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Phew. Endless pressure from the blood qi. It was a sign that it was going to destroy everything. The middle-aged swordsmaster smiled sinisterly. He seemed to be faster than the sword Qi.

What surprised him was that even his spirit did not absorb the true power as he had expected. Instead, it had erupted with the power of the soul and collided with the legendary face of destruction.

Bang! Bang! The strong impact instantly crushed all the plants and corpses within a radius of ten meters. "Crash, crack, crack. Rocks flew about half a foot deep and a meter wide.

At the edge of the pit stood the two men in confrontation. One of them had a look of shock on his face and was gasping for breath.

Luo Xin, who was at the center of the corpse outside the courtyard, knitted his brows. His handsome face still had the exhaustion from the war written on it. However, there was a strong desire in those round eyes. His heart was burning, his sword was humming, and he was moving towards the courtyard. No matter how many Soul Sword cultivators he killed, it wouldn't satisfy his crazed fighting spirit.

If he wanted to fight, anyone in the courtyard was fine with him. He was no longer able to suppress the surging hot blood within him. His biggest purpose in coming out this time was to find an opponent that he could fight with. He had used his own blood to forge the Heart of Expert. Even though he was unable to match up to his Soul Sword in terms of cultivation, his spirit energy allowed him to understand that the boundaries of cultivation might not be that terrifying.

Step, walk, run, run, leave the ground! Luo Xin's sword brought out a blazing flame as it flew towards the middle-aged swordmaster. He wanted to defeat the swordmaster in the shortest time possible.

It rained cats and dogs in the house, and the middle-aged swordsman had time to catch his breath before a flaming sword appeared in front of him. It was the Soul Sword kid again. He was furious. No matter what, I'm still a sword master. Today, two brats are taking turns to beat me up! With a roar, he unleashed all of his potential. Against Losey.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Their swords clashed like lightning. Their bodies constantly shifted, leaving behind afterimages.

One was a sullen swordmaster, the other a crazy young man. The battle was so intense that even the wind creatures in the yard were ruthlessly destroyed.

Ling Du swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He completely understood Luo Xin's meaning. " This kid is crazy. " Watching people fight was indeed a good way to stimulate one's fighting spirit. Ling Jun's hands couldn't control himself. How could he lose control of himself in such a life-threatening battle?

"Raising his sword, he stomped his foot and flew away." I'm coming. "

"I'll fight you later." Luo Xinbai, who was in the middle of battle, immediately released a flame to stop the Spirit from joining the battle.

You want to kill a swordmaster? Ling Yu suddenly stopped. "There is a king level expert behind this fellow's voice …" "No wonder you're not afraid!"

"Ignorant junior, come together." The dignity of a swordmaster was not to be violated. Pour it for me. " The middle-aged swordsmaster withdrew his sword and used his legs to cut a half bow, sending the enemy flying.

"Mountain Splitting Palm? How is this possible? This is also a god-race cultivation technique! " Even the spiritual force was a bit confused, how could the normally strange god race pass on their cultivation technique to outsiders? Back then, he hadn't met many people from the God race when he was massacring. Could it be that they were worried about the legendary God Domain coming to this playworld? That was definitely impossible. Just how much had happened in five thousand years? He had originally thought that Lu Eleven had a fortuitous encounter, but now it seemed that wasn't the case.

Ling Du vaguely felt that the god race participated in the war to destroy the ancient country, after she was sealed.

"Woah, woah. Luo Xin was shaken by the sudden palm strike, causing his internal organs to roll about. He flew back sixty feet and finally wasn't able to stand firm on his feet." "What kind of palm technique is this?"

"You don't deserve to know." The middle-aged swordsmaster threw away his sword and waved his hand. An unstoppable wave of air spread out in all directions. His body had already been wrapped with the true power he had created.

