"Smack!"

Tiles were thrown out of the ruins.

A pair of eyes, staring deadly.

Abrupt.

A pair of dusty hands reached out from the center of the ruins, grabbed both sides, and held on hard.

The body gradually revealed, it was Lin Xiu!

He's alive!

"Hiss~"

The sound of gasping for air continued to sound one after another.

The crowd could hardly believe their eyes.

He's really alive.

But how is this possible?

A sword with sword intent, it didn't even kill him!

How hard is his body?

"Sure enough!" Qin Yi muttered to himself in his heart, silently stepping back.

He glanced behind him and determined his escape route.

From his point of view, although Yuan Fenghua is powerful, it is not realistic to kill Lin Xiu.

At most, it's half a catty and eight taels, and no one can help anyone.

There is still a three-point possibility, it was Lin Xiu who killed him.

As long as he is not 100% sure, Qin Yi will definitely not risk his life.

He had to leave a way out for himself.

"Poof!"

A figure jumped out of the rubble and stood on the ground, its body swinging slightly, shaking off all the dust on its body.

His right hand, dripping with blood, kept blood coming from his fist, ticking to the ground.

The sword intent tore apart the veins on his palm.

The injury in the eyes is very serious, for ordinary people, with such a serious injury, let alone an arm, the strong sword intent will directly tear apart the body, and it is absolutely impossible to survive!

But Lin Xiu survived.

And the injury on his right hand is healing rapidly.

The broken tendons and veins have been connected, and the sword intent is also wrapped in the spiritual power in his body, refining little by little.

What he cultivates is the Heavenly God Sword Spirit, no matter how strong the sword intent is, it can also be refined!

You must know that his current Heavenly God Sword Spirit has stepped into the second state.

In the dantian, among the five true pills, surrounded by a sword the length of a finger!

This is the sword spirit!

It's just that he has just stepped in, and the sword spirit has not yet been able to be completely condensed, and it may collapse at any time.

Therefore, he didn't dare to use his sword spirit too much.

Once the sword spirit matures and is fully formed, then, his strength will be even higher!

"Can you still survive?" Yuan Fenghua was surprised and surprised.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying the power of this sword was.

Even if it is him, it is impossible to follow safely and soundly.

Not to mention, stand up like Lin Xiu!

"You're physically strong, aren't you? Then let me see and feel how strong you really are!"

Yuan Fenghua took the sword back, it was not that he was unwilling to continue to use his sword intent.

But it can't be used.

In his heyday, he could perform the same sword technique three times!

But that's his limit!

Once he casts it three times, his whole person will be as weak as an ordinary person, and a slightly stronger monk can kill him with a single sword!

And the recovery afterwards is also very slow.

So he didn't want to continue to perform.

"Come again!" Lin Xiu let out a low roar, like a tireless and painless ancient beast, his eyes contained a thirst for murderous and high fighting intent, and his body was full of uncompromising and shocking faith!

"Boom!"

He rushed forward, his feet stepped on the ground a hundred times in a row, and the blue-gray floor tiles cracked, shattered, and turned into powder!

At each step, a huge pit three meters deep appeared, and the surrounding ground was not intact.

His body was covered with copper light, as if he could destroy everything.

Let everyone feel the real power!

It's like the source of power!

"Give me death!" Yuan Fenghua was stunned, and he met him without showing weakness, pushed by a hurricane behind him, and smashed it with a punch.

The momentum is not weaker than Lin Xiu.

"Boom!"

The two fists, in the blink of an eye, collided together.

The explosion is crazy and terrifying!

"Poof!"

Yuan Fenghua vomited blood, and under the collision, he immediately vomited blood.

To be more precise, less than two inches away from Lin Xiu's fist, he had already felt how powerful Lin Xiu's fist was, and he was violently crushed by this fist wind, vomiting blood!

The blood in the body is boiling, the breath has become weak, and the bones of the right arm are cracking inch by inch!

"Huh!"

He immediately retreated, his right arm hanging limply, trembling uncontrollably.

It seems to be intact, but in fact, the muscles and veins are broken, and the flesh and blood are dead.

He was horrified, frightened, frightened!

Lin Xiu's strength was the most powerful he had ever seen.

He didn't dare to think about it, how could a newcomer have so much power?

He thought he could kill Lin Xiu and crush him in all directions!

He regretted it, why didn't he continue to use his sword intent?

Lin Xiu was already injured, and he firmly believed that if he continued to use his sword intent, he would definitely be able to kill him!

"Huh!" he didn't hesitate, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and the moment he raised the sword, the sword qi surged and condensed wildly, and a trace of sword intent condensed out.

Seeing that he was about to cut down on Lin Xiu.

"Bang!"

Lin Xiu rushed up, his body turned into a prehistoric meteorite, rushed up fiercely, and smashed heavily on his body.

Lin Xiu used his body as a weapon and crashed into him with a fatal blow.

"Click!"

"Poof!"

The bones on Yuan Fenghua's body were broken more than a hundred, and strings of blood pearls were spit out continuously, converging into a river that could not be stopped.

His sword intent was also interrupted.

His body at the moment is weak and unshaped.

But he still stood with a wisp of faith, and in his heart, there were 100 meters of waves beating and impacting fiercely.

This time, he was too careless!

"Come again!"

Lin Xiu's shout sounded again.

The clothes on his body were also stained with blood, but most of them were Yuan Fenghua's blood.

At this moment, his fighting spirit was completely stimulated and provoked!

You have to fight, and you have to fight!

"Huh!" Lin Xiu rushed forward again.

Seeing that Lin Xiu was coming, Yuan Fenghua's face changed in fright, and he shouted: "Lin Xiu, I admit defeat......"

"Bang!"

Lin Xiu smashed his punch on the nose and didn't fly away.

Because his punch was downward.

The fist was aimed at his face, and it spun down, smashing his head into the ground.

The nose was directly blown down, and the bones of the face were shattered I don't know how many.

The broken bones rubbed, and the pain was indescribable.

"It's too late!" Lin Xiu smiled.

Everyone was shocked.

No one spoke, not even breathing.

There was only the sound of Lin Xiu's punch, punch, smashing on Yuan Fenghua's head.

"Don't!"

"Leave me alone!"

"I ......"

Yuan Fenghua's screams and begging for mercy are getting weaker and weaker.

Lin Xiu is going to put him to death!

As soon as Qin turned around, he was about to flee.

But at this time.

"Stop, young man!"

An old voice suddenly sounded.

With an absolute imperative that there is no doubt and no resistance.

(End of chapter)