Lin Junxuan shot out five earth-shattering sword qi in a row, and in the dantian, the 'Purple Lightning Like a Wheel' Dao Talisman that turned into a supreme true demon bar in the form of purple qi dimmed a lot. 【Reading.com】

"Senior brother, yes, since you use a sword, then I will use arrows against you...... 'Ling Chi Sword Formation!'" Seven zhang away, Yan Quan rushed out of the chaotic air flow, stepped on his feet, and jumped high into the air. He pinched the road with one hand, danced for a long time, looked mighty, and shouted "Duh!" in his mouth.

In the midst of the loud shouts, a six-inch-long ice sword poured out of thin air, densely like a swarm of locusts appeared around him, these long swords were smooth, although they were only composed of ice, but they were suspended in the air one by one, and when they vibrated each other, the sound was the sound of gold and iron, as if it was really made of metal

"Go!"

With a wave of his fingers, the sky was full of cold and ice-filled small swords, like crazy fish, with an irregular trajectory, with a "sizzle" sharp roar, pouring down from the air.

The ice swords in the sky broke through the air, and the ice swords were clearly reflected in Lin Junxuan's pitch-black pupils, and at this moment, Lin Junxuan felt a great pressure.

"Qiyao Shooting Fight!" Lin Junxuan shouted violently, his five fingers loosened, and the Chixiao long sword in his hand 'Weng' roared, broke out of the air, and hung in front of him. It was too late, it was too fast, and the sword light of the Chixiao Long Sword rose sharply, as if it had been greatly replenished, and shot out.

"Yin!" The Chixiao long sword just flew out of two zhang, and suddenly stopped, and then the mutation protruded, and in a burst of dragon groans, the disciples of the sect in the hall clearly saw that on the Chixiao long sword, seven lines were as thin as fingers, and the fiery red sword qi burst out from the sword body, reaching the top of the hall, and then blasted down towards the dense six-inch ice sword group with a thunderous momentum!

"Boom!" Seven sword qi fell, like a giant whale falling into the sea, more than half of the ice swords were instantly stirred into powder, and the sky was full of ice chips wrapped in sword qi and burst out in all directions, and the hall was suddenly filled with a thick cold mist.

"Bang!"

"Qiyao Shooting Bucket" came out, Lin Junxuan didn't look at it, and with a flick of his foot, it shot out to the right side like a shock, and with another flick, it shot out towards Yan Quan in the air.

Yan Quan's situation at this time was like facing two enemies, one was the Chixiao Supreme True Demon Bar Gang providing a long sword, and the other was Lin Junxuan himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lin Junxuan's figure shooting out, Yan Quan didn't mess up at all, he sneered directly in his heart, pinched the Dao Jue with his left hand again, and the 'square inch palm' was condensed in his hand again.

"Duh!" Yan Quan drank in a deep voice, and his right palm was about to slap. Suddenly, I only heard the sound of 'groaning', and a red lightning shot out from the corner of my eye.

"It's not good, it's his flying sword!" Yan Quan has been in the sect for more than ten years, and in terms of combat experience, he is far from being comparable to Dongfang Jade. Seeing the Chixiao long sword shooting through the air, it was not chaotic at all. The thought in my heart was racing, and I had an idea in an instant.

"Fang Cun Palm!" In the midst of the loud shouting, Yan Quan's right palm came out, and a huge cyan palm print blasted out and slapped on the Chixiao Long Sword, and the sword qi in the Chixiao Long Sword was almost consumed after the 'Qiyao Shooting Bucket', and then it was slapped by the 'Fang Cun Palm Print', and with a 'hum', it flew out.

"Bang!"

With a palm slapping the 'Red Night Long Sword' Yan Quan withdrew and punched again, just blocking Lin Junxuan's attack from under him, and between the lightning and fire, he easily dissolved Lin Junxuan's attack and directly accessed the master's demeanor.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. I'm not a junior disciple of the East, and I know a lot about martial arts," Yan Quan stared at Lin Junxuan's eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, with a touch of sarcasm and banter. With his right hand up, Yan Quan was only ready to end the battle with a 'square inch palm'.

At this moment, Yan Quan heard Lin Junxuan's mantra in his ears to understand Taoism-

"Soul-" Lin Junxuan retracted one hand like lightning, and then quickly sealed, and then his five fingers were stretched, and he once again clasped Yan Quan's subconsciously blasted fist. As soon as his eyes were closed, Lin Junxuan's consciousness sank into the sea of consciousness like lightning, in the depths of the sea of consciousness, the Western White Tiger Seven Nights hung high, and when Lin Junxuan made his hand print, he saw the light and dark changes of the star power of the 'White Tiger Fierce Star' in the sky.

"Roar!" In the sky-shattering bombardment, over the pitch-black sea of consciousness, the White Tiger Star turned into a meteor and fell. fell to the ground and turned into a white-fronted giant tiger. With a single movement, the four claws flew out and disappeared into the darkness.

