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Chapter 79

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Lin Xuan and Ye Qing rode on the Swift Eagle and flew back to the sect. At this speed, they would be able to return to the sect in about half a day.

Back at the sect, Lin Xuan planned to take the Spirit Gathering Pill to break through his cultivation and comprehend the sword intent seed.

He sat cross-legged on the Swift Eagle and immersed his mind in the golden sword intent seed.

This golden seed not only improved his swordsmanship but also increased his thunder attribute cultivation methods. For example, his Phantom Thunder Steps could increase it by about 30%.

Just as he was immersed in martial arts, a small black dot was quickly approaching from behind and exuding a strong killing intent.

The golden sword intent seed felt this killing intent and trembled slightly. Lin Xuan suddenly woke up and quickly looked back.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qing asked.

"Senior Sister, you go back first. I have something in Yunlan City." Lin Xuan thought for a moment and came up with an idea. He couldn't let Ye Qing fall into this kind of crisis.

Immediately, he used the token to control the Swift Eagle and quickly turned around and flew to the side.

Ye Qing shouted a few words from behind, but seeing that Lin Xuan didn't respond, she could only give up.

After turning around, Lin Xuan didn't go back directly. Instead, he ran towards the nearby forest. He knew that the person's cultivation must be higher than his, so it wasn't a wise choice to meet force with force.

"Ling Ze, Ling family!" Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and said. "When I have the strength, I will definitely get justice for today!"

The black-clothed martial artist behind found that Lin Xuan suddenly changed his route and sneered. With his strength of the eighth level of the Meridian Condensing Stage, he wasn't afraid of Lin Xuan playing any tricks.

This wasn't the virtual space. In reality, absolute strength could crush all schemes.

"Go!" He controlled the strange bird under his feet and quickly flew towards Lin Xuan. The strange bird was black all over, but its claws were white. Although it wasn't big, its flying speed was very fast. It was faster than the Swift Eagle by three times.

"Humph! In front of my black feathers, you have no chance to escape! "The black-clothed martial artist sneered.

Soon, he caught up to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan was now less than 50 meters away from the black-clothed martial artist. He knew that he couldn't be anxious at this time. He had to remain calm. Only by remaining calm would he have a chance to escape.

"Aerial combat is disadvantageous for me. I need to descend immediately." Lin Xuan urged the Swift Eagle to fly down into the forest below.

Whoosh!

When the Swift Eagle flew to a low altitude, Lin Xuan directly jumped down and landed steadily on the ground.

Behind him, the black-clothed martial artist also jumped and landed steadily. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, his eyes full of contempt.

"Eighth level Ningmai!" Lin Xuan's pupils shrank when he saw the man's cultivation. He recognized this man. It was the man in black who had attacked him.

"The Ling Family is really shameless. They want to silence us after losing the competition!" Lin Xuan sneered.

"Kid, it's useless to say anything now. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for provoking someone you shouldn't have!" The black-clothed man sneered, a layer of fiery red appearing on his palm.

"What do I do?" Lin Xuan's eyes were fixed on the black-clothed man. He was extremely anxious. Suddenly, his mind moved.

"With my sixth level Ningmai cultivation, he definitely won't use his full strength. As long as I take advantage of his underestimation, I might be able to turn the tables!" Lin Xuan had hope in his heart. "My biggest trump card is the Essence Gathering Pill and the Seed of Sword Essence."

"The Essence Gathering Pill can allow me to reach the seventh level Ningmai cultivation in an instant, and the Seed of Sword Essence can make my attacks even more powerful."

"However, I only have one chance. If I fail, I won't have another chance." Lin Xuan took a deep breath and carefully thought over the details.

At this time, the black-clothed martial artist attacked.

He waved his right hand in the air and a fiery red palm the size of a millstone appeared in front of him. It carried a scorching heat and quickly attacked Lin Xuan.

"So fast!" Lin Xuan was shocked. At the same time, he used the Phantom Steps and quickly dodged. However, he didn't use his full strength. He wanted to create the illusion that he couldn't withstand a single blow from the black-clothed man.

Peng!

Under the palm, Lin Xuan awkwardly dodged. The row of trees behind him were all broken, and the branches were all scorched and turned to ashes.

"What a terrifying palm!" Lin Xuan was deeply afraid of the black-clothed man. If the black-clothed man used his full strength, he feared that he wouldn't have any chance.

"Even if you win the competition, you will still die at my hands!" The black-clothed martial artist had a mocking expression. With one hand behind his back, he stretched out his right hand, wanting to grab Lin Xuan.

"For a martial artist like you, I can kill you with one hand!" The black-clothed man's palm seemed to be cast from steel. With a casual grab, there was the sound of air being torn apart.

"Chance!" Lin Xuan saw that the black-clothed man didn't even have any spiritual power and directly attacked with one hand. He knew that his chance had come.

With a light tap of his storage ring, Lin Xuan's speed reached a record high. A pill the size of a longan was swallowed into his mouth. Immediately after, the Crimson Flame Sword appeared in his hand.

Circulating his spiritual power to the extreme, he continuously communicated with the seed of sword intent and launched his strongest attack, Raging Thunder Slash.

All of this happened in an instant. When the black-clothed man arrogantly attacked with one hand, Lin Xuan's fate was sealed.

Lin Xuan suddenly exploded. His body was covered with golden lightning, and a golden flash of lightning directly cut the black-clothed man's arm.

Moreover, in this golden light, there was a faint trace of pressure. Although it was very weak, it was like a dormant supreme beast, causing people's hearts to palpitate.

"Ah!" The black-clothed man screamed and retreated. One of his arms was raised.

Lin Xuan's attack succeeded and he immediately retreated. He didn't continue fighting. At that moment, he felt that his essence, energy, and spirit had perfectly fused together. That attack had reached his strongest state.

"Kid, I! Want! Kill! You! You! " The black-clothed man's face was twisted in pain. He didn't think that the youth he regarded as an ant would be able to cut off his arm.

"I will tear you apart bit by bit. I will make you regret being born into this world!" The black-clothed man's entire body emitted a fiery red light. His entire body was like a volcano, ready to erupt at any time.

"Demonic Flame Palm!" The black-clothed martial artist waved his left hand. Suddenly, the sky was filled with red palm shadows, covering the sky as they rushed towards Lin Xuan. At the same time, the black-clothed man's body also leaped high. With a red tail light, he fiercely rushed over.

Phantom Thunder Step!

Lin Xuan quickly dodged, not daring to meet it head on.

First of all, the seventh spiritual vein in his body had just been opened. He needed to circulate his Xuan Qi to stabilize it. Moreover, the attack of an enraged eighth level Meridian Stage martial artist was not something he could take.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fiery red palm shadows pierced the ground, forming deep pits with a radius of one zhang. Countless trees fell. Lin Xuan was hit by the palm wind. He felt as if he had hit a volcano, and his blood and Qi roiled.

"Die!"

After dodging the palm shadows, Lin Xuan wasn't out of danger. The black-clothed man used his movement technique and directly arrived in front of him. His left palm was like a piece of bright red iron, crashing down with a bang.

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