Lin Xuan blocked everyone's way with one person and one sword, his words were domineering, and then there was a lesson from Long Ao's past, giving people a powerful psychological shock, and no one dared to speak for a while, let alone come forward to be his enemy.

"Lin Xuan, do you really think you're invincible?" Yuan Gang said coldly, and when he stepped out, his momentum seemed to become sharper.

"Lin Xuan, the masters here are like clouds, it's not your turn to go wild." As the leader of the alliance, Ma Xingkong must step up.

"Are you like a cloud?"

Lin Xuan glanced around and chewed those four words carefully, this move was worth a thousand words, and it immediately ignited the anger of the people present, they were all strong men of the mysterious force, when had they ever been so despised?

"It's useless to talk too much, just come to war." Lin Xuan hooked his hand, and as soon as his words fell, he felt a huge momentum sweeping over, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yuan Gang.

His breath is strong, like a towering mountain standing in front of him, which seems unshakable.

And the punch he smashed down was like a mountain rock rolling down, and the momentum became stronger and stronger, as if it could tear the air apart, and a rumbling sound could be heard in a trance, like thunder.

Hard Qigong?

Lin Xuan could see the clue at a glance, the flow of internal energy in the meridians was very slow, but it could dispel all the anxiety and pressure, and the Qingyun Sword did not avoid the edge, and stabbed straight out.

Bite.

There was a metal crisp sound, and when he looked at it again, Yuan Gang grabbed the blade of the sword with his bare hands, and his entire arm seemed to be shining with a metallic luster, as if it was made of steel.

King Kong is immortal.

Lin Xuanxin said, Yuan Gang smiled indifferently, and when he took another step, he actually stepped on the floor with a deep footprint, the force was fierce, and the punch was like a tiger descending the mountain.

"You lost." Yuan Gang sneered.

"Not necessarily."

Lin Xuan was very calm, abandoned the Qingyun Sword, turned around to avoid the edge of a punch, and then slammed a palm on Yuan Gang's chest.

Not.

Yuan Gang took three steps back, but his face was as usual, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was mocking Lin Xuan, such a weak palm also wants to hurt me?

"It feels very different, it's soft armor, right?" Lin Xuan said lightly.

Yuan Gang didn't speak, but the solemnity of his eyes had betrayed his heart.

"Obviously cultivating Vajra to immortalize the body, but still wearing soft armor, don't you think it's too much?" Lin Xuan said again, this is to the point.

"Stop talking nonsense." Yuan Gang said coldly, but there were obviously some waves.

Hehe.

Lin Xuan took the initiative to attack, his body was elegant, his shooting speed was extremely fast, and the sound of banging was endless, under this, Yuan Gang was forced to retreat step by step, and at the same time, the qi and blood in his body were surging, and he was extremely uncomfortable,

Lin Xuan's thoughts were not bad at all, this person's King Kong immortal body was far from reaching the point of invulnerability, and it was a helpless move to protect himself with soft armor.

As long as Lin Xuan hit the strength at one point, he could easily break through Yuan Gang's defense.

Not.

Finally, Yuan Gang couldn't bear to let out a muffled snort, a little pain came, and his heart seemed to tremble.

Bad!

Yuan Gangxin said that Lin Xuan was not only strong, but also had such rich combat experience, seeing that he slapped his palm, Yuan Gang's pupils vibrate, he didn't dare to take it hard, and hurriedly covered his chest with both hands.

Bang.

took the next palm, but it was a defensive emptiness, and his lower abdomen was kicked by Lin Xuan, he snorted again, staggered back, and his face became flushed and almost vomited blood.

The Qingyun Sword reappeared in Lin Xuan's hand, he came with the sword, and a little cold light came first, piercing through the soft armor defense, straight into the flesh and blood, and blood splattered out.

The aura of death lingered, Yuan Gang held the Qingyun Sword with both hands as he retreated, he knew that if he left it alone, Lin Xuan would definitely pierce his heart with a sword and let him die.

Hum.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, easily broke free of defense with just a flick of his wrist, and then continued to move forward, his movements were completed in one go, but he suddenly stopped at the moment when he completely stabbed Yuan Gang to the core.

Yuan Gang didn't think that guy would show mercy, the only possibility was because of force majeure.

He guessed well, at the last moment, Ma Xingkong made a move, the folding fan in his hand was specially transformed, and there was a hidden mechanism in it, he originally wanted to take advantage of Lin Xuan's carelessness to make a sneak attack and let him die.

However, Lin Xuan's vigilance was too high, he slashed down the flying hidden weapon with a sword, and turned his head to look at Ma Xingkong, instead of being angry, he grinned.

"Let's go together."

Yuan Gang said coldly, Lin Xuan's strength was too terrifying, and he had no chance of winning alone with him.

Ma Xingkong was planning to fight in a group at the beginning, his folding fan was horizontal, and he immediately flew out of three silver needles, which were extremely fast and almost invisible to the naked eye, but Lin Xuan's head was easily dodged.

Almost at the same time, including Yuan Gang and Huang Ying, there were five people who made a shot, we came from different sects and families, we all had good strength, and our tricks were ruthless, and we all went straight to the point.

Lin Xuan looked at the six roads and listened to the eight directions, the Qingyun Sword was like a sane in his hand, ding, a sword sounded, Lin Xuan was even more like a dragon swimming out of the sea.

Burst.

With a muffled sound, blood splashed and dripped, Huang Ying staggered back, his chest was a long sword mark, extending from his right shoulder to the lower left left chest, he kept gasping for air, if he took a step slower, he would die tragically on the spot.

Lin Xuan really planned to kill him! A frightening thought popped up in Huang Ying's heart, and she didn't dare to continue to step forward for a while.

At the same time, the others realized the seriousness of the matter, and as the smell of blood permeated the hall, their sense of battle was being consumed.

In less than five minutes, there were many corpses lying on the ground, covered in blood, and everyone seemed to be wandering around the gates of hell.

Lin Xuan, you liar!

Many people roared in their hearts, you just said that you wanted to cripple us, why do you want to kill us, you lie to us like this, won't your conscience hurt?

"The sword has no eyes." Lin Xuan gave such an explanation, Long Ao, who was originally unconscious, also woke up, he saw Lin Xuan using his family heirloom sword to deal with many opponents with ease, his face immediately became paler, he claimed to be a genius in swordsmanship, he has always been empty-eyed, but compared to Lin Xuan, he is a complete clown.

Bite.

With a soft sound, Ma Xingkong's folding fan was picked up by Lin Xuan's sword, and Ma Xingkong was so frightened that he retreated again and again, but how could Lin Xuan let him go? The sword followed.

"Lin Xuan, you can't kill me."

As soon as Ma Xingkong's words came out, a severe pain came, and Lin Xuan stabbed him with a sword, staining his clothes red with blood.

"Why didn't you say I couldn't kill you earlier?"

Lin Xuan had an innocent expression on his face, and said angrily, "If you had said it earlier, I would definitely not have listened to you, hehe."

As he spoke, Lin Xuan pulled out the Qingyun Sword, then turned his head to look at the others, putting on a harmless expression of humans and animals, and his smile was as simple as a child......