Using defense as an attack, turning attacks into defense. Attacking and defending came together, becoming invincible in the sky. It was said that there was a race within the Realm of the Gods that were born with inborn divine strength. They didn't use any weapons, and fought with their bare hands against each other. No pair of fists, Mountain Splitting Palm, Heaven Returning Shock. The terrifying race of the God race, and the Swordmaster in front of him was a descendant of this race?

Regardless, he could not allow the people behind Luo Xin to make a move. The person in front of him was too important to him. If the god race were to participate in the war, then the person sealing him would most likely be the god race. Why? "This is because the Spirit is preparing to attack the Celestial domain with the Black Infernal energy." Who leaked the news? "Or …"

The middle-aged swordsman, Returning Heaven Shock, attacked Luo Xin with lightning speed. At the same time, Luo Xin also rushed towards the swordmaster.

"Good timing! Heaven Returning Shock!" The middle-aged swordsman's name made Luo Xin's soul tremble. Divine technique, Divine technique … Those fiery eyes blazed with fire.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The three of them collided head on. Puff! Puff! The middle-aged swordsman's Innate Qi broke through Ling Du and Luo Xin's body, but it couldn't knock them away. Six hands, the three of them seemed to have been imprisoned, standing in the middle of the ruins. Waves of Qi spread out in all directions.

Enduring the impact of the Innate True Origin, Luo Xin ignored the blood at the corner of his mouth and coldly said, "Divine skills are only mediocre. Swordmasters are not worth mentioning."

Ling Du laughed out loud. "The god race's end is here." He controlled his primordial spirit to complete the Wind-Returning Sword Technique in a flash, and attacked the middle-aged cultivator's right palm through his shoulder.

Puff, puff, puff. The waves of the wind were getting stronger and stronger as they rushed into the swordmaster's body. Chi chi. Sword Qi raged in his arm. Before the middle-aged cultivator could move, many bloody wounds had already appeared on Ling Jun's left arm.

Luo Xin wasn't in a good mood either. The flame spell he secretly casted was also sealed within the middle-aged cultivator's arm.

"Ignorant child, those who see Heaven Returning Shaking will only die." The middle-aged swordsman pushed with his left foot and used all his strength to push both Ling Jun and Luo Xin away. He took the opportunity to strike out with two palms, a foot long illusory palm, straight towards the two of them.

His feint had arrived, and he had already arrived. Boom! The middle-aged man who was approaching Luo Xin struck him three times consecutively. The palm was like the wind, and the palm was urging him to move forward.

Bang! Luo Xin flew ten Zhang before he landed. He felt as if his mind was in a mess, and the sound of bones cracking had not stopped yet. He was on the verge of collapse, but he did not look at his enemies. Instead, he looked at Ling Jun.

At that moment, his spirit was suffering the same pain as his. No, worse than him. The middle-aged cultivator's fists were like rain, hitting Ling Jun.

The spirit was floating in the air like bits of paper in the wind.

"Let me see what potential you have." The Mentor had already opened his mind to the attack, and was about to unleash his iron fist while simultaneously absorbing the spiritual energy. That day, he hurriedly completed Purification and never had the chance to temper his new body. His opponent's fist attack had given him an opportunity.

Bang! Bang! Crack! Crack! The swordmaster was beaten into a frenzy by Luo Xin. F * ck, he hit me three times and he's punching so many times. It was obviously discrimination.

"He suffered a setback. The hatred from the last time had yet to be resolved, and now, Ling Yu was showing off his strength in front of him." "You're very strong?" In his rage, he did not care if the middle-aged swordsman would attack him or not. He charged straight at Ling Jun. He swung his fire fist at Ling Jun's face, giving him a good beating.

Something was wrong! Stronger than my anger? The middle-aged swordsmaster didn't pay any attention to his words. He kicked Luo Xin away with his foot and attacked Luo Xin with his right hand horizontally. Both of you will die. " He already knew that the two in front of him had a grudge, but this was his home ground. If he couldn't defeat the two kids with the Soul Sword, then he wouldn't have to stay in the Free City. Even if he was afraid of their strength, he wasn't afraid of their teamwork.