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on the ring.

Opposite, Zhou Wenhao also looked startled.

He was humble, but he didn't expect that Lin Xuan would actually dare to answer.

Could it be said that Lin Xuan is only on the eighth level of the Spiritual Realm, and before reaching the peak, he is sure of defeating himself in the Spiritual Origin Realm?

If this is the case, then this Lin Xuan's talent is a bit too strong, right?

At least, not to mention him, even Zhang Yuchen can't compare!

Zhou Wenhao was also shocked.

After exhaling a few long breaths and calming down, he said:

"Brother Lin, please!"

Immediately, without further ado, the power of the first floor of the Spirit Origin Realm exploded without any reservation.

Immediately, a layer of air waves swept around the arena.

But the strange thing is that these air waves are within a few meters of Lin Xuan, as if they encountered an invisible barrier.

Don't get in, go away.

It was impossible to affect Lin Xuan in the slightest.

It also shows that Lin Xuan's strength is not bad.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenhao was also secretive in his heart, and did not dare to underestimate Lin Xuan because of Lin Xuan's cultivation.

"Ling Yun's sword!"

With a low voice, the spirit energy surged, and a sword was cut out.

A sword light flew out, very sharp, as if it could penetrate the void.

At the same time, 30% of the sword intent, 30% of the artistic conception of the wind, and 20% of the artistic conception of gold!

The three major moods burst out.

Even more, the power has skyrocketed, and the sword glow has also grown at an extremely fast rate, turning into a giant of dozens of feet.

If you are above the clouds, you will look down on the sky.

Terrible very.

The power dissipated, and a terrifying aftermath swept across.

Let all the spectators in the square who did not reach the Spiritual Origin Realm tremble in their hearts and break out in cold sweat.

I just felt like a great terror was coming, and I retreated back and forth.

After withdrawing a few hundred meters away, I felt better.

Looking at Zhou Wenhao in the ring, he was also very horrified.

Just the aftermath, there is such power, they can't bear it.

It is estimated that if you get closer, you will be beheaded on the spot, right?

It is hard to imagine the true power of this sword.

And all around, the spectators of the major forces also nodded slightly.

The power of this sword is beyond the spirit-opening realm, reaching the level of the spirit-yuan realm.

Moreover, it is very unlikely that the first layer of the Spirit Origin Realm will take over.

It will not be easy to deal with the second floor of the Spirit Origin Realm.

As expected of one of the four young masters of the Chiri Region.

Zhou Wenhao's strength was no worse than that of some older generation masters.

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Xuan again.

Faced with such a mighty sword, how would Lin Xuan, who is only on the eighth floor of the Spiritual Realm, deal with it.

Seeing that Lin Xuan still had an indifferent expression, he was unmoved.

Immediately, everyone was shocked.

Could it be that such a sword cannot be caught by Lin Xuan?

Everyone couldn't believe it.

At the same time, I am looking forward to this match even more.

on the ring.

After Zhou Wenhao's three major artistic conceptions erupted, Lingyun's sword glow reached its peak.

Sword beams of dozens of feet descended from the sky and crushed Lin Xuan down.

Leaving a large shadow on the ring, as if the sky is falling, it is very shocking.

opposite.

Lin Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he shook his head slightly.

"Although it has reached the power of the Spirit Origin Realm, unfortunately, it is still not enough."

Immediately, a punch was sent out.

This punch is still the same as before, without using spiritual power, artistic conception, or martial arts.

It's just an ordinary punch, relying only on physical strength.

But the power poured out is more than a few points more than before.

In an instant, a punch was thrown, and the situation changed!

The endless air waves that were rolled up by the dozens of feet of Lingyun Jianmang all around were shattered and dissipated in an instant.

The terrifying energy, like the waves of ten thousand feet, poured out, endless, and the force penetrated the void.

It was to form a fist-printed air cannon that was several meters in size, and blasted towards the descending Lingyun Jianmang.

In terms of power alone, Lin Xuan's fist-shaped air cannon is completely incomparable to that Rising Cloud Sword.

But everyone looked at this scene, but no one dared to underestimate it.

The next moment, under the attention of almost everyone on the field.

The fist-printed air cannon, from bottom to top, hit the Lingyun Jianmang that was several dozen meters tall.

boom!

A deafening explosion sounded.

The terrifying aftermath dissipated, causing all the spectators in the square to retreat again and again, and their hearts were even more horrified.

Even in the surrounding stands, the warriors who did not reach the Spirit Origin Realm only felt a burst of tinnitus and vibrations of qi and blood, all because of the strength of the two people in the arena, and it was very terrifying.

This time, it was even more proof that Lin Xuan had the strength of the Spirit Origin Realm.

Everyone is also looking forward to this unfortunate result.

Focus on the past.

on the ring.

Whoosh!

The wind was howling, and the smoke and dust scattered all over the sky.

The scene on the ring is in front of everyone.

Seeing high in the sky, the Lingyun Jianmang of several dozen meters was intercepted in mid-air by a translucent fist-print air cannon that was obviously more than ten times smaller.

Can't fall halfway.

It seems to be evenly divided, but it is far more than...

Some warriors above the middle stage of the Spiritual Origin Realm looked at them from a distance, and their pupils could not help shrinking.

clack clack.....

A crisp sound came out.

Then I saw that the Lingyun sword glow was densely covered with fine cracks early on.

At this moment, it is to enlarge.

In an instant.

boom!

A terrible explosion sounded.

The Rising Clouds sword glow actually burst open, sweeping up even more terrifying aftermath.

And Lin Xuan's air cannon fist mark was only reduced by half, and he continued to blast towards Zhou Wenhao.

opposite.

"how can that be?!"

Seeing this, Zhou Wenhao couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

His sword, although not with all his strength, is also most of his strength, adding three major artistic concepts.

Even the second and third floors of the Spirit Origin Realm cannot be easily taken over.

But Lin Xuan actually punched him casually, but he endured it without saying anything.

That fist-printed air cannon actually smashed Lingyun's sword light into pieces, and it turned back to him.

Such a gap is like a gulf.

Where can he dare to believe? !

But the wind and waves that were as sharp as a blade, and the vigor that crushed the void, made him tremble involuntarily.

Even if you don't want to believe it, you have to believe it.

This scene in front of me is the truth.

Only then did he realize that he still underestimated Lin Xuan.

Such strength may be completely inferior to him.

Maybe even more than a few points.

Immediately, it was also because of Lin Xuan's strength that he was shocked.

However, at this moment, he couldn't think of that much.

Because, the translucent air cannon punch that Ling Feng punched out had already struck.

Although he was partially blocked by his Rising Clouds sword glow.

But the remaining power is still at the level of the Spirit Origin Realm.

It made him feel a little threatened.

If you can't deal with it seriously and accept it, I'm afraid you will be seriously injured.

In the face of Lin Xuan's unfathomable strength, if he is still injured.

In this battle, I am afraid that it is very likely that we will lose.