"What?"
Nie Hao could not believe his ears. He looked at Lin Xuanji as though he was looking at a dead man and asked word by word, "Yes, I'm provoking you. What are you going to do about it?"
"If you provoke me, I'll beat you up!"
Lin Xuanji leaped up and charged towards Nie Hao.
"You must have a death wish!"
Nie Hao was enraged and the horsetail whisk in his hands shone with a bedazzling brilliance.
Six spirit patterns, a connate spirit weapon!
Although he was suppressed by Di Yin's halo, Nie Hao still had a connate spirit weapon in his hands.
It was clear that Nie Hao's status among Perfected Being Jin Dan of Chaos Essence Sect was not low and was second only to Di Yin!
Swash!
Nie Hao waved the horsetail whisk in his hands and 3,000 strands of silver-white whisk turned into a blinding white light that resembled a silver-white sword that sliced towards Lin Xuanji's waist!
The light was blinding and extremely fast – it arrived almost instantly!
Lin Xuanji's expression was unchanged, as though he had expected it. As though he could predict the future, he lowered his body and dodged Nie Hao's killing move by a hair's breadth!
Pshew! Pshew! Pshew!
Lin Xuanji swung his hand in reverse and three supreme-grade flying swords tore through the air.
The three flying swords split into three different directions and were extremely agile as they pierced towards Nie Hao's vitals.
That was a rather profound sword wielding technique.
At the same time, Lin Xuanji conjured a series of spirit arts that were complex and unpredictable.
Heavenly Tyrant Hand!
Hatred Finger!
Frost Palm!
Cloud Brushing Hand!
Void Cicada Explosion Technique!
Triple Green Phantom Saber!
Ice Condensation Art!
…
After a series of dazzling spirit arts, Lin Xuanji conjured 18 spirit arts in a single breath that surged towards Nie Hao like a tsunami!
Stunning!
That was the only word that flashed through everyone's minds when they saw that.
"This …"
"So strong!"
"What's the background of that person?"
"There are spirit arts from all sorts of sects among those 18 spirit arts. I can't recognize his background at all!"
A commotion broke out in the crowd.
In order to conceal his identity, Lin Xuanji naturally would not release the secret skills of Enigma Palace. However, he was well-versed in everything and knew a little bit of everything – any casual attack of his was suffocating!
Not to mention Nie Hao, even Su Zimo could not gauge Lin Xuanji's strength.
"I'll go!"
Nie Hao jumped in fright and cursed in his heart, "This kid is hiding his strength!"
How was this a minor character?
Nie Hao waved the horsetail whisk in his hand, and the three thousand strands of horsetail whisk split into three to meet the incoming flying swords.
In the next moment, Nie Hao crazily revolved Jin Dan, erupting with his sect's secret technique – Primordial Chaos Palm!
Hu hu hu!
Nie Hao was flustered, constantly releasing Primeval Chaos Palms.
A series of corporeal palm prints appeared in the void and collided against the 18 incoming spirit arts!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of violent collisions rang out, deafening everyone's ears.
Nie Hao hovered in midair, his face pale as a sheet of paper.
Just Now, he had used up almost half of the spiritual power in his dantian!
"What a lunatic!"
Nie Hao cursed and slapped his storage bag, retrieving a few elixirs that he wanted to consume to replenish his spirit energy.
"Let go!"
All of a sudden!
A voice sounded in Nie Hao's ears, almost scaring him out of his wits.
Unknowingly, Lin Xuanji had already arrived beside him. Extending the iron ruler in his hands, he tapped Nie Hao's wrist that was holding the elixirs gently!
"Ah!"
Nie Hao shrieked and his wrist swelled instantly. His palm trembled and the elixirs in his palm fell.
"How dare you hit me?"
Nie Hao's eyes were bloodshot as he grit his teeth, wishing he could rip Lin Xuanji apart alive!
In reality, Lin Xuanji had already held back.
