"Illusion?"

Sensing the changes around him, Lin Xuan smiled faintly.

Being able to turn an entire balcony into an endless grave, it seems that these people have really paid a lot of money.

And although the illusion is fictional, it is quite real, and the ghosts in it are not fake, but real ghosts.

"Hmph, you only know now, it's late."

Zhao Jun snorted coldly, if the illusion exists, Lin Xuan's strength will be greatly reduced, but they are like fish in water inside, and they will definitely be able to kill Lin Xuan.

"What nonsense to talk to him, take advantage of his unpreparedness at this time, and do it directly."

Zhang Feng was short-tempered, holding a scimitar, his body rushed in front of Lin Xuan like a ghost, and the scimitar was raised and slashed down.

This knife came down, the strength was thousands, like a hill falling down, where could mortals stop it?

"It's good to come."

Wu Song's eyes were hot, his favorite was this kind of power-type opponent, a hard-fought battle, and the fight was enjoyable.

As soon as he grabbed it with both hands, the magic gloves that Lin Xuan gave him were put on both hands, and then, his left hand was raised, turning his fist into a grasp, and he directly grabbed the scimitar in mid-air in his hand.

"What a domineering power!"

Zhang Feng's face changed, and the force of the shock from the scimitar shook his mouth, which showed that the strength of the other party was stronger than him.

"Not good!"

But in the next second, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wu Song's right fist, which flashed an afterimage and smashed it into his chest.

After seeing Wu Song's strength, he didn't dare to take this punch hard.

He immediately drew his scimitar, only to hear the scimitar rub against Wu Song's gloves, making an unpleasant sound, and then he retreated violently, bringing up the remnant of the Dao, and the strength of his fist penetrated his remnant, and smashed into a tomb not far away.

Bang!

The voided tomb exploded into flying ashes, turned into gray light and dissipated, and the evil ghosts hidden in it were shattered, screaming and directly annihilated by flying ashes.

"I didn't expect you to not only have amazing strength, but also the boxing skills you have mastered are so powerful, it seems that this time, it will not work hard if you don't work hard."

Zhang Feng saw a scene in the distance, stopped, and said with an ugly expression.

"Desperate? It's up to you, even if you risk your life, you can't beat me, so kneel down obediently. Wu Song sneered.

"Hmph, you are very strong, but after all, you are a heroic spirit, there is no entity, your weakness is too obvious." Zhang Feng snorted coldly and took out a small scimitar pendant from his arms, only the size of a palm, but the momentum emanating from this pendant was stronger than the big knife in his hand.

"This scimitar pendant is the secret treasure of my scimitar door, with a supreme murderous aura on it, not to mention that you are at least a mere soul body, even if the body is still there, it will definitely not be able to stop the fierce aura in it, I have been wearing it with me, blocking many crises for me, today, you can see him, and he is considered to have died unjustly."

"It's noisy."

Wu Song's face was cold, his fists clenched violently, and his feet moved, carrying the momentum of thunder, and smashed towards Zhang Feng.

"Good time."

Zhang Feng sneered, and threw his hand, and the scimitar pendant rose into the air, emitting a faint red light, in that red light, there seemed to be countless unjust souls screaming, and the murderous aura contained in it had been solidified into substance, as if a killing god had appeared.

When Wu Song's soul body was shrouded in red light, a faint layer of green smoke immediately appeared, and a burning sensation hit him, making him frown.

"Haha...... I've seen it, Elder Zhao, this Heroic Spirit has been entangled by me, you can go and kill that kid. Zhang Feng said coldly.

"Good!"

Zhao Jun was overjoyed and hurriedly came down.

In his opinion, this Heroic Spirit is much stronger than Lin Xuanna, he originally planned to join forces with Zhang Feng and solve the Heroic Spirit first, but he didn't expect that Zhang Feng would restrain the Heroic Spirit alone.

In this way, he would be able to free up his hands to kill Lin Xuan.

"Lin Xuan, suffer death!"

Zhao Jun jumped out in one step, and the string of prayer beads in his hand was held in his hand, and he threw it casually, and immediately turned into more than ten rope-like rays of light, locking Lin Xuan, and in that light, there were also evil ghosts after Dao refining, biting towards Lin Xuan.

These evil ghosts seemed to bite Lin Xuan's body, but they were actually aiming at Lin Xuan's soul.

"Just a ghost, you want to hurt me too?" Lin Xuan sneered, as soon as his body shook, those ghosts were shocked and fainted, and then his heart moved, and the Taiji Yin and Yang Sword appeared in front of him like a living thing, and under his mind, a sword cut those rays of light away.

"What a magic sword."

Zhao Jun's face changed greatly when he saw it, Lin Xuan's weapon seemed to be stronger than what they investigated, the magic weapon has a spirit, that is the level of the magic weapon, and it is out of the category of artifacts.

Just like the string of rosaries in his hand, it is also a magic weapon, but it is just an imitation, which can play the role of a magic weapon, but the power is greatly reduced.

But what Lin Xuan had in his hand was a genuine magic sword.

"It's troublesome, I didn't investigate it at the beginning, this kid has a magic sword in his hand."

Zhao Jun's face was ugly, he wanted to suppress Lin Xuan with the rosary in his hand, but he was broken by the opponent's magic sword.

Now he is passive.

"Come and don't be rude, you can also taste my sword."

The Tai Chi Yin and Yang Sword returned to his hand, Lin Xuan took a sword in the air, and the sword skyrocketed instantly, slashing towards Zhao Jun like a bulldozer, and the ground and tombs along the way were all cut open, and those evil ghosts were all shattered under the sword, and before they even had time to scream, their souls were scattered.

And the sword light did not pause at all, and came to Zhao Jun in the blink of an eye.

"What an amazing sword aura."

Zhao Jun was so pierced by the sword that his eyes were almost unable to open, he shouted angrily, threw out the string of prayer beads that had been much dimmed again, and immediately turned into a gray cover, enveloping him in it.

"Dang!"

The sword slashed on the cover, and immediately a very obvious crack appeared, and after holding on for less than ten seconds, the entire cover was broken, and the string of prayer beads exploded into pieces with a bang.

"Ah......h

Zhao Jun screamed, and in a panic, he took out a few more talismans and threw them out, and then raised his scimitar to block it.

Poof!

Like a sharp kitchen knife slashing through tofu, under the sword, Zhao Jun and his scimitar were directly split in half from the left and right, and the corpse collapsed to the ground, not even having time to scream.

"Whoosh!"

The moment the corpse fell, Zhao Jun's soul flew out directly, wanting to escape, Lin Xuan stretched out his hand, and directly pulled his soul back, and after devouring it, he threw it into the ghost pet space.

"With this bit of strength, you dare to provoke me? I really don't know whether to live or die. ”

Lin Xuan smiled disdainfully.

Zhao Jun's strength is about the same as platinum level five, which is not weak, but in front of him, it is still not enough.

(End of chapter)