Elder Lan gritted his teeth, but for a moment, he couldn't think of any countermeasures.

Ling Xiaoye shook his big sword, and the dark sword body traveled back and forth, cutting through the body of this Lan Elder.

Most of the Lingming Mirror martial artists will not deliberately refine their bodies after cultivating to this realm.

But this is not to say that the physical strength of the Spirit Mirror Martial Arts is not as good as that of the Illusion God Realm.

On the contrary, because of the perception of Dao Yi, the body of the warrior will also become stronger with assimilation.

It's just that this process is quite slow.

Despite this, Ling Xiaoye's move was clearly felt, and there was a feeling of powerlessness. It's like hitting a ball of cotton, and you can't exert all your strength.

Elder Lan's originally tattered clothes were even more tattered after being crossed by Ling Xiaoye.

Moreover, the old man's body also had a shallow scar, and he was still bleeding.

After the attack, Ling Xiaoye obviously felt that this Elder Lan's aura was a little weaker.

However, this Elder Lan shouted angrily: "Junior, with your little ability, you want to hurt me?"

After speaking, these wounds began to heal slowly, leaving only a faint trace.

"Self-healing?"

Ling Xiaoye was surprised, it turned out that the ability of the Lingming Mirror Martial Arts was really not weak.

"Die!"

Elder Lan finally stopped guiding the Shadowless Shock, and he printed it with one hand, and a monstrous sense of anger and oppression followed.

Ling Xiaoye knew that this was Elder Lan's Dao intent attack.

But he was not afraid, Ling Xiaoye quickly put away the big sword, and by the way, wiped a few drops of blood from the tip of the sword that had just cut Elder Lan.

"Blood Explosion Curse!"

Ling Xiaoye resisted Elder Lan's shadowless power, quickly activating the inscription and transforming his power.

The power contained in these few drops of the blood of the Spirit Mirror powerhouse was not comparable to those Soul Sea Realm martial artists.

It was just a few drops, and after being transformed into power by Ling Xiaoye, it split into many small blood beads and flew towards Elder Lan.

In an instant, Ling Xiaoye flew upside down, igniting those small blood beads.

Thundered!

These small blood beads were small and powerful, and they actually exploded a large area of snow-colored mist, making a deafening sound.

What's even worse is that the fluctuations caused by the explosion spread in all directions.

This made the warrior monks who were hundreds of feet away feel shocked by this blood-colored explosion spell:

"Wow, isn't it, he can actually resist the power of the shadowless, and then blow up like this?"

"This head of the Qinglan Sect is too unexpected, not ordinarily powerful!"

"Oh my God, is he really just a Destiny Wheel Realm martial artist?"

"I don't know, but this time, Elder Lan is probably going to be seriously injured!"

"Well, just now, the head of the Qinglan Sect, a phantom attack, and then a close sword, in the end, there is such a powerful spell, it's too powerful. ”

......

While everyone felt the shock of the explosion, they also talked about the situation that could unfold.

Many people have always believed that this Elder Lan will win in the end.

But now in the blood mist in the sky, Elder Lan's figure did not appear, and there was no way to use his divine thoughts to investigate.

As a result, these martial arts monks began to have new thoughts about Ling Xiaoye: "This young man is really terrifying, but he is not inferior to a Lingming Mirror martial artist at a young age!"

"It seems that as I said a month ago, the head of Qinglanmen made a big fuss about the Han family, which is a fact!"

"Seeing is believing, now, I have really seen it, it turns out that there are such powerful characters in Qinglanmen!"

"Alright, get your stuff ready, and when they're done fighting, we'll visit this boy!"

......

Boom......

The essence blood that was ignited by Ling Xiaoye, the explosion still did not stop.

The blood-colored mist in the sky kept rolling, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on with Elder Lan inside.

But Ling Xiaoye still knew very well that his divine thoughts told him that Elder Lan was not dead, but still had breath.

So Ling Xiaoye pushed with one hand, and the flying knives that had been brewing a long time ago rushed into the blood mist like a tide.

Woohoo!

The rain of flying knives was not only numerous, but also very fast, and after a few breaths, it had already submerged into the blood mist.

After a moment, Ling Xiaoye said calmly: "Now, can you still fight?"

This sentence was obviously said to Elder Lan.

But when it came to the ears of the onlookers and warrior monks, it was quite harsh.

No one was optimistic before, but now he stands proudly to the end, which warrior monk doesn't feel that there is a problem with his vision?

After a while, in the blood mist, Elder Lan roared hoarsely: "Stinky little ghost, the old man will definitely kill you!"

After Ling Xiaoye heard this, he smiled, then took out his twin swords, and teleported into the blood mist with a phantom body.

After only fifteen breaths, Ling Xiaoye's plain clothes were covered with blood, but his face flew out very calmly.

At the same time, the figure of Elder Lan also appeared from the blood mist.

It's just that Ling Xiaoye flew out flat, while Elder Lan fell down.

What fell along with Elder Lan was an arm and a leg.

Everyone was shocked and understood what Ling Xiaoye had done in the fifteen breaths just now.

Fifteen breaths, cutting off a hand and leg of a Mirror powerhouse!

"This, this, this is too domineering!"

"Uh, don't you dare to do this to a strong man with two spiritual mirrors, aren't you afraid of revenge?"

"Hey, he's not even afraid of the martial artists of Lingmingjing, it is estimated that there are not many people in Yuanjing City who can defeat him!"

"It makes sense, they all have such strength, except for some hidden old monsters, or some great elders of the gate sect, etc., it is possible to defeat him, and for the rest, I don't think it's a big problem!"

"Heroes come out of teenagers, today's unfair battle has an unexpected ending, which is really admirable!"

......

Ling Xiaoye didn't care what these people said about him, he just took Elder Lan's Qiankun bag and Xuanbing short sword, and prepared to fly back to the Flying Heaven Treasure Ship and have a round with everyone in Qinglanmen.

Just as he flew back, Shen Nian suddenly sensed a strange aura, like a high-altitude attack!

"Not good!"

Ling Xiaoye secretly operated the Phantom Body, and immediately teleported away from his previous position.

As soon as he left the distance of more than thirty zhang, he felt a new aura of attack.

"Who is it?"

Ling Xiaoye was shocked in his heart, he knew that although his Phantom Body Movement was not a top-level exercise, it could teleport to dozens of zhang in one breath, or even outside of Bai Laizhang, which could be described as extremely flexible.

Now he has been attacked twice in a row, but he can't even figure out where his opponent is.

Sou!

Another hit!

Ling Xiaoye deliberately didn't move too far this time, he saw a translucent arrow phantom, flying behind him.

Whoosh ......

Three other arrows and phantom attacks are also coming!

(End of chapter)

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