247: Chapter 246 Half-step Soul Fusion 247: Chapter 246 Half-step Soul Fusion “Half-step Soul Fusion!” Hearing these words, Lin Xuan’s pupils shrank violently.
His complexion turned sowhat unsightly, encountering a Half-step Fusion Realm practitioner was beyond his expectations.
Anyone even slightly associated with the Spirit Fusion Realm was not an opponent a Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artist could match.
Seeing the change in Lin Xuan’s face, Zi Xin couldn’t help but laugh.
He took pleasure in witnessing the terrified expressions of his opponents; it was a kind of amusent for him.
“Die in fear!”
Zi Xin laughed heartily, his left hand suddenly thrust out, and fierce Spiritual Power also instantly struck Lin Xuan’s body.
Lin Xuan decisively abandoned the Autumn Trace Sword and retreated like lightning.
At the sa ti, he fully activated the ancient armor that protected him, and also spurred the Copper Thunder Pattern.
Layer upon layer of Thunder Pattern shimred with light, quickly forming on his body’s surface, and on top of that, there appeared the thick gleam of armor.
However, the Half-step Fusion Realm Martial Artist’s strength was even more formidable than he had imagined; in the blink of an eye, the savage force had already smashed into his body.
Puh!
It felt as if he had been struck by a giant mountain; Lin Xuan sensed all the bones in his body almost shattering.
“Block it for !”
His face contorted fiercely as he ran all his defenses at full tilt, yet his body flew backward like a cannonball.
Crack!
Crack!
On his chest, the Copper Thunder Pattern dimd, as if extinguished.
Not only that, the armor hugging his body showed a glaring crack.
Boom!
His body collided with the ground, creating a deep crater.
Lin Xuan, enduring the pain, imdiately drank a cup of Spiritual Wine.
If it wasn’t for the Copper Thunder Pattern and the ancient armor, that strike would have been enough to end his life.
Moreover, his losses were enormous, not only was the Copper Thunder Pattern severely damaged, but the fitted armor was wrecked as well.
With the aid of the Spiritual Wine, Lin Xuan rapidly recovered.
“Eh, still not dead?”
Zi Xin was extrely astonished; his last attack could have killed any Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artist a thousand tis over.
Purple light flickering, Zi Xin looked toward Lin Xuan.
“Hmph, so there was Spirit Armor protecting you, no wonder you managed to escape one disaster!”
“But let’s see how you dodge this ti.”
As his words fell, Zi Xin rushed over quickly, his palms even emitting Purple Flas.
Lin Xuan’s entire body’s hair stood on end; this feeling was like being watched by a Supre Beast, ready to be devoured at any mont.
“Don’t resist, the gap is too large!” Lord of Wine reminded.
Lin Xuan nodded.
Zi Xin’s strength far exceeded his own, and even ng Yan and Lin Feng would be unable to block him.
No wonder, although Zi Xin appeared young, his real age was already over forty, having much more cultivation ti than Lin Xuan.
“Green Slave, it’s up to you!”
A flash of the Storage Ring, and a green figure appeared.
Lin Xuan’s eyes changed as he imprinted series of Engravings into the green figure.
“It’s useless.
In front of , Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artists are no different from ants!”
Zi Xin suddenly materialized, his Purple Fla palm crashing down mightily.
Boom!
Flas danced, the air itself ignited, turning into a rolling sea of fire spreading in all directions.
However, a green figure stood in front of Lin Xuan, taking the brunt of that palm.
“Die!”
Zi Xin’s gaze turned icy; he intended to crush them both to death.
The mont he made contact with the Green-haired Man’s body, a yin, dark, and cold aura surged to the sky as if to devour everything.
Billowing green smoke shaped into a ten-ter-sized fist, lunging at Zi Xin.
Rocks shattered, trees within a hundred ters snapped at their waist.
Like a giant mountain pressing down, the green fist knocked away the Fla palm, heading towards Zi Xin with even more vicious montum.
