A dazzling white thunder sword, with the power of Haoran Sword Intent and Void Destruction, pierced An Lin's body.

This is the only way An Lin can think of to keep Liu Qianhuan alive.

There was a thunderstorm that fell on him unexpectedly, and then it was absorbed and shattered by him.

Then this time, he can also do the same thing, and transfer the target of the Thunder Tribulation to himself.

Obviously, he succeeded, the white thunder sword successfully pierced through his body, and the destructive force blew An Lin's chest to blacken, and a mouthful of blood spat out.

"An Lin!" Liu Qianhuan's shout came.

Her body moved, wanting to get close to An Lin, but unexpectedly, a majestic power of heaven and earth suddenly came.

Liu Qianhuan only felt that the supreme power was devouring her body, and her body was instantly hit hard, and she vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't worry about me! I'm fine! An Lin took a deep breath, the power of the God of War Body had already been completely activated, and the vast and powerful body kept resisting and digesting this terrifying thunder sword.

At the same moment, a power that was supreme yang and pure, and contained supreme sword intent, began to slowly flow into An Lin's sea of qi because it was suppressed by the body of the god of war.

An Qilin, who was riding a whale, looked up at the sky and saw that there was white thunder covering the high air of the sea of qi, and the sword intent was immense, but even the white flame Suzaku was frightened away from everything.

But he fearlessly jumped into the air, opened his mouth excitedly, and rushed towards the infinite white thunder of the sea of qi.

"Boom Boom ......"

An Qilin was in An Lin's sea of qi, and he devoured the power of the white thunder sword to his heart's content.

At the same moment, the huge thunder sword inserted in An Lin's chest began to slowly become smaller, and its power became smaller and smaller, and finally it could not be supported, and began to collapse into countless white thunders, wrapping An Lin's whole body.

Bai Zhong, Kong Mohan, Liu Qianhuan, and thousands of students were all stunned.

Even the Heavenly Emperor involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

They actually saw a happy expression on An Lin's face!

Yes, except for the pain on his face when he was hit by the sword just now, when he eased up to absorb the power of the heavenly thunder, he began to squint his eyes.

His body trembled slightly, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he actually showed a happy smile.

"An Lin, is this enjoying it?"

"I guess it's going to laugh when it hurts?"

"I will."

"Hey, bro, you seem to have exposed something."

"An Lin is worthy of being the Venerable Sun Thunder, and only a fierce man like him can tease and control the Heavenly Thunder, and reap happiness under the attack of the Heavenly Thunder!"

"Is it really cool to be struck by lightning? I want to try ...... too."

The students looked at the man above the sky with awe and fanatism, and that image would probably become one of the most profound memories of their school life.

When Xu Xiaolan saw this scene, she glanced at An Lin with a complicated expression, and wondered in her heart, is he okay with this?

The dark clouds above the sky slowly dissipated, and the bright sky light fell from above, making people suddenly feel bright.

An Lin also completely eliminated the thunder sword, and a white thunder light cloak appeared on An Qilin's body, and the powerful sword intent stirred around, so frightened that the little whale couldn't help but tremble.

Hey, what the hell is a cape?

Could it be ...... A cloak equals clothes?!

When An Lin saw this scene, his heart was ecstatic.

Isn't the condition for him to advance to the late stage of the god transformation is to add a good-looking dress to An Qilin, and the cloak is also considered a dress, right?! He impatiently looked at the system, which was dim and did not show that the task was complete.

An Lin was lost for a while, it didn't seem right, that didn't count.

Bang! His sea of qi suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, An Qilin gave him some kind of strength feedback, which gave him a few more understandings of Lei Yidao, which was about the sword intent of thunder. To put it simply, even the power of the white thunder sword, he will also use it......

Liu Qianhuan saw that An Lin was safe and sound, and smiled, and a pair of smart purple eyes regained their former brilliance, looking delicate and moving.

A crisp "click......" sounded.

I saw that the phantom of the ancient sword that shrouded her body suddenly cracked.

"Poof......" A mouthful of red blood spat out from Liu Qianhuan's mouth.

