Yin Qianjun's eyes were red, his killing intent was monstrous, he stared at Lin Wushuang fiercely, and then stomped on the soles of his feet, jumped into the air, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood on the power demon fist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the essence blood, it contains Yin Qianjun's purest spiritual power origin, and his face turned pale instantly, in order to kill Lin Wushuang, Yin Qianjun even used the essence blood of the Life Palace.

The original black and red power demon fist, after absorbing the essence blood of the life palace at this time, the black part was gradually replaced by red, Yin Qianjun's body trembled, and the breath of qi continued to surge, like wolf smoke, straight into the sky.

"This... The power of qi and blood reflected in Yin Qianjun's body has exceeded 200,000 catties. Gu Yiming muttered.

"Yin Qianjun's strength now has 220,000 catties, and he will drop ten times with one force... Lin Wushuang, what will happen to your sword?" Ouyang Qing asked himself, even if he was against the current Yin Qianjun, I am afraid that the odds of victory would be difficult to distinguish.

Yin Qianjun looked at the changes in himself and let out a low roar, but it resounded throughout the entire Haotian Sect.

"220,000 catties of strength, the Demon Fist Seven Absolute Third Form Five Directions Break the Pole!"

Boom Boom Boom!

In mid-air, five giant fists appeared, making five loud noises, the giant fists were covered with mysterious lines, and a terrifying sound came out, and the sound was mixed with the smell of the ghost crying god.

In the cold, it seems to be able to penetrate into the bones, making people tremble and uncomfortable.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at this scene and muttered to himself, "Is Yin Qianjun crazy... Not only did he forcibly exercise the third form of the Seven Absolute Demon Fists, but he also blessed the essence blood of the Life Palace on the Power Demon Fist, knowing that it would cause great damage to the Force Demon Fist!"

Generally speaking, the Yin family's Demon Fist Seven Absolute Third Form must not be forcibly exercised until it reaches the King Realm, otherwise it will definitely cause damage to the origin of the body, so Yin Qianjun spit out the Vital Palace Essence Blood Blessing Power Demon Fist to share the damage of the third form of the forced exercise in order to prevent the damage caused by the flesh that has worked so hard to cultivate the Jin Dynasty.

But doing so also caused damage to the Xuan-level high-grade treasure weapon, the Power Demon Fist, and such damage can only be repaired by the Earth-level Instrument Emperor.

In this way, Lin Wushuang is in danger, Lin Jingzhi can't help but want to break through the protective spirit net and enter the high platform to help Lin Wushuang resist this move, just looking at Lin Wushuang's calm expression, Lin Jingzhi knows... Now I can only believe Lin Wushuang, "Xiaoshuang, you will definitely be able to, I know that you will not disappoint my sister and the Lin family." 〞

"I didn't expect Yin Qianjun to be forced to this extent by an unknown person. On the high platform of the quenched stone statue, it is difficult for Wu Yuexian to maintain her composure on her beautiful face.

Lin Wushuang held the Ziyuan Sword in his hand, there was no earth-shattering momentum, but the deep gray aura behind him became stronger and stronger, not happy, angry, sad or happy, suddenly let out a low shout, and swung a peerless sword.

"Soldier Realm - Shura Sword Intent, Heavenly Sword Style, Consummation Realm Heavenly Forgiveness of Sins!"

Looking at the five rounds of fist light that were about to be bombarded, Lin Wushuang finally showed the Shura sword intent of the artistic conception of the military realm, completely ignoring the suppression of 220,000 catties of strength, and the gray and golden sword intent rolled straight for nine days, shaking away the wolf-like power of qi and blood, and the suppression of the artistic conception actually made Yin Qianjun's five rounds of fist light feel uncontrollable.

"How is it possible, this kid actually has the sword intent of the military realm...!" Yin Qianjun almost went crazy, the original situation was instantly reversed, others didn't understand, but he knew very well, the strong man in the artistic conception can ignore the physical power, but... That requires an extremely high realm to have a way!

This sword was enough to absorb seventy percent of the spiritual power on Lin Wushuang's body, and the phoenix flew for nine days, eliminating the evils of the world, like a torrent of sword qi like a galaxy, with the sword intent of the Soldier Realm Shura colliding with Yin Qianjun's five rounds of fist light.

Sneer... Bang!

The fist light located in the four directions encountered countless sword qi, it was simply vulnerable, turning into four wisps of spiritual annihilation, and even the sound was extremely quiet, and the most terrifying fist light in the middle was so powerful that it shattered and exploded directly.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ..................!

Between life and death, Yin Qianjun tightened the power demon fist glove, protected his head and chest, and then in less than half a breath, countless sword qi slammed into Yin Qianjun's body, where it was, the sky was full of clouds and smoke, and Yin Qianjun's screams came out wildly...

