422.Chapter 422: Who the Hell Are You?

"Lightning Storm!"

Thunder suddenly appeared, Lin Xuan's body thunder won a great victory, and countless silver thunderbolts surged, turning the surroundings into a sea of thunder and lightning.

However, the peach blossom qi is that the peach blossom has been derived, although Lin Xuan's thunder and lightning are strong, but he has not yet comprehended the artistic conception of thunder.

Therefore, in terms of attack, Lin Xuan's silver thunder and lightning were not enough to resist the peach blossom qi at all.

In an instant, the silver thunder and lightning were wrapped in the peach blossom qi and quickly collapsed.

"Wind Thunder Ring!"

Seeing that the thunder and lightning were not working, Lin Xuan had no choice but to use the artistic conception of the wind.

Wind and thunder fuse to form a powerful force to block the peach blossom qi.

Moreover, he even urged the Seventy Percent Great Dragon Sword Intent to make the Wind Shadow Sword shine brightly.

Countless sword qi flew out and rushed towards the jade-faced Langjun.

Although the jade-faced Langjun had temporarily raised his cultivation to the peak of the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, seventy percent of the Great Dragon Sword Intent was still able to threaten him.

The peach blossom qi of the protective body was sliced open, and the endless sword qi was used towards his palm.

In desperation, he could only retreat.

With a wave of the jade-faced Langjun's sleeve robe, he shot out several cold rays and disappeared into the peach blossom breath.

This is his secret weapon, the Peach Blossom Poison Needle.

Even if a Soul Transformation Realm martial artist is hit, he will be seriously injured, and he wants to use the peach blossom qi to cover up the traces of the peach blossom poison needle.

However, Lin Xuan's soul power was so powerful, he sensed it slightly, and he found an attack hidden in the shadows.

"The return wind blows the willow sword!"

A wicker-like sword aura appeared around his body, forming a sword curtain that blocked all attacks.

At the same time, he clenched the Wind Shadow Sword with both hands and stabbed it out.

"Wind Emperor's sword!"

The endless wind surged, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, slashing towards the jade-faced Langjun.

On the other side, Zhao Xue danced with both hands and played the phantom fish hand.

The black and white yin and yang fish rotate with each other, forming a yin and yang phantom fish figure, and at the same time carrying strange illusions.

"Peach Blossom Chop!"

The jade-faced Langjun formed a peach blossom armor on his body, held a huge folding fan in his hand, and flew all the attack planes.

However, he himself was also shocked by the two forces and kept retreating, and the peach blossom armor on his body appeared several shocking cracks

"Impossible, his sword intent has become stronger again!" The jade-faced Langjun looked at the crack in the armor on his body, his brows furrowed.

"Slash!"

Lin Xuan performed a reverse dragon step and chased after him.

Fierce sword techniques quickly unfolded in the air, and at the same time, he cast the artistic conception of the wind, causing the surrounding air to condense.

Suddenly, Jade-faced Langjun felt an inexplicable power blessing on his body, making his movements sluggish.

"This is Xiaocheng's artistic conception of the wind!"

The jade-faced Langjun was shocked again, he didn't expect that after only a few days, Lin Xuan's landscape artistic conception had reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

This kind of artistic conception can completely influence his shot.

The jade-faced Lang Jun's face was gloomy, the breath in his body was agitated, he unfolded the peach blossom artistic conception with all his strength, struggled hard, and slapped the folding fan in his hand towards Lin Xuan.

The two artistic conceptions collided, causing the air to fluctuate for a while.

The terrifying wave spread out in all directions, smashing the ground apart, and the entire mausoleum seemed to be split in the middle.

Cracks nearly a kilometer long appeared in the ground.

The sword light flickered, and the jade-faced Langjun was shrouded in it.

"Phantom Moon Artistic Conception!"

On the other side, Zhao Xue rushed over, and a hazy bright moon rose behind her, pressing towards the jade-faced Langjun.

"It's another kind of small artistic conception!" Yumian Langjun felt the multiplied pressure, and his face became extremely ugly.

