226: Chapter 225: Fla Spirit Armor 226: Chapter 225: Fla Spirit Armor Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
The surrounding rocks crumbled, and two forces transford into wind blades, destroying everything within a fifty-ter radius.
Zhao Xue’s body floated like duckweed, drifting into the distance.
“Fla Fire Kill!”
Han Zhen stirred his long spear, and a dark red fla appeared above the fiery red spearhead.
Although the fla was small, the energy it contained was astonishing.
As soon as it appeared, the entire void trembled incessantly.
Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted.
As an Engraver, his Soul Power was extraordinary, and he could naturally sense the terror of that fla even more.
Break!
The long spear surged, forming a terrifying fla attack.
Executing Wind Thunder Step, Lin Xuan vanished from his original spot, choosing not to take the hit head-on.
It wasn’t that he was scared, but sotis retreating is to launch a better offense.
The sword light swept past, as if the sound of a dragon roar echoed, and the sharp sword tip pierced through the dark red fla, sparking astonishing sparks.
“Wind Emperor’s Sword!”
With one thrust of his sword, Lin Xuan’s swordsmanship underwent a drastic change, becoming elusive.
Like an antelope hanging its horns, or a falling star, this sword fully rged with the wind, losing all traces.
“What?”
Han Zhen’s complexion drastically changed.
Apart from clashing with ng Yan, for the first ti, he felt danger among his peers.
He simply couldn’t see Lin Xuan’s sword, let alone block it.
“This guy, he’s not old, but his swordsmanship is incredibly clever!” Han Zhen’s expression darkened, and he withdrew his long spear, dancing it at his side, forming a defensive posture of wind and fire.
Whoosh!
A faint disturbance occurred in the air, and a dazzling Sword Qi shot out, aiming straight for Han Zhen’s vital points.
This sword light directly bypassed his defense, and it was about to cut into his body.
“How is that possible!”
Han Zhen changed color again, not believing that Lin Xuan could penetrate his defense.
But, the fact was right before his eyes.
“Fla Spirit Armor!”
Han Zhen shouted lowly, his body glowing bright red, as if flas were flying out.
On the surface of his body, a Spirit Armor as red as fire rapidly ford, making him look like a Fire God.
Clang!
The Autumn Trace Sword struck the Fla Armor, emitting a tallic roar.
The Great Dragon Sword Intent was exceptionally sharp, the Qiushui-like Sword Light reflected on Han Zhen’s face, causing his body to tremble.
The Fla Armor glowed, but a fine crack was still cut open.
For Lin Xuan, this was already enough.
Great Dragon Sword Intent surged, quickly infiltrating the armor, and that fierce aura began to constantly damage the Fla Spirit Armor.
“Get lost!”
Han Zhen trembled inwardly, his Spiritual Power surged, forming a binding force, as he attempted to trap Lin Xuan’s Longsword.
At the sa ti, he swung his fist fiercely.
His fist, large as a sandbag, shone with a magma-like color, resembling glowing hot iron, carrying terrifying high temperatures.
This punch, thrown from below, rocketed towards Lin Xuan’s head.
If it landed, it would be fatal.
However, Lin Xuan evidently wouldn’t just sit and wait for death.
As Han Zhen made his move, so had Lin Xuan.
On his arm, the Copper Thunder Pattern erged, with wild Power of thunder and lightning pulsing, like Nine Heavens Thunder, thunderously exploding.
The thunder and lightning struck the fiery fist, emitting a sound like a torrential flood.
Far away, Zhao Xue frowned tightly and retreated once again.
Monts later, where she first stood, the ground burst open, leaving a charred black scar.
After the roaring noise, Han Zhen’s Qi-Blood churned, and the intense pain turned his face pale.
His arm beca numb, having lost all feeling.
“Impossible, you’re a Sword Cultivator, how can your body be so strong!” Han Zhen scread.
He really was baffled; in his understanding, Sword Cultivators had formidable attack power, far surpassing their peers.
