Chapter 2618 The Pursuers Are Coming

The next moment, the middle-aged man in white robe turned into a golden light and rushed towards Wang Lun. Although the opponent had reached the seventh level of the Divine Lord realm, Chen Xuan and Wang Lun were not afraid of him at all.

The middle-aged man in white robe suddenly rushed to Wang Lun's side. Chen Xuan was not worried about Wang Lun at all. After all, Wang Lun's body defense had also reached the limit of the mortal body, and he was only one step away from surpassing the mortal body. The black giant sword in his hand suddenly rose in the air and blocked the palm of the middle-aged man in white robe.

Chen Xuan saw that the middle-aged man in white robe had launched an attack, so he flashed his body in an instant and approached Wang Lun.

Wang Lun's black giant sword was hit head-on by the middle-aged man in white robe, and a series of roaring sounds came from the giant sword, and the sound stopped after a long time.

At the same time, the middle-aged man in white robe suddenly burst out with momentum, and punched Chen Xuan fiercely. A golden beam of light appeared out of thin air from his body and hit him the most violently.

Chen Xuan's face changed slightly. If he was hit by this golden light column, he would inevitably be slightly injured.

At this time, there were also several men in white robes who were attacking Chen Xuan and his men. However, these men were only at the first level of the Divine Lord, so Chen Xuan was not afraid at all.

The power of the Vermillion Bird overflowed from his body. Chen Xuan waved the Lioyuan Sword in his hand and broke the golden light column, but Chen Xuan's body was also knocked out. After all, the cultivation of the middle-aged man in white robe had reached the seventh level of the Divine Lord realm. It was very difficult for Chen Xuan to deal with him with his own strength.

After feeling the sudden burst of strength of Chen Xuan, the face of the middle-aged man in white robe was slightly surprised.

He did not expect that Chen Xuan could suddenly increase his cultivation. Originally, he only thought that Chen Xuan's strength was only at the third level of the Divine Lord, but Chen Xuan could take his attack, which was enough to show that Chen Xuan's cultivation was far more than that.

"Can this guy hide his strength?" The middle-aged man in white robe doubted in his heart.

Although he was very suspicious of what level Chen Xuan's cultivation had reached, he didn't care, because Chen Xuan's cultivation was not higher than his.

Wang Lun waved the black giant sword in his hand and fought with the middle-aged man in white robe, but Wang Lun was obviously suppressed by him. After seeing Wang Lun being suppressed by the middle-aged man, Chen Xuan turned to deal with other disciples.

The cultivation of those disciples was far inferior to Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan defeated them in a blink of an eye. Seeing this, the middle-aged man in white robe wanted to turn back to rescue them, but it was too late.

Chen Xuan's speed was too fast. He had no time to react just now, and saw that Chen Xuan had killed them.

The middle-aged man showed anger on his face: "Son, I must kill you today!"

Chen Xuan showed a trace of contempt on his face: "You want to kill me with your strength? It's really a dream."

After giving away these disciples who were in the way, Chen Xuan turned around and dealt with the middle-aged man in white robe with Wang Lun.

The middle-aged man in white robe originally just wanted to ask Chen Xuan how to get to the second area, but he didn't expect to make an enemy with Chen Xuan, and his three companions had been killed by Chen Xuan. Not to mention that he would be surrounded by Wang Lun now. Although Chen Xuan alone was not his opponent, with Wang Lun, the two of them could even suppress the middle-aged man in white robe.

Chen Xuan completely released the power of the demon soul in his body, but at this moment, Chen Xuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body. He knew that this was the side effect of the demon soul possession brought to his body last time, but Chen Xuan couldn't care so much now.

If he didn't kill the middle-aged man in white robe now, then the middle-aged man in white robe would kill both of them in turn.

Chen Xuan had no choice now. If he didn't use the power of the demon soul, then Chen Xuan couldn't defeat the middle-aged man in white robe. It was okay if he was one level behind, but the cultivation of the middle-aged man in white robe reached the seventh level of the God Lord. Under this realm, it was very difficult for Chen Xuan to deal with him.

Fortunately, Chen Xuan still has Wang Lun's help. Wang Lun's cultivation has reached the fifth level of the God Lord in the past few days, and the skills Wang Lun practices are also very powerful.

Generally, practitioners who are not one level higher can crush practitioners who are one level lower than them, but there are also some practitioners who can fight against people who are several levels higher than them because of the special nature of their skills. The skills Wang Lun practices are very special, and the black giant sword in his hand is also very powerful, which can be a perfect match with Wang Lun's skills.

Chen Xuan heard from Wang Lun that the black giant sword in his hand was inherited from his father, but Wang Lun didn't know who his father was. When Wang Lun was very young, his father had passed away. He was brought up by the leader of a demon hunting team, and the skills he practiced were almost to improve his consciousness, which made Wang Lun's life experience seem confusing.

