ouyang Kun.

The 50% sword intent was so astonishing that the swords of the surrounding warriors trembled, as if they were about to fly towards the ring.

"What kind of sword intent is this? It's so terrifying. I can't breathe!"

"Oh my god, this aura far exceeds Xiaocheng's sword intention. Could it be that he can even hide his sword intention?"

Everyone was stunned, even the elders were shocked.

Hiding one's cultivation is very common, and it's relatively easy to perform.

But a person's artistic conception cannot be hidden unless he doesn't use it.

However, Lin Xuan seemed to have broken this rule.

Not only did he hide his cultivation, he even hid part of his sword intent.

This method is terrifying!

Among the crowd, Zuo Yang looked pale. He was still worried about losing to Lin Xuan before, but now facing this kind of sword intent, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

On the ring, Ouyang Kun's face turned gloomy.

Every time he was confident and taught Lin Xuan in a senior tone, the latter would show unexpected strength.

This is clearly a slap in the face!

"Fifty percent sword intent, this kid actually understood 50% sword intent!" The purple light on Ouyang Kun's body was beating, rising and falling.

He once participated in the Qinglong Club, and he also met many swordsmen who had understood the sword's intention. Some even realized 70% of the sword's intention.

But those people were far older than Lin Xuan. He had never seen Xiang Linxuan comprehend such sword intent at such a young age.

"It seems that we have to attack with all our strength!" Ouyang Kun's heart was heavy. He originally planned to reserve his strength and show it when facing the chief disciples of other sects.

But now it seems that he has to use all his strength.

"You can let me use my full strength, even if you lose, you are proud enough!" Ouyang Kun's voice was cold, and the purple energy on his body was so strong that it flowed quickly like a purple cloud.

"Purple Spectroscopy!"

The energy in Ouyang Kun's body floated rapidly, peeling off his body and gradually forming a blurry figure next to him.

Everyone looked at the figure with horrified expressions on their faces.

Because they saw the illusory mist finally turned into a human figure, whose appearance was very similar to Ouyang Kun.

"What is this? A clone?" Everyone was stunned.

In the stands, Tie Shou and others frowned: "Purple Spectroscopy!"

"I didn't expect it to be made by him."

"It is rumored that this secret technique is comparable to earth-level martial arts and is extremely difficult to practice. I didn't expect to see it again today."

"Lin Xuan's talent is incredible, but Ouyang Kun's talent is not bad, and once this secret technique is revealed, I am afraid that even if Lin Xuan has 50% sword power, it will be difficult to resist."

Lin Xuan frowned as he looked at the figure that looked like a clone.

He quickly used his pupil technique and sensed quickly, but he found that the aura of the clone was the same as Ouyang Kun's.

"How can it be?"

Just when he was surprised, Ouyang Kun and the purple figure quickly ran over and turned into two purple rays of light.

Xing Jue Sword waved, and the sword energy drew a half-moon arc in front of him, forcing the two men back.

However, the two of them attacked from front to back, and their strength was comparable to that of a warrior in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and they actually suppressed Lin Xuan tightly.

Everyone was confused. Just when they thought Lin Xuan would win, this happened.

"As expected of senior brother, he actually has such a secret skill. It seems that Lin Xuan is destined to lose!"

"That's for sure. This secret technique is equivalent to the attack of two Spirit Transformation Realm warriors. Lin Xuan can't resist two Spirit Transformation Realm warriors even against the sky!"

"However, although this kind of secret technique is powerful, I'm afraid it also has certain limitations, otherwise it wouldn't be heaven-defying!"

Some people speculate that it may not take too long.

Indeed, Ouyang Kun attacked fiercely and looked like a quick victory.

He had just mastered the Purple Spectroscopy Technique and could only focus it for a short period of time.

But this is enough, after all, no one can resist the attacks of two Spiritual Transformation Realm warriors.

"Qiankun Demon Suppressing Hand!"

Ouyang Kun and his clone hit two unique skills at the same time, attacking Lin Xuan from the left and right sides.

As long as this kind of attack hits, Lin Xuan will lose half his life.

The elder referee looked solemn, ready to come to the rescue at any time.

At the critical moment, Lin Xuan sighed and held the hilt of the Wind Shadow Sword.

Originally he didn't want to reveal his trump cards, but in the face of such an attack, he had to reveal some of his trump cards.

Either it's Qicheng Sword Intention, or it's Wind Shadow Sword.

After much deliberation, he decided to use the Wind Shadow Sword.

After all, the Wind Shadow Sword was easily recognized by others, and besides, he wanted to hide 70% of the sword's power as his final killing move.

Seeing that the huge purple palm was about to wrap Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan quickly pulled out the Wind Shadow Sword.

With both swords in hand, Lin Xuan lightly stepped forward, spinning like a whirlwind.

The terrifying sword light stirred everywhere.

I saw the sword light shining, filling the entire ring, and in an instant, Lin Xuan's body appeared on the other side of the ring.

boom!

The terrifying sword light disappeared, and the two purple palms split open, with the incisions even.

Not only that, the clone was split into two and quickly disappeared.

Ouyang Kun's iron-blooded shirt was also torn apart.

The terrifying sword intent pierced his inner armor, leaving a sword mark.

However, Lin Xuan was very measured in his actions. The sword marks only stayed on the surface and did not hurt Ouyang Kun.

Ouyang Kun's body was stiff and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

At that moment, although he clearly saw the path of the sword energy and tried his best to resist, the sword energy was too terrifying and instantly penetrated his defense.

Everyone was completely stunned. They didn't see what happened just now. They just saw the ring surrounded by purple aura, and the next moment, the shocking sword light enveloped the ring.

Although they didn't see clearly the process of the battle just now, they saw the result clearly.

Lin Xuanhao's hair was uninjured, but sword marks appeared on Ouyang Kun's chest, and the winner and loser could be distinguished immediately.

The elder referee was also stunned. The sword strike just now made him feel amazing.

Taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "Winner Lin Xuan!"