An Lin's face changed, and he shouted at her, "Senior Sister Liu, are you okay?" ”

Kong Mohan, who was also a top sword cultivator, seemed to think of something when he saw Liu Qianhuan's state, and a solemn look appeared on his face: "It's not good!" Her Thunder Tribulation is less, and the Dao Intent of the Sword has not been polished by the Thunder Tribulation, and it is missing! In other words, if she can't take advantage of this thunder tribulation to polish her skills, it will be difficult for her cultivation to advance in the future. ”

Everyone's faces changed when they heard this, and they looked up at the sky, the dark clouds had already dispersed, where was there any thunderstorm!

Could it be that this catastrophe is destined to be a regret?

Liu Qianhuan's face is poignant, and the two tear stains are still faintly visible, which makes people feel pity.

But after hearing Kong Mohan's words, she smiled, there was no decay and decadence on her face, and her voice was crisp and cheerful: "It's okay, it's good to be able to pick up a life!" The body of the god has been forged, and I still have more than 10,000 years of life, what are you afraid of? ”

Click...... Countless cracks appeared in the phantom of the ancient sword, the bronze brilliance gradually dimmed, and the once arrogant and transcendent sword Dao intent, like a castle in the air, could dissipate and collapse at any time.

When everyone saw this scene, they felt their hearts being pinched, and some people couldn't even bear to look at it anymore.

An Lin clenched his fists, and there was disbelief on his face.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he took a deep breath and hooked the void with his fingertips again.

"Click......"

White thunder light resurfaced in the void, carrying an endless sword intent.

This feeling of déjà vu......

Liu Qianhuan's purple eyes looked at An Lin, and the whole person was stunned.

Not only her, but everyone turned their eyes to An Lin, with shock, doubt, and excitement.

"Will you believe me?" An Lin asked.

Liu Qianhuan nodded and smiled: "Hmm." ”

"Then try?"

With a wave of An Lin's hand, the white thunder light formed a thunder sword, and the supreme sword intent erupted.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Liu Qianhuan didn't know why, she was convinced of the man in front of her, as if the man himself was worthy of her trust, which was a strange sense of security.

Bang! The white thunder sword stabbed at Liu Qianhuan.

Liu Qianhuan ran his mind, and the sword intent in his body rose again.

Bang! In the midst of the explosion of thunder, the crack of the ancient sword phantom began to heal slowly.

Everyone's hearts jumped, and they almost shouted excitedly.

Useful!

The power that An Lin exerted this time came from Liu Qianhuan's Heavenly Tribulation, so the use of this thunder sword power itself was very consistent with Liu Qianhuan. It is also unexpected and reasonable to be able to play the same role as the Thunder Tribulation.

"But it's not enough...... An Lin pulled the thunder again, and another white thunder sword stabbed at Liu Qianhuan.

Boom Boom Boom ...... Between the explosions of thunder and light, Liu Qianhuan's sword path intention began to be gradually polished.

In the end, in front of everyone's eyes, Liu Qianhuan's sword intent rushed straight into the sky, roaring with joy.

A sword intent that seemed to come from the great transcendence and great freedom made ten thousand swords rejoice again.

This time it was not surrender, but the power of Ten Thousand Swords Qi Ming to follow Liu Qianhuan.

Liu Qianhuan Lotus moved lightly, and every step was in an extremely small Heavenly Sword Phantom.

The body is incarnated as a sword, all things are a sword, and heaven and earth are a sword.

The void she stepped on could also be a sword.

Kong Mohan's body trembled slightly, and he said with an extremely excited expression: "A true peerless sword immortal has finally been born!" ”

Liu Qianhuan stepped on the void and came to An Lin's face, and the edge of his purple eyes faded, leaving only the moving autumn water.

The breeze blows, and the long hair dances to the heartstrings.

"Thank you, An Lin, senior sister rewarded you with a hug!" She didn't wait for An Lin to speak, smiled playfully, pretended to say something frivolously, and walked over and hugged each other deeply.

An Lin only felt a burst of fragrance blowing, and then his body, which was as soft as jade, was in his arms.

He froze there, still feeling the woman's hot body heat and the hands clasping his back.

The man who once needed his own protection can now be relied on......

Liu Qianhuan closed his eyes, tasted it carefully, and finally slowly let go of his hands and took a few steps back.

She looked at An Lin, who was still stunned, and tilted her head and smiled slightly.

The smile was stunning, with the arrogance of a sword fairy, and a little more intimate and delicate.

She spoke again, "Thank you! ”

An Lin came back to his senses at this time, waved his hand again and again, and said, "No thanks, it should be!" ”

Not far away, the corners of Xu Xiaolan's mouth twitched slightly.