The reason why this kid is difficult is not because of his profound skills, but because there are too many treasures, especially talismans, although most of them are low-level, but they also really give him a headache.

The spirit weapon and the beast talisman fought for half a catty and eight taels, and since the other party no longer has a talisman, then he has a certain chance of winning.

Imagining that killing this kid would not only be possible to get the Zhongpin Dan, but also his spiritual artifact, Yan Tianheng couldn't help but want to laugh wildly, and his expression was very rampant.

Lin Xuan's expression was ugly, silently half a sound, suddenly stretched out his hand, the spiritual power was running, and several ice bombs roared towards the other party.

"This kind of garbage spell is also embarrassing to be ugly. ”

Yan Tianheng sneered, there was no movement at all, the ice bomb was just a beginner-level spell, not to mention the disciples of the fourth-layer exercises, even if he was a monk in the foundation building period, with this kind of basic spell, he would not be able to break through his defenses.

Of course, Yan Tianheng is not the kind of person who doesn't fight back when he is beaten, as soon as he stretches out his hand, the heat wave hits his face, and the firebird appears in front of him.

The spells of the two of them were staggered, and the ice bullet technique hit the spiritual shield, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction at all.

And the mid-level spell Firebird was different, if it was Lin Xuan's own shield, it would definitely be torn, but before he duel, he also used the talisman to lay down another two layers of prohibition, and the outermost layer of the water spirit shield shook for a while, and the light faded a lot, but it was not broken.

It's also a mid-level spell, and it's a little more defensive than offensive.

The expression on Lin Xuan's face became even more frightened, as if he had already been in a mess, and he drove his spiritual power to come up with an ice bullet technique, attacking like the other party.

"Dying throes!"

Yan Tianheng smiled proudly, what made him jealous was the talisman and spelling mana, this kid was looking for death, just as he wished, Yan Tianheng also continued to use intermediate spells to attack Lin Xuan's defensive prohibition.

In this way, after three rounds, the water spirit shield was broken, and the Vajra technique was also crumbling, although the spirit weapon was on par with the Demon Tiger Soul, but the strength of the two of them themselves, Lin Xuan was suppressed, or it was already on the verge of despair.

One blow can kill this kid!

Lin Xuan's face was still full of panic, but this was not the case in his heart, he really didn't know many spells, but the attack was not only the ice bullet technique, the reason why he repeatedly used this kind of primary powerless spell was to create an illusion for the other party, so that he would have a contempt for himself, so as to facilitate his next actions.

Now the time is ripe!

Judging from the other party's arrogant expression, he had already decided that he would only use this kind of spell.

Lin Xuan remained silent, after such a long battle, although he spent most of his time using talismans, there was not much mana left, and Lin Xuan had mobilized all the rest.

There was a cold aura of water attribute in the air again, Yan Tianheng did not suspect it, but the next moment, his eyes widened, because in front of Lin Xuan, what appeared was not an ice bullet, but a dense array of sharp needles flashing with cold light.

Ice Needle!

Yan Tianheng blurted out in exclamation, the fear in his voice could no longer be concealed, for no other reason, although the Ice Needle Technique was also a mid-level spell, its power was not inferior to that of a high-level spell, but it was a pity that it was very difficult to practice, even he, the master of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Period had not mastered it, and this exercise was only a fourth-level teenager......

Originally, he thought that Lin Xuan was just a lot of talismans and a lot of money, but now it seems that he has miscalculated, this kid's own strength is also amazing, just now he deliberately showed weakness and lowered his vigilance.

After considering this, Yan Tianheng's face was as pale as paper, so to speak, he fell into his carefully designed trap, and the situation was extremely critical.

The situation was reversed, and now Lin Xuan showed a confident smile, and with a shake of his hand, he launched hundreds of ice needles out of the body, Yan Tianheng gritted his teeth, and desperately strengthened the spiritual power of the shield, but unfortunately it was too late.

His mana was running out, not to mention that with his strength, there was no problem for the spiritual shield to block one or two mid-level spells, but the Ice Needle Technique had the strength to rival that of a high-level.

If he was prepared, he would never resist, dodging was the smart choice, but now it was too late.

With the blessing of Yan Tianheng's mana, the shield was unleashed, but the power of the ice needles was stronger, and in the popping sound, he barely blocked two-thirds of them, but the remaining thirty or so ice needles pierced him into a sieve, Yan Tianheng's eyes were still open, and with an unwilling expression on his face, he fell straight down.

"Dad!" A shout came into his ears, sad and frightened, Lin Xuan turned his head, it was the kid named Yan Ming, who was looking at him with fear on his face.

"No...... Don't kill me!"

Lin Xuan didn't say much, and threw out an ice bullet technique with an expressionless face, sending this gentleman to the Netherworld Mansion.

It's not that Lin Xuan is ruthless, but that he doesn't cut the grass and doesn't eradicate the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again, and he is kind to the enemy, but he is cruel to himself, not to mention that he has seen his true colors, how can such a person tolerate him living in the world.

In all fairness, Lin Xuan is not a person who loves to kill, but when it is time to do it, he will never be a woman's kindness.

After dealing with the two fathers and sons of the Yan family, of course Lin Xuan had to collect the loot, this was nothing polite, first he raised his hand, and the golden rope flew back into his palm.

After Yan Tianheng's death, the Demon Tiger's soul lost its support and returned to the rune paper, which was also the only talisman that could be used repeatedly until the energy was exhausted.

Lin Xuan bent down and picked up the beast talisman.

Compared with ordinary talismans, this beast talisman is slightly larger, exuding a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, and it is painted with an iron-armored flame tiger, which is lifelike, especially the eyes, which are even more agile and spiritual.

This is a special talisman that can only be refined by ghost monks, Lin Xuan took it in his hand and played with it carefully for a while before putting it into the storage bracelet in his arms.

At that time, Lin Xuan took the talisman from his arms, but came out empty-handed, also to deceive Yan Tianheng and let him be fooled, his own talisman was not used up, but in this battle, nearly a hundred talismans were also consumed, and all the low-level talismans bought this time were used up, but with this beast talisman, it can basically make up for the loss.