"Why is the Love Sword ineffective against him?"
A bunch of question marks appeared in Yuan Haonian's mind. [Read the novel with the correct chapters, search on google]
He is very confident in his special skills. Anyone whose level is lower than his will temporarily forget the mortal world after being struck by this sword, which is called amnesia.
The effect of this sword technique is similar to Meng Po Tang, except that his sword can only make the opponent forget the person he loves, which is much worse than Meng Po Tang.
If you don't want to be forgotten, you have to fight with willpower, but even if you have the will, you won't be able to hold on for long.
But right now, Lin Jichen didn't look like he was being tricked? This made him doubt his own skills for the first time.
"Has this kid never had feelings?"
Yuan Haonian even came up with a bold guess.
There is nothing wrong with him thinking this way. Lin Jichen is very young. At this age, he is the time to concentrate on his cultivation. It is reasonable that he has never been emotional.
After all, he had no intention of falling in love when he was young. He and his late wife were over four hundred years old when they were together.
Before that, he had been an old virgin.
The more he thought about Yuan Haonian, the more he realized that he was right. He guessed that Lin Jichen must be just like him, he was still a virgin.
And this made Yuan Haonian feel a little bit pained. If he had known that he was a virgin, he would not have used the Love Sword to deal with him at all. He would have just used a high-damage sword technique to kill this girl. Now he is fine, in vain.
Another wasted opportunity.
Lin Jichen didn't know what this old guy was thinking. If he knew that the other party suspected that he was a virgin, he would probably laugh out loud.
Please, he already has a wife! Who has the same virtues as you, a 400-year-old virgin?
Lin Jichen only knows now that his Po Meng's blood saved him, otherwise he would really have to commit suicide to relieve his ruthless state.
"Senior, this is the second sword strike, and there is still one sword left."
Yuan Haonian snorted coldly and said: "You are lucky, but you will still die with this last sword strike!"
After saying that, Yuan Haonian took a deep breath and concentrated on this final blow.
When Yuan Haonian's spiritual power was poured into the wooden sword in his hand, there was an electric light lingering on the wooden sword. The endless sword power was like a natural disaster hurricane, sweeping the entire place and condensing at an extremely fast speed!
As Yuan Haonian recited the sword technique, earth-shattering thunder sounded in the sky, and countless lightning flashes crisscrossed above his head, just like the nine-day thunder calamity coming to the world.
Yuan Haonian had used his sword to draw thunder before, but the effect was far less effective than now.
The lightning was like a python, densely covering the night sky.
Lin Jichen looked at the scene in front of him and his breath froze. What kind of sword skills were these? Several of them were scary.
Just the vision it evokes is terrifying.
He had only seen this kind of dynamic swordsmanship in fights between giants in the Ascension Realm.
At the same time, Lin Jichen's heart felt cold. Can he withstand such a powerful sword technique?
At the moment, all of his defensive skills have been used, and all the sword skills at the bottom of the box have been used. He has no powerful skills to offset the damage with his backhand, which means that he almost has to use his pure body to eat the opponent's sword.
Lin Jichen looked at his blood volume and saw that he still had over 1.2 million.
With such a large amount of blood, Lin Jichen wouldn't worry at all normally. It's just one sword, and I, the blood ox sword cultivator, can resist it casually!
But now Lin Jichen felt a little uneasy, because he had never experienced this kind of movement skill personally.
But right now, he had no other option. The only thing he could do was to brave the sword.
Now he can only pray that his health bar of more than 1.2 million can hold on.
Just when Lin Jichen was about to resign himself to his fate, a game prompt sounded in his ears!
"Ding! The Eye of Babel was successfully triggered!"
Lin Jichen was stunned on the spot
Around the manor, everyone witnessed the vision of heaven and earth caused by Yuan Haonian, and they all looked horrified.
"What kind of ghost swordsmanship is this? It's so scary!"
"This is more terrifying than the thunder disaster I encountered when I broke through to the realm of gods."
"The vision alone is so awesome. What kind of swordsmanship does this old man use?"
"I feel like my Buddhist practice will melt within a second if I go up there."
"It's over, can Brother Lin withstand this sword?"
Everyone was worried about Lin Jichen. Ren Lan had blind faith in Lin Jichen. She said with determination: "Don't worry, Xiao Linzi is unrivaled in the gaming field. This old man can't kill him!"
As soon as she said this, the Dapeng demon cultivator on the side sneered.
"Absurd! Ignorant! That is a holy sword technique. How can he, a small swordsman in the realm of gods, be able to withstand it?"
Holy product!
Everyone was shocked, holy swordsmanship? Damn it! This is too perverted!
It has been two years since this game came out, and top-level skills are very rare. Many players have never seen top-level skills in their lives.
Holy products are even more unheard of.
At this moment, the Dapeng demon cultivator had completely given up. His face was pale and his heart was ashen. He murmured: "It's over, we are all going to die."
As he spoke, he said angrily: "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have found some sword-type soul for my son. This kid promised to find a sword-type soul for him just to pick up a fox, which made me lose my life."
Here, alas!"
The Dapeng demon cultivator beat his chest and stamped his feet, while the other two subordinates also hugged each other and cried, as if they had already sensed the approach of death.
Affected by them, Ren Lan and others were all dejected and did not pay attention at all. In the sky, the thunder seemed louder and the flashes of lightning seemed to be more frequent.
It was Niu Naitang who noticed something was wrong immediately. She pointed at the sky and said, "Look!"
Everyone followed the sound, but none of them looked at Lin Jichen first. Instead, they all focused on Yuan Haonian.
There was no way, whoever caused this commotion was caused by Yuan Haonian. Everyone hoped that Yuan Haonian's swordsmanship would be louder than thunder and less raindrops, so as not to kill Lin Jichen instantly.
In the center of the battlefield, in mid-air, Yuan Haonian's sword technique was completed. He pointed his sword at the sky and shouted loudly.
"Nine! Xiao! Royal! Thunder! Cut!"
When the sword technique was completely formed, Yuan Haonian showed a domineering look on his face, and he said to Lin Jichen: "Boy, you are already dead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the thunder in the sky was sucked into the wooden sword in his hand, and Yuan Haonian slashed it down suddenly!
Stab!
There was a deafening sound of thunder, and the thunder light turned into a hundred-foot sword light, like a zenith blade, falling from the sky, carrying the power to destroy everything, and falling towards Lin Jichen's head with a crushing force!
The power of the thunder sword is simply shocking. Wherever it goes, the spiritual energy in the void is instantly evaporated, and countless cracks appear in the void, like a shattered mirror!
Under the sword, Lin Jichen was like a drop in Taicang, appearing so small, fragile, and insignificant.
The attention of the whole audience turned from the earth-shattering thunder elephant to Lin Jichen, and everyone's eyes also changed from worry to regret.
Everyone felt that under such terrifying swordsmanship, no matter how powerful Lin Jichen was, there was no way he could survive.
But when everyone focused their attention on Lin Jichen, a shocking scene appeared!
