Chapter 610: Twenty Rounds (Part II)

Ding!"

"Whew!"

The sword wall constructed by the Xuanqing Jade Sword and the Lanyun Sword touched and handed over, and there was an instant sound of swords colliding and rubbing against each other.

Immediately, under this brief touch, the great anti-shock force generated by the two swords and Yuan Ling suddenly shook the surrounding stone slabs to pieces.

At the same time, bursts of Yuan Spirit aura spread out like huge waves.

Of course, not only the surrounding floors, but even the transformed sword walls were also shaken into dozens of fragmented walls.

Looking at all this, Lin Huilin's mouth couldn't help but tilt slightly. It was really hard for her to imagine that although her sword wall was not her strongest defense, such a defense was actually shattered by this kid....... It was a bit of a surprise to her.

The next moment, Lin Huilin was about to attack again, but her pretty face changed.

I saw that in mid-air, the Xuanqing jade sword in his hand returned to his hand again, and the Xuanqing jade sword in his hand had already formed a sword rain. He even casually turned the surrounding walls into his own use, and flew upside down towards him in an instant.

"Good boy, this little waste utilization is really good!"

The sword rain of the Xuanqing Jade Sword, with the fragments of the sword wall shattered by his own Blue Yun Sword, was even more wasted and used towards himself.

In an instant, the sharp sound of breaking the wind, with an endless aura of the Yuan Spirit, was already much stronger than the previous one that directly threw out the Xuanqing Jade Sword. As far as the Yuan Spirit of this Xuanqing Jade Sword is concerned, it is almost more than five times higher.

Countless sword wall fragments and sword rain descended together, as if they had been strongly pushed by something.

In an instant, such an overwhelming burst out, which drove the ground to debris even more. At the same time, under this broken earth, the entire surrounding sky was filled.

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly!"

The sword rain of the Xuanqing Jade Sword that fell from the sky, and the shattered sword walls that fell around it, such an attack power and ferocity, even those bigwigs in the hall couldn't help but be shocked when they saw it. Not to mention those who mock the idiom Fan with sarcasm.

However, this kind of attack power, when it was about to reach Lin Huilin's body, the more fierce Yuan Spirit Qi was already raised.

In an instant, the Yuan Spirit energy on these broken sword walls and the Xuanqing Jade Sword Sword Rain was dissolved.

Resolve?

Seeing Lin Huilin's resolution, Cheng Yufan frowned.

"Okay, dissolve, I'll let you resolve it slowly!"

At this moment, the idiom Fan was once again strengthened, and attacked towards it with a more ferocious Yuan Ling energy.

"This kid, over the years, has really grown in ability. ”

Looking at the strength of the Jinling Town Soul Daoist realm in the late stage of the Yellow Order, when he was able to make an attack realm that could only be had when he needed at least the peak Jinling Town Soul Daoist realm strength, he was not only amazed, but also relieved.

However, no matter whether she is amazed or gratified, she will definitely not let Idiom Fan "walk over" from her hands.

Immediately, the plain hand quickly formed a mudra in front of him, and the primordial spirit in his body followed the meridians around his body, running rapidly, and at the same time, it was also injected into the specific meridians.

"Lan Yun Unloaded!"

As Lin Huilin's soft shout fell, the sword in her hand, a piece of dark blue primordial spirit gushed out violently, enveloping her in it, forming an oval-shaped magical-like mirror.

Lan Yun unloaded, this is also a defensive move of Lin Huilin, and this defensive move, no matter how strong your attack is, will be projected by this magical mirror to other places, and even behind you.

Countless sword rains and countless broken sword walls hit the magical mirror, and finally all disappeared in a mysterious way, and of course they were inexplicably dissolved.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Yufan had an impulse to slap himself to death with this brick on the spot, what kind of defensive move is this, so ...... I really don't want to think about the word behind it.

.......

Looking at the lightning-fast confrontation in the field, the people watching the battle in the hall couldn't help but cast surprised glances at Cheng Yufan, they didn't expect that this guy would have the courage to take the initiative to attack in the face of a super strong person like the Soul Suppression Saint Master.

Even if his attack didn't achieve much effect, Cheng Yufan was not depressed, he knew that only one battle, without taking the initiative to fight, could he have that one in a thousand or even one in ten thousand chances.

......

"Seven Illusions Red Lotus Flame!"

"Fury and Fury!"

"Six Paths and Seven Killing Curses, Yin Xuan Wind!"

"Six Paths and Seven Killing Spells, Samadhi Netherworld!"

"Six Ways and Seven Killing Curses, Ice Ji Xuan Explosion!"

......

Idiom Fan attacked like crazy.

Idiom Fan has almost exerted everything he can do.

However, the results achieved seem to be minimal.

"This is the true strength of the Soul Suppression Saint Master......

In the perception of idiom Fan, the adoptive mother in front of her, Lin Huilin, is already like a huge mountain, how can she step over......

No matter how you climb, it's useless.

"Heavenly Spirit Karma Fire Slash!"

attacked again, and his gaze just swept to the idiom of his adoptive mother Lin Huilin's eyes, but his body shook slightly.

Idiom Fan clearly found a hint of banter in those beautiful eyes.

These twenty rounds, is it just a process of teasing him?

At the same time, the meaning of the vigilance in the heart of the idiom Fan is also great.

I just wanted to move at that footstep, but I was stunned to find that my feet couldn't move, just like at the beginning.

However, the only thing that didn't pass was ...... This time, it seems that it is not suppressed by the strength of the Yuan Spirit, but ...... But......

Then he looked down and saw that something slimy had appeared at his feet, sticking the soles of his feet to the ground, unable to move.

The sudden change made Xiao Yan's pupils shrink slightly.

And now, it's almost twenty rounds, and we can't afford to fall short!

Idiom Fan, who raised his eyes, looked at his adoptive mother Lin Huilin, looked at the cheeks that seemed to be smiling, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The body no longer moved, the Xuanqing jade sword in his hand clenched violently, and finally carried all the remaining Yuan Spirits in his body, aimed at Lin Huilin, and slashed away!

"Dragon's Pole Roaring Collapse!"

With the loud shouts that sounded in the heart of the idiom Fan, on the Xuanqing Jade Sword, the Yuan Spirit rioted, slightly orange and yellow, covering the entire Xuanqing Jade Sword, and finally carried a sharp wind-breaking energy and sword qi, and slashed towards Lin Huilin.

The attack on Idiom Fan suddenly became stronger, and even the strength of the entire realm also increased, and almost instantly it was promoted to the peak Jinling Town Soul Daoist realm, which made Lin Huilin's eyes flash with a touch of surprise.

"What did this kid use, and he still has such a backhand?"