Crack! Crack!
Zhao Xue's body floated away like duckweed.
"Fire Kill!"
Han Zhen twisted his spear and a ball of dark red flame appeared on the tip of the spear.
Although the flame was small, the energy it contained was shocking.
Once it appeared, the entire space trembled.
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank. As a rune master, his soul power was outstanding. Naturally, he could feel the terror of that ball of flame.
Break!
His spear surged and formed a terrifying flame attack.
Using the Wind Thunder Step, Lin Xuan's body disappeared. He did not choose to take it head on.
It was not that he was afraid. Sometimes, retreating was a better way to attack.
The sword light flashed and a dragon's roar was heard. The sharp blade pierced through the dark red flame and created a shocking amount of sparks.
"Wind Emperor's Sword!"
As the sword pierced out, Lin Xuan's sword technique changed greatly and became erratic.
Like an antelope hanging its horn or a meteor falling from the sky, this sword completely blended into the wind and disappeared without a trace.
"What?"
Han Zhen's face changed. Other than when he fought with Meng Yan, this was the first time he felt danger from someone of the same generation.
He could not even see Lin Xuan's sword clearly, let alone block it.
"This guy is so young, but his sword technique is so good!" Han Zhen's face darkened. He withdrew his spear and waved it around, forming a fiery wind as he carefully defended.
Swoosh!
There was a slight fluctuation in the air. A dazzling sword Qi flew out and went straight for Han Zhen's vitals.
The sword Qi went through his defense and was about to hit his body.
"How is this possible!"
Han Zhen's face changed again. He did not believe that Lin Xuan could go through his defense.
However, the truth was right in front of him.
"Fire Spirit Armor!"
Han Zhen roared. His body glowed red, as if flames were flying out.
On the surface of his body, a fiery red spiritual armor quickly formed, making him look like a fire god.
Clank!
The Autumn Scar Sword hit the flame armor and a metallic sound rang out.
The Great Dragon Sword Will was extremely sharp. The sword light imprinted on Han Zhen's face and made his body tremble.
The flame armor shone brightly, but a small crack was still cut open.
For Lin Xuan, this was enough.
The Great Dragon Sword Will surged and quickly seeped into the armor. The fierce aura began to destroy the Flaming Spirit Armor.
"Get lost!"
Han Zhen's heart trembled. The spiritual energy in his body surged, forming a binding force. He wanted to trap Lin Xuan's long sword.
At the same time, he swung his fist and punched out.
His fists, which were as big as sandbags, had a magma-like color. They were like red-hot iron blocks that carried a terrifying temperature.
This punch came from the bottom, heading straight for Lin Xuan's head.
If he was hit, he would die immediately.
However, Lin Xuan obviously wouldn't sit still and wait for death.
When Han Zhen moved, he had already made his move.
The Copper Lightning Mark appeared on Xiao Chen's arm. Berserk lightning energy leaped about like thunder from the Nine Heavens, exploding loudly.
Lightning flashed and struck the fiery fist, creating a sound like a flash flood.
In the distance, Zhao Xue frowned and retreated again.
A moment later, the ground where she was originally standing exploded with a loud bang, and everything was charred black.
After the explosion, Han Zhen's blood boiled. The pain caused his face to turn pale.
His arm was numb and he had lost all feeling.
"Impossible! You're a swordsman. How can your body be so strong!" Han Zhen screamed.
He was really stunned. From what he knew, a swordsman's attack power was strong, far surpassing that of his peers.
But correspondingly, their defensive system was very weak. Many swordsmen wore high grade armor to make up for this weakness.
Han Zhen knew this, so he didn't attack Lin Xuan's heart or other parts of his body.
However, Lin Xuan directly competed with him in terms of physical strength, and far surpassed him!
After a successful attack, Lin Xuan's long sword stabbed again.
The Great Dragon Sword Will attacked again. Lin Xuan seemed to have a dragon head behind him.
Poof!
A thumb-sized hole was cut open on the Flaming Spirit Armor, and blood spurted out.
Whoosh!
Han Zhen endured the pain in his body and quickly retreated.
He didn't dare to get close to Lin Xuan and could only stay far away.
"You dare to hurt me? I'll kill you!"
Han Zhen's eyes burned with anger. Even when he fought with Meng Yan, he had never suffered such an injury.
The spiritual energy in his body circulated wildly, and the flames on his body emitted a three-foot-long light.
"Hmph!" Lin Xuan snorted.
Bang! Poof!
A low rumble came from Han Zhen's body, like beans being fried.
Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and fine beads of sweat covered his body.
"You, you …"
Han Zhen half-knelt on the ground, panting.
Just now, the remaining golden arc in his body exploded, causing him internal injuries. Now, the spiritual energy in his body was chaotic, and he couldn't even use half of his strength.
"You're strong, but it won't be so easy next time!" Han Zhen swallowed a few life-saving pills and said fiercely.
"You think I'll let you go?" Lin Xuan laughed in anger.
This guy wanted to kill him first, and now he dared to say such words after losing.
"You, you dare to kill me? I'm a core disciple of the Earth Fire Sect! "Han Zhen screamed.
He never thought that someone would dare to touch someone from the Earth Fire Sect.
"Hmph, I won't kill you, but I'll teach you a lesson!" Lin Xuan said coldly. "This isn't a free dojo, and I'm not your sparring partner!"
"I'll give you a choice. Leave behind your storage ring, or your hand!"
Feeling Lin Xuan's cold gaze, Han Zhen was really afraid. He didn't doubt that Lin Xuan would dare to kill him.
However, he was unwilling to hand over his storage ring.
All of his belongings were in there!
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
Lin Xuan counted in a low voice as he slowly raised the longsword in his hand.
"Storage ring!" Han Zhen screamed.
He took off the dark red ring, threw it on the ground, and quickly ran away.
Sucking the storage ring into his hand, Lin Xuan probed it with his soul power, and a trace of joy appeared on his face.
As expected of a three-star sect, their wealth was abundant.
There were nearly a million low-grade spirit stones, several top-grade mystic class martial arts, and a low-grade spiritual class martial arts.
Among them, there were three high-grade human-class artifacts and one low-grade mystic class artifact.
This was almost all of Lin Xuan's wealth before he entered the underground world!
"I really hope that people like this come a few more times." Lin Xuan said lightly.
Zhao Xue walked over and rolled her eyes at him.
"For you!" Lin Xuan threw a short sword to Zhao Xue.
"Low-grade mystic class artifact!" Zhao Xue exclaimed, her face full of surprise.
"Everyone has a share." Lin Xuan shrugged. He was now very rich, so he didn't care about a low-grade mystic class artifact.
The foot-long short sword was dark red in color. Under the moonlight, it glowed like a bloodthirsty eye.
"Thank you!" Zhao Xue suddenly approached and kissed Lin Xuan on the cheek.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
