Text Chapter 550 The Frightened Hun Li

Now the two ancestors were controlled by a group of Yin soldiers and blood beasts, unable to take action at all, so he had to do it himself. ()

If he's lucky, he might be able to get some secrets from Lin Xuan quietly.

In that way, in the future, he may improve by leaps and bounds, and may even reach the level of his ancestor.

Thinking of this, there was a hint of madness in his eyes. This was definitely the best opportunity.

This is his best chance to catch Lin Xuan.

Thinking of this, the young man in animal clothing let out a low drink, and his whole body's spiritual energy burned like a huge flame, crackling the void around him.

Five finger lights rushed out and streaked through the air, forming a cage that enveloped Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, his movements erratic, pulling out countless figures in the void.

At the same time, the Wind Shadow Sword thrust out, and each time a fine sword energy cut through the void and hit the bright finger light.

At the same time, he clenched his left hand to form a bottle of pitch-black sword, floating in the air.

"The Sword of Annihilation."

The long sword was pitch black and exuded a deathly aura, like a sword from hell, making people's hearts tremble.

This sword was originally learned from the king's bloodline, but now it is wielded by the dragon sword soul. Its power is several times greater than before.

Not only that, the sense of desolation and desolation on the long sword became even more concentrated.

Lin Xuan waved his arm, and the pitch-black Sword of Annihilation fell quickly, striking at the young man in animal clothing.

Wherever it passed, an aura of annihilation and death spread out, and the entire space was filled with a sense of coldness, as if it was about to freeze.

In an instant, the expression of the young man in the fur suit became extremely ugly. He felt that the functions of his body were disappearing rapidly, as if all the life essence was being lost.

"What kind of sword technique is this? It's so weird! It can actually deprive the breath of life!" He was horrified in his heart and retreated violently.

Lin Xuan held the Wind Shadow Sword in his right hand and chopped the five finger rays into pieces. At the same time, he held the Sword of Annihilation in his left hand and quickly slashed at the young man in animal clothing.

In an instant, the young man in fur clothes lost his previous arrogance.

His body jumped continuously and he dodged quickly. He could feel that if he was struck by that pitch-black sword, most of his body's life would definitely be lost.

In this dangerous lost temple, being seriously injured is undoubtedly equal to death.

The young man in the fur suit gritted his teeth and felt unwilling to give in. He couldn't understand why Lin Xuan's strength suddenly became so strong.

This situation was beyond his wildest dreams. He had reached the limit of the psychic realm and was extremely powerful. However, he did not expect to be chased and beaten by a warrior in the middle stage of the psychic realm.

Fortunately, there were no other warriors here, otherwise he would have died.

The two gray and white elders were fighting fiercely with a group of Yin soldiers, blood beasts, and the White Bone Demon General. They glanced at it, and when they saw the condition of the young man in the beast clothes, their beards stood up in anger.

At that moment, they thought they were dazzled. A boy in the middle stage of the psychic realm actually chased and killed a warrior at the extreme level of the psychic realm.

This is so fucking ridiculous!

"Hun Li, what are you doing? Hurry up and use all your strength to capture him!" The old man in gray shouted angrily.

Hearing this, the young man in animal clothes trembled, knowing that he could no longer keep it.

"Boy, I didn't expect that your strength has risen to such a level. It really surprises me!"

"But that's it for now. I'll let you know what a real strong person is. You can be proud of yourself if you can die with the power of blood."

Having said that, the young man in animal clothing no longer dodges, he stands in the void, his black hair flying behind him, his robes making a sound, his aura is rising, and blood lines are filling his body.

Behind him, a tiger shadow condensed and roared in all directions.

At the same time, black and white lines appeared on his cheeks and arms.

Not only that, her bones and limbs also became thicker, and her whole body was filled with a ferocious look.

No one who has seen the power of my blood can survive, and you are no exception! Hun Li's voice was cold.

After exerting the power of blood, his whole body became extremely fierce and violent.

"The power of bloodline?" Lin Xuan stopped and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He has the dragon sword soul and is not afraid of the pressure of bloodline at all!

"Ignorant ant, it seems you still don't understand the power of blood!" Seeing Lin Xuan's sneer, a hint of anger appeared in the eyes of Hun Li, a young man in animal clothes.

Then, his whole body was filled with murderous intent, and he scratched out cross marks in the air with his hands.

The void trembled and spiritual power condensed. As soon as the white tiger's shadow appeared, it let out a thundering roar and pounced on Lin Xuan.

This power is so powerful that it has exceeded the limit of the psychic realm.

The young man in animal clothing smiled ferociously. This blow was enough to kill an ordinary extreme psychic warrior. Lin Xuan couldn't resist it at all.

The tiger roared, shaking the void, and instantly arrived in front of Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan looked cold as he held the Sword of Annihilation and stabbed forward quickly.

The dark sword of annihilation exudes the power of annihilation and death, like a sword of death, quickly cutting through the void.

In an instant, he collided with the phantom of the tiger.

When the two collided, there was no dazzling light or earth-shattering explosion.

In the darkness of ice, the shadow of the white tiger touched, like ice and fire, making a hissing sound.

The huge white tiger's shadow became dim, as if the body's energy had been lost and it was sluggish.

The Sword of Nirvana still emitted a dark and cold light, and the aura it emitted made the white tiger's shadow quickly dissipate.

Not only that, even the young man in the beast clothes behind him was shaken, with a look of horror in his eyes.

At that moment, he felt an unusually cold aura envelope him, as if it was sucking all the energy out of his body.

In an instant, he felt that a lot of his life essence and spiritual power had been lost.

This method was so weird that he turned pale with fright, and quickly cut off the connection with the white tiger's shadow, and then the cold death aura gradually disappeared.

"What kind of sword is it? It's so terrifying!" The young man in the fur suit was horrified. He realized that he still underestimated Lin Xuan.

"Is this the power of your bloodline?" Lin Xuan sneered, "In my opinion, it's worse than garbage!"

"Don't you want to kill me? I want to see how you kill me?" Lin Xuan snorted coldly, his eyes full of killing intent.

He had no grudges against the other party, and he didn't even know him at all. However, the other party wanted to kill him more than once or twice out of greed in his heart.

This made him angry and unable to forgive the other person.

Lin Xuan was like a god of death, holding the Sword of Nirvana in his hand, walking step by step.

"Seeking death!" The young man in the fur suit was furious.

As the peerless genius of his clan, he has been watched by thousands of people since he was a child, and no one has ever dared to look down on him like this.

Now, a warrior in the middle stage of the psychic realm dared to do this to him!

He waved his fists and shot out hundreds of fist shadows, which condensed into ferocious white tigers. Finally, the entire void was filled with hundreds of fist shadows, which shocked Lin Xuan.