In the main hall, everyone was stunned and stared at Yin Qianjun, who was covered in blood, falling directly from the sky, and finally like a meteor, he fell heavily on the high platform and low surface, and the blood splashed out, and the place seemed to be a pool of blood.

In the entire Haotian Sect Main Hall, there was silence.

All the young powerhouses, their expressions were shocked, and after a long time, they came back to their senses, and even some people forgot to breathe, and suddenly began to breathe rapidly, and looked at the emaciated young man in a dark purple robe and holding a sword who was the only one standing on the high platform, and his heart was turbulent.

Really won, with one of the four princes of White Emperor City, the twenty-one-year-old Lingzong Primary-Order Realm, and the Hidden Emperor List ranked thirty-sixth... and many other titles.

This young man is the real demon genius.

Looking at Lin Wushuang standing on the high platform, although the latter's spiritual power is now much more powerful, it can be said that anyone who comes to the stage can defeat Lin Wushuang now, but his eyes are still calm, the Shura sword intent is still around his body, and the profound aura makes people feel unfathomable.

This kind of atmosphere that spread on the field, and I unconsciously felt awe of Lin Wushuang, who only had the peak realm of the spirit general.

This atmosphere, that kind of awe, comes from the strength you have... The strong are respected.

No one would have thought that Lin Wushuang would win from Yin Qianjun's hands, or that Lin Jingzhi would be included.

"Little brother is really... Unfathomable, I don't even think that's his limit. Ouyang Qing sighed.

"Won, Xiaoshuang really won Yin Qianjun, after this battle, he will definitely become a young master on the side of the Xuanyuan Empire. Unconsciously, Lin Jingzhi was already in tears, and she felt extremely proud of Lin Wushuang.

Many people began to sigh in their hearts that with the strength of the Spirit Sect's peak realm, they actually defeated Yin Qianjun of the Lingzong Initial Realm with 220,000 catties of strength, and he also had the sword intent of the Soldier Realm, or the supreme artistic conception Shura, and the last sword was infinitely close to the ground-level mid-grade sword move.

Xie Xiaofeng and Wei Yuezhao couldn't believe it, their expressions were sluggish, they looked at Yin Qianjun lying in a pool of blood, life and death were unknown, they simply felt that this was a nightmare, the white-clothed son of the White Emperor City was so defeated, if they knew that the black-clothed son of the White Emperor City, Luo Ziqi, was also killed by Lin Wushuang, they must have fallen to the ground by now.

One of the Tianjiao of their White Emperor City, he used all kinds of means to lose to a little ghost at the peak of the spirit general realm.

Wu Yuexian, who was on the high platform of the quenched stone statue, had always been as light as water, even if she might not get the quenched stone statue, it would not cause any ripples in her mood, but Lin Wushuang's expression had to make her rub her eyes, exhale, and mutter, "The invincible Yin Qianjun has been defeated after all. 〞

Once the trip to Haotian Ancient City is over, and the matter is reported back to White Emperor City, the reputation of the Yin family may suffer a great blow, you must know that the Yin family is not just a successor to Yin Qianjun, this time not only was defeated by a ghost at the peak of the spirit realm, but also damaged the Yin family's few Xuan-level high-grade treasure weapon power demon fists, all of which will make Yin Qianjun suffer from the reproach of the elders in the family, and may even greatly reduce the cultivation resources.

In the future, if Yin Qianjun can't stand up, then he will be in a state of collapse and his future is worrying.

Just when the young masters present were still shocked, Lin Jingzhi took the lead in coming back to her senses and quickly moved to Lin Wushuang's side to protect him.

Looking at Lin Jingzhi's actions, everyone smiled bitterly, not to mention that Lin Wushuang was no longer in a perfect state, even now, no one had the courage to do it.

Lin Wushuang looked at Lin Jingzhi's actions, and felt heartwarming for a while, then sat up cross-legged, breathing the slightly chaotic spiritual power in his body, but he thought in his heart, this time it was really too big, I didn't expect that the heavenly forgiveness of the consummation realm actually took away seventy percent of the spiritual power on the body, and caused the chaos of the spiritual power of the life palace, and the feeling came out, the heavenly forgiveness of the consummation realm has not been fully exerted, the reason may be that the cultivation is too low, thinking of this wry smile, it doesn't seem to be a good thing to overthink, and the goal in the future is to first comprehend the heavenly speechless to Dacheng!

But... Sister Jingzhi's dragon power grass is in hand.

(If you think it's good-looking, can you enjoy a recommendation ticket?) I beg for collection and reward, Lin Wushuang thanked all the book friends. )

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