Chen Xuan was very curious about Wang Lun's origins before, but now Chen Xuan found that he could not find out anything, so he had to give up this idea.

Wang Lun's cultivation method was very powerful, so his real cultivation could even reach the sixth level of the Divine Lord. Wang Lun's own talent was also very strong, and his cultivation speed was even faster than Chen Xuan.

A year ago, Wang Lun's cultivation was only at the sixth level of God and Demon, but a year later, Wang Lun's cultivation level was raised by a whole level. It must be said that his cultivation speed was indeed very fast, even faster than Chen Xuan. In the previous few years, Wang Lun's cultivation level was close to the peak of the fifth level of God, and now he has directly reached the limit of the fifth level of God, and is only one step away from reaching the sixth level of God.

As for Chen Xuan, although his cultivation level is only at the peak of the third level of God, the strength that Chen Xuan can really exert has reached the peak of the sixth level of God, which is a full three levels.

Facing the siege of Chen Xuan and Wang Lun, the physical strength of the middle-aged man in white robes began to gradually fail. They fought on the ice field for more than half an hour. Now the power of the demon soul in Chen Xuan's body has begun to dissipate gradually. Since Chen Xuan's demon soul has been promoted to the third level, his demon soul can last longer.

Chen Xuan is now forcing himself to endure the pain in his body, otherwise he would have felt that the demon soul had already dissipated. Seeing the sword energy that the middle-aged man in white robe had just condensed suddenly dissipated in the air, Chen Xuan finally showed a look of relief.

Then he saw the demon soul land on Chen Xuan's body suddenly dissipate. Chen Xuan looked at Wang Lun who was fighting with the man in white robe and said to him: "Brother Wang, the rest is up to you!"

Wang Lun nodded heavily. He knew that since Chen Xuan used the demon soul to possess his body, he had to endure a lot of pain every time he used the demon soul, so Chen Xuan must not be able to use the demon soul again. Chen Xuan has even lost his ability to fight now. Chen Xuan's body suddenly collapsed under the rain, and then Chen Xuan slowly circulated the true energy in his body to repair the injuries in his body.

Seeing Chen Xuan's reaction, the middle-aged man in white robe immediately raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Chen Xuan. Wang Lun immediately flashed to Chen Xuan's side when he saw this. The waves of mysterious power on his body continued to emit black light. These lights continued to gather on Wang Duo's body. Then Wang Lun's body suddenly grew a circle, and his strength also increased a lot. He held the black giant sword in his hand like a feather and waved it freely in his hand.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man in white robe, the black giant sword in Wang Lun's hand seemed to have lost its weight. For Wang Lun, he really couldn't feel the weight of the black giant sword now, because Wang Lun's body now grew twice as much, and his strength increased several times.

The middle-aged man in white robe obviously didn't expect Wang Lun to have the physical strength to attack him. He showed a look of shock on his face, and Wang Lun had already attacked the middle-aged man in white robe at this time.

And the speed exceeded his estimation. Absorbing the waves of black spiritual power emitted from the black giant sword, a black spirit snake emerged from Wang Lun's body. These black spirit snakes coiled on Wang Lun's body, which increased Wang Lun's strength again.

A shocking black mysterious power swung out from Wang Lun's sword blade, and the black giant sword in his hand burst out with an unprecedented sense of power. Chen Xuan also looked at Wang Lun with surprise. He had never seen Wang Lun use such a powerful technique.

The black sword energy passed by the middle-aged man in white robe like a rotten wood. At this moment, the white-robed man finally realized that he had provoked two plague gods.

On the surface, the two people whose cultivation was far weaker than his, the real strength could burst out such a powerful force. He was now in infinite regret, but there was no regret medicine for him to take, and he could only suffer the consequences.

If he hadn't looked down on Chen Xuan and Wang Lun at the beginning, he wouldn't have ended up like this. Wang Lun's black sword energy directly knocked the white-robed man's body away.

The middle-aged man in white robe felt as if he was hit by a heavy object weighing several tons. His body flew away quickly. He flew for dozens of meters before his body stopped. At this moment, the middle-aged man in white robe was emitting red blood light, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Wang Lun looked at it, and Chen Xuan said to him: "How is it? Is my move powerful?"

"I have never seen you use this kind of skill. What is the name of this skill?" Chen Xuan asked.

Wang Lun's face showed contemplation: "I really haven't thought about this. Why not call it the black skill? No, no, this name is too stupid. Why not call it, what is it called?"

"Don't worry about it for now, go and get rid of that guy. We can't delay here for too long, otherwise it is likely to attract the attention of other people. The Frost Country has sent a large number of pursuers to search for us. If they catch us, we will be in danger now." Chen Xuan said in a deep voice.