Tempered Immortal

Tens of thousands of swordsights, gathered in the middle, stacked in layers, like waves of rage, rushing towards the enemy.

Lin Xuan is confident in this new trick. Even the old monster of Dong Xuan Dynasty should not dare to straighten it out. He can only retreat or evade and let himself take the lead.

Excessive skill, just millimeters, seems a bit advantageous, as long as it works well, it can be maintained, it can be transformed into a victory, to the detriment, it can also maintain the first opportunity obtained, and it can continue to attack constantly.

Lin Xuan Dou has extensive experience. This technique is not a simple sneak attack, but contains various kinds of wax.

It is not too much to describe it as an old plot. However, according to the saying, the plotter is a human being, the work is done in heaven. Lin Xuan's calculation is certainly correct, but how can a giant whale king fall into his trap?

In terms of circumstances, the difference between the two is unknown.

Lin Xuan has the power to challenge the superior level, which is just to say that he can single-handedly pick the early Xuan Dynasty, while the middle-aged monster obviously can't make it.

Although Lin Xuan also considered this, the swordsmanship of the sneak attack was not only sharp, but also rapid.

According to common sense, the middle-aged monsters also dare not wait for idleness. Eighty-nine out of ten will choose to evade.

But the giant whale king is one of the few exceptions.

The Six Kings of the Sea, each of them has their own elders.

The Shark King's nickname is Crazy, the Jellyfish King plays weird, and the Giant Whale King's bravery is never questioned.

All the great whale kings of the ages, they are the bravest warriors of the sea.

Faced with a sword like the raging tide, the giant whale's eyes did not hesitate, and the loud, broken voice came into his ear, and he punched it up.

Yeah, it's fists. The giant whale king in the hall didn't sacrifice any treasures. It's not unusual, the refining technique isn't unique to the people.

Although the Haitian tribe is a branch of the human race, it has also been around for millions of years. After the efforts of numerous predecessors, their immortality system is perfect.

Alchemy is just one of them, with masters studying in every pulse of the marine family, but the most proficient, non-giant whale royal family, is said to have practiced 70% of all alchemy in the past giant whale kings.

Rift lion tigers are nothing but hairy rain, cultivating the royal secret to the depth, and their physical toughness is not to be lost even to the upper class of Heaven and Earth spirits.

So there's a lot of human monks laughing at the giant whale royals and saying they're just picking up demon teeth.

But Lin Xuan felt that there was a hint of acid.

After all, the cultivation of mankind is more complicated. Joffrey the Orthodox Buddha, together with the demon cultivator, there is no shortage of mastery in refining the body, but after coming to the East Sea for so long, I have never heard of a monk in the refining technique, able to compare to the giant whale king.

They laugh at each other, but they don't eat grapes, they say glucuronic acid.

It makes no sense to disparage each other. What Lin Xuan wants to know now is how many opportunities he can seize for himself with intentional attacks.

I don't know, the giant whale king didn't hide at all, but faced the sword and punched it out.

Silent!

Lin Xuan and the giant whale king are also a few hundred or so feet apart.

The middle is full of regained swordsmanship. Lin Xuan is absolutely powerful in terms of the noise. He occupies the undisputed upper wind. He sees that the swordsmanship is going to swallow the other party. It feels like a giant beast is going to be stirred into powder even if it is taken in. However, at this moment, the giant whale king punch appears.

You can't put it lightly, but from this punch alone, you can't really see the majesty of the First Warrior of the Sea.

As if it were a normal stretch of hand, I didn't see any spiritual flashes.

Ordinary!

This is the most normal feeling anyone will feel after seeing this punch.

But if you really think so, you're being fooled by your own eyes.

Lin Xuan's first reaction was the same, however, immediately after that, his pupils, he couldn't help but contract, and he caught a little danger.

But that capture, it's not that Lin Xuan really perceived it as inappropriate, it's a kind of intuition that has been grinding away in the bloody rain for a long time.

Yeah, it's intuition.

Sometimes, however, instincts can decide to win or lose, and no experienced fairy fixer will underestimate that feeling.

“Bad!”

Lin Xuan's heart was tightened at that moment, as if the end of the meteorite failure was over his head, Lin Xuan barely thought through, hurried like a step to the left.

Spatial fluctuations together, he has disappeared from the spot.

However, this is a completely unconscious action. The struggle went this far. Lin Xuan's head has completely failed to keep up with the body's thinking... Simply put, this time he hid, it was simply an act of instinct.

Lin Xuan experienced countless evil fights from the beginning of the immortal path, how many times he danced on the side of death, even he could not remember himself.

A long and dangerous life has sharpened his instincts to cope when his body is in danger.

It's a step faster than the brain's decisions, and this step can often change the wins and losses of a struggle.

Nine days of micro-step, Lin Xuan's best signature secretary, after countless improvements, the degree of subtlety has long surpassed the original intent of Nine Days of Xuanzhen when he was founded.

Even old monsters in the middle of Cave Xuan will find it difficult and moving in the face of space-like magic.

Almost Lin Xuan had just dodged, and saw his pounding sword wave begin to collapse. Then came the stabbing sound, proving the destructive power of that punch, which had already reached the front of the sound.

And where Lin Xuan had just stood, he himself escaped by relying on his body's super agile reaction, but the phantom remained where it was, suddenly, without any signs, torn by an invisible dark force, stirred into powder, and turned into nothing...

Lin Xuan's face was hazy to the extreme.

Although he has experienced many perils, most of them are not worth mentioning.

Cold sweat has soaked his clothes. Think about that scene. It's still chilly.

I wanted to take the lead by sneaking up on King Hulk's fire.

Until now, Lin Xuan doesn't feel that this choice is wrong. If it has to be said, the enemy is too strong.

Much more powerful than I originally thought.

The plan is good, but all the plans and dreams are broken by a punch.

That flickering punch was a counter-attack.

His tens of thousands of swords didn't do anything, and he almost lost his life in each other's hands.

Are you kidding me? Are the old monsters in the middle of Dong Xuan so horrible?

Lin Xuan was a little chilly.

His mind, though incredibly resilient, is also limitless. The scene that just happened, let him fall from the mastery of active sneakers into a 10,000-hundred ice cave all at once, even if the nerves are made of stainless steel, they can't bear it.

PS: Third, there's another chapter in the evening, and it's going to explode today at 9,000. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)