Chapter 482: Mysterious
Lin Xuan saw the figure, and immediately hesitated.
He almost exclaimed.
Because he had seen that strange face, it was in the space of the Great Dragon Sword and Soul.
Lin Xuan will not forget that there is a young man in a black robe not far from the sword soul of the Great Dragon Sword.
However, he did not expect to see the man here.
"Who is this guy, why is it on Yan Shan, and he is still bandaged?"
"Is he a puppet?"
"So what does Yan Shan have to do with Big Dragon Sword?"
"Who is the black robe man in the space of the Great Dragon Sword and Soul?"
In an instant, Lin Xuan's mind came up with countless ideas.
Hum!
Suddenly, the demon man opened his eyes and stared at Lin Xuan.
A pale smile appeared on his pale face.
"Hmm ..."
"I feel the smell of a big dragon sword." The demon man said in a low, unaudible voice.
"I respectfully ask your lord to shoot."
At this moment, Yan Shan became very respectful. He bent down slightly, and then drew a strange pattern with blood behind the strange man.
Blood splattered, the blood color array became more and more red, and in the end, like a blood day, the eyes hurt.
The auras converged in the sky, forming a huge aura of vortex, like a funnel, quickly entered the blood color array.
Then, the demon man trembled slightly, as if full, his body gradually released vitality.
Hum! Hum!
The strange strange man moved his limbs, raising his hands and throwing his feet, the air roared.
An unusually depressing momentum emerged, and the world was vast.
Everyone was tight and couldn't breathe.
However, this is just the normal action of the monster man, he did not deliberately release the momentum.
Even so, everyone couldn't take it anymore.
The blood shone away, and the smile on the corner of the demon man's mouth became stronger.
Next to him, a small blood-colored pattern emerged from Yan Shan's forehead.
That shape is exactly the same as the one behind the monster.
Lin Xuan frowned, and the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.
"Xiao Xuanzi, he should not be the person you see." The wine grandfather whispered.
"Don't be fooled by him, he is not your opponent."
"Um." Lin Xuan nodded.
Subsequently, Xing Juejian speared out, and the big dragon sword intention turned into a shocking sword.
"Bacheng sword meaning, Fengdi sword!"
Yan Shan's pupils shrank, and if he faced it alone, he couldn't stop the sword.
Fortunately, now there are strange men.
Sure enough, in the face of Feng Di's sword, the demon man took the lead.
The black robe of his body trembled, like a black flame beating, and a finger was like a sky pillar, resisting the sword light.
boom!
The two collided, Jianguang shattered, and Tianzhu's fingers also shattered.
"blocked?"
Everyone was surprised, even someone could block Lin Xuan's 80% sword intention. This is incredible!
Lin Xuan was surprised. The opponent's shot seemed ordinary, but it was very severe. The situation was somewhat similar to his big dragon sword.
"Who the **** is this guy?" He stared at him with a strange gesture.
This trick was realized by him from the Excalibur map. Although he hasn't tried it yet, he has confidence.
"Qinglongtianwu!"
A ray of swords passed, like a blue dragon cracking the sky, grabbing at the demon man.
This trick changed the face of the monster man.
He snorted, his sleeves fluttered, and a white flame appeared from his fingertips.
As soon as the flame came out, the entire void was distorted, as if it could not bear the heat.
In the distance, Prince Tianhuo looked at the white flame, his face changed greatly.
As a fire warrior, he can naturally feel the horror of this flame.
Even the Red Fire Lord in the ancient city changed his face.
Opposite, Lin Xuan's long sword waved, and was equally shocked.
However, soon the flame of the black dragon in his body was beating, and he faced the black fire outside.
"This ... is it?" Lin Xuan didn't think much, because the sword light of that had already collided with the black flame.
At this time, he stabbed a sword again.
"Outer space stars."
This sword is heading for Yan Shan.
call out!
A splendid sword lights up, illuminating the entire ring.
Yan Shan was shocked and retreated quickly.
Not far away, a strange white flame popped up from the demon man.
Feeling the help from the strange man, Yan Shan smiled calmly. He knew that as long as the strange man shot, Lin Xuan would not be able to hurt him.
Thinking of this, he slowed down a bit.
Hum!
A white flame grew in the air, forming a white fireball, hitting Lin Xuan, and immediately wrapped him.
"Hit!" The crowd was frightened.
That kind of flame, I am afraid that in the psychic realm, it will die immediately.
Although Lin Xuan was hit by a black flame, he still flew fast.
"Huh, you can't help it!" Yan Shan sneered, and he stretched out with a single palm, forming a large palm covering Lin Xuan.
With this palm, he will shoot Lin Xuan into ashes.
puff!
"what"
Just then, a scream sounded.
Yan Shan flew out, blood spilled into the sky.
"What? Yan Shan was injured? What's wrong?" Everyone was surprised.
Not only him, even the three big Tianjiao frowned, and the result was also beyond their expectations.
"It's impossible, he can't stop the white flame." Prince Tianhuo wondered.
"There are many secrets in Lin Xuan!" Ba Wuji was very interested.
On the ring platform, Yan Shan stood up hard, his palm was torn, and this half of his body also appeared transparent holes.
Moreover, he was even more furious that the sword that remained on the wound seemed immortal and continued to destroy him.
"Boy, you look for death!"
The monster strange man spoke for the first time, and the voice was very low, as if he had not spoken for a long time.
"He can speak, isn't he sloppy?"
Many people have been blinded, they have never seen a talking cymbal.
However, to say that this strange man is a human being is not very similar. He also has a strong death spirit on his body, which is really weird.
The stunned man was so angry that Lin Xuan dared to hurt Yan Shan in front of his face, and even more hateful, his white flame didn't work.
You know, this white flame is terrifying. Even a psychic warrior will be burned to ashes when he encounters it.
But ~ www.readwn.com ~ Lin Xuan has nothing.
"Don't talk big, although your flames are powerful, but they are not useful to me!" Lin Xuan sneered.
The moment he was enveloped by the white flame, the black dragon's inflammation inside his body quickly emerged against the white flame.
Therefore, the white flame of the other party could not hurt him at all.
"The fire is coming!"
There was a trace of anger in the face of the strange man, and countless white flames appeared around him, as if the fire of **** was burning.
The flames intertwined and rushed towards Lin Xuan.
"Sculpture of the worm! Give it to me!"
Lin Xuan's sword light flickered, extinguishing the flame.
At the same time, Xing Jue Sword draws an inexplicable trajectory, an ancient breath emanates from the long sword.
"The wind is chasing the electric sword, and the sword is broken!"
