Chapter 1001: Fake Zhuxian Sword

The imperial robes were the robes that Lin Qian condensed with his spirit energy, and his defensive ability was extremely powerful.
Therefore, most of the power of the thunder bombardment just now was bombarded on the emperor's robes.
Just to defend against the continuous thunder bombardment, Lin Qian must also derive his imperial will and imperial robe into a barrier that can cover his whole body, so that he can be safe and sound.
Every thunder bombardment consumes a lot of Lin Qian's soul energy.
The repeated baptisms of Thunder also allowed Lin Qian to continuously condense and infuse his spirit energy to maintain his defense.
After Mao Yu's Lei Hai Anger was over, Lin Qian's spirit was already at a loss.
Lin Qian's dantian is also massive, and the soul qi that he holds is very huge, and with the spiritual qi perfusion of the fantasy star, he has not been too worried about soul qi consumption.
But this time, it was actually a loss of most of his soul energy, which was extremely damage.
"This trick is really amazing." Lin Qian's face was pale, and he couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of blood, his color was jet-black.
After being bombarded by the thunder again and again, the internal organs were naturally shocked, the internal injuries were not light, and the blood was congested.
Lin Qian felt much more comfortable after vomiting up with such a bruise.
Liu Maoyu also fell on the ground from a few feet low. He was shocked when he looked at Lin Qian, who lowered his head in front of him and stroked his chest.
Thunder Sea Fury's move, the previous Thunder, did not consume much soul energy, and the power of Thunder was not weak, but it was not very tyrannical. The purpose was to bombard the enemy once and restrict its speed.
Until this time, it was when Lei Hai really screamed. Under the bombardment of countless thunders, everyone would be thwarted and ashes left.
The force of terror, people of the same realm, can't handle it at all, the best way to take it is to escape quickly.
But this Lin Qian, who had resisted head-on for so long, didn't even die. It seemed that his spirit was consumed too much and he was only slightly injured!
This made Liu Maoyu completely unable to accept it. Even though he had used such a powerful killer move, there was no way to kill the other party?
"Even if you have borne the Lei Hai Fury, your wastage is too great, and then it will not be so useful." Staring at Lin Qian in front of him, Liu Maoyu was full of confidence, and his arms squirmed. , Condensed into two sword blades, thunder like a snake climbed onto the double sword blades transformed from arms.
The purple thunder spirit circulates rapidly above the two swords. From this scene alone, you can see how powerful the strength of the sword is.
Sharp and hard to resist.
"I can see it. The imperial robes and robes of the human emperor resembling the human emperor on your body are formed by the condensed spirit and possess a strong defense." Liu Maoyu bowed slightly, like The liquid metal is constantly circulating, and the speed is getting faster and faster.
Lin Qian still lowered his head, caressed his chest and stomach, and coughed lightly. He coughed up black blood from time to time, and ignored the other party.
Liu Maoyu didn’t mind Lin Qian’s ignoring his words. Instead, he was confident and ready to win:
Now, you are in a white robe, because you have no way to condense the clothes. Used as a defense."
"So, how many times can your pure physical body and your still weak spirit energy resist my electric blade?"
When the voice fell, Liu Maoyu's speed broke out again, and the purple thunder was left behind by him. His arms turned into thunder blades. In the mid-air, the purple streamer turned into a purple sword curtain. , Hacked towards the opponent.
At this moment, Lin Qian, who had originally bowed his head, suddenly raised his head. In his eyes, the golden color of the Emperor pupil had already undergone a huge change, turning into a purple-golden whirlpool.
In an instant, Liu Maoyu's figure was slightly stiff, and his consciousness fell deeply into it.
On the position of Liu Maoyu's body and head, there are two white crystals like gems. Those are his eyes and where he sees things.
And after his eyes touched Lin Qian's, he immediately fell into that whirlpool, unable to extricate himself, and in a flash, he was fascinated by the illusion.
The terrifying soul power from Lin Qian instantly acted in the opponent's mind. The original rapid forward movement stopped, as if time had stopped.
But at this moment, Liu Maoyu suddenly came back to his senses and retreated madly towards the rear. After a safe distance was determined by himself, he looked at the other party in horror.
Zijin Emperor pupil!
At this moment, among Lin Qian's supreme emperor pupils, there was a purple light, and the purple-golden pupils gave people a strange feeling.
"I woke up so quickly, the realm is still weak!" Seeing Liu Maoyu's reaction, Lin Qian sighed inwardly.
He has a strong soul, but if he wants to use the corresponding soul power, he still needs to have the corresponding physical power and soul energy. If his realm is not strong enough, there is no way to display a strong enough soul power.
Even so, in Lin Qian's view, the power he possessed was enough, and the opponent had already been affected by him.
"How could your soul power be so strong?" Liu Maoyu shook his head, still unable to wake up from Lin Qian's influence, looking at the other party, unbelievable.
"Unfortunately, I didn't fall into the illusion, but it slowed down your speed, which is enough." Seeing Liu Maoyu's state, Lin Qian sighed secretly, and suddenly an ancient sword appeared in his hand, which he firmly grasped. In the hands, "Suffer to death!"
Lin Qian didn't explain much, he started directly, and burst out with a shocking speed, pressing the current Liu Maoyu.
Facing Lin Qian rushing towards him, Liu Maoyu deliberately dodges, but unfortunately, in his mind, there is no way to play the full speed, only to raise the electric blade to block.
Huh!
"Ah!" The howl of pain was transmitted from Liu Maoyu's body. The pain from the depths of his soul made him unable to bear.
This sword could even hurt his soul at the same time, if it was the right thing, it would be killed directly.
"This is not a primitive weapon, a Horcrux weapon, Human Race can only exert 70% of its power, you..." Liu Maoyu hurriedly backed away and looked at Lin Qian in fear, as if looking at a monster. .
"This is an imitation sword made by Tongtian himself. Even if it is a counterfeit, it is also a counterfeit of the Zhuxian Sword anyway. It is more than enough to kill you!"
As soon as Lin Qian's voice fell, his eyes stern, and he waved Zhu Xianjian again.