After killing the big snake, Lin Chenxing temporarily pressed the idea of quitting, and he decided to take a risk and go further to find out the situation.

The location he was in now was less than a hundred kilometers away from Bis City, and he wanted to see how many monsters beyond the nine stars there were within the remaining hundred kilometers.

The battle was still going on, and Lin Chenxing regarded all this as his own cultivation, carefully understanding the feeling of every sword, and looking for that trace of his own.

Ten minutes later, Lin Chenxing's spiritual power perception range broke into a strengthening beast that surpassed the ninth star, it was a lion.

The size of this lion has not skyrocketed, it is still like an ordinary male lion, but Lin Chenxing's spiritual power that escaped through the exploration technique felt a strong pressure from its body.

This shows that this lion's strength is better than the previous big snake, and it is enough to pose a threat to Lin Chenxing.

In his psychic perception, the lion was rushing towards his current position at a terrifying speed.

"The Enhancement Beast is really different!"

Lin Chenxing didn't think much about it, and the living corpses and mutant beasts in front of him flew out as if they had been thrown garbage, and in the next moment, a front palm with a knotted body slapped into his body.

The four inch-long claws that ejected from the palm of the flesh were like sharp blades forged by gods, and their sharpness was undoubted.

A little under Lin Chenxing's feet, the Dacheng Realm's "Falling Leaves with the Wind" body method unfolded, avoiding the attack of a nine-star mutant beast on the left side of his body, and at the same time, the Qingyuan long sword in his hand stabbed straight out, and its landing position was exactly the palm of the male lion's front.

"Huh?"

His sword was fast and accurate, but it didn't work.

The Qingyuan Sword, which was of the lower grade of the Spirit Iron Grade, actually only pierced into less than three points and could not advance an inch.

What's even more terrifying is that the power attached to the lion's blow far exceeded Lin Chenxing's expectations.

The sword in his hand suddenly bowed in a heart-chilling arc the next moment when the attack was blocked.

The huge impact force rushed along the long sword into his arm, and then exerted it on Lin Chenxing's body.

At this moment, he seemed to feel the blow of the bright strength cultivation as a hard resistance to the dark energy obstacle when he was darting at the beginning.

At the beginning, he was shocked by the opponent's powerful blow and almost died, but now, he is no longer Wuxia Ameng.

The muscles and muscles agitated and condensed, introducing most of the force to the ground, and then with the strength of the long sword bending and rebounding, it instantly retreated.

"Very strong, a good opponent."

Even though it was only a short move, Lin Chenxing had already seen the strength of this lion.

The male lion, originally one of the most ferocious predators, is now more powerful and faster, and it is hard to imagine the strength of the male lion in front of him.

Lin Chenxing had just retreated a few steps on this side, and the male lion on the other side had already jumped up again and pounced.

The sword just now didn't do any damage to it, it only pierced the flesh pad in its palm, and it didn't hurt even the bones.

"That's a lot of speed."

The male lion shot one after another, and he was unforgiving, and of course Lin Chenxing would not be cowardly.

Since his cultivation breakthrough, he had never made a full attack, and the previous hundreds of kilometers were completely a test of his endurance and will, and the explosive power in an instant was not very strong.

How can that kind of battle compare to the hearty now!

No longer reserved, Lin Chenxing shot with all his might, stepped on his feet, avoided the lion's attack, dodged to its side, and the Qingyuan sword turned into a cold sword light, avoiding the lion's forepaw, and stabbing towards its maned throat.

"Roar!"

As soon as he caught the air, the male lion roared wildly, opened his big mouth and bit the Qingyuan sword that had already pierced into the mane at the tip of the sword.

Seeing this, Lin Chenxing had no choice but to change his tricks and cut out horizontally.

He wasn't sure if the sword in his hand would be able to hold the lion's sharp teeth and bite, if the sword was damaged, broken, or restricted, he would be like a toothless tiger, limited everywhere.

With his own fist and foot exercises, Lin Chenxing knew in his heart that with just that bunch of "Basic Fist Techniques" and so on, it would be a little too self-sufficient to deal with this beast.

The Qingyuan sword changed from stabbing to cutting, and the change of move was only in an instant. As soon as the thought in Lin Chenxing's mind was born, the movements in his hands had already been completed, and this was the reward that hard training in basic swordsmanship brought him. Combat is never simply higher than anyone's martial arts level.

Before the male lion could react, the Qingyuan Sword in Lin Chenxing's hand slashed towards the position below its neck.

Lin Chenxing could feel that there was a lot of resistance coming from the sword, but it did not reach the level of inability to advance an inch before.

"Whew!"

With the fury of the male lion, a smear of blood and a handful of mane were thrown into the air.

Lin Chenxing changed his move halfway just now, his strength was insufficient, and the lion's defense was perverted, this sword actually didn't bring it substantial trauma, at most it meant cutting through the epidermis, but it was enough to provoke it.

Because, the mane under the lion is missing, and the originally perfect tan collar has a gap!

The longer and darker the mane, the stronger the lion's deterrent power within the group.

For a male lion, having his mane shaved off is even more unbearable than being cut off, and that is the worst form of provocation.

Lin Chenxing naturally didn't have time to think about it so much, and of course his attack just now was not a deliberate attempt to shave the mane of this big lion, it was just a matter of doing it. The mane on its neck is so thick that it wants to attack its throat, and this is inevitable.

As soon as he succeeded, he stepped on his feet and flashed towards the back of the lion, and the long sword swung out again, and he was about to slash at his waist and abdomen, but the male lion in front of him was not comparable to the Lai Pi snake who had taken great luck and knocked on the door of evolution.

Its strong and powerful hind legs kicked, and its steel-hard buttocks slammed directly into Lin Chenxing, sending him flying a few meters away.

Than flexible, the lion does not have an advantage, but it can attack with any part of its body!

Just now, if Lin Chenxing hadn't retreated, he would have been knocked and broken.

"He is worthy of being one of the kings of beasts!"

The lion's fighting skills are obviously much stronger than the previous big snake. If these two are allowed to fight head-on, even with the same strength and speed, the lion is enough to easily kill the great snake.

"Roar!"

Flying off the forest dust star, the lion roared wildly and pounced again.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lin Chenxing seems to see the anger and hatred on this lion's face that is so strong that it can't be dissolved, as if he has a deep blood feud with him.

The thought was only for a moment, and he slew it again with his sword.

"Come again!"

The sword technique and the body technique worked closely together, except for the energy core condensed by the "Primary Evolution Technique", Lin Chenxing used almost all his skills to fight this king.

This lion is not slower than him, his strength is far above him, not to mention his defense, this is a rare good opponent.

He had long longed for such a hearty battle.

Only such an opponent can bring him enough pressure, make him recognize himself more clearly, further break the bottleneck, and break through his own limits.

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