Lin Xuan was drooling at this point.
The roasted Golden Crow was a Little Saint Golden Crow. The meat would definitely be delicious.
Don't worry, I won't use the Death Mist this time to ensure that your body is intact and has sufficient energy.
Lin Xuan asked Blackmountain to control the Mind Settling Pearl to completely freeze the last two people shrouded in the black mist.
He let go. He let go of his control over the Golden Crow Little Saint.
This time, Lin Xuan wanted to use his strength to kill his opponent.
You gave up your control over me? The Golden Crow Little Saint smirked when he felt the control around him disappear.
You're very confident, but you're also very foolish. Do you really think you can fight against me?
We, the Golden Crow Tribe, are divine beasts that are no weaker than True Dragons and Qilins.
How dare you fight against me? You're courting death.
Very well, I'll let you die willingly.
Didn't you say that you're invincible among your peers?
Today, I'll use my Third Heavenly Layer cultivation base to kill you. I'll show you how laughable you are.
The aura of the Golden Crow Small Sage changed once again. It actually dropped.
It descended to the Third Heavenly Layer.
This time, it wasn't the effect of the formation, but his own cultivation base that he suppressed.
How dare you suppress your cultivation base to fight against me at the same level? Lin Xuan had a strange expression on his face. He smiled as well.
You're very confident, but you're also very foolish. Do you really think you can fight against me at the same level?
The Golden Crow Little Saint had just said the same thing. Now, Lin Xuan had returned the same words to him.
You're a sharp-tongued kid. Keep being arrogant. I'll catch you later and tear you apart piece by piece. The Golden Crow Little Saint's murderous aura was monstrous.
His eyes were like heavenly sabers.
Buzz!
In the next moment, he made his move.
With a roar, the nine heavens and ten earths trembled. Even the formation was stirred.
One had to admit that the Golden Crow Tribe was very powerful, especially the Golden Crow Little Saint. Although he suppressed his cultivation base, his violent power still frightened others.
Golden Crow Divine Claw.
His body shone brightly, forming a golden claw that grabbed forward.
Murderous intent surged into the sky. It was as if countless swords and sabers had shattered the void and enveloped Lin Xuan.
Boom!
Lin Xuan roared and punched out.
Terrifying golden flames flickered on his fists, turning into divine swords one after another, flying between heaven and earth.
Boom!
After the attack, the fake mountains, pavilions, and houses in the mansion were all reduced to dust and no longer existed.
If it weren't for the defensive array formation, the entire Evil Demon City would have been reduced to ashes in an instant.
How was that possible? He had blocked it. The Golden Crow Little Saint was stunned. He felt his arm go numb.
His opponent's Sword Qi was too powerful, and his fist was too hard. It made him feel as if he had collided with a hundred thousand mountains, and his Qi and blood were surging.
It was truly unbelievable.
In a battle of the same level, he was actually unable to contend against the other party? He didn't believe it.
You have some strength, to actually be able to receive my attack.
However, after three moves, I'll definitely cripple you. The Golden Crow Race's Small Saint snorted coldly. The flames around his body trembled, making him look like a demonic god that was unstoppable.
Kill!
Lin Xuan roared as well. Golden light shone, making him look like a God of War.
He waved his fist, bringing with it a supreme killing technique.
Boom!
Boom!
In the second move, the two of them had a shocking confrontation.
The Golden Crow Race's Small Saint was sent flying.
In the third move, Lin Xuan punched his opponent's arm.
Half of his opponent's body turned into a bloody mist.
Ah!
The Golden Crow Race's Small Saint screamed. How dare you hurt me? I want you dead!
He was too angry.
How embarrassing.
He had just said that in a battle of the same level, he could crush his opponent and even defeat him in three moves.
However, in a battle of the same level, he was actually injured by his opponent. Wasn't this a slap in the face? Moreover, the slap in the face came too quickly.
How could he, who was arrogant, tolerate this?
Buzz!
The bloodline power in his body formed a long golden saber that he held in his hand.
When the saber slashed down, his Qi and blood rushed into the clouds.
Heaven and earth were split apart. Lin Xuan also felt a chill down his spine.
He roared angrily and also struck out a sky full of sword shadows.
108,000 swords, each of them golden, with a monstrous killing intent, turned into a rain of swords and soared into the sky.
They collided with the golden saber of his opponent.
The sky was full of clanging sounds, the entire void was shattered.
It was like a sea of swords.
At this moment, the Golden Crow Race's Small Saint was engulfed.
The two mysterious experts who were nailed in the distance also gasped. They had to admit that Lin Xuan was really too powerful.
In a battle of the same level, no one would be a match for him.
As expected, in the rain of swords, the Golden Crow Race's Small Saint screamed crazily. His bloodline saber was shattered.
Not only that, but there were also twenty-four swords piercing through his body.
The terrifying crack was a ghastly sight.
I want you dead! I must kill you!
He roared and the seal was lifted.
His cultivation soared again and reached the Fourth Heaven. However, when it rose, it was suppressed by the formation and stopped at the Fourth Heaven.
Damn it, damn it! If he had full strength, he wouldn't have to be so sullen. He could kill his opponent with just a glance.
Lin Xuan sneered. Didn't you say you want to fight me at the same level? You want to kill me? Didn't you say you want to kill me in three moves?
Why can't you do it?
Is this what you're proud of? Is this the power of the Golden Crow Race's bloodline? In my opinion, it's just so-so.
It's just that you've cultivated for a longer time with the help of time.
If I become a Small Saint in the future, it'll be a piece of cake for me to kill someone like you.
The Golden Crow Race's Small Saint was trembling with anger. He couldn't win against Lin Xuan at all, and he couldn't refute him.
Now, only by killing Lin Xuan and using his blood could he wash away his shame.
He turned into a flash of lightning, once again holding a golden saber and charged over.
At this moment, he was like a god of death, attacking non-stop. Terrifying golden shadows were everywhere in the world.
The whole world was in an uproar.
However, in the sky full of saber light and flames, a figure swept in all directions. It was as if he was the supreme God of War, splitting the heaven and earth.
Lin Xuan was too strong. All the saber light was blown away by him, and the flames were absorbed and refined by him.
The Golden Crow Race's Small Saint was only so-so. If you don't have any other trump cards, you can die now. Lin Xuan's eyes were filled with killing intent.
Blue Tide Sound Wave! He formed a seal with his palm, and his eye technique swept across in all directions.
This was a very powerful eye technique. A Small Saint might be able to resist it, but his cultivation base was suppressed at this moment. Even the strength of his soul was suppressed.
Therefore, at this moment, the Golden Crow Race's Small Saint could feel the threat of the Blue Tide Sound Wave, and he couldn't stop trembling.
His face was pale, and he almost fell down.
However, he was an expert after all. At this critical moment, he activated his bloodline.
Behind him, a huge shadow of the Golden Crow appeared. It emitted a terrifying light and blocked the sound waves of the Blue Tide.
Kid, you should be proud of yourself for being able to force me to use my Bloodline Phantom even if you die.
The Golden Crow Race's Small Saint stood in the void, emitting a terrifying aura.
The Golden Crow shadow, the Wushang Old Ancestor's bloodline fragment that was left in his bloodline was activated by her.
Golden Crow Roar!
The shadow behind him looked up to the sky and let out a shrill cry. The void shattered.
Even the faces of the two Little Saints in the distance changed.
It was too terrifying. Fortunately, the Golden Crow Race's Small Saint's cultivation base was suppressed. Otherwise, the two of them would be severely injured.
This was an extremely powerful soul attack.
This time, the kid would definitely die.
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