Click!

The surrounding rocks cracked, and the two forces turned into wind blades, destroying everything within a radius of fifty meters.

Zhao Xue's body was like duckweed, floating into the distance.

"Flame Kill!"

Han Zhen stirred the spear, and a dark red flame appeared on the fiery red spear head.

The flame may be small, but the energy contained on it is amazing.

As soon as it appeared, the entire void trembled.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, as an inscription master, his soul power was outstanding, so he could naturally understand the horror of that flame even more.

Break!

Spears surged, creating a terrifying fire attack.

Casting the wind and thunder step, Lin Xuan's body disappeared in place, and he did not choose to resist.

It's not that he's scared, sometimes he retreats to better attack.

The sword slashed as if a dragon's groan, and the sharp blade pierced through the dark red flames, colliding with astonishing sparks.

"Wind Emperor's sword!"

A sword stabbed out, and Lin Xuan's swordsmanship changed drastically, becoming erratic.

Like an antelope hanging horns, a meteor outside the sky, this sword completely melted into the wind and lost its traces.

"What?"

Han Zhen's face changed drastically, except for fighting Meng Yan, he felt dangerous for the first time among his peers.

Lin Xuan's sword, he couldn't see it clearly, let alone block it.

"This guy is not very old, and his swordsmanship is so good!" Han Zhen's face was gloomy, he withdrew his spear and danced beside him, forming a momentum of wind and fire, and carefully defended.

Shout!

There were slight fluctuations in the air, and a dazzling sword aura flew out, heading straight for Han Zhen's vital point.

The sword bolt went straight past his defenses, and it was about to slash at him.

"How is that possible!"

Han Zhen changed color again, he didn't believe that Lin Xuan would be able to pass through his defenses.

However, the facts are in front of us.

"Flame Agility Armor!"

Han Zhen let out a low snort, and his body was red, as if a flame flew out.

On the surface of his body, a bright red spiritual armor like fire quickly formed, setting him off like a fire god.

Jingling!

The Autumn Scar Sword slashed into the flame armor, and a metallic roar rang out.

The Great Dragon's sword intent was extremely sharp, and the autumn water-like sword light was imprinted on Han Zhen's face, making his body tremble.

The flame armor shone brightly, but still a small crack was cut open.

For Lin Xuan, this was enough.

The Great Dragon's sword intent surged, quickly seeping into the armor, and that fierce aura began to continuously destroy the flame spirit armor.

"Get out of here!"

Han Zhen's heart trembled, and the spiritual power on his body surged, forming a binding force, and he wanted to jam Lin Xuan's long sword.

At the same time, he swung his fist and slammed it out.

On top of the sandbag-sized fist, there was a magma-like color, like a piece of red-hot iron, with a terrifying heat.

This punch hit Lin Xuan's head from the bottom up.

If you hit, you'll be killed.

However, Lin Xuan obviously would not sit still.

When Han Zhen moved, he had already moved.

On the arm, copper thunder patterns emerged, and the power of violent thunder and lightning beaten, like nine days of thunder, exploded violently.

Thunder and lightning flashed, striking above the fist of fire, making a sound like a flash flood.

In the distance, Zhao Xue frowned, and her body retreated again.

A moment later, where she had stood, the ground exploded and was charred black.

After the roar, Han Zhen's qi and blood rolled, and the pain of concentration made his face pale.

His arm was numb and unconscious.

"Impossible, you are a sword cultivator, how can your body be so strong!" Han Zhen screamed.

He was really blinded, and in his cognition, the attack power of sword cultivation was powerful, far surpassing that of the same level.

But correspondingly, their own defense system is very weak, and many swordsmen wear high-grade armor to make up for this shortcoming.

Han Zhen knew this, so he didn't attack Lin Xuan's heart and other parts.

However, Lin Xuan directly fought with him for physical strength, and it was far better than him!

With a successful blow, Lin Xuan's long sword pierced again.

The Great Dragon Sword Intent struck again, and there seemed to be a dragon head manifestation behind Lin Xuan.

Burst!

The Flame Spirit Armor was sliced through a thumb-sized hole, and a stream of blood flew out.

Sou!

Han Zhen endured the pain in his body and quickly retreated to the rear.

He didn't dare to get close to Lin Xuan at all now, so he could only dodge from afar.

"If you dare to hurt me, I'll fight with you!"

Han Zhen's eyes erupted with anger, even if he fought with Meng Yan, he had never suffered such an injury.

The spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and the flames on his body were shining three feet long.

"Hmph!" Lin Xuan snorted coldly.

Bang!

A low roar came from Han Zhen's body, like fried beans.

Immediately after, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was as pale as paper, and fine beads of sweat instantly covered his whole body.

"You, you ......"

Han Zhen half-knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.

Just now, the golden arc remaining in his body exploded, blowing him up into internal injuries, and now the spiritual power in his body is very chaotic, and he can't even exert half of his strength.

"You're very strong, but it won't be so easy next time!" Han Zhen swallowed a few life-saving pills and said viciously.

"Do you think I'll let you go?" Lin Xuan smiled angrily.

This guy first wanted to kill him, but now he dares to say cruel words when he loses.

"You, you dare to kill me, I'm a core disciple of the Earth Fire Sect!" Han Zhen screamed.

He really didn't think that someone would dare to move the people of the Earth Fire Sect.

"Hmph, I won't kill you, but I want to teach you a lesson!" Lin Xuan said coldly, "I'm not a free martial arts gym here, and I'm not your sparring partner!"

"Giving you a choice, leave a storage ring, or a hand!"

Feeling Lin Xuan's cold gaze, Han Zhen was really scared, he didn't doubt that Lin Xuan really dared to kill him.

However, he was indeed unwilling to let him hand over the storage ring.

There, but he has all his belongings!

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

Lin Xuan counted in a deep voice, and the long sword in his hand slowly raised.

"Storage ring!" Han Zhen screamed.

He took off the dark red ring, threw it on the ground, and ran away quickly.

Sucking the storage ring into his hand, Lin Xuan's soul power probed in, and a hint of joy suddenly appeared.

It really deserves to be a three-star sect, and its net worth is rich.

There are nearly one million lower-grade spirit stones, several Xuan-level top-level martial arts, and a spirit-level lower-grade martial arts.

Among them, there are three human-level high-grade treasures and one Xuan-level lower-grade treasure.

These are almost all the net worth of Lin Xuan before he entered the underground world!

"I wish people like this would come more often. Lin Xuan said lightly.

Zhao Xue walked over and gave him a helpless look.

"For you!" Lin Xuan threw a short sword to Zhao Xue.

"Xuanjie Inferior Treasure Weapon!" Zhao Xue snorted, a look of surprise.

"Those who see have a share. Lin Xuan shrugged, he was very wealthy now, and he didn't care about a Xuan-level lower-grade treasure weapon at all.

A foot-long short sword, dark red throughout, glowing in the moonlight, like a bloodthirsty eye.

"Thank you!" Zhao Xue suddenly approached and kissed Lin Xuan on the face.