Seeing the five-clawed golden dragon being tortured in agony, Lin Jichen took action decisively.
He raised his hand and pointed, and a sword energy condensed like a waterfall in the sky and fell towards the five-clawed golden dragon.
Shengyuan, who was still sucking the blood of the golden dragon, felt a strong crisis. He subconsciously raised his head and saw an invisible sword locking him.
It's just that he had great confidence in his own defense power, so he chose to ignore it and resist the damage.
The sword energy slashed down, but it did not hurt the golden dragon. Instead, it struck Shengyuan on the back with precision like a scalpel.
Bah!
Sheng Yuan suddenly felt a sharp pain. Although his back was not broken, a deep white mark appeared on his skin, which was comparable to dragon scales!
The severe burning pain made Shengyuan let go of the fragrant golden dragon and temporarily flew away from it.
Because of this, Jin Long saved his life.
"Go help others, leave this bald man to me." Lin Jichen said.
As if the golden dragon was receiving a general amnesty, it hurriedly jumped all the way away, not daring to stay here anymore.
Only then did Shengyuan realize that the person who had just taken action was actually Lin Jichen.
As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
Seeing Lin Jichen again, Sheng Yuan's eyes were as real as day, filled with murderous intent, and filled with blood.
"Lin! Ji! Chen!"
Three words popped out of Shengyuan's mouth, and one could feel the overwhelming hatred for Lin Jichen from his tone.
On the contrary, Lin Jichen seemed very indifferent and even laughed and teased.
"Long time no see. You've made a lot of progress. In order to become stronger, you betrayed your master and considered a thief as your father. You also made yourself look like a monster. You drink blood like you are wearing hair. You are neither a human nor a ghost. It's hard for you."
Sheng Yuan snorted coldly: "You don't have to make sarcastic remarks here. I am no longer what I used to be. Do you think you can still defeat me like before?"
"Oh? It seems that you are indeed very confident. No wonder you dare to come to Mu Xianzhou and want to hurt my Taoist companion. You can do it. You are very brave even if Situ Haokong does not dare to do it."
Lin Jichen said with a smile, but there was murderous intent in his tone.
Feeling the chill, Sheng Yuan couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and subconsciously recalled the scenes of being beaten by Lin Jichen over the years.
This is an instinctive fear, and it is also his current inner demon.
Although Sheng Yuan felt a little bad, when he thought about his current strength, he thought that Lin Jichen was just at the peak of enlightenment like him.
Thinking this way, he felt much more at ease.
"It's just the instinctive fear brought by the inner demon to me. There's nothing to be afraid of. He, Lin Jichen, is just a simple sword cultivator, while I am both a Buddha and a demon cultivator, and I have also become a Heavenly Dragon Holy Body. What can he use to fight me? That's right.
That's it, as long as I kill him, my great revenge will be avenged, and my inner demons will be eliminated. After reaching the realm of feathering, I believe that even Leng Feiyan can't do anything to me!!"
Sheng Yuan thought secretly in his heart, his confidence suddenly doubled, and his eyes looking at Lin Jichen became contemptuous.
He chuckled and said: "Lin Jichen, I guessed that you might come to me, but you know, I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I calculated the secret when I came. Do you know how the secret answered me?
"
Lin Jichen did not answer, but joked: "I didn't expect to do this again. I was thinking about whether to kill you and let you live as a dog to tell fortunes to make ends meet."
Shengyuan was not annoyed. He walked across the sky, without any fear in his heart. Instead, he said happily: "Tianji told me that my winning rate in this battle is 80%, while yours is only 20%."
"Where did you take the test?"
"Of course it's Huafeng Prefecture."
"I remembered, there seems to be a country called 'India' next to you, right?" Lin Jichen asked curiously.
"So what." Shengyuan said impatiently.
Lin Jichen laughed and said, "That's not surprising. Third brother and his friends have always been blindly confident. No wonder you have such confidence. You measured it on top of their heads, right?"
"No need to say more, today is your day to die! Just die."
Shengyuan didn't understand what he was talking about at all. He was eager for revenge and didn't want to talk nonsense to Lin Jichen anymore. He raised his palm and fell into the air!
The same silent palm print that was used against Ji Tongyin fell again, and it was more than ten times more powerful than before!
"Phaseless Devil's Palm!"
Facing the offensive of this vast demonic energy, Lin Jichen did not dodge, he also wanted to test the opponent's strength.
I saw a sharp look in his eyes, and a clear sword cry echoed through the sky.
A flying sword shot out of the air and shot straight into the sky.
The sword edge was like a fearless warrior, resolutely crashing into Shengyuan's falling palm of the formless devil!
Sheng Yuan's formless demonic palm was as black as ink, and Lin Jichen's Wind Tribulation Sword surged with white light, one black and one white, intertwined and collided, fighting fiercely!
The two forces collided, and the terrifying fluctuations caused the sky and the earth to change color. The sky for hundreds of miles around was like a phantom lamp, which alternated between white and black. One second it was dark, and the next second it was daylight.
The surrounding mountains also suffered disasters. Countless rocks collapsed, rivers poured in, and all living creatures fled frantically. Those who were too late were killed by the aftershock.
Seeing that the strength of both sides seemed to be evenly divided, Shengyuan's eyes showed a bit of pride. This is who he is now. Sure enough, Lin Jichen has nothing to fear!
However, before he could be happy for a moment, the Wind Tribulation Sword actually cut through the Wuxiang Demonic Palm with one strike, as if it had been injected with chicken blood!
The demonic energy dissipated, but the sword energy still had some remaining power, and it came to the Holy Land again!
Shengyuan's face darkened, and a black alms bowl appeared in his hand!
The alms bowl expanded in the wind, and soon changed from the size of a bowl to an object as large as a giant cauldron. The mouth of the alms bowl tipped over and was pointed at the Wind Tribulation Sword, instantly giving birth to endless devouring power.
Fengjie Sword tried to dodge but was too late. He was sucked into the black bowl and disappeared.
Seeing this, Shengyuan laughed loudly and said: "How does this magic bowl taste? Sword cultivator without a sword, let me see what you can use to fight me!"
Lin Jichen didn't panic at all. He turned his parallel fingers into swords and formed a sword formula in the void. As he drank it, the mouth of the bowl lit up with a shining white light!
The entire alms bowl was trembling violently, and the spirit of the bowl was shouting crazily, as if begging Shengyuan to save it quickly.
Before Shengyuan could react, the bowl spirit couldn't stand it anymore and actually vomited out the Fengjie Sword he had just swallowed, as if he had indigestion.
"Damn! Trash!" Sheng Yuan was so angry that he cursed his magic weapon.
Ji Tongyin, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help laughing at this scene.
Lin Jichen smiled and joked: "This magic weapon of yours seems to be very honest. If you can't eat it, you will spit it out on your own. Why do you have to scold others? If you really can't do it, you can give it to me if you don't want it."
Shengyuan's face was completely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be too proud, I said today is your death day!"
Having said that, Shengyuan attacks again!
This time he gave up the magic weapon and chose to fly down and fight Lin Jichen at close range!
Close physical training is what physical training is best at!
