Douluo: Twin Blackened Martial Souls shocked Bibi Dong

Chapter 54 Sword Demon and Angel, Lin Xuan VS Qian Renxue! (one)

The golden streamer, like a huge meteorite from the sky, suddenly fell towards the cabin where Lin Xuan lived.

Feeling this powerful fluctuation of soul power, all the students in the entire Wuhundian Academy couldn't help raising their heads, looking at the bright golden meteor passing across the sky.

"It's her, she's really back."

On the training ground for senior students, Hu Liena said softly with her beautiful eyes full of worry.

"Will Lin Xuan be her opponent? If they are of the same age and cultivation level, he will definitely be the winner of this battle. However, the time difference between their cultivation is too great after all." Brother Xie standing beside Hu Liena month said.

"I believe in him, because miracles will always happen to him!" Hu Liena said firmly with the brilliance in her eyes.

On the sword peak, the cloud and mist sword energy condensed from countless divine swords suddenly began to condense crazily towards the center under the action of an unknown force.

A moment later, a simple divine sword with a height of more than ten meters appeared on the sword peak, and slashed at the golden streamer flying towards it.

"boom!"

After a huge explosion of soul power, the golden streamer was cut off by the simple divine sword in an instant, turning into countless golden light spots and disappearing in the sky.

At this time, the quaint divine sword turned into a cloud of sword energy again, and scattered around Jianfeng again.

The door of the cabin opened slowly, and a tall and straight figure in black clothes stepped out from it.

His eyebrows are like sharp swords, his eyes are starry, and under his straight nose bridge is a thin and rosy lips with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, as if everything is under his control.

"Seraphim Wuhun, could it be that you are the teacher's granddaughter, Qian Renxue?"

As soon as Lin Xuan's words fell, Qian Renxue's face showed a hint of embarrassment.His words seemed ordinary, but in fact they directly pointed out their identities.

Qian Renxue is the daughter of the former Pope Qian Xunji and the biological granddaughter of Qian Daoliu.But Lin Xuan is Qian Daoliu's closed disciple, and he is a generation higher than Qian Renxue in terms of seniority. Logically speaking, Qian Renxue should call him "Master Uncle".

But Qian Renxue is now in her 20s, calling her uncle to a young boy who is only 13 years old, how can she not feel awkward.

"You are eloquent, but I don't know if your strength can match your arrogance!" Qian Renxue said with a cold snort.

"The young eagle has grown up, it dances in the air, it's a waste of youth!" Lin Xuan also sneered, stretched out his right palm slightly, and the Wuhun Wufeng sword covered with mottled rust appeared in his hand in an instant. "Even though the road ahead is full of thorns and the earth is turned upside down, Lin can only cut it with one sword!"

The silver-white Taixuan Jing sword essence rushes through the meridians like a sea tide, and under the infusion of the sword essence, the mottled and rusty spots on the Wufeng sword instantly turned into golden dragon patterns.

Two yellow and one black, three soul rings coiled around the body of the sword, constantly moving with the sound of clanging dragons.

"Now I give you two choices, surrender to me, or I will kill you here right now, you choose yourself!"

At this time, Qian Renxue did not act immediately, but seemed to have some ideas of recruiting Lin Xuan.

"In my heart, I prefer to live a free and unrestrained life. An Neng's eyebrows and waist are bent to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy?" Lin Xuan's eyes were clear, and he said loudly. "What's more, now that I am the holy son of the Wuhun Temple, I am not short of money and treasures. Could it be that you want to promise me with your body?"

"you wanna die!"

Qian Renxue flew into a rage when she heard the words, a golden light flowed around her body, and a pair of huge wings stretched out from behind.

The bright yellow first soul ring lit up, and the golden halo around Qian Renxue condensed on her right fist, swinging towards Lin Xuan with the sound of wind.The condensed golden light is like a huge round shield, and it seems to have a certain defensive effect, which can be described as both offensive and defensive.

But Lin Xuan didn't have the idea of ​​confronting her head-on at this time. When his body turned, the Wufeng sword in his hand instantly turned into a sword light like a gorgeous golden river.

And this sword light is rolling like a tide at this time, it is the subtle trick in the Thirteen Swords of Death.

The long sword protruded obliquely and hit Qian Renxue's right palm. A strange force immediately relieved Qian Renxue's punch that was strong enough to smash the steel plate.

It was this trick that made her grandfather Qian Daoliu suffer a lot, and she also suffered from it today.

"Kill a person in ten steps, and leave a thousand miles behind!"

There was a loud roar of dragons on the blade of the Wufeng Sword, and it turned into a golden dragon-shaped sword light that merged with Lin Xuan's human sword suddenly. Taking advantage of Qian Renxue's opportunity to adjust her body balance, she flew towards her. The sharp sword energy pointed directly at Qian Renxue's left chest heart.

