The crowd went crazy when they heard that. What did that mean?
Did the Great Desolate Mansion have no confidence in Huang Sixteen? Otherwise, why would they ask Huang Sixteen to go back?
Huang Sixteen's face darkened. Did their elders not believe in him?
Damn it. He gritted his teeth and did not leave.
Lin Xuan laughed when he saw that. Why are you still here? Your elders are calling you back for dinner. Hurry up and leave.
You're useless.
What did you say? Huang Sixteen roared. Don't be too arrogant. I'm not afraid of you.
Today, I'm going to fight you to the death. I'll show everyone who's the strongest.
Huang Sixteen raised his right hand and the Sword of Desolation appeared in his hand. It shone brightly.
Old Sixteen, come back quickly.
The elders of the Great Desolate Mansion shouted again.
Desolate Sixteen turned around and looked into the distance. He gritted his teeth and said.
Old Zhang, trust me. I'll definitely kill this kid. Please give me a chance.
What?
The elders hesitated. To be honest, they did not want Huang Sixteen to come back.
After all, it would be a huge blow to their confidence.
However, saving their lives was more important.
At this moment, the Silver Corpse Sage King said, "Let him fight. Otherwise, this will become his inner demon."
He would never be able to advance in his life.
Indeed, everyone had been through this stage. They knew that if they could not defeat a strong opponent, they would be defeated.
They would be suppressed for the rest of their lives.
It was a terrible feeling.
Therefore, the elders of the Acheron Hall did not stop him. Instead, they said, "Be careful!
Don't worry. I won't let him continue to be arrogant. "Huang Sixteen was extremely confident.
Kid, in the previous battles, no one, be it Sage Venerables or experts, could last more than five moves from me.
Killing you will not be an exception.
Huang Sixteen displayed an unparalleled domineering aura, causing everyone to exclaim in surprise.
The people of the Great Desolate Mansion nodded. It seemed like there would be no problem.
After all, this Sword Maniac seemed to be injured. Perhaps he had not recovered yet.
He was only temporarily suppressed.
This way, he would not be able to unleash his full strength.
Hmph, his time of death has finally come.
Not more than five moves?
In the arena, Lin Xuan also narrowed his eyes after hearing this. He stretched out three fingers. If he couldn't finish him off in three moves, he wouldn't fight again for the rest of his life.
Wow! Even more arrogant! Everyone thought that Desolate Thirteen had become even more arrogant.
Unexpectedly, the Sword Fanatic was even more arrogant.
Finish the battle in three moves?
Wouldn't he be too arrogant?
Some people frowned. Although they knew that Lin Xuan was very powerful, Huang Sixteen was also a top-notch expert.
Could such a person be defeated in three moves?
Desolate Sixteen's expression darkened.
The other party actually dared to look down on him, which made him very unhappy.
Kill!
With a roar, the Barren Sword in his hand slashed down with a terrifying aura.
It slashed towards Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan didn't waste any time either, saying that he would kill his opponent in three moves.
He would not be soft-hearted.
With an angry roar, he went all out.
The first move of the Tiger Demon Fist, Army Destroyer.
A black fist blasted out, heading straight for the Barren Sword.
The terrifying power shattered the Desolate Sword, and the terrifying aura swept towards Desolate Sixteen.
Boom!
Desolate Sixteen's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect Lin Xuan to be so strong.
He quickly retreated, but in an instant, half of his body was shrouded by the power, turning into a bloody mist.
What? Lin Xuan seriously injured him with one punch? The surrounding people went crazy.
Why did this Sword Fanatic seem even more terrifying than before?
The faces of the people from the Great Desolate Mansion turned ugly. Could it be? Did they make the wrong decision again?
They wanted to shout for Desolate Sixteen to come back, but it was too late.
After Lin Xuan's first move succeeded, the second move of the Tiger Demon Fist appeared again.
Damn it.
Sensing that Lin Xuan's fist technique had changed again, Desolate Sixteen roared, and a pagoda rushed out from his body, emitting a desolate aura.
At the same time, he spat out two shields in front of him.
He didn't believe that he couldn't block it. These were all extremely terrifying weapons.
Their defense was super strong.
However, under the second move, everything was torn apart. Nothing could stop it.
Desolate Sixteen's body also cracked under the Heaven's Collapse, turning into a bloody mist.
"Ah!"
Desolate Sixteen raised his head and roared, his voice filled with endless fear.
He turned into a bloody ray of light and flew into the distance. The arrogance he had before was all gone.
Killing the enemy in five moves?
He threw all those thoughts to the back of his mind. He wanted to run for his life because he realized that Lin Xuan was too strong.
He was no match for Lin Xuan.
Desolate Sixteen had actually fled. The spectators were all stunned.
The experts from the Sacred City were also shocked.
The people from the Great Desolate Mansion were also nervous. However, Desolate Sixteen was decisive. He ran away when he couldn't win.
This still gave them hope.
Don't you think it's too late for you to run? The third move of the Tiger Demon Fist, Soul Suppression.
Lin Xuan roared and unleashed his strength to the maximum.
A whistling sound was heard.
It shocked the heavens and earth.
In an instant, the black shadow of a ferocious tiger descended from the sky, suppressing the fleeing Desolate Sixteen.
Desolate Sixteen fell onto the arena and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He didn't run away?
Countless people exclaimed. The people from the Acheron Hall also had ugly expressions.
They felt despair. Was another prodigy going to fall?
Desolate Sixteen roared crazily. Damn it, kid, let me go.
My brother is Desolate Thirteen, a top expert of the previous generation. You're dead meat if you touch me.
How dare you threaten me now? I don't care who your brother is. Even if your ancestor is a Sage King, I won't let you go today.
Lin Xuan sneered and slapped Desolate Sixteen.
Desolate Sixteen's face instantly shattered. He couldn't say a word.
His eyes were filled with fear.
Lin Xuan laughed. Don't worry, I won't kill you. However, I will cripple you.
I'll turn you into a complete cripple.
Desolate Sixteen still had a glimmer of hope, but when he heard Lin Xuan's words, he lost all hope.
Lin Xuan was a demon.
He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.
At the next moment, he felt a terrifying Sword Intent surge into his body, directly destroying his foundation.
At the same time, his soul was severely injured and became extremely weak.
It was over. The cultivation and strength that he had painstakingly cultivated for over a thousand years had all been crippled at this moment!
He had become a cripple.
This was worse than killing him.
Get lost, you piece of trash. I don't want to kill you.
Lin Xuan kicked Desolate Sixteen away. Desolate Sixteen's body flew into the distance like a broken kite.
He landed in front of the elders of the Great Desolate Mansion.
The elders of the Great Desolate Mansion gritted their teeth. They went forward to check on Desolate Sixteen and found that he had become a cripple.
What a terrifying move. The surrounding people were stunned. Lin Xuan was going to fight to the death with the Great Desolate Mansion.
The Silver Corpse Sage King's eyes shone with a terrifying light as he stared at Lin Xuan.
No one had ever dared to provoke them like this.
Lin Xuan was courting death.
However, Lin Xuan didn't care.
When these Sage Kings wanted to kill him, they didn't think that this would happen.
He snorted coldly.
At the same time, a roar came from the second battlefield.
Then, a figure that looked like a demon flew over.
He looked down on the world. Who dared to cripple my brother?
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