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After entering battle mode, Ling Yan's expression was abnormally focused. All that remained in his eyes were the bodyguards flying over and the longsword in his hand.

All of the blood vitality in his body exploded out. As Ling Yan paced back and forth, he moved a foot to the side and forcibly dodged the sword attack. The guard's sword missed and cut the ground, creating a series of 'chi chi chi' sparks!

Ling Yan's facial expression did not change. Before he could even stabilize himself, he turned around and used a whip kick to heavily sweep at the guard's body.

The guard sneered, and dodged Ling Yan's attack. With a move of his right hand, the sword immediately slashed towards Ling Yun's arm like a viper!

The sword was very fast!

Ling Yan felt a sense of impending crisis, and before he could pull back his leg, his body was already instinctively stuck to the ground.

"Walla ~"

A sword light flashed, and a string of blood blossomed.

Ling Yan took a few steps back and covered his left arm with his right hand as he stared at the guard with a serious expression.

"Hehe, kid, how does it feel to have your skin cut by a sword?" The guard looked at Ling Yan, and the corners of his mouth curled into a proud smile.

Little brat, you want to fight him? It's the same as playing with him.

"The 3rd level of the Mortal Stage is only at the initial stage. It's only so-so." Ling Yan straightened his body, stood upright, and replied in disdain.

The guard's sword had only slightly cut his arm. To Ling Yan, this kind of injury was nothing more than a common occurrence, he didn't feel anything at all.

However, he had to admit in his heart that his current attack speed could not keep up with the speed of the guards.

"Good!" Now, I shall send you on your way. It's your fault, you displeased Young Master Ouyang! "

The guard's face darkened, and he no longer wasted time talking to Ling Yan. With an explosive shout, the longsword in his hand suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light. It was like a burning sun, emitting intense heat!

Human Stage Mid Rank Martial Skill — Scorching Sun Slash!

Ling Yan had a bad feeling about this. He turned around and dashed into the depths of the forest.

"Haha, you want to run? You can't! Die!"

The guard laughed out loud, fiercely swinging his sword towards the running Ling Yan.

"Swoosh!"

A ball of energy carrying an intense white light almost instantly caught up to Ling Yan!

Damn it! There was no time to use the Frenzied Bull's Head!

Ling Yan's expression was somewhat sinister. With a loud shout, the blood vitality within his body surged out. His fist carried a fist wind as it heavily collided with the white energy mass of the Scorching Sun Slash.

BOOM!

A deafening sound rang out as a figure flew out from the tree, spitting out a mouthful of blood that splattered out in all directions. After that, Ling Yan's entire body crashed into a large tree, breaking it in half and rolling a few times on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

Just as he was about to struggle and get up, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, then with a stomp on his chest, he smashed Ling Yan to the ground once again.

"Boy, your life is quite tough. If you don't die even like this, then an ordinary Third Stage Mortal Core warrior would be dead by now."

The guard lowered his head to look at Ling Yan, his eyes flashing with surprise. This boy's defensive power was too astonishing. He originally wanted to use his full strength to blow up Ling Yan's body, but he didn't expect that only a few wounds had been inflicted.

However, no matter what, today was the day Ling Yan would die.

The guard looked at Ling Yan with an ice-cold gaze. He stepped on Ling Yan's chest, not allowing him to move. He raised the sharp sword in his hand, aimed at Ling Yan's throat, and viciously stabbed down!

An ice-cold killing intent suddenly attacked him!

Ling Yan's eyes were wide open, his face filled with unwillingness. Was he about to die?!

"No!" Ling Yan let out a furious roar.

Suddenly, his body was enveloped by a dazzling golden light. An extremely powerful aura exploded from Ling Yan's body. The guard's heart skipped a beat and was sent flying before he could even react. With a bang, he collided with a large tree behind him.

"Cough, cough ~"

The guard used his sword to prop himself up. He stood up and looked at Ling Yan who was slowly standing up, his eyes filled with shock.

Suddenly, a strong killing intent enveloped the guard, causing his entire body to feel ice-cold. His blood seemed to have frozen, and he was barely able to move!

"You, you …" The guard trembled. How could this be? How could he suddenly become so powerful?

At this time, Ling Yan's entire body was bathed in golden light, and even his eyes seemed to have turned a resplendent gold. He looked at his own body, and then clenched his fists, feeling an extremely powerful force!

"Is this the power of a battle spirit possessing the body …"