But accordingly, their own defensive systems were quite weak, and many Swordsn wore high-grade armor to compensate for this shortcoming.
Han Zhen knew this, so he didn’t aim at Lin Xuan’s heart or other vital areas.
But Lin Xuan just clashed with him in physical strength and even far exceeded him!
Striking successfully, Lin Xuan’s longsword pierced in once more.
The Great Dragon Sword Intent attacked again, and behind Lin Xuan, it was as if a dragon’s head had materialized.
Pfft!
The Fla Spirit Armor was sliced open, leaving a sword hole the size of a thumb, and a stream of fresh blood spurted out.
Swoosh!
Han Zhen, enduring the pain in his body, quickly retreated backward.
He didn’t dare to engage Lin Xuan at close range now, only able to avoid him from afar.
“You dare to injure , I’ll fight you!”
Han Zhen’s eyes blazed with fury; he had never suffered such a wound, even when clashing with ng Yan.
The spiritual power inside his body circulated wildly, his body emitting a three-zhang-long glow of flas.
“Hmph!” Lin Xuan let out a cold snort.
Boom!
Pfft!
A low roar ca from inside Han Zhen’s body, like frying beans.
Imdiately after, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face as pale as paper, fine beads of sweat instantly covering his entire body.
“You, you…”
Han Zhen half-knelt on the ground, continuously gasping for air.
Just now, the residual golden arcs inside his body had exploded, causing him internal injuries; his spiritual power was extrely chaotic, and he couldn’t even exert half of his strength.
“You are strong, but next ti it won’t be so easy!” Han Zhen swallowed a few life-saving Elixir Pills and said viciously.
“You think I’ll let you go?” Lin Xuan laughed mockingly.
This guy had tried to kill him and still dared to talk tough after losing.
“You, you dare to kill ?
I am the Earth Fire Sect’s Core Disciple!” Han Zhen scread.
He never thought soone would dare touch a mber of the Earth Fire Sect.
“Hmph, I won’t kill you, but I will teach you a lesson!” Lin Xuan said coldly, “This place isn’t a free martial arts gym, and I’m certainly not your sparring partner!”
“You have a choice, leave the Storage Ring, or one of your hands!”
Feeling Lin Xuan’s icy gaze, Han Zhen truly beca frightened; he had no doubt Lin Xuan would dare to kill him.
However, the thought of handing over his Storage Ring was sothing he truly begrudged.
Inside it was his entire fortune!
“Three!”
“Two!”
“One!”
Lin Xuan counted down solemnly, the longsword in his hand slowly lifting.
“The Storage Ring!” Han Zhen shrieked.
He took off the dark red ring, threw it to the ground, and then quickly ran away.
Absorbing the Storage Ring into his hand, Lin Xuan probed with his Soul Power, and a trace of delight imdiately appeared on his face.
Truly worthy of a Three-star Sect, the wealth was substantial.
Inside were nearly one million low-grade spiritual stones, several Xuan-grade top-level martial arts, and one Lower Grade Spirit martial art.
Among them, there were three human-level top-grade treasures and one Xuan-grade lower-grade treasure.
These almost matched Lin Xuan’s entire wealth before he entered the Underground World!
“I really hope more people like this co along,” Lin Xuan said indifferently.
Zhao Xue walked over and helplessly rolled her eyes at him.
“For you!” Lin Xuan tossed a short sword to Zhao Xue.
“A Xuan-grade lower-grade treasure!” Zhao Xue exclaid in surprise, her face full of amazent.
“Finder’s keepers,” Lin Xuan shrugged.
He was now very wealthy and didn’t care about a Xuan-grade lower-grade treasure.
The one-foot-long short sword, entirely dark red, shimred with a ghostly light under the moonlight, like the eyes of sothing bloodthirsty.
“Thank you!” Zhao Xue suddenly moved closer and kissed Lin Xuan on the face.
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