“Hmph!”
Zi Xin snorted coldly, his body dispersing like flas in all directions, then reconverging behind.
As the two engaged in combat, Lin Xuan’s figure flickered, and he withdrew the Autumn Trace Sword.
“So what if you are Half-step Soul Fusion?
I’ve struck the true faces of those in the Soul Fusion Realm, let alone you!”
Lin Xuan beca enraged; since the other wished to kill him, he would not hold back.
“Green Slave, kill him!” Lin Xuan ordered coldly.
This Green Slave was the mysterious green-haired man who had once followed Lin Xuan, but now he was under a Slave Seal imposed by Lin Xuan, forced to obey his commands.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The green-haired man’s hair whipped out like thousands of sharp arrows, flying toward Zi Xin.
“He even has backup!” Zi Xin sensed the aura of the Green Slave and felt a trace of seriousness.
He put away his playful deanor, his eyes turning exceptionally fierce.
“Unless a true Soul Fusion Realm expert appears, you might as well wait for death!” Zi Xin evidently did not intend to let Lin Xuan off.
“Purple Fla Transformation!”
With a flip of his palm, purple flas ford a hundred-ter-sized firebird that covered the sky, rushing forward.
Pu pu pu!
Three thousand green hairs, like swords, pierced through the Purple Fla Bird, rushing toward Zi Xin.
“Great Dragon Sword Intent!”
“Outer Heaven Flying Star!”
Lin Xuan, man and sword as one, beca a shooting star thrusting toward Zi Xin.
Sword light flashed, and the Autumn Trace Sword stabbed Zi Xin in the chest, sending him flying.
“Wind Emperor’s Sword!”
Lin Xuan attacked once again, his sword thrust changing the winds and clouds, brilliant sword light slashing at Zi Xin and knocking him further away.
The firebird of purple flas in the sky disappeared, and Zi Xin’s body was knocked a hundred ters away.
Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, but then his brows furrowed tightly.
Under his spiritual perception, the aura of Zi Xin had not weakened; on the contrary, it was growing stronger.
“Could it be that I didn’t injure him?” Waves of turmoil rose in Lin Xuan’s heart.
“Kid, I have to admit I underestimated you!”
“But with just that, you can’t hurt at all!”
Zi Xin’s voice was cold; he took a step forward, instantly appearing in front of Lin Xuan.
He tore off his tattered clothes, revealing dark black armor underneath.
“I am protected by Xuan-grade top armor, you won’t be able to break through my defense!”
A mocking smile appeared on Zi Xin’s face.
With this armor, he had no fear even against the Green Slave.
“I will carve thirty-six thousand cuts into you, then sprinkle you with Bloodthirsty Ants to gnaw at your flesh!”
“I will make your soul experience reincarnation in hell!”
Zi Xin’s voice was cold like a demon’s.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath: “Who dies is not yet certain!”
“Green Slave, attack!”
Whoosh!
The green figure lunged again, fighting fiercely with Zi Xin.
anwhile, Lin Xuan on the side kept integrating the Soul Sword with the Great Dragon Sword Intent.
Finally, after fifteen attempts, he succeeded.
Roar!
A deep dragon roar sounded as an invisible Soul Sword stabbed toward Zi Xin.
With the augntation of the Sword Intent, the power of the Soul Sword had at least doubled, which was precisely why Lin Xuan had chosen to use the Soul Sword instead of Soul Fire in the first place.
Whoosh!
The Soul Sword, silent and swift, quickly struck at Zi Xin.
“Hmph, a re insect’s trick!”
Zi Xin let out a cold laugh, his gaze shifting as Soul Fire surged out.
Sizzle!
Pop!
Upon collision, the Soul Fire resisted for only a mont before being extinguished.
“What?” Zi Xin’s brows furrowed, seemingly surprised by the increased strength of Lin Xuan’s soul attack.
“Aaah—”
In the next mont, he finally felt the might of the Soul Sword.
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