Chapter 530：

So Lin Chuan must have played a game with Erlang Shen, but this is just about winning, not about life or death.

After the Chenxiang matter was perfectly solved this time, Lin Chuan and Erlangshen also disappeared in front of the High Heaven Palace.

No one knows where they are going, and no one knows whether they are alive or dead.

But when the realm reached a certain level of power, they all watched this battle silently.

...

Above a certain dense forest in the Lower Realm, two figures trampled in the void, and the breeze blew through. The robes on Lin Chuan slowly fluttered, and the bright silver armor on Erlang Shen also made a slight roar.

"Just here."

Lin Chuan slowly withdrew the Dragon Yuan sword from his waist, his eyes gradually sharpened.

Erlang Shen also grabbed his three-pointed two-edged sword, his eyes burning with a raging will to fight.

"Om~"

With the roar of the air, the two figures immediately disappeared in place. The flowers and trees on the ground seemed to have been pushed down by the airflow, and sunk into a large area directly.

This airflow became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into light.

With a bang, the light spread, and a huge crater appeared on the earth immediately, with a diameter of several hundred meters, which was very shocking.

And this is just the most common means of fighting between the two, and they can have such power.

"True Spirit Sword Technique! Yunyuwu!"

As soon as the blade was picked, a large cloud of mist instantly formed from the tip of Lin Chuan's sword.

In just a few breaths, the mist enveloped Erlang Shen.

Pouch!

Just a tentative step forward, a scar appeared on Erlangshen's arm.

"Huh? Is it Jianqi? What a powerful method!"

In Erlang's eyebrows, there was not the slightest worry, on the contrary, he became even more excited.

"Eight or Nine Profound Art!"

The black and white aura blended out and blended into Erlangshen's eyebrows in the blink of an eye. The silver armor that was originally a piece of bright white was shiny black at this time, and even Erlangshen's complexion began to change.

Qiang Qiang!

The sound of a series of swords passing through the armor sounded, even sparking sparks.

Lin Chuan's clouded sword aura, now even the armor of the **** Erlang can't be broken!

"Yunwu kill!"

Another voice came, and all the clouds and mist gathered together, turned into a rapier, and shot towards the **** Erlang.

Qiang Qiang!

A series of sparks burst out again, but it was only capable of penetrating the armor of the **** Erlang...

"The Eight-Nine Profound Art... really good!"

Seeing Erlang Shen walked out of his clouded sword aura unharmed, even Lin Chuan praised it while rubbing his palm.

"Don't be humble, you can also show your true ability."

Erlang Shen has seen that Lin Chuan’s strongest is not these, but the swordsmanship and Taoism used by his clones, whose power has increased by more than a hundredfold.

Lin Chuan smiled slightly, just nodded.

"Extra-legal clone! Sword clone!"

As soon as the voice fell, the familiar black figure appeared in front of Erlang Shen.

Jian Feng picked it up again, and the purity of the sword qi this time was completely different from the previous one.

Swordsmanship and Taoism require absolute concentration and talent.

When the clone blessed all Lin Chuan's talents and focus, this nature was completely different.

The sword aura that struck seemed to have eyes, not only had it escaped from Erlang Shen's sword aura, it was also getting faster and faster.

"boom!"

It wasn't as Lin Chuan imagined that Yijian severely injured Erlangshen.

When the sword gas went down, there was a muffled noise?

The armor of Erlangshen's upper body was completely shattered, and the sharp upper body like a sculpture was completely exposed.

The muscles above are swollen and streamlined, not superfluous, and look quite beautiful.

No trace of blood flowed out, only a white trace appeared on Erlangshen's chest.

The Eight-Nine Profound Art actually gave him such a strong defense force, which shocked Lin Chuan extremely.

"I've said that, come up with something real! Otherwise you can't beat me."

Since others have said so, Lin Chuan would naturally not hide it, and once again summoned the Dao clone.

"Qian Kun Jue! Gossip Elephant!"

Countless mysterious texts instantly enveloped the **** Erlang. Another clone of Lin Chuan was holding the Dragon Abyss sword and riding the Nine-turn Jinjinglong to the front of the **** Erlang.

"Let's officially start now..."

The voice fell, and the swords intersected.

Countless mana emerges in the gossip elephant, it is so shocking to the world! .

Chapter 258: The Elephant of the White Tiger! Win or lose! (two)

"Ahem!"

After a move fell, Erlang Shen was repelled for several steps, even vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Good magical power!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Erlang Shen became more and more courageous, and the black and white aura on his body surged again, and even the sky had changed color.

"Sanqing Shen Jue!"