Inverse Sword God
The 409th chapter peach blossom artistic conception
Ding Ding!
The sound of metal intersecting sounded, and the silent sword energy was shaken away, quickly dissipating in the air.
"Is there any other means? Show them all." Yumian Langjun shook his folding fan.Very calm.
Cut wind
Thunder
Lin Xuan swung two swords in a row, the blue sword light gushing out quickly, and at the same time a five-pointed thunder array descended from the sky.
"Too weak!" Yu Langjun waved his folding fan and drew an arc in front of him.
Suddenly, all attacks were blocked outside.
Lord Yumian waved his folding fan, blocking all Lin Xuan's attacks from his body.
"In front of me, you are an ant. Do you think an ant can shake a dragon?" Jade face Langjun disdainfully smiled.
"Now it's time for me to attack, it's a very fun thing to kill geniuses."
Yumian Langjun held a folding fan, stepped out, and instantly came to Lin Xuan.
The folding fan waved, and a heart-palpitating force surged out.
"Not good!" Lin Xuan's pupils shrank sharply, and instantly created a clone with a black cloak, while his real body retreated suddenly.
puff!
The black cloak avatar was instantly cut in half, and the strong qi sun swept all over.
Lin Xuan's body was shocked and shook out from the void, staggering backwards.
"It's a bit interesting, it's actually possible to create a clone. This cloak is good, I want it!" Jade-faced Langjun strolled leisurely in the courtyard, as if he were a master.
"Damn it, the gap is too big. If I break through to the middle stage of the Spiritual Fusion Realm, I might be able to fight the Spiritual Realm Warrior!" Lin Xuan's heart sank slightly.
But wanting his life is not so simple.
"Okay, the game is over." Yumian Langjun had obviously lost his patience. He waved a mysterious attack with his palm and patted Lin Xuan's forehead.
"Soul Sword!"
At the critical moment, Lin Xuan performed a soul attack, the rune of his right eye was lost, and the soul power formed an invisible sword, stabbing the jade face Langjun.
This sword gathered all Lin Xuan's soul power, and it also contained 70% of the sword intent, which was terrifying.
Coupled with the strange and unpredictable soul attack, it is really impossible to guard against, and the jade face Langjun is instantly attacked by the soul.
His body trembled, and there was pain on his face.
After the warrior enters the spiritual realm, in addition to being able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, the soul power also increases with the realm.
Although Yumian Langjun is not a specializing in soul power martial arts, as a powerhouse in the spirit realm, he quickly regained his sanity.
But the tingling deep into his soul made him crazy.
when!
Xing Jue Sword hit Yumian Lang Jun's body, colliding countless sparks.
Lin Xuan felt his arms numb, and his body retreated violently.
The defense of the Spiritual Realm Warrior was extremely strong, and he couldn't break into it for a while.
"Boy, I want to kill you with the cruelest means!" Yumian Langjun looked grim.
Since his debut, he has never suffered such a dark loss, and his opponent is still a little warrior who is far behind him.
For a time, Yumian Langjun's murderous intent was overwhelming, and he wanted to chop Lin Xuan into one hundred and eight thousand pieces.
Beside, the woman in green is also pale.
She knows how powerful Yumian Langjun is. It only takes one move to kill the Rongling Realm martial artist, but this young man who only has the initial cultivation of the Rongling Realm frequently creates miracles.
First used the clone to get the death blow, and then used the strange soul power to cause the Jade Face Lang Jun to be injured.
She has been with Yumian Langjun for decades and has never seen such a thing.
Fortunately, Yumian Langjun was very powerful, and it was impossible to kill him.
"Die me!" The Yumian Langjun's folding fan waved, and the aura rolled in the sky, forming countless pink petals, floating towards Lin Xuan.
These variegated spots seem to be beautiful, but they contain endless murderous intent, and each petal can kill the warriors in the middle fusion spirit realm.
Moreover, there seems to be a kind of wonderful mood between these petals.
"Peach Blossom Mood! The brother even showed off the Peach Blossom Mood. It seems that the kid is dead!" The woman in dress settled down in her heart.
As a powerful person in transforming spirit realm, Yumian Langjun naturally understood the artistic realm, and the peach blossom artistic realm is infinitely powerful and dreamlike, and can often kill enemies invisible.
Naturally, Lin Xuan could also feel the horror of this artistic conception. He immediately displayed the artistic conception of wind, making the surrounding airflow strange and blocking the sky full of peach blossoms.
At the same time, he fully urged Qicheng Great Dragon Sword Intent, holding the Xing Jue Sword in both hands and slashing towards the void.
Lin Xuan had just realized the artistic conception of wind, and his use of artistic conception was not as good as that of Yumian Langjun, so it didn't take long for his artistic conception of wind to be defeated under the attack of the artistic conception of peach blossom.
Fortunately, his 70% dragon sword intent is extremely powerful, and his fire has exceeded the artistic conception of peach blossoms.
Although Lin Xuan's cultivation was not enough, with the help of the dragon sword intent, he still made a small incision abruptly.
"What? Impossible! He actually split the peach blossom mood!" The green-clothed woman exclaimed in shock.
Yumian Langjun looked at Lin Xuan with a fierce face.
To be honest, he didn't want to believe that this hairy boy could split his peach blossom mood, but the facts were before him.
"In addition to the sword intent, there is also the artistic conception of wind. Who is this kid? How can he comprehend the two artistic conceptions?" Jade Mian Lang Jun was jealous.
Artistic conception is not a Chinese cabbage. Generally, only a peerless genius can comprehend it. As a disciple of the evil king, he can only comprehend a kind of artistic conception.
But Lin Xuan was able to comprehend two kinds of artistic conception, which is simply impossible.
And that sword intent was really terrifying, and even threatened his peach blossom mood.
"Since it is an enemy, I will never let him grow!" Yumian Langjun felt a deep fear in Lin Xuan.
Fortunately, Lin Xuan's cultivation base was too weak, and he could easily kill him.
"I have to admit that you are indeed a genius, but you can only die if you offend me!" Yumian Lang Junyin laughed.
The peach blossoms in the sky revolved rapidly, and each petal was crystal clear, like a sharp blade of a magic weapon, penetrating the void.
The peach blossoms from all directions flocked to Lin Xuan.
"Not good! Peach blossom artistic conception has become stronger again!" Lin Xuan clearly perceives the change of peach blossom artistic conception in the sky, and his complexion made waves.
It seems that the Spirit Realm Warrior is indeed not what he can resist now.
But wanting to kill him is not so simple!
"Blood sacrifice secret technique!"
Lin Xuan instantly melted the blood in his body into the black cloak, UU reading www.uukanshu.com turned into a blood, and rushed out quickly.
This kind of speed is very fast, even surpassing the speed of the general transformation spirit realm warrior.
Whoosh!
Lin Xuan quickly dodged, and the place where he stood before was surrounded by petals in the sky, forming a ruin.
"Avoided again!" Yumian Langjun's face was gloomy and terrible, and his body trembled slightly.
As a powerhouse in the transforming spirit realm, he was very embarrassed to let a little ghost escape under his hand one after another.
"Could the bloodline just now be the function of the cloak." The Yumian Langjun looked vicious, he didn't believe Lin Xuan had this ability at all, so he should have used that black cloak.
"The black cloak seems to be a spiritual-level treasure, and the sword in that kid's hand is also a spiritual-level treasure."
"A warrior in the early stage of the Spiritual Fusion Realm actually possesses two spiritual-level treasures, which disciple is this?" Lang Jun Yumian took a deep breath