Not long after, Lin Ziwei's body was filled with sword energy.

Thousands of sword techniques are condensed with the power of the soul, but they can have substantial lethality.

As a result, blood began to flow out of Lin Ziwei's body.

Although Wan Qian Jian Jue had already repulsed Lin Ziwei, Chen Xuan keenly discovered that Lin Ziwei's soul was suppressed deep in his soul.

What really controls his actions are the two red snakes on his shoulders.

"You think I don't know where your body is and want to control it through the power of your soul?"

Chen Xuan shouted angrily again, waved a sword energy and killed the red snake.

You! Zhang Pingyun’s shocked voice came out. He didn’t expect that Chen Xuan’s sword energy could reach the depths of his soul.

After this sword energy hit, the two red snakes immediately disappeared into the sky and the earth.

A few seconds passed, and Lin Ziwei suddenly opened his eyes.

The red light in his eyes has dissipated, and he has obviously regained his senses.

"What happened..." Lin Ziwei's face was full of shock. When he came back to his senses, he saw Chen Xuan standing next to him.

"It's you, go to hell!"

Lin Ziwei just wanted to attack, but found pain coming from his body.

Ah! Because in the contest between Chen Xuan and Zhang Pingyun, Lin Ziwei was always injured.

Therefore, Lin Ziwei's body had many scars. After Zhang Pingyun's soul was withdrawn from his body, Lin Ziwei's injuries did not recover.

Chen Xuan squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Ziwei lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Lin Ziwei, I know you hate me, but I also saved you once."

Lin Ziwei closed his eyes and began to recall what happened before he fell into coma: "You mean Zhang Pingyun from the Snake God Cult?"

Chen Xuan nodded and said: "Yes, your soul was occupied by him just now, thanks to me for rescuing you."

"Then what do you want to say?"

Lin Ziwei spit out a mouthful of blood, his expression was very cautious.

He was not sure whether Chen Xuan would kill him with one sword now.

Chen Xuan smiled and said: "Don't look at me with a wary expression. If I wanted to kill you, I could have done it just now. Why didn't I kill you while you were unconscious, but wait for you to wake up and follow you?"

What do you mean?"

Lin Ziwei thought about it carefully and felt that what Chen Xuan said was very reasonable, so he said: "Then what do you want to do?

My cultivation is no match for him, and even if the two of us join forces, we may not be able to kill him."

Chen Xuan shook his head slightly: "Zhang Pingyun is not as strong as you think, not to mention that he is still injured now. The two of us can definitely kill him if we join forces."

"But I am already a disabled person now. My arms have been chopped off and there are countless scars. How can I fight with him?"
Chapter completed!