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Chapter 88 Turning into a Sword?

Chapter 88 Turning the body into a sword?

Playing pretty average...

"Master!"

As soon as these words came out, except Qing Peng, Luo Qingcheng and the other three people were all shocked.

They never expected that their ancestor would be the master of Fatty Fatty and the devil in front of them.

"Holy shit?

The master of this devil is actually the ancestor!"

"Then I just said that Qingpeng's master is a devil, doesn't that mean..."

Chen Daoran was surprised, and when he thought that he had just said that Qingpeng's master was a demon, he couldn't help but feel a hair in his heart.

At the same time, Chen Xuan looked at Senior Brother Qingpeng in front of him and asked directly: "Xiang Lin, where did your body go?

Why is such an evil incarnation left behind?"

"Teacher, master, I..."

After hearing Chen Xuan's question, Xiang Lin showed a look of thinking on his face. However, the next second, he fell to his knees directly on the ground, with pain written all over his face.

The bright eyes he had just regained were once again replaced by murderous intent and madness.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Suddenly, Xiang Lin roared loudly and stood up from the ground. The long sword in his hand fluttered and waved out countless scarlet sword energies. In the gaps between these ordinary sword energies, he also used several Hellfire Swords.

and Blood Hell Sword.

Looking at the scarlet sword energy that was as dense as silk lines and astonishingly powerful, Luo Qingcheng, Chen Daoran and Zhu Wuyan all felt their hearts tightening, and couldn't help but recall their previous experience of being defeated by Xiang Lin's sword.

You know, Xiang Lin killed two Tao King Realm experts with just one strike.

Now, he has wielded hundreds of swords in a row, many of which can defeat Qing Peng with one blow.

How can one resist such a horrific attack?

Therefore, the three of them almost instinctively exclaimed: "Ancestor, be careful!"

However, in the face of the overwhelming sword energy attacking him, Chen Xuan still had a calm and indifferent expression.

Compared with Luo Qingcheng and others who were panicking and fearful, they were completely different.

"Ha! Third brother, you have grown up, and you dare to attack my master after not seeing him for tens of thousands of years!"

"When I find your real body, I will hang you up and dip your whip in cold water to give you a long memory!"

Chen Xuan said this, and then waved his hand gently, summoning a shield in front of him to block the powerful and murderous sword energy.

"Master, master, spare my life!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Lin was stunned on the spot, and he almost lost his grip on the sword in his hand. It was not known whether his mind had returned to normal, or whether he was recalling the shadow of his childhood, but he unexpectedly made a plea for mercy.

However, the next second he clenched the sword in his hand and stamped his feet on the ground.

With the fall of this kick, a huge gap opened in the ground as if being slashed by a sword. At the same time, Xiang Lin's entire body turned into a scarlet sword light that was about ten feet long, slashing straight at the shield.

.

Click—

With a shattering sound, the scarlet sword light fell heavily on the shield, cutting it into several fine cracks. The cold sword energy spread along the cracks, stabbing Luo Qingcheng, Chen Daoran and Zhu Wuyan.

Cheeks feel like needle pricks.

The terror of this sword is evident!

"Um?

Turn your body into a sword?

It’s a pretty average game…”

Chen Xuan originally considered that the Xiang Lin in front of him was just a demonized incarnation of his disciple, so he didn't take it too seriously and tried to use words to wake him up.

Now, seeing that it was obvious that the other party could not be awakened by words alone, Chen Xuan did not intend to waste time and prepared for a quick decision.

I saw that he quickly activated the spiritual power in his body, and his whole aura suddenly rose, and then he slowly stretched out two fingers that were like white jade.

Fingering techniques have always been about being strong and powerful and as fast as thunder, but Chen Xuan's fingering went in the opposite direction. It was not only extremely slow, but also soft and light, like an old lady picking up vegetables.

At the same time, maybe Xiang Lin found that he couldn't break the shield with one blow, or maybe he sensed that Chen Xuan was starting to attack, and turned from the sword light into a human form again, and then quickly stepped back, while quickly waving the long sword in his hand.

Xiang Lin retreated and swung his sword, which seemed ordinary, but the retreat was to retreat to advance, avoiding Chen Xuan's attack, and at the same time gathering new strength, and that swing was to attack instead of attack.

Guard, set up a fine sword net around him, and slash out the sword energy.

It can be said that it can advance and retreat freely, and is both offensive and defensive. It is integrated.

Seeing Xiang Lin's series of actions, not only Zhu Wuyan, who had experienced many battles, was shocked, but also Luo Qingcheng and Chen Daoran, who were accustomed to seeing big scenes with Chen Xuan, couldn't help but admire him.

However, even though Xiang Lin used retreat to advance and attack to defend, Chen Xuan still slowly stretched out his fingers, as if he was prepared to remain unchanged in response to all changes, and as if he didn't care at all about what the former did.

Ding--

With a harsh sound, Chen Xuan's two fingers broke through the sword net that Xiang Lin had laid around him, and lightly touched the latter's eyebrows.

This finger was very light and very slow, and you couldn't even feel any spiritual energy fluctuations. It looked as if Chen Xuan was brushing the dust off Xiang Lin's eyebrows, but the latter was twitching towards Xiang Lin as if he had been struck by lightning.

Then he fell down and fainted.

Seeing Xiang Lin fall to the ground and fainting, Chen Xuan slowly retracted his fingers and said lightly: "It's just so-so."

Just so-so?

!

Listening to Chen Xuan's evaluation of Xiang Lin, Luo Qingcheng and Zhu Wuyan, who had always acted steadily, couldn't help but open their mouths and didn't know what to say.

And Chen Daoran, who is usually the most out-of-the-box, said directly: "What the hell?"

You must know that they were tortured to death by Xiang Lin just now, and they were completely unable to resist. Moreover, the latter only lightly slashed out the sword energy and did not use the secret technique of transforming the body into a sword.

Sure enough, who is better at installing 13 technology? Hongmeng Continent is looking for its ancestors.

Just when they were secretly sighing at the superb cultivation of their ancestors and their extraordinary abilities, Qing Peng fell to his knees on the side and kowtowed three times to Chen Xuan with tears streaming down his face.

"Master! Is it really you?

I have been looking for you for a long time."

Luo Qingcheng and others couldn't help but be surprised by Qingpeng's sudden behavior.

Ever since they met Qingpeng, the latter had a playful and shameless look most of the time, but this was the first time they had seen the tearful look in front of them.

"Of course it's really me! Laoba, there's no need to be so polite, get up!"

Chen Xuan looked at Qingpeng with a smile, and at the same time raised his right hand slightly, signaling the latter to get up.

After this affirmative answer, instead of standing up, Qingpeng's head kowtowed heavily several times.

You know, he is not only Chen Xuan's disciple, but also the latter's single-handed influence.

At that time, if Chen Xuan had not rescued him from the pile of dead people when he was still in his infancy and taught him the method of cultivation, he would not have been able to survive until now.

Therefore, to Qingpeng, Chen Xuan is his father, heaven, and everything in the world.

Looking at Qingpeng, whose forehead was red from knocking and there was faint blood oozing from it, Chen Xuan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

Among his nine disciples, Qingpeng may not have the best talent, but he is definitely the most filial and sensible.

"Chier, get up!"

Chen Xuan circulated his spiritual power and stretched out his hand again, causing Qingpeng to stand up.

"By the way, Lao Ba! Didn't I ask all nine of you brothers to leave together and go to other small worlds?

Why are you back?

What about the rest"


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