Chapter 458 -- Soul Sword Skills

Lin Yuan was a little stunned by the sudden attack. However, looking at countless hard and palm winds hitting him, countless purple and golden rays gradually spread on Lin Yuan's body.

Bang!

The palm wind is roaring, and the air is blown up. There are countless sword shadows, and the mind seems to be stimulated.

This ghost is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. As soon as he took action, it was a fierce killing move, trying to join hands with the figure in front of him to quickly defeat Lin Yuan.

The thunderous palm wind swept behind itself. The sharp sword shadow was sandwiched back and forth, but Lin Yuan's eyes were cold. A sword burst out with his backhand. On his arm, the purple-gold spiritual power beat, and between his five fingers, it was like a purple-gold spiritual liquid flowing. That power was enough to break the sky and the earth!

The purple-gold spiritual power converged into Lin Yuan's body, making Lin Yuan more sacred at this time. Then, the Qiankun sword emitted countless sword shadows, and around it was more shining.

Bang!

Lin Yuan's sword burst out, which was directly with the two swords and palms of the front and back. The two touched each other. The flash was like a mountain torrent, and the ripples of power visible to the naked eye rippled open.

In the thunder, the two black figures suddenly changed their faces. The terrible power from Lin Yuanjian overwhelmed them in an instant, and the most terrible thing was that the other party's body was extremely strong, to that extent, even compared with himself.

"How can his physical strength be so strong?"

A look of astony flashed across the faces of the two figures, and immediately wanted to retreat.

"Get out!"

However, at the moment when his body moved, Lin Yuan's face smiled, and his sword spirit suddenly burst out.

Bang!

The purple-gold spiritual power poured into his arm from Lin Yuan's body, and a terrible force poured out. The figure behind him was directly blown away hundreds of feet by a punch, and the already blurred figure seemed to disappear at this time.

The black figure gradually faded away, and the ghost in front of him actually showed a painful look.

"Wan."

This scene suddenly caused an uproar in the sky. Those who paid attention to the martial arts in the sky were all surprised. Who would have thought that the forest edge, which seemed to have just entered the realm of half-walk soul, would gain the upper hand under such circumstances.

This kind of strength, not to mention the late stage of the half-walk soul realm, even if it is also a warrior who is also a half-walk soul realm, it is difficult to achieve!

After all, this ghost has the foundation of the supreme sect and many mysterious and strange martial arts. What he has is more powerful than too many warriors.

Moreover, the ancient battlefield was originally a way to delete disciples by the supreme sect, but this screening is a little special.

"Lin Yuan, who is ranked third in the potential list, is really not simple. No wonder he dares to be so strong. Now there is a good show..." There is a strong interest in the eyes of many martial artists.

Some warriors had felt that they could not be compared with the ghosts at all. After all, behind them represented the supreme sect, which was the place they dreamed of.

But I didn't expect that this teenager, who only looked like the third potential list of the ancient battlefield, had such a terrible combat effectiveness.

Lin Yuan said nothing, and the purple-gold sword spirit appeared, immediately shining on the field control, and the void trembled a little.

A sword is used, and the world changes color. The originally illusory figure seems to be even smaller under the influence of this sword.

"Disappear!"

Lin Yuan said faintly at the corners of his mouth, and the Qiankun sword in his hand suddenly burst into a sword spirit and turned to the second area of the figure behind him.

"Stab!"

It is impossible to avoid such a sword and be directly penetrated by the sword, and the figure is more blurred. In the end, it turned into a black gas and disappeared into the space.

"Damn!"

With the disappearance of the dark shadow behind him, the ghost on the other side actually snorted, and there was fresh blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Soul Sword!"

Ghost's fierce face was also because of the change of this scene, and he shouted violently. A sword shook the Qiankun sword in Lin Yuan's hand. The sword body vibrated, as if it was a pen. It was the void in front of him, drawing a black sword pattern. Then in the sword pattern, the sword roared and turned into a black giant sword, which was at the head. He cut down angrily at Lin Yuan.

This cut is very powerful. Although it has not landed, some trees below it have been cut into two by the infiltrated sword spirit.

As soon as the soul sword came out, Lin Yuan obviously felt the same situation as last time. The man's soul sword in black made his mind lose his mind. At this time, the fierce soul sword seemed to be more powerful, and the involvement of the soul was stronger.

Just when Lin Yuan felt this power of involvement, countless runes were generated on Lin Yuan's body, and countless chanting sounds were generated in his body bones.

"The beginning of Taishangyuan!" Lin Yuan was surprised, but then calmed down. At the moment the scripture was produced, the feeling of pulling the soul disappeared in an instant.

Then, Lin Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, his body moved, and the shadow of the sword under his feet appeared. His figure flashed and disappeared like a ghost. Under the light of the sword, it was empty and nothing was obtained.

"Lin Yuan, how dare you!"

A sword fell, and the fierce face suddenly changed and he shouted violently.

As soon as the shout fell, the nearest man in black saw Lin Yuan's figure appear above him like a ghost. The latter's handsome face showed an indifferent smile at him: "Make one."

Boom!

The magnificent spiritual power gushed out of Lin Yuan's body, and the Qiankun sword in his hand also exuded a sharp sword spirit. The sword spirit emanated. The warrior who reached the early stage of the half-walk soul is difficult to reflect at all.

Spiritual power rippled, and the sword shadow was heavy. Lin Yuan instantly unfolded its own purple mansion space. Directly behind Lin Yuan, it turned into a starry sky. In the starry sky, countless purple and golden sword shadows appeared. In the center, a vague tower suppressed it. The sword spirit appeared, and finally directly turned into a rainbow and burst out. The man in black The sky turned into a huge sword spirit.

"Die!"

Lin Yuan's eyes were cold, and the Qiankun sword emitted the sound of the sound of the sword, which was suddenly cut down.

Boom!

Countless purple-gold sword shadows roared up to the sky, and the sword spirit burst into a bright divine light, and the aura between heaven and earth escaped from that area one after another.

The black figure looked at the sword spirit suppressed from the sky in horror, and his face also changed violently. In an instant, he was pale. Obviously, he sensed the horror of Lin Yuan's offensive. He did not dare to neglect it immediately. With a loud shout, his palms were together, and the spiritual power in his body swept unreservedly. Out.

"Soul skill!"

The magnificent black spiritual power swept over him and turned into a huge sword spirit. Within the sword spirit, it seemed that there was something huge to nurture, and it also exuded strong fluctuations. Then the sword spirit roared out and directly with the suppressed sword spirit.