Chapter 1280: Fierce Battle (Part II)
Of course, those Ghost Pavilion monks didn't know that Lin Chuan's strength had been fully recovered, in their eyes, Lin Chuan's face was pale at the moment, and the aura emanating from his body was weak and unstable, feeling that there was not much strength left.
"Hahaha, everyone add more oil, he can't do it anymore!" A mid-merge monk laughed three times, rushed over with excitement on his face, raised his hands high, and a black light flew out of his hand.
A fierce aura erupted in the black light, and I saw a battle axe with a simple shape appear in the sky, wrapped in a strong evil aura, and countless mysterious runes appeared on the surface, wandering uncertainly, exuding powerful power fluctuations.
Then the battle axe skyrocketed in the black light, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge black battle axe and flew to the top of Lin Chuan's head, and suddenly turned into a black light and slashed down towards Lin Chuan's head.
Hei Mang had a groundbreaking momentum, majestic, and the huge momentum completely enveloped the space around Lin Chuan.
I saw Lin Chuan raise his hand and wave, and a silver light rushed out of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he was in the air and met the black axe.
Bang!
A deafening explosion sounded, and a violent force erupted, setting off a violent storm in the air, and those monks with weaker cultivation next to them were swept away by the storm, and their bodies were a little unstable.
The body of the mid-merge monk shook and withdrew dozens of zhang towards the back, while Lin Chuan flew back upside down, flying towards the back with an ugly face, and everyone saw this, and their faces showed joy.
"Be careful!" However, at this moment, a reminder came from the side, and I saw Lin Chuan instantly appear next to a Merge Stage monk with the power of retreating, and raised his hand to slash down with a sword.
A thick silver sword aura descended from the sky, and before the monk could react, it slashed at the defensive light shield outside him, and the defensive light shield condensed by its powerful power was destroyed devastatingly, and the terrifying silver sword qi instantly submerged it.
Yes......
I only heard the monk's screams coming from the silver sword qi, and in the blink of an eye, the monk was cut off limbs, his body was scarred, and he was entangled in the black chains of the evil spirit eye that rushed over and directly fell into the evil spirit eye.
It's just a monk in the merger period, the people next to him didn't care, and continued to attack Lin Chuan, but after fighting for a long time, the number of monks in the Ghost Pavilion is getting smaller and smaller, and Lin Chuan seems to be getting weaker and weaker, but every time he can turn the danger into a disaster, avoid the attack that must be killed, and instead kill the monk of the Ghost Pavilion.
"Why aren't you dead yet?" said a late merge monk who looked at Lin Chuan and frowned deeply.
"I don't know, we've already lost so many men, and we haven't killed him yet, what kind of person is he!"
"No wonder he can destroy the Dark Temple, he is too powerful!"
"Hmph, no matter how powerful he is, he must die here today, no matter how much it costs, he must be killed!"
The eyes of all the monks were focused on Lin Chuan, and at this moment, the body of the Ghost Pavilion Lord shook, and he rushed out in an instant, and the skull necklace hanging around his neck flew out, and one by one the skulls flew out, and at the same time, the scepter in his hand released amazing aura fluctuations, and instantly rose to the sky.
A black cloud appeared in the sky, and then the dark cloud turned into a huge swirling vortex, swallowing those skulls and scepters into it, and the ghost pavilion master in the distance had a flash of evil in his eyes, and opened his mouth to spew out a stream of essence blood that merged into the black vortex in the air.
In an instant, a terrifying power fluctuation came from the black whirlpool above, faintly as if a peerless demon was hidden in the black whirlpool, the ghost pavilion master pinched the trick with both hands, and there were words in his mouth, and one spirit trick was shot out of his hand and flew into the black whirlpool in the air.
In the blink of an eye, the aura emanating from the black vortex became stronger and stronger, and the entire sky was enveloped by a huge coercion, and all the monks felt a huge pressure coming from the black vortex above their heads.
Many of the monks of the Ghost Pavilion stopped their attacks and looked up at the air, with a surprised expression in their eyes: "Pavilion Master, he finally made a move!"
"It's okay now, the pavilion master must use a very powerful secret technique, I think this person will definitely die!"
"Hmph, if you can't kill him like this, then it's going to be difficult."
Everyone looked up at the black vortex in the air, and a huge blurred figure was faintly visible in the black vortex, and the aura emanating from this figure was very powerful.
Roar!
Suddenly, a roar came from the black vortex, and then I saw a large black hand stretched out from the black vortex, this large black hand was covered with black scales, and the claws were extremely sharp, exuding an extremely powerful power fluctuation.
Like a giant's arm, it grabbed towards Lin Chuan, and before the attack arrived, the space outside Lin Chuan's body was frozen, and the heavy pressure made the air around Lin Chuan fluctuate.
Lin Chuan looked at the huge ghost claws that attacked, took a deep breath, and his face became solemn, this was obviously the ghost pavilion master's trick to press the bottom of the box, the power was not trivial, compared to the attack of those ordinary monks, I don't know how much more powerful it was.
"Hmph, this is the place where you bury your bones!" The ghost pavilion master's face was a little pale, and he sneered and looked at Lin Chuan in the distance, looking like he was winning, this was indeed his hidden killing move, and the power was very powerful, if Lin Chuan was at his peak, he would still be worried, but now Lin Chuan will definitely die under this attack, the ghost pavilion master thinks so.
"It's better to be here as a place for your bones to be buried" Lin Chuan said lightly, the essence in his eyes flashed, and in an instant, a huge and extremely large aura burst out from his body, suddenly setting off a strong storm in the sky, and for a while, the air around Lin Chuan fluctuated violently, as if it was boiling.
That domineering momentum directly dissipated the pressure outside his body, and the sky within a radius of thousands of feet seemed to have turned into a quagmire, and those Ghost Pavilion monks who fell into it felt a huge pressure acting on their bodies.
At this moment, the Ghost Pavilion monks in the air all changed their faces wildly, and they looked at Lin Chuan in shock, and they couldn't believe that Lin Chuan, who was already weak, would naturally burst out with such a powerful aura.
"Impossible! He was already at the end of his crossbow, how could he still exude such a powerful aura?"
"Could it be that he has been hiding his strength?"
"Damn, what should I do now?"
The rest of the monks all felt uneasy, and even the face of the Ghost Pavilion Master instantly became extremely ugly, and there was a terrifying light in his eyes.
Lin Chuan burst out with a powerful aura, the Sky Splitting Sword flew out, and suddenly bloomed with a dazzling silver light, and a wave of destructive sword qi burst out from it, as Lin Chuan pinched his hands, an even more powerful sword qi instantly filled the sky, and the silver light illuminated the surrounding sky into a sea of silver.