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Chapter 89

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At this moment, the unyielding will within Lin Xuan's body completely erupted. The sword intent seed trembled and fused into it. The mysterious small sword in his body shone brightly and wrapped around him.

A tyrannical aura erupted from his body and collided with Elder Xue's power.

Peng peng peng!

The life and death arena shook. A long sword phantom appeared above Lin Xuan's body and broke through everything. The pressure on his body also gradually receded.

"Hm?" Elder Xue's expression changed slightly. He could feel Lin Xuan's resistance, but he didn't expect Lin Xuan to be able to break through his pressure. One had to know that the difference between the two of them was huge.

Lin Xuan was only a seventh stage Meridian Condensation Realm martial artist, but Elder Xue had already stepped into the Spirit Sea Realm. Although he didn't use spirit power, the pressure from his realm was not something any Meridian Condensation Realm martial artist could withstand.

"Stubborn resistance!" Elder Xue's palm suddenly pressed down, and the entire void froze.

Lin Xuan's body was pressed down again, but in the next moment, he released a huge sword soul phantom and broke through all obstacles.

Elder Xue's power was completely broken, but Lin Xuan's aura was still rising.

"What? How is this possible? He can actually block the elder's attack! "All the disciples were dumbstruck.

Elder Xue's pupils shrank. The disciplinary elder and the others beside him were shocked.

"This aura …" The disciplinary elder was excited, "This is a large success sword force!"

"No, it's already surpassed large success. It contains a trace of will!"

"Sword … intent! Could it be sword intent!? "The disciplinary elder's eyes flashed.

At this moment, Lin Xuan's will merged with the sword intent in his body and erupted with an unparalleled aura. This wasn't the power of spirit power cultivation, but a transformation of the spirit and soul.

The dark clouds in the sky were pierced and scattered, as if they were split apart by Lin Xuan's sword.

The sun shone on the life and death arena. Lin Xuan was expressionless. The sword light in his eyes flickered, and his every move carried a fierce aura.

"On the Life and Death Arena, I will live and he will die!"

Lin Xuan drew his sword and drew an arc in the air.

"No!" Zhang Qian was terrified. Even if he had the power of a rank nine ningmai, he couldn't use it at this moment. Although his cultivation was higher than Lin Xuan's, his willpower and conviction were far inferior.

"Junior, you dare!" Elder Xue was furious. His body flickered with radiance, as if a divine flame was jumping about.

As the sword qi flashed by, a bloody hole appeared in Zhang Qian's glabella, and he collapsed to the ground.

Lin Xuan turned and faced Elder Xue without fear.

"Everyone, stop!" Just as Elder Xue was enraged, a majestic voice rang out from the void. Immediately after, several powerful auras appeared in the surroundings.

These auras were extremely powerful, some of them far surpassing Elder Xue's.

"Sword Intent, it really is Sword Intent. Although it's only a trace, it's definitely Sword Intent!" In the void, a purple-robed man sat high in the clouds. His eyes were like divine light as he stared at Lin Xuan.

"Ling'er!" A woman in palace attire appeared beside Murong Qianling. With a wave of her jade-like hand, she pulled Murong Qianling to her side.

"Master!" Murong Qianling cried out in surprise.

At the same time, several figures appeared. They were all elders of the sect. These people looked at Lin Xuan with excited expressions.

"You, are you willing to worship me as your master?" The majestic man in the clouds asked.

"Senior Brother Duanmu, this young man is Ling'er's half disciple. If he wants to worship someone, he should worship me!" The woman in palace attire said.

The surroundings were in an uproar. These elders were actually fighting to accept Lin Xuan as their disciple?

This change was too fast. First, Lin Xuan was suppressed by Elder Xue. In the blink of an eye, Lin Xuan was actually being fought over by the elders.

Elder Xue's gaze was uncertain, and his face was ashen. The Law Enforcing Elder beside him also smiled bitterly.

Lin Xuan was also stunned. He didn't expect such an outcome. For a moment, he was stunned, not knowing what to do.

At that moment, a lazy voice sounded in his mind. "I think that kid in the sky is not bad. Why don't you worship him as your master?"

"Lord Alcohol!" Lin Xuan was pleasantly surprised. "Are you awake?"

"I was woken up by you." Lord Alcohol said lazily. "We'll talk about this when we get back. Hurry up and choose."

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and said respectfully. Thank you seniors for your kindness. However, I already have a master, so I can't worship any of you as my master.

"What? He actually rejected it! "The group of inner sect disciples were about to go crazy. Did this kid know what he was talking about?! These people were definitely old monsters in the sect. If he could worship one of them as his master, he would definitely have a meteoric rise in the future!

Not only were the disciples stunned, but even the group of elders were also stunned.

"In that case, I won't make things difficult for you." The purple-robed man in the clouds sighed. "However, as a disciple of the Mystic Sky Sect, I hope you can bring honor to the Mystic Sky Sect in the future."

"Seniors, don't worry. I will definitely work hard!" Lin Xuan said.

In the spectator stands, Elder Xue's body slowed down as he heaved a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Lin Xuan would make things difficult for him after becoming the disciple of the purple-robed man in the clouds.

What a fool! Elder Xue sneered inwardly. As long as Lin Xuan's identity didn't change, he had plenty of ways to make things difficult for him.

"Xiao Xuanzi, why don't I know that you have a master?" Lord Alcohol was curious.

"You are my master!" Lin Xuan transmitted his voice.

Lord Alcohol: "…"

Lin Xuan's eyes darted around as he said again, "Seniors, Elder Xue's attack just now has damaged my soul and mind. I hope that you can give me some spirit herbs."

"Oh?" The experts immediately looked at Elder Xue, especially the purple-robed man in the clouds. His eyes were like two divine flames as they landed on Elder Xue.

Elder Xue's body trembled as his eyes were filled with fear. He cursed inwardly as he gritted his teeth and took out a palm-sized herb from his storage ring.

"This is a thousand-year-old Ghost Needle Herb. It has great effects on soul recovery!" Elder Xue said as he endured the pain.

"Thank you, Elder." Lin Xuan received the herb and flipped his palm, handing it to Lord Alcohol.

"Kid, not bad!" Lord Alcohol said with a smile.

"Alright, you may all disperse!" The purple-robed man's voice echoed in the air as he vanished. The others quickly left as well.

Elder Xue glared at Lin Xuan before flicking his sleeve and leaving with a gloomy expression.

Lin Xuan was secretly on guard. Although he had used the purple-robed man to suppress Elder Xue, he couldn't guarantee that Elder Xue wouldn't find trouble with him in the future.

"Zhang Qianyi is dead. Next, it's time to challenge the core disciples!" Lin Xuan's eyes were resolute. He still had a long way to go, so he couldn't let his guard down.

Ignoring the astonished gazes of the crowd, Lin Xuan quickly left. Wherever he passed, the inner sect disciples would make way for him. Their faces were filled with fear.

Thinking back to when they first entered the inner sect, most of them wore looks of disdain. But now, facing Lin Xuan, apart from the core disciples, most of them had to retreat.

Duan Fei, Jiang Yulong, and company wore bitter expressions. The youth who had been competing with them a few days ago was now far ahead of them. It was so much that they could only look up to him.

As for Shangguan Liuyun, his eyes flickered as his fighting spirit soared.

In the crowd, there was a pair of venomous eyes staring at Lin Xuan's back. It was a blue-robed youth. His eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

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