Chapter 218 -- Competition

Lin Yuan's extreme war for more than half an hour made Lin Yuan devote himself to the battle, and even Lin Yuan did not put it first.

The second move of Taiji, which broke out in the end, was several times stronger than before, and directly killed the monster golden lion in the mixed realm.

Lin Yuan still had blood on the corners of his mouth. After receiving the inner elixir of the golden lion, Lin Yuan slowly stood up, looked up and looked at the heart of the purple mansion ten meters away from him.

At this time, the most important treasure left by the venerable, and even all the treasures in the tomb of the venerable earth, did not combine the precious heart of a purple mansion.

The purple heart still exudes terrible pressure in the distance, and the passage of time has not faded away his momentum. At this time, the realm of the purple mansion is powerful.

Lin Yuan walked forward step by step and didn't look at the warriors around him at all. Just when Lin Yuan was about to have the heart of the purple mansion in the air.

"The heart of Zifu is mine!"

Seeing that the Golden Lion King was attacked and killed by Lin Yuan's sword, I think that no matter how powerful Lin Yuan is, he still has too many Zhenyuan. After all, Lin Yuan is only a spiritual realm, and even if he is not dead, he is still dying.

"This forest edge has withered. Don't be scared by its surface. He is tightly gathered in the initial realm of the spirit." Seeing that Lin Yuan was about to get the heart of Zifu, driven by greed in his heart, he finally made some martial artists roar.

"Yes, Lin Yuan is just a spiritual warrior. With swordsmanship and physical mystery, we can definitely get the heart of Zifu together." With the first person taking the lead, more and more people rise up.

"The heart of Zifu is mine, Lin Yuan, you can't get it." At this time, the artist of the Li family jumped out of the crowd and reached the level of half-step mixed element.

"The leader of the Li family." In the direction of Qingyuanzong, he obviously recognized the martial artist who jumped out.

Without thinking about it, Li Gen shot directly in the direction of Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan and Li Gen's eyes flashed at the same time. Suddenly, the two kicked each other, and Zhenyuan instantly poured his legs and exploded with all his strength. Between the roar, like two reclaimed shells, he rushed to the heart of Zifu.

While talking, the distance between the two is about the same.

"Kill!" There was a murderous intention in Li Gen's eyes, and the long sword came across the sky and turned into a flame rainbow, trying to kill Lin Yuan, who was overconsumpted with one sword, otherwise he would block Lin Yuan and let Lin Yuan fall behind.

He had already told Li Gen's practice, but Lin Yuan did not accept it and did not fight back. He stepped on the cloud and unfolded the mixed mask. The whole person floated along the scorching hot airflow. With the help of the surging of the airflow, the speed suddenly increased and took a step ahead.

They thought well. In the battle with the Golden Lion, Lin Yuan had a lot of trumpets, especially the last move Taiji, which consumed almost two-thirds of Lin Yuan's Zhenyuan. At this time, Lin Yuan did this only to preserve Zhenyuan.

I thought this could suppress some warriors, but I didn't expect someone to rush out.

In fact, Lin Yuan ignored the greed of people's hearts, and at this time, everyone is inevitable.

Li Gen did not know that his sword would cause such consequences. He was shocked and hurriedly waved several hot swords to try to reduce the speed of Lin Yuan.

But Lin Yuan's attitude is extremely resolute. He just wants to get the heart of Zifu first. Now he is one step ahead of Li Gen. How can he be willing to lag behind?

Suddenly, he felt the hot sword spirit surging behind him. His speed increased slightly, stepped on the cloud step, and the cloud nine days to reach the extreme, but he still could not exceed the speed of the sword spirit. Suddenly, the sword spirit became armor and protected his back.

The sound of pop bursting sounded, and Li Gen's several swords were all killed on Lin Yuan's mixed-yuan mask, making a terrible cracking sound, and the mixed-yuan mask suddenly broke apart.

Li Gen suddenly became happy. He intended to avoid the sword spirit, so that the speed would be reduced, and he could surpass it. After that, he got the heart of Zifu first and then killed Lin Yuan. But he didn't expect that in order to get the heart of Zifu first, Lin Yuan was desperate and used the mixed yuan mask to resist his sword spirit.

If the sword spirit cultivation of the two is equal, it is right to do so, but the problem is that there is a big gap between the sword spirit cultivation between the two sides, which is not only the gap in quantity, but also the gap in purity.

"Once injured, the heart of Zifu will not only fall into my hands first, but also make it even more difficult for me to kill you." Li Gen was secretly overjoyed.

The last hot sword spirit bombarded Lin Yuan's back and sounded. Lin Yuan's speed increased a little in an instant, and he took the opportunity to go up again to distance himself from Li Gen again.

What's strange is that Lin Yuan was not injured, as if the sword spirit was just illusory, which made Li Gen's eyes stare, and his eyes almost protrude.

"Impossible!" Li Gen immediately exclaimed that even he could not resist a sword bombardment when his Zhenyuan passport was broken, but Lin Yuan resisted, but he was calm at all.

He didn't know that Lin Yuan's own physique was not enough for him to imagine, enough to use the tough half-step mixed yuan golden lion monster. In addition, Li Gen's sword spirit to break Lin Yuan's mixed yuan mask has also consumed a lot of strength. When he hit Lin Yuan, he did not hurt Lin Yuan. And there is a driving force to make Lin Yuan faster.

All of a sudden, Lin Yuan jumped directly with the help of this thrust, ahead of Li Gen's height, gently pointed at the thin branches next to his to his toes, and flew straight out, and stabbed the shield of the heart of Zifu with a sword.

"Look, Lin Yuan wants the heart of the purple mansion." The people who were watching were shocked.

Since the battle between Lin Yuan and the Golden Lion King, they have been staring at it. Seeing Lin Yuan fighting with monsters in the mixed realm, they are very nervous one by one.

Knowing that Lin Yuan killed the Golden Lion King, their mood calmed down. Such a strong person, what happened to Lin Yuan's opponents and even the monsters in the mixed realm were killed, which was not what they and others could imagine at all.

Finally, they saw Lin Yuan and Li Gen rushing to the heart of Zifu. The target pointed directly to the heart of Zifu, and they held their breath and subconsciously clenched their hands. Their hearts were raised to their throats, and they were even more nervous, and there was a cold sweat on their forehead. Especially when they saw Lin Yuan welcoming Li Gen's several sword bombardments, they were almost surprised.

And when Li Gen and Lin Yuan were fighting, they thought that Lin Yuan was just a warrior in the spiritual realm. At this time, he absolutely consumed too much Zhenyuan, and the silent heart was surging at one time.

Now, when I saw Lin Yuan rushing first and stabbing the heart shield of Zifu, I was suddenly very nervous.

Some powerful disciples were a little frustrated after being nervous. It seemed that the heart of Zifu was about to fall into the hands of the other party, which was an unacceptable outcome for them.

Although Li Gen is robbing, no one can guarantee whether the other party will destroy it if he knows that he can't keep the heart of Zifu. Naturally, no one can get such a result.

"Damn it!" Li Gen's face was extremely gloomy, and it was about to drip water. There was an amazing murder in his eyes, spewing out, and he shouted in a low voice. His sword gas surged and was extremely violent, and the air around him became extremely hot in an instant.

In an instant, the sword in Li Gen's hand seemed to disappear and turned into a flame python. Between the burning, there was a roar, as if it had broken the space. The air burst and shook, and there was no casting.