483: Chapter 482: Mysterious Puppet 483: Chapter 482: Mysterious Puppet Lin Xuan was stunned at the sight of the figure.
He nearly cried out in surprise.
For he had seen that strangely enchanting face before, it was in the space of the Great Dragon Sword Soul.
Lin Xuan would not forget the sight of a young man in a black robe, with an otherworldly charm, not far from the Great Dragon Sword Soul.
However, he had not expected to see this person here.
“Who is this guy, and why is he on Yan Shan’s body, wrapped in bandages?”
“Could he be a puppet?”
“What’s the connection between Yan Shan and the Great Dragon Sword?”
“And who is the black-robed man in the Great Dragon Sword Soul Space?”
In an instant, countless thoughts arose in Lin Xuan’s mind.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the demonic-looking man opened his eyes and fixated on Lin Xuan.
A sinister smile appeared on his pale face.
“Hehe…”
“I can sense the scent of the Great Dragon Sword,” the demonic man whispered in a barely audible voice.
“Please, my lord, make your move.”
At this mont, Yan Shan beca extrely respectful.
He bowed slightly and then painted a peculiar pattern with fresh blood behind the demonic man.
Blood splattered; the blood-red array map beca increasingly crimson, and finally, it was like a blood sun, so bright that it was painful to the eyes.
In the sky, spiritual energy converged, forming a huge vortex like a funnel, rapidly entering the blood-red array map.
Afterward, the demonic man’s body trembled slightly, as if satiated, and his body gradually released vitality.
Buzz!
Buzz!
The demonic man moved his limbs, and with every gesture, the air bood incessantly.
An oppressively austere presence poured forth, overwhelming the heavens and the earth.
Everyone tensed up, finding it hard to breathe.
Yet, this was rely the demonic man acting normally; he had not deliberately released his presence.
Even so, it had beco too much for the crowd to bear.
The blood-red light dissipated, and the smile on the demonic man’s face grew even more intense.
Next to him, Yan Shan’s forehead also exhibited a small blood-red pattern.
Its shape was identical to the one on the demonic man’s back.
Lin Xuan frowned deeply, his unease growing stronger.
“Little Xuanzi, he’s probably not the sa person you saw,” Lord of Wine conveyed in a ssage.
“Don’t be deceived by him; he’s not your opponent.”
“Understood,” Lin Xuan nodded.
Then the Star Extre Sword thrust forward, and the Great Dragon Sword Intent transford into Heavenly Sword Energy.
“Eighty percent sword intent, Wind Emperor’s Sword!”
Yan Shan’s pupils shrank.
If he were facing it alone, he wouldn’t stand a chance against this sword.
Fortunately, the demonic man was with him.
Indeed, facing the Wind Emperor’s Sword, the demonic man was the first to fly forward.
His black robe fluttered like dancing black flas, and a single finger, strong as a heavenly pillar, t the sword light.
Boom!
The two collided, shattering the sword light and the finger-like heavenly pillar alike.
“Blocked it?”
The crowd was surprised that soone could actually withstand Lin Xuan’s eighty percent sword intent, which seed inconceivable!
Lin Xuan was taken aback.
The opponent’s action seed normal, but it was extrely sharp, bearing a slight resemblance to his own Great Dragon Sword Intent.
“Just who is this guy?” He poised himself in a peculiar stance.
This move, one he had comprehended from the Divine Sword Visualization Map, had not been tested before, but he was confident in it.
“Azure Dragon Heavenly Dance!”
A sword light slashed across, like an Azure Dragon tearing through the sky, clawing towards the demonic man.
This move changed even the color of the demonic man’s face.
He snorted coldly, his sleeves wafted, and at his fingertips erged a clump of white flas.
The mont the flas appeared, the entire void twisted as if it could not withstand the heat.
From afar, Prince Tianhuo’s face changed drastically as he looked at the white fla.
As a Fire Elent Martial Artist, he naturally sensed the terror of the fla.
Even Red Fire Venerable on the Ancient City’s walls turned pale.
Opposite him, Lin Xuan swung his longsword, equally shocked.
However, his body’s Black Dragon Fla quickly pulsed, confronting the black fire from the outside world.
“This…
Could it be?” Lin Xuan didn’t ponder long because the sword light had already collided with the black flas.
At that mont, he thrust out another sword.
“Outer Heaven Flying Star.”
This strike was directed at Yan Shan.
Whoosh!
A dazzling sword light flared up, illuminating the entire arena.
Yan Shan was greatly startled and quickly retreated.
Not far away, a demonic-looking man also cast out a thread of white fla.
Feeling the demonic man’s assistance, Yan Shan showed a composed smile, knowing that as long as the demonic man intervened, Lin Xuan surely couldn’t harm him.
With that thought, he even slowed his pace.
Buzz!
A strand of white fla grew in midair, forming a white fireball that collided with Lin Xuan, instantly enveloping him.
“He’s hit!” The crowd exclaid in horror.
That kind of fla would likely cause instant death to anyone below the Spirit Communication Realm upon contact.
Although Lin Xuan was struck by the black flas, he still flew swiftly.
“Hmph, overestimating himself!” Yan Shan sneered, stretching out a palm that ford into a large hand in the air, covering Lin Xuan.
With this palm, he intended to reduce Lin Xuan to ashes.
Pfft!
“Ah—”
Suddenly a scream sounded.
Yan Shan was thrown backward, his blood spraying towards the sky.
“What?
Yan Shan is injured?
How did this happen?” The crowd was astonished.
Not just him, even the Three Great Heavenly Pride furrowed their brows, as this outco was beyond their expectations.
“It’s impossible; he couldn’t possibly withstand the white fla,” said Prince Tianhuo, puzzled.
“Lin Xuan seems to have quite a few secrets!” Ba Wuji was very intrigued.
In the arena, Yan Shan struggled to his feet; his palm had been pierced through, and a transparent hole appeared on half of his body.
What angered him more was that the sword intent lingering in his wound seed undying, continuously wreaking havoc on his body.
“Kid, you’re courting death!”
The demonic man spoke for the first ti; his voice was very low, as if he hadn’t spoken for a long ti.
“He can speak; is he not a puppet?”
Many were confused; they had never seen a talking puppet before.
But to say that the demonic man was human didn’t quite fit either.
He carried a heavy death qi about him, which was truly eerie.
The demonic man was extrely furious.
Lin Xuan had dared to injure Yan Shan right in front of him, and what was more detestable was that his white fla had not been effective.
It should be known that his white fla was extrely terrifying.
Even Spirit Communication Realm Martial Artists would be burned to ashes upon contact.
However, Lin Xuan wasn’t affected at all.
“Stop the empty talk; your flas might be powerful, but they’re useless against !” Lin Xuan coldly laughed.
The instant he was enveloped by the white fla, the Black Dragon Fla inside his body surged out rapidly, battling the white fla.
So, the opponent’s white fla couldn’t hurt him at all.
“Ghost Fire Descends!”
The demonic man’s face showed a trace of annoyance; countless ghastly pale flas erged around him, like the flas of hell, fiercely burning.
The flas intertwined, charging towards Lin Xuan.
“rely insect tricks!
Perish!”
Lin Xuan’s sword light flickered, cutting through the flas.
At the sa ti, the Star Extre Sword traced an inexplicable path, an ancient aura emitting from the longsword.
“Gale Chasing Lightning Sword, One Sword Breaks Mountains and Rivers!”
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