Chapter 1859: Hunt Down and Kill the Holy Son!

"Run!"

The surrounding kings are also fleeing frantically.

Even the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son was gone, and they didn't dare to stay any longer.

In case the other party comes back, none of them will be an adversary.

So, these people also fled in all directions.

Of the killing formations that Lin Xuan had fought out, three of them were destroyed, while the remaining five were summoned back again by Lin Xuan's palm wave.

These undamaged killing arrays can be used again, just by refining them again.

Without the cover of the formation, all of a sudden, the aura and scene here were all known by the powerhouse of Purple Cloud City.

Countless kings, all looking towards this suburb at this moment.

Then they were shocked.

for the place has been beaten into nothingness, and nothing exists.

"Who the hell is fighting here, and is able to hide everything?"

"It's terrifying, I feel that the residual breath is terrifying!"

"It's an invincible existence under the power!"

"I'll go, it won't be two holy sons fighting. ”

One after another, the voices of discussion sounded, and those kings rushed over, looking at this scene, shocked.

And soon, everyone looked up at the sky.

"Look, there's someone fighting there!"

I saw that in the night sky, two figures were like streamers, one in front of the other, chasing each other, and constantly colliding and clashing.

These two figures are naturally Lin Xuan and Wan Lei Holy Son, one of them is on the run, and the other is chasing after them.

The mutual confrontation is extremely intense.

The Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son fled, but it seemed that he didn't want to escape from Purple Cloud City.

Instead, he kept hovering over Purple Cloud City, as if waiting for something.

This made Lin Xuan very uneasy, because he was afraid that the power of the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Land would come, and then he would be in trouble.

But after waiting for a while, he found that no great power appeared, so he continued to attack.

"Cangtian, this power is really terrifying, it's really two holy sons fighting!"

Everyone looked at the two streamers in the sky and were shocked.

The speed was so fast that ordinary kings couldn't see the figure clearly at all, and could only see the surging power, constantly colliding in the air.

And when they perceive this power, their faces are pale, because this is the power of the Holy Son.

Not only did those kings sense it, but even the great powers reached out one by one to detect the battle in the sky.

"What? It's him!"

Among them, Gu Xiu also looked at the sky.

As a great power, he was naturally able to see clearly the people fighting in the sky.

He was not surprised by the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son, after all, the other party was at the Holy Son level, and it was normal to be able to have this kind of energy.

However, he was shocked by another person, who he also knew.

It was Lin Xuan.

He had been very concerned about Lin Xuan before, and wanted to pull the other party into his ancient family.

Because he felt that Lin Xuan's talent was very good, and he was a young Tianjiao, who had grown up for decades, and he might not be able to reach the level of a holy son.

But now, he was shocked.

Because the strength shown by the other party has reached the level of the Holy Son.

And even stronger!

Because judging from the current battle situation, it was the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son who fled!

This is amazing.

A holy son was actually hunted down and killed by a loose cultivator, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, these people wouldn't have dared to believe it at all.

Everyone looked at the sky, and this almost dreamlike scene was shocked.

Because this battle will definitely be recorded in the annals of history and passed on by future generations.

And in the sky, the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son was very anxious.

He couldn't imagine that the person he was waiting for hadn't shown up yet, and that the other party was so aggressive, which made him extremely angry.

Because at this moment, all the martial artists in Purple Cloud City have seen it, and if it spreads, I'm afraid he will become a joke in the entire Eastern Wilderness.

So the next moment, he swallowed the healing elixir again, and then turned around suddenly, and the Hell Divine Spear in his hand swung out again.

Like a black river Styx falling, thousands of black gun shadows rushed.

The blow was terrifying.

However, Lin Xuan was even stronger. He waved the Nine Demon Sword in his hand and unleashed tens of thousands of sword qi, annihilating all the voids.

In an instant, the terrifying sword light swept across and shattered all the attacks.

The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Thunders roared angrily and wanted to fight back. But the next moment, there was a tingling pain in his inner body.

It turned out that those sword qi that had been suppressed before had finally exploded at this moment.

"Impossible!"

The face of the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son changed greatly, he had swallowed a lot of healing elixirs before, and his wounds had healed.

But now, how could there still be such a violent sword qi in the body?

He couldn't figure it out.

How did he know that Lin Xuan's sword qi was extremely terrifying, and he couldn't be judged by common sense at all.

So at this time, the injuries in the body of the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son finally broke out again.

Those violent sword qi scurried wildly in the body, destroying the body of the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son.

Burst!

The face of the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son was pale, he vomited blood, and his whole person was shaky.

Hum!

Lin Xuan seized this opportunity and struck one sword after another.

The sword slashed at the Hell's spear, splitting it into the air. Then he cast the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon and quickly dodged to the Hell Divine Spear.

"What?"

The warrior below looked at this scene, and his scalp was numb.

They couldn't have imagined that the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Thunders would even lose the treasure in his hand, which was really unbelievable.

It seems that in this battle, the injuries suffered by the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Thunder were even more serious than imagined.

"Damn!" the Son of Ten Thousand Thunders was furious.

This Hell Spear was his weapon, and if it was lost, it would make his heart ache.

And his combat power will also be affected.

Therefore, regardless of his injuries, he forcibly operated the spiritual power in his body, and even stimulated his potential and shot wildly.

Rumble!

The sky was torn apart, like a giant mouth of an abyss, and a thunderbolt beast claw poked out from it, quickly grabbing at Lin Xuan.

I want to take back the Hell Spear.

Hum!

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, he held the Hell Divine Spear in his hand, pointing at the sky.

Then, a huge demon shadow rose into the sky, piercing everything in the world and blasting away the thunder hand.

And the Nine Ghost Demon Sword in his right hand swung it even more, and once again shot out a half-moon-shaped sword qi and slashed it fiercely.

"No!"

The face of the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son changed, if he was hit by this half-moon sword qi, he would not be able to resist at all, and he might even be killed.

And all the warriors who watched the battle around were also shocked.

If the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son was really killed, then it would be the first time in history.

"Is there really anyone who can do miracles?" everyone's eyes widened.

Seeing that half-moon-shaped sword qi, it was going to hit the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Son.

But at this time, a sigh suddenly came.

Then, beside the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Thunders, an old figure emerged.

It was an old man, not tall, with gray hair.

The weather-beaten face is engraved with wrinkles left by the years. Those eyes are shining with vicissitudes.

And with an amazing breath.

He stretched out his palm and waved it lightly, instantly freezing the half-moon sword qi in the sky.

The next moment, the Half Moon Sword Qi seemed to be pierced by a tremendous amount of energy, and then disappeared into the void.