Zhong Zhou's Twin Kings roared angrily as they brandished their Heavenly Treasure Dharma Wheel and Death Scythe at the Bloodwing Bat King.
However, the Bat King was a guardian of the ancient tomb and could not be killed in a short time.
Instead, Zhong Zhou's Twin Kings were in danger.
Buzz!
Lin Xuan took advantage of this moment to swallow the Earth Essence Liquid. His damaged body and broken bones were all healed.
It was useless.
Zhan Ji looked at this scene and did not stop him.
She looked at all of this coldly with disdain in her eyes.
So what if he recovered? Previously, he could not block her palm when he was at full strength.
Now that he had recovered, did he think he could block it?
She did not think so.
You have eaten so many Heavenly Treasures, so there must be a lot of energy left in your body.
After I kill you, I will refine your body and refine all of your energy for my use.
Zhan Ji's voice was cold as she slowly raised her palm.
Was it going to end? Everyone's hearts were in their mouths. Lin Xuan would not be able to withstand the third palm strike.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath as a cold light burst out from his eyes.
He formed a seal with his palms and the sword qi on his body became more and more piercing, forming a dragon-shaped sword shadow in front of him.
As soon as the dragon-shaped sword shadow appeared, a dragon's roar and a sword's cry rang out. In an instant, countless cracks appeared in the sky.
Everyone's bodies trembled again as they kept retreating. Many people were pressed to the ground.
Damn it, what was that?
He still had a trump card!
Even the Saints and Saintesses exclaimed in surprise. What a terrifying sword intent! This aura was not weaker than the blood-colored figure at all.
Damn it, who said that this kid did not have a bloodline power?
Screams rang out one after another. They now suspected that Lin Xuan definitely had a bloodline power, and it was a very terrifying bloodline power.
Otherwise, why would the dragon-shaped sword shadow be?
The power of the dragon-shaped sword shadow was simply too terrifying. Even Zhan Ji frowned at the sight of it.
She also felt a sense of threat that could threaten her life. She could not believe it.
Her opponent's sword intent was on par with her ancestor's shadow.
How was that possible?
One had to know that she had the bloodline of the War Tribe. The bloodline of the War Tribe was extremely powerful. It took tens of thousands of years of accumulation to form the bloodline power.
What was the dragon shadow in her opponent's body? How could it be on par with her ancestor's shadow?
She did not know.
She did not believe it.
The next moment, she said coldly, "Damned brat, no matter what you have, you will not be able to escape death today."
Now, go to hell!
Zhan Ji didn't want to drag this out any longer. She used all of her strength and struck out with her final palm.
Buzz!
In the sky, the blood-red figure slowly raised his palm and slapped forward again.
The power of this palm was even more terrifying. It was as if a hundred thousand blood seas were surging in the sky. Nothing could resist?
Buzz!
Lin Xuan held onto the dragon-shaped sword as well.
It It was!
He swung his sword without holding back at all. Dragon Sword Sword Dragon Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword Dragon Sword Sword Dragon Sword Sword Sword Sword Dragon Dragon? Sword!
Boom Boom!
The two collided fiercely. The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The nine heavens and ten lands were completely devoured.
At that moment, everyone activated their defenses and resisted with all their might.
They even used their trump cards. Otherwise, they might be killed by the aftermath of the energy.
Between the heavens and the earth, the rumbling continued.
Many people fled into the distance. Some even left the palace completely and ran into the passage to take refuge.
Countless gazes looked at the sky. Although they could not see anything, they still stared at it, unwilling to let it go.
Finally, the smoke dissipated.
Everything was revealed.
It appeared. Look!
Everyone held their breaths. But soon, they were stunned.
In the sky, the faces of the two figures were incomparably pale, without a trace of blood.
However, upon closer inspection, they were completely different.
Although Lin Xuan's face was pale and his aura was chaotic, he still stood there. The dragon-shaped sword in his hand was also roaring.
On the other side, Zhan Ji was different.
The blood-colored shadow behind her gradually dissipated. Finally, it shattered into countless fragments and merged into her body.
As for her, she vomited large mouthfuls of blood.
Her body was slashed open, almost split into two halves.
What!?
Zhan Ji was defeated!
The Bloodline Phantom had been directly slain!
How was that possible?
Everyone was stunned and could not believe it.
At that moment, the minds of the Saints and Saintesses went blank. Even Ye Wudao, No Flower, the Alkaid Saint, the Great Xia Prince, and the others were shocked.
To be honest, they were worried that Lin Xuan might not be able to resist the ancestor's shadow.
After all, they had a deep understanding of the ancestor's shadow.
However, things were beyond their expectations.
The one who was defeated was not Lin Xuan, but Zhan Ji.
Not only was Zhan Ji defeated, but she was also almost killed. Her bloodline shadow was directly shattered.
Everyone looked at Lin Xuan in horror.
They stared at the dragon-shaped sword in his hand, their hearts beating wildly.
What was that dragon-shaped sword? Why was it so powerful?
Was it the power of the bloodline?
Or was it something else?
Could it be something that belonged to a Saint? They did not know. They wanted to continue observing, but Lin Xuan had already absorbed the dragon-shaped sword into his body.
He took a step forward and walked forward.
In front of him, Zhan Ji was half-kneeling on the ground, blood flowing from her body. She shook her head frantically.
Impossible, damn it, this is impossible!
I can't be defeated! How could my ancestor's shadow be shattered!?
She had gone crazy.
Originally, she was full of confidence and thought that she could easily kill her opponent.
But now, she had been defeated. She had been utterly defeated, and her bloodline shadow had been shattered.
This caused her confidence and faith to shatter.
She was on the verge of collapse.
Because her opponent had not been lucky. He had completely defeated her in the area she was most confident in.
There was nothing more despairing than this feeling.
Thud, thud, thud!
Lin Xuan walked towards Zhan Ji. At the same time, he spoke in a deep voice. War race prodigy? Bloodline power?
Ancestor's shadow?
I told you, you can't kill me with this!
As he spoke, Lin Xuan had already arrived in front of Zhan Ji.
Zhan Ji raised her head and looked at him with a ferocious expression. Damn brat, I don't believe it! I was careless this time.
Next time, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!
Next time? Lin Xuan sneered. Do you think there will be a next time?
Do you think I will let you go?
What?
Zhan Ji's pupils constricted. You dare to kill me? I am a prodigy of the War race!
She screamed crazily.
Lin Xuan sneered in disdain. Was the prodigy of the War race very powerful?
Wasn't the Golden Lion King a prodigy of the War race?
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