None of the four ancient warriors expected that Lin Xuan would attack them so quickly.

Lin Xuan rushed straight towards Fu Yuan, and Shen Jun in his hand stabbed Fu Yuan's heart hard.

"You guy!"

Fu Yuan snorted angrily, but he was not at all panic. His steps were windy under his feet, dodging Lin Xuan's attack like a ghost, and distanced himself from Lin Xuan enough.

He acts like a ghost, like a ghost - this is the origin of the name "Ghost Spirit".

But Lin Xuan just likes to hit people like this.

Because...his speed will only be faster than him!

Before Fu Yuan could stand firm, Lin Xuan's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and Shen Jun stabbed his heart again like a maggot on his bones.

"you!!"

Fu Yuan finally became a little panicked now.

Because this is the first time he has met someone who is comparable to him in terms of speed.

"Get out of here!!"

Although Fu Yuan was good at ghostly speed, his iron fists were also extremely powerful, hitting Lin Xuan's left shoulder directly, forcing him to slow down.

Chih—!

A small thread of blood was pierced from Fu Yuan's chest, but fortunately it was not directly penetrated.

"Brother Fu Yuan hold on! I'll be here soon!"

Yuntian shouted and grabbed his right hand behind.

clang--!

With a loud sword roar, the Tianyun Sword was taken out by Yuntian.

Then he stepped suddenly and his body attacked Lin Xuan like a cannonball. The Tianyun Sword in his hand shook slightly, but in an instant he instantly lifted hundreds of unpredictable sword shadows, covering Lin Xuan!

"The fourth style of Tianyun Sword Technique - Guixu Yi Sword!"

Yuntian shouted softly, and the Tianyun Sword suddenly swung out several heart-wrenching sword lights, hiding among the sword shadows, slashing Lin Xuan straight!

Faced with this sword technique that could almost scare people half to death, Lin Xuan was not panicked at all, and his face still maintained a cold expression. Shen Jun in his hand only slashed those real attacks, and he didn't even look at the false sword shadow.

Just break it with one force!

"good!"

Yuntian saw it, his pupils shrank slightly. After a sigh of praise, the Tianyun Sword slashed out again.

This time, only a sword light came straight.

But it seems like it is stinging the soul!

Lin Xuan's eyes suddenly condensed, and Shen Jun slashed out again, and accurately swept across the sword light, blocking the Tianyun Sword!

clang--!!

Shen Jun is a short sword that can successfully block a weapon of the length of the Tianyun Sword with this weapon. Even if it is Yuntian, it may not be possible!

Yuntian was stunned for a moment.

Taking advantage of this fleeting opportunity, Lin Xuan directly kicked and kicked him in the abdomen.

Although Yuntian was alert, he could only stretch out his left hand and blocked his abdomen, but was almost kicked to pieces by Lin Xuan!

Yuntian was kicked back several times, and his left hand felt unbearable pain.

"The descendants of Tianyun Sword have never been someone else's lackey."

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, reflecting a sense of regret: "But you have insulted the divine light of the Tianyun Sword and are willing to be Su Wenyao's lackey..."

"Since you can't wait to die, I'll send you on your way first!"

Lin Xuan suddenly stepped out and headed straight for Yuntian.

The descendant of the Tianyun Sword has been around for several generations.

According to Lin Xuan's memory, he clearly remembered that in the previous generation, even in places like Xuanyuan, which regarded ancient martial artists as treasures, there was no successor to the Tianyun Sword.

Yuntian quickly caught up with him, and the Tianyun Sword was almost about to pierce his heart.

Chi—!!!!
Chapter completed!