"It's useless. No one can find me!"
The black-robed young man's voice rang out in the surroundings. It was so ethereal that no one could find his real body.
"You can try!" Lin Xuan sneered.
"Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!" The black-robed young man said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the air on Lin Xuan's left was torn apart. The black sickle slashed down mercilessly.
Shoo!
A sword light flashed and accurately pierced the blade. The horrifying force caused the blade to deviate.
Boom!
The black sickle slashed the ground, creating a crack. Countless rocks rolled to the sides.
The solid black ground was finally broken open at this moment.
After succeeding, Lin Xuan's eyes turned sharp. The Autumn Scar Sword in his hand pierced out again. It was as fast as lightning.
At this moment, the black-robed young man had already disappeared.
"Wind Emperor's Sword!"
Lin Xuan unleashed the full potential of the Wind Emperor's Sword. The sword became transparent, as if it had disappeared. Only the sword hilt was exposed.
This scene was extremely strange. It was as if the longsword was broken in half.
However, Lin Xuan's lips curled into a smile.
Puff! Dang!
A low sound rang out in the air. Then, a human figure appeared.
"What? He actually hit it! "
The surrounding people looked at the black-robed young man who was in a sorry state. Their faces were filled with shock.
"Impossible. How did he find out?" The disciples of the Dark Shadow Palace screamed.
Even some of the elders were frowning.
"Guessing. He must have guessed!"
The shock on the black-robed young man's face did not recede. Like the other disciples, he believed that Lin Xuan's sword strike was a wild guess.
He had comprehended a trace of the Wind Mentality. He could merge with the wind. Normal people would not be able to find him, let alone hit him!
Thinking of this, the black-robed young man calmed down.
His body shook and he disappeared again.
Shoo!
A black blade light that was dozens of meters long slashed through the air. However, the black-robed young man did not appear.
Shoo!
The dazzling sword light lit up. It was like a cold light that lit up half of the arena.
Boom!
The black-robed young man's body was blasted out again. He staggered back seven or eight steps before stopping.
"This is impossible!" He finally lost his composure.
Lin Xuan did not respond. Instead, he quickly attacked.
With the power of wind and lightning surging, Lin Xuan's speed reached the extreme.
Those who were observant would notice that Lin Xuan's body was beginning to fade in and out of existence. Sometimes, they couldn't even sense him.
Thunder and lightning surged, and the wind howled. Wind and thunder blended together, and the terrifying sword energy tore through the sky.
With a thrust of the sword, all the air within ten meters was sucked away.
Clang!
The black-robed youth held a two-meter-long black sickle in his hand and formed a semicircle in the air, blocking Lin Xuan's sword light.
However, in the next moment.
Lin Xuan had already arrived beside him.
His left fist was like a dragon as he suddenly punched out.
Thunder and lightning intertwined and instantly smashed onto the black sickle. The terrifying force caused the black-robed man to retreat more than ten meters.
"Wind Emperor's Sword!"
The sword light disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of the black-robed man.
Whoosh!
The black robe was torn apart, and a half-meter-long sword mark appeared on Shadowless's body.
Luckily, he had the black qi protecting his body, so this sword did not hurt him.
However, his sorry state made him even more furious.
"You dare to embarrass me? You deserve to die!"
Shadowless tore apart the black robe on his body, revealing a black armor.
As if he was a martial artist that walked out of hell, Shadowless's body was filled with black qi, bringing with it a sinister aura.
"Death Sickle!"
Shadowless roared. The black sickle formed a terrifying attack, and the sharp blade caused terrifying cracks to appear on the ground.
The black wind blade wrapped around Lin Xuan. As long as it touched him, it would tear him apart.
Even a martial artist in the seventh layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier would not be able to block this kind of attack.
"Lightning Storm!"
Lin Xuan activated his spirit power, and a terrifying scene formed within ten meters.
Wind and thunder intertwined, and the wind roared like a lightning tribulation.
The two forces collided, sending out a violent energy wave. Violent air waves swept out in all directions.
Hu!
The overflowing energy quickly spread to the edge of the stage. Everyone felt their chests tighten, unable to block it at all.
Weng!
Weng! The black stage emitted light, forming a translucent light screen at the edge, blocking the storm on the stage.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief, and looked at the stage again.
The two meter long black sickle formed a terrifying wind blade attack in front of Shadowless.
At the same time, he drew a black rune with one hand, forming a black rain of light, attacking Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan slowly raised the Autumn Scar Sword above his head, and the aura on his body gradually sharpened.
Like a divine sword being unsheathed, a monstrous sword intent poured out, accompanied by a dragon's roar.
Behind him, a ferocious dragon head was faintly discernible.
Sword Qi roared, tearing the air above, and the terrifying sword intent swept out in all directions.
At this moment, everyone in the valley looked over, their eyes filled with shock.
"Sword intent!"
"This is sword intent!"
Everyone was stunned, and the elder of the Shadow Country's face was extremely gloomy.
"Sword intent is one of the most terrifying attacks!"
Lin Xuan's aura at this moment had reached an indescribable height. Perhaps no one below the Harmonious Spirit Realm could resist him.
"Sword intent, what a terrifying sword intent!"
Liu Qing, Ding Zhe, and the other disciples who were originally unconvinced all fell into a daze.
In the distance, Ziye, Yufei, and the other peerless geniuses also showed a serious expression.
"Dance of Death!"
Shadowless looked at the figure in front of him, and his body trembled slightly.
He gripped the black sickle tightly, and the spirit energy in his body crazily circulated.
Dozens of black lights appeared on the surface of his body, and together with the black sickle, they formed a sharp blade light.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sickle spun, bringing with it the aura of death, like a dead person dancing in the night.
As the most outstanding disciple of the Dark Shadow Palace, Shadowless used all of his strength at this moment.
Lin Xuan stood still like a rock, and he felt the danger of death.
However, this did not shake his confidence.
"Wind Thunder Cut!"
The Autumn Scar Sword fell down, bringing with it the sword intent of a dragon, like a heavenly blade cutting down.
The air on both sides was blown back, and a fifty meter wide vacuum was formed in the center. The terrifying sword light instantly drowned the area in front of it.
Shadowless also danced with the black sickle, turning into a giant sickle shadow, and slashed up.
More than half of the arena was flickering, and no one could see clearly, and no one dared to use their soul power.
Sword intent was abnormally sharp, and was said to be able to cut through the void, let alone soul power!
At the edge of the arena, the translucent light rippled like a bubble, as if it could burst at any time.
Everyone subconsciously backed off three meters, and looked at the arena nervously.
After a long while, the sword light disappeared, and the arena became clear again.
Everyone looked over impatiently, and all of a sudden, they sucked in a breath of cold air.
A terrifying sword mark appeared on the hard ground, and it was more than thirty meters long.
Within the crack, there was a figure on the verge of collapse.
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