Chapter 287: Waste Sword

The whole scene was silent for a moment, and only a slight breathing sound could be heard.

Zhao Haoyuan's face changed wildly, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, retreating in front of the senior brothers of the division, and finally felt a little more at ease.

Then, he looked at the entrance of the secret realm, and saw a person he least wanted to see slowly walking towards this side.

"Eun Gong!"

"Brother Lin."

"Lynn Gong!"

In the Star Dou Gate, many people shouted happily, Lin Xuan was in the secret realm before, blocking the demon cat for them, they thought that Lin Xuan was a mortal situation, but when they saw Lin Xuan come out, they were immediately excited.

Wang Yan put away his sword, hurriedly greeted him, and laughed happily: "Engong, it's great that you're okay." ”

"Well, there was a delay in it, so I came out a little late, which worries you."

Lin Xuan's heart was warm, whether it was Wang Yan or everyone in Xingdoumen, they all sincerely cared about him.

"Since Eungong is out, let's get out of here first." Wang Yan said.

"There's no hurry."

Lin Xuan shook his head.

Before he came out, he saw Zhao Haoyuan defeat Wang Yan with the power of the holy weapon, and he shamelessly showed off, such a person, how could Lin Xuan let him be happy?

He asked Wang Yan to go back first, and he slowly came to the front of the people in Xuanmen, and said with a light smile: "Zhao Haoyuan, I'm here, didn't you say that you were going to abolish me?" ”

"Come on, I won't bully you, just use the holy weapon in your hand, and let me see the true power of the holy weapon."

"Really?"

Zhao Haoyuan was excited.

No matter how strong you are, you have to lie on your stomach in front of the holy sword.

Although this holy weapon of his was an imitation, it was infinitely powerful, and he only used thirty percent of his power just now to easily defeat Wang Yan.

He had fought against Lin Xuan, and with Lin Xuan's strength, it was impossible for him to be his opponent at all.

"Seriously!" Lin Xuan said lightly.

He didn't care about any holy artifact, let alone an imitation.

"Okay, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you."

Zhao Haoyuan licked his lips, thinking that he would be able to defeat Lin Xuan immediately, he couldn't help but be excited, he had waited for this moment, he had waited too long.

He had even thought about it, and after defeating Lin Xuan, he would humiliate the other party fiercely, and if he had the opportunity, he would "accidentally" abolish the other party's cultivation when he made a move.

When the other party becomes a waste, isn't it for him to be bullied?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, Zhao Haoyuan violently swung the holy sword in his hand and slashed at Lin Xuan.

With this sword, he exerted all his strength, and the power of a sword actually oppressed the air, only to see that in the void, a fierce sword wind swayed, rolling up, carrying the sword momentum, and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

"It's very strong."

Lin Xuan smiled indifferently, and the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Sword in his hand swept lightly.

Poof!

Like a balloon deflated, the sword wind was directly torn apart, and the sword momentum in it was also lightly slapped by Lin Xuan with the sword body, and disappeared invisibly.

Karma?

Seeing Zhao Haoyuan's imposing sword, it was so easily scattered by Lin Xuan's sword, and the people around who were waiting to watch the show suddenly looked disappointed.

They were also looking forward to a wonderful battle between the two, but who would have thought that it would be a little less flavorful.

"That young man is a bit strong, when did the Star Dou Sect produce such an awesome disciple?"

"Stupid, that person is not using the seven-star sword of the Star Dou Gate, and he is definitely not a person from the Star Dou Gate, maybe he is just familiar with Wang Yan and the others."

"I'll go, where did this fierce man come from? It's so ferocious, it's impossible not to have heard of it. ”

"Shhh...... I seem to remember someone. ”

"Who?"

Countless people looked over, only to see that the person who was inhaling the cool air hesitated for a moment before saying: "Some time ago, there was a fierce man in Haijiao City, who abolished Kenshin Daozi, and this matter spread very much, and I was fortunate to have seen a photo of that fierce man from a friend, and it seems to be him." ”

"Damn, is that him? What the hell is this! ”

"Zhao Haoyuan even dares to provoke such a fierce man, is he brain-dead?"

"He has a pseudo-holy weapon in his hand, maybe he can win?"

"Fart, the sword in the hand of the sword heart Daozi is not ordinary, not to mention, there are also two fourth-generation disciples of the Northern Sect Maoshan, who have been abolished by Brother Mengren."

After knowing Lin Xuan's ability, everyone was extremely shocked.

This is a pervert, whoever provokes who is unlucky.

At this time, everyone's eyes looking at Zhao Haoyuan were full of sympathy.

Are Pseudo-Hallows terrific? In the face of absolute strength, it is still useless.

"Your sword is over, next, try my sword."

Lin Xuan waved the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Sword in his hand, and a simple and unpretentious sword light slashed towards Zhao Haoyuan from the bottom up.

The sword was three or four meters long, and it looked quite spectacular.

"Not good!"

When a sword appeared, Zhao Haoyuan felt a strong sense of crisis coming, his face changed wildly, and he kept retreating, but his speed was far less than the speed of the sword.

That sword light gradually enlarged in his pupils, and he could only barely raise the pseudo-holy weapon in his hand, trying to block this sword light.

Click!

Hearing only a crisp sound, in Zhao Haoyuan's horrified gaze, the holy sword in his hand actually appeared one after another spider web-like cracks, and then, those cracks became longer and longer, and after a while, they shattered into countless pieces with a bang.

Dangdang!

The splinters smashed to the ground and turned into scrap metal, and the sword disappeared after shattering the pseudo-holy weapon.

And Zhao Haoyuan held the bare hilt of the sword in his hand and was stunned.

The holy sword was broken!

This is a treasure in the sect, and they are usually reluctant to take it out and use it, and this time they were brought down the mountain for the sake of the secret realm trial, but they didn't expect that they would be smashed by someone outside this secret realm.

Zhao Haoyuan's body suddenly trembled, the holy sword was shattered, and he, a sword-wielding disciple, would inevitably be severely punished when he returned to the sect.

"Sacred Sword ......"

Zhao Haoyuan squatted down tremblingly, trying to pick up those sword blade fragments, but to no avail, after they were broken, those sword blade fragments were already scrap iron.

After a while, Zhao Haoyuan finally gave up, he stood up with a pale face, and glared at Lin Xuan, who had a calm expression: "You dare to destroy the treasure of my Xuanmen." ”

"I'm ruined, what about you?" Lin Xuan said lightly.

"I ......"

Zhao Haoyuan was dumbfounded instantly, what could he do? How dare he?

Even the Holy Sword had been destroyed, and he no longer had the courage to face Lin Xuan.

"I just charged some interest just now, now it's time to calculate, you bullied my friend's account......" Lin Xuan glanced at Zhao Haoyuan with disdain, and then walked over slowly.

Zhao Haoyuan's face changed wildly: "What else do you want to do?" ”

Lin Xuan didn't speak, and when he was very close to Zhao Haoyuan, in the Xuanmen, a young man who was a few years older than Zhao Haoyuan came out, stopped him and said coldly: "You have to spare people, you have abolished the Holy Sword of Xuanmen, don't deceive people too much." ”

Lin Xuan glanced at the young man, and after half a sound, he spit out a word: "Get out!" ”

Hearing this, the young man was stunned, and the others were also dumbfounded.

My mother, Lin Xuan is too crazy, it's really better to be famous than to meet!