If he had truly used his full strength, Nie Hao's hand would have been crippled!
In other words, the iron ruler didn't land on Nie Hao's wrist, but on his head …
Anyone would be able to understand if they calmed down and thought about it. However, Nie Hao could not care less. The only thing on his mind was to kill Lin Xuanji and regain his dignity.
"I told you not to provoke me but you didn't listen."
Lin Xuanji pouted and pouted. "Are you stubborn? You took me seriously when I said that I'm a nobody? What an idiot! Have you been beaten silly by Di Yin all the time? "
"Kill!"
Nie Hao was fuming with rage and his body trembled.
The horsetail whisk in his hands trembled and three thousand strands tore through the air. Suddenly, they scattered in midair like a waterfall, forming a prison that enveloped Lin Xuanji.
"Fufu."
A mocking look flashed through Lin Xuanji's eyes as his figure flashed and he was already far away.
Lin Xuanji raised his voice. "Hey, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you provoke me, I'll still beat you up!"
"Hahahaha!"
A series of laughter sounded from the crowd far away.
Nie Hao's face turned green and white as he nearly exploded from anger. Unable to hold it in any longer, he cursed, "I'll beat your mother up!"
As he said that, Nie Hao charged forward once more.
On the other side.
Leng Ming and Little Fatty, the pair of legacy disciples of Tomb Sect, finally met as well!
This was an inevitable battle between the two of them!
The victor would be the true successor of Tomb Sect for this generation!
"Junior Brother, admit defeat,"
Leng Ming shook his head. "You've been in the sect for 20 years and we've fought 20 times. When have you ever defeated me?"
"It's enough for me to defeat you this once!" Little Fatty said darkly.
Leng Ming's gaze turned cold as he said coldly, "Junior Brother, I might spare your life if you hand over the Acheron Painting now. If you insist on being stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless! "
"You're the one who's stubborn, not me."
Little Fatty summoned his flying sword from his storage bag. "There's no need to say anything else. Let's fight!"
"Alright!"
Leng Ming hollered and summoned his flying sword as well, engaging Little Fatty in battle.
Before the remaining thousands of cultivators could attack, monkey, Linghu, the Golden Lion and Qing Qing had already charged into the crowd, causing a bloodbath!
The other party had the advantage in numbers. If they were to attack first, monkey and the others would be injured if each of them summoned a flying sword and stabbed brainlessly.
Now, they had split into four groups and slaughtered their way into the crowd. They slaughtered their way through the crowd until they were in disarray.
The cultivators could only fight individually.
Little Fox stood on the spot motionlessly and released a bewitching technique of the Fox race. Opening her mouth gently, she breathed out a fragrance and before long, dozens of cultivators lost their minds and began fighting with their fellow sect mates.
Clang!
An ear-piercing sound of metal clashing could be heard. The nearby cultivators felt a piercing pain in their ears as they revealed pained expressions.
It was Su Zimo and Xu Cheng clashing head-on.
Blood Quencher and Green Thunder Saber clashed.
Sizzle!
The two completely different powers of blood and thunder intertwined and devoured one another in midair!
The stalemate lasted for a single breath.
Xu Cheng shuddered and his expression changed starkly as he fell backwards.
Zephyr Thunder Palace specialized in thunder techniques and there were many body tempering techniques in the Void Thunder Manual that was passed down.
Although they could not compare to top body tempering sects such as Glass Palace and Overlord Palace, their melee combat strength was not to be underestimated as well.
However, Xu Cheng had not expected that he would not even be able to withstand a single slash from Su Zimo!
Even if Su Zimo did not use his full strength, Xu Cheng would not have been able to defend against it!
The power of thunder on the Green Thunder Saber surged into Su Zimo's body like a clay ox entering the sea and did not cause any ripples at all.
However, when the power of bloodline in Blood Quencher surged into Xu Cheng's body, his blood qi was thrown into chaos and he nearly died from a reverse flow!
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