"Soul word mantra!" Yan Quan recognized the handprint made by Lin Junxuan, and suddenly a feeling of crying and laughing came to his heart. In the Fang Cun Sect, as long as the disciples who have reached the middle grade of Jindan, there is probably no one who does not know the handprint of the word 'soul'. This is the secret method of the sect to cross the bottleneck and reach the four grades of Jindan. This kind of mantra secret method is only used as an auxiliary, and there is no attack power at all.

With a bitter smile in his heart, Yan Quan's right hand did not hesitate, and with a palm print, the big cyan palm print fell.

"Lost," Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall had basically seen the result, although Lin Junxuan lost, it was surprising that he could fight with Yan Quan to such a point.

Seeing that the big handprint transformed by the 'square inch palm' fell inch by inch, suddenly, just a few feet away from the top of Lin Junxuan's head, Yan Quan only felt that it was dark in front of him, and only heard a fierce tiger roar in his ears, and then a violent, fierce, and sinister sword intent was like a tide, overwhelming the sky, it was the pure fierce power of the white tiger, Lin Junxuan through the soul word handprint, this white tiger supreme true demon gang provided the pure will to destroy in the star power, and guided it into Yan Quan's body.

Although Yan Quan was a cultivator of the middle grade of Jindan, his mental cultivation was far from the point of bearing this pure White Tiger Star will, otherwise he would not have sneered at Lin Junxuan several times and disdained to stand up for Fang Zheng, Fang Yuan, and Fang Xiao. In fact, ordinary cultivators didn't have to have the ability to withstand this kind of White Tiger's ferocious will at all, and cultivating the sixteen other four-line Dao techniques was far less demanding on the mind.

"Roar!" In the depths of Yan Quan's pitch-black and boundless sea of consciousness, a white-fronted giant tiger with hanging eyes appeared in it. The tiger's head held up the sky, the tiger's claws probed to the bottom, lying in the depths of the entire consciousness, and in the roar, I saw the huge white tiger standing on the top of the sky stretching out its claws and grabbing it. Yan Quan only felt that his soul was torn apart, and with a whoop of blood, he spurted out a mouthful of blood arrows, and his face was as white as paper.

"Jun Xuan, stop!" This voice was under the portrait of the three-star patriarch of the slanting moon, and the head of the Fang Cun Sect, Yu Jizi. The purpose of the same sect is to compete, and if Lin Junxuan continues, Yan Quan will be completely ruined. This kind of mental trauma is far more terrible than any physical trauma.

Yan Quan's heart was traumatized, and his face was full of panic and fear. The handprints of Fang Cun Palm have long since dispersed. Lin Junxuan saw that he had no strength to resist, so he stretched out his hand and knocked him unconscious. When the palm of his hand sliced into his neck, he also withdrew the spiritual power that broke out of his body.

"Roar!" Lin Junxuan's consciousness space, the will white giant tiger appeared again, looking up to the sky and roaring angrily, the supreme true demon bar provided a bang, and the white tiger turned into a light and shadow and rose into the air, submerged into the sky above the sea of consciousness, and still turned into a bright white tiger fierce star.

"Smack!" Lin Junxuan carried Yan Quan, who had fainted, and fell from the air, stretching out his left palm. The Chixiao Sword hummed excitedly, spun around in the air, and fell into his five fingers.

"Master!" Lin Junxuan arched his hand at the jade isozi on the steps.

"Well, you won this battle, retreat!" Yu Isozi waved his sleeves and said.

"Yes, sir. Lin Junxuan straightened up and retreated to his original place. The hall was silent, and no one spoke.

On the left and right, all the disciples of the Middle Third Rank Inner Sect looked at Lin Junxuan with shocked expressions. What happened just now, everyone didn't understand what was going on, it was clear that Yan Quan was about to win, why Lin Junxuan suddenly recited the mantra of the word 'soul', and Yan Quan fell into a panic and panic.

"Is the secret of the word 'soul' so powerful?" for the first time, everyone doubted their own cognition.

"Well, the list of fifty has been produced. Li Xuanfeng and Lin Junxuan took the place of Zhao Siming and Yan Quan and participated in the meeting of the Langya Mountain Dao League. This time I went to Langya Mountain, led by your Tianyangzi Master and Ancestor. With that, Yu Isozi looked at the silver old man with a fairy wind bone at the bottom right of the steps.

"See Tianyangzi Master Ancestor!" everyone said respectfully.

"Well, you all go back and get ready, and go to Langya Mountain with me tomorrow. "Unlike the other elders in the Supreme True Demon Bar Sect, Tianyangzi's appearance looks like he is over the age of old, the skin on his face is wrinkled, and he looks no different from an old man of seventy or eighty years old. When Lin Junxuan looked at it, he even saw that he was wearing a green jade wrench on his thumb.