But Lin Xuan still underestimated the power of the Seraphim spirit. The third spirit ring lit up on Qian Renxue's body, and she put her palms together like devout believers praying to the gods.A layer of faint streamer attached to her body, protecting her like a human-shaped hood.

The dragon-shaped sword light of the third form of the Knight Swordsmanship bombarded Qian Renxue's body, immediately arousing a large ripple of golden soul power, but it did not break through the defense of her third soul skill.

Instead, it was Lin Xuan who was shocked by the counter-shock force from her body and retreated seven steps in a row, spurting a stream of bright red blood from his mouth.

Qian Renxue withdrew her clasped hands, and stared at Lin Xuan indifferently with her golden eyes, as if a high-ranking god was looking down on a tiny ant.

Lin Xuan's eyes were still calm, but he was secretly recalling the battle just now.

The previous collision between him and Qian Renxue made him feel that Qian Renxue's soul power was extremely special.When colliding with her, there will be a warmth entering his body, and his sword essence is gradually melting in this warmth full of sacred aura.

Lin Xuan's soul power level is a mere soul master, which is far inferior to Qian Renxue's. Coupled with the particularity of Qian Renxue's soul power, he must not fight a protracted battle with Qian Renxue, and must defeat her quickly.

Otherwise, after a long time, Lin Xuan will definitely lose due to the exhaustion of sword energy, and his life will only be dominated by Qian Renxue at will.

Seeing that Lin Xuan was frustrated, Qian Renxue naturally did not hesitate at all, and launched an attack on Lin Xuan in pursuit of victory.

The pitch-black fifth soul ring on her body lit up, and a long sword condensed with golden sacred fire slowly appeared in her hand.

This is her fifth soul skill, the Holy Sword. Its attack power is extremely powerful, and it can also increase the purification effect of her angelic soul power by [-]%.

Ordinary soul masters, if they are slashed with a sword, first their own soul power will be greatly melted, coupled with the trauma they have suffered, even if they are not dead, they will peel off layers of skin.

However, given the huge gap in cultivation between Lin Xuan and her, it only takes one hit with the sword, and Lin Xuan is sure to lose.

The holy sword slanted towards Lin Xuan's neck, feeling the powerful fluctuations in the soul power contained in it and the powerful purification power of the seraphim martial soul, Lin Xuan quickly retreated back, not daring to force it Take Qian Renxue's sword.

Qian Renxue saw that this opportunity would not be missed, and behind her, her angel wings flashed, and she chased after Lin Xuan.But all of a sudden, the third soul ring above Lin Xuan's body suddenly lit up, and the cloud of sword energy above the sword peak condensed again, turning into an ancient and simple sword that pointed directly at Qian Renxue's delicate body.

"Divine Sword Art!"

The ancient divine sword slashed down, more than twice as powerful as when it slashed the golden streamer released by Qian Renxue before.

"Don't give up yet?"

Qian Renxue let out a cold snort, and still folded her palms together, releasing her third soul ability.That faint stream of light guarded her like a moat in front of Lin Xuan.

"Cut the sky and draw the sword!"

The first soul skill above the Wufeng Sword was activated, and Lin Xuan used the extreme speed of the second form of the knight's swordsmanship "Silver saddle shines on a white horse, rustling like a shooting star", driving his body to use it while moving at high speed. The first soul skill Zhan Tian Draw Sword Art, the whole person is like a silver dragon with a length of more than ten meters, passing Qian Renxue's side.

"Kick Kick"

A series of tiny cracks appeared on the mask covering the surface of Qian Renxue's tender body, and then, like fine porcelain falling to the ground, it suddenly fell apart.

The sharp sword energy sliced ​​through her body, Qian Renxue couldn't bear the pain and fluttered away, spilling golden blood all over the ground.

With the combined force of the two explosive soul skills, Qian Renxue's third soul skill with extremely terrifying defense power was finally crushed.

However, just when Lin Xuan thought that he had taken the initiative in the scene, Qian Renxue's cold and noble voice came from his ear.

"The fourth soul skill, Angel Free Will!"

Countless golden streamers, like a huge golden rose, suddenly bloomed around Qian Renxue's body.But when the stream of light touched Lin Xuan's body, it instantly turned into countless golden chains, binding Lin Xuan firmly.

"The winner has been decided! Now, I will give you one last chance, surrender, or die!"

Qian Renxue's cold voice came again, and the long sword transformed from the sacred fire in her hand condensed again, locking Lin Xuan with undisguised killing intent.

"Ha ha."

Suddenly, Lin Xuan chuckled, the brilliance gathered in his left hand, and the second Wuhun wine gourd appeared in his palm instantly.But at this time, what escaped from the wine in the wine gourd was not the clear aroma of the wine, but a ferocious, dark evil spirit like the gaze of an ancient demon god.

"Unexpectedly, such a thing will be used after all. Qian Renxue, don't be too complacent, the real battle between you and me has just begun!

(End of this chapter)