The petals in the sky became dim, as if they had lost their brilliance.

"Too much deception!"

The jade-faced Langjun's lungs were about to explode, the sharp aura on his body fluctuated rapidly, and the artistic conception of the peach blossom became even more unstable.

"Is the time for the medicine to take effect up?" Yumian Langjun's heart tightened.

He was able to have such a cultivation all thanks to those two pills, but this kind of hole card has a time limit, and once the time passes, he will enter a period of weakness.

"Fight!"

While the effect of the medicine was still there, Yumian Langjun decided to go crazy.

He began to burn the spiritual power in his body and decided to strike a desperate blow.

"Are you going to fight hard?" In the distance, the blood-robed man was controlled by the evil king and could not move, but he still kept a close eye on the battle.

When he saw the jade-faced Langjun burning spiritual power, his heart beat wildly.

This method is extremely harmful to the origin of the martial artist, and if it is not life-threatening, ordinary martial artists will not use it.

Obviously, Yumian Langjun was cornered.

It's no wonder that Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue have an artistic conception that is not inferior to the jade-faced Langjun, plus both of them have a treasure in their hands, and their attack power is directly chasing the martial artists of the Spirit Realm.

Under the combined attack skills of the two, the jade-faced Langjun was miserable.

If he hadn't taken the pill in advance, I'm afraid he would have been seriously injured and dying by now.

"I didn't expect that I would be bullied by two imps in the end!

Jade-faced Langjun completely went berserk.

The surrounding air vibrate, and the surrounding aura quickly merged into his body, and the aura on the jade-faced Langjun's body was soaring, like a beating flame.

"It's not good, this guy has to fight hard!" Lin Xuan snorted, "With all his strength, he must be killed!"

The jade-faced Langjun chased and killed him three times and five times, Lin Xuan had already developed killing intent towards him, and now was the best time to get rid of him.

The aura in the sky flowed into the body of the jade-faced Langjun, forming a hundred-meter folding fan behind him, on which countless peach blossoms were engraved.

"Take my strongest blow, Peach Blossom Annihilation!"

The jade-faced Langjun waved his hands and landed towards the front battle zone.

The hundred-meter-high huge folding fan behind him also fell suddenly with his movements.

Lin Xuan's expression was solemn, and the Wind Shadow Sword quickly drew inexplicable trajectories in the void.

The clouds rolled above the sky, and a huge heavenly giant sword was formed, with a terrifying coercion, as if it could cut everything.

"The wind chases the electric sword, and the mountains and rivers are broken with a sword!"

The Wind Shadow Sword fell, and the Sky Giant Sword in the sky also slashed down with endless momentum.

On the other hand, Zhao Xue fused into a stone bead and played a strange rune.

The rune looked simple, but it contained a terrifying aura, and it didn't seem to be weaker than the Wind Chasing Electric Sword.

The three violent forces collided together, and suddenly countless violent winds swept away, and the terrifying energy wave spread rapidly.

The entire mausoleum was shrouded and reduced to pieces.

Rumble!

The destruction continued, spreading far and wide.

Lin Xuan's whole body bloomed with silver thunder and lightning, pulling Zhao Xue to quickly retreat.

When everything calmed down, he looked straight ahead with a solemn expression.

The entire mausoleum was cut open, and terrifying cracks spread in all directions.

Except for the place where the evil king sits, which is still relatively intact, the rest of the place is in ruins.

In front of it, there was a terrifying pit, with a hint of destruction, which was caused by the Wind Chasing Electric Sword and the Stone Bead Rune.

In the depths of the pit, a figure stood there covered in blood and with a cloak of hair.

His body trembled, and he seemed to be ready to fall down at any moment.

"Ground-level martial arts, it turned out to be ground-level martial arts!" The jade-faced Langjun's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

Under the attack of the two, he suffered extremely serious internal injuries, but fortunately, his cultivation was profound, so he was able to save his life.

"Who the hell are you, you actually know how to learn martial arts!" there was a hint of fear in the voice of the jade-faced Langjun.