: 161th Autumn Mark Sword vs Golden Snake Sword

The sword gas hummed and buzzed.
The sword pattern boy stepped forward one step before, his momentum rose again, as if a big mountain was coming down.
Nearby, some warriors quietly poked their heads, staring nervously at the battle in the distance.
"Who is that man, so terrifying!"
"People around Lin Feng, how can there be weak people, it seems that the boy in the opposite direction is going to be unlucky!"
The sword pattern boy stared at Lin Xuan and slowly pulled out his long sword.
It was a long golden sword with a curved body, like a crawling serpent.
The long sword emerged from the sheath and turned into a curved streamer in the air.
"Golden snake sword!"
"He turned out to be the Golden Snake Jianyan!" Exclaimed the soldier who lived nearby.
The Golden Snake Jianyan returned, ranking 32nd in the Qianlong list. I never expected him to appear here!
The sword pattern boy's long sword is in his hand, and his body is strangely twisted, like a spirit snake.
Behind him, a sword-shaped snake image gradually appeared, terrifying.
Lin Xuan holds Qiu Hen Sword in his hand, the whole body's breath condenses in one point.
He is very clear that he has no advantage in fighting spiritual power.
However, his attack was very powerful, especially after the fusion of the two forces of wind and thunder, his battle rose again.
"Golden snake travel!"
The sword pattern juvenile Yan swung back with a sword, and the sword flickered, coming from the sky.
"The wind and thunder burst!"
Lin Xuan's feet slumped, the air waves spread like water splashes, and his entire body flew out quickly like an arrow from Li Xuan.
Huh!
Nearing the golden snake sword qi, Lin Xuan drew his sword.
boom!
The air seemed to explode, and tens of meters of sword-mane flew away like lightning.
A sword comes out, the wind thunders!
Huh!
Qiuhen Sword cuts obliquely, which exactly fits the seven inches of Jin Snake Sword Qi.
Suddenly, the Golden Snake's sword gas quickly weakened, and finally disappeared completely.
Yan Hui's face was gloomy, his body flashed, and he quickly came to hit Lin Xuan, and the golden snake sword stabbed like lightning.
Ding Ding Ding Ding!
A series of metal collision sounds rang out in the void, and bursts of gorgeous flames burst out like meteors scattered.
Each hit by the two men is a sword-to-sword tip, extremely precise.
The difference is that Jianwen Juvenile has been moving forward, but Lin Xuan is backing away.
No way, the opponent's spiritual power is too powerful, and every impact makes his arm numb.
Huh!
The two swords collided again, and Lin Xuan's face glanced back a few steps.
"If that's the trick, let's die!"
The sword pattern boy waved a sword, the sword light changed to two, then four, and finally formed eight golden pythons, rushing to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's eyes flickered, and the opponent's Linghai Wuzhongtian's cultivation acted on him too much.
It seems that I can only use the sword.
Lin Xuan retracted the sword into the black scabbard, his eyes gradually became cold.
"Are you giving up?"
In the distance, someone sighed.
"It is a miracle to fight against Linghai Wuzhong with Linghai Ertian's cultivation!"
In the dark behind these warriors, there are two old figures standing far away.
One of them was wearing a red robe, and the other was wearing a white robe. It was the two elders of Wanbaolou.
"Are you going to save him?" The old man in white robe asked.
"No, his strength should be more than that!"
Just as the two talked, the martial artist in front of him exclaimed.
"He fought back!"
Indeed, Lin Xuan fought back.
The sword in the body surged, and the sharp sword erupted.
"Hurricane!"
The sword shadow swept away, and four blue hurricanes dozens of meters high flew out, sweeping the world and crashing into golden pythons in all directions.
With a sword, Lin Xuan shot continuously.
He stepped on the magic thunder step, his body flickered constantly, and he quickly approached the sword pattern boy.
"Wind thunder!"
The blue sword gas surged, as if turning into a blue dragon.
Outside, it was crackling with a golden arc.
In Lin Xuan's mind, the big dragon sword trembled, and the sword qi from outside sent out the dragon roaring body.
The golden arc merged into the sword's qi and turned into golden dragon scales, which were extremely dazzling.
"Oh my God, what a breath!" Someone exclaimed in the distance.
"Sword intention!" The sword pattern boy moved for the first time, with deep jealousy in his eyes.
This is the realm all swordsmen dream of, but only a few can understand it.
Of the people he knew, only Lin Feng realized Jianyi, and that abnormal combat power made him tremble.
"This person cannot stay!"
In an instant, there was a decision in the mind of Jianwen Juvenile, neither he nor Lin Feng did not want someone who understood the meaning of sword to exist.
Huh!
Feng Lei's sword was about to reach the extreme, and in a blink of an eye, he fought against the sword pattern boy.
The thunder and lightning flashed, the wind fluttered, and the violent power destroyed the body defense of the sword-print boy.
When everything was calm, Lin Xuan frowned.
On the opposite side, the sword pattern boy slipped out dozens of meters on the ground, and deep grooves appeared on the ground.
Most of his body armor was torn, but he still didn't hurt him.
"Is this the strength of Linghai Wuzhongtian? It really is abnormal!"
Lin Xuan sighed, and the gap was too big for him to break the defense.
"It hurt me, you can go to death!" The sword-textured boy looked pale, and he wanted to get rid of Lin Xuan anyway.
In the distance, a group of warriors was shocked, this combat power was too scary.
In the darkness, the red and white elders were even more surprised.
"I didn't expect this kid to realize the sword meaning, it seems that the battle of the Inscription Tower is hopeful!"
"Must not let him be troubled!" The old man in white robes was ready to shoot.
"Let's see what else the boy can do." The old man in the red robe was not in a hurry. Since he saw the strange rune painted by Lin Xuan, he felt that Lin Xuan was not simple.
It seems to be true.
"Boy, let me see where your limits are!"
In the battlefield, Lin Xuan suddenly shot and the wind melted silently.
puff!
Behind the sword pattern boy, the air cracked, and a sharp sword gas cut on him.
The armor was cut out of horrible fissures, shocking.
However, Jianwen Ju's body defense was too thick, and Lin Xuan's sword energy could only be cut in half.
"Melting wind!"
Lin Xuan shot his sword one after another, all flying to the same position.
The sword pattern boy was furious, and at the same time he was shocked. If he was chopped in the same position by three swords, he would definitely be injured.
Fortunately, he was not a fame-stricken generation, and he jumped away and avoided two swords.
The swordprint boy's body glides in the air, the golden snake behind him reappears, fits with the golden snake sword in his hand, and splits down.
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The violent spirit power is like mountains, pressing down, everything below becomes dust.
At this moment, those nearby warriors fled and ran towards the distance.
Lin Xuan retreated, and quickly avoided the attack.
At the same time, Qiu Hen sword danced in his hand, playing a split-wind style.
The air seemed to be cut open, with a strange shift.
The golden python in the air was pulled by invisible force, as if to be crushed.
In some weak places, horrible cracks appeared.
call!
The sword pattern boy ignored Lin Xuan's attack, but quickly came to his side.
The curved golden snake sword glowed with gloom, stabbing at Lin Xuan's left rib