Tempered Immortal

Chapter 316 Thief Immortal Grass is a strong enemy and admits mistakes

However, before Lin Xuan finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that Gu Feng was looking at him with extremely strange eyes.

"Could it be..." Lin Xuan's heart trembled, and before he could think about it, he slapped on the storage bag. The blue light was dazzling, and he had sacrificed the Shuiyun Zimu sword.

"You really are a spy." Gu Feng's voice was extremely cold, and he paused every word, while Lin Xuan smiled wryly in his heart. Although this person was quick-witted, if it hadn't been for the fact that the celestial demon imitation technique had just expired at this moment, he would have Be sure to prevaricate him, so that he can leave easily, but now...

There is no other choice but to do it.

"what!"

Seeing Lin Xuan holding a three-foot green sharp edge and six-handled swords hovering around his body, Gu Feng also showed a solemn look on his face. Unexpectedly, at such a young age, the other party's cultivation has reached the stage of the late stage of foundation establishment , and has a rare complete set of spiritual weapons.

It's tricky!
He patted the storage bag at his waist, and a treasure in the shape of a short halberd was sacrificed, staring at Lin Xuan: "Who are you, and why are you pretending to be a disciple of this sect?"

"Humph?"

A stern look flashed across Lin Xuan's face. At this time, he was in no mood to talk nonsense with him. If other monks from the Tianmu sect came during this period, wouldn't he be too regretful? When the more powerful Shuiyun Zimu sword came, Lin Xuan had the intention of making a quick decision.

"go with!"

With a single pointing finger at Zijian in front of him, two green blades flew out, with lightning speed, one grabbed the chest, the other grabbed the throat, and stabbed fiercely at the opponent.

When Gu Feng saw it, there was no trace of fear on his face. He pinched a formula with his right hand and swung it downward. The short halberd also turned into a sharp light and charged towards Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's expression remained the same, but he was quite surprised in his heart. Although he was young, his experience in fighting people was far better than that of monks of the same rank. However, this was the first time he had fought like this. The opponent was crazy and wanted to fight. Want to die together?
Lin Xuan sneered, and with a flip of his left hand, he took out the Hundred Soul Banner, waved it lightly, and countless ghost mist immediately filled a radius of several feet, enveloping his figure.

"Huh?" On Gu Feng's face, there was an expression of surprise again, but his hands didn't stop at all. After changing several seals in a row, he also chanted an obscure spell.

A white ball of light the size of an egg appeared on each of his left and right hands.

Seeing the two flying swords approaching in front of him, he calmly pushed the ball of light out.

The speed of the ball of light seemed to be slow, but it collided with the two swords in an instant.

Boom, a cloud of white mist burst out, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and countless ice crystal particles appeared on the surface of the flying sword, and spread upwards rapidly. Judging by the momentum, it didn't take long for two swords Zijian will be completely frozen up.

A trace of surprise flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

Although the five-element magic is infinitely powerful, it is inferior to spiritual weapons and other treasures. The opponent can actually use the ice-type formula to freeze his own two-handed swords. Either he has special supernatural powers, or he has profound mana. Far beyond my imagination.

It is indeed No.1 among the second-generation disciples of Tianmu Mountain!

Naturally, Lin Xuan would not just watch him imprison his own sword.

Mana flowed in his body, his right hand was covered with a layer of cyan light, holding the female sword in his hand, with a slight force, the light was sucked in by the spiritual weapon in his hand amidst the buzzing sound.

In an instant, the mother sword shone brightly, and the two child swords in the distance immediately resonated as if inductively...

A layer of hazy blue light appeared on the blade.

The frozen momentum was stopped, and it began to erode downwards. Soon, the ice crystals on the blade melted as quickly as they encountered a raging fire.

The whole process was like lightning, and the fighting between the two was completed almost instantly, and at this moment, the short halberd reached Lin Xuan.

It's a pity that his current figure is completely shrouded in ghost fog.

Gu Feng snorted, and the speed of the short halberd suddenly accelerated, turning into a ray of sharp light and piercing fiercely towards the center of the ghost fog.

How could Lin Xuan let him get what he wished? He shook the Hundred Souls Banner in his hand. Immediately, the black cloud condensed by ghost mist around his body spun rapidly, and a small piece was separated from it, turning into a giant black hand , Grabbing and fishing upwards, he firmly controlled the short halberd in the palm of his hand.

Seeing this situation, Gu Feng's expression became more and more serious. Although the opponent was only in the late stage of foundation establishment, he was far more difficult to deal with than imagined.

This made him more suspicious. Although he didn't confirm that Lin Xuan was the one who destroyed the spring, he also vaguely felt that this matter was mostly related to him, and it was very likely that his accomplice did it.
Thinking of this, he became even more determined to kill Lin Xuan. Of course, if he could be captured alive, that would be an even better ending.

Gu Feng raised his hands flat, then put them together in front of his chest, and said a word: "Disease!"

boom!
The crimson flame appeared on the short halberd, and Lin Xuan's expression turned cold when he saw it. This guy is not only good at ice-type spells, but also has sharp fire-type supernatural powers.

You must know that although ordinary monks can also practice the five elements and supernatural powers at the same time, they must also focus on them.

For example, if one is born with water spirit roots, then one must be best at water attribute techniques, and practicing fire attribute techniques can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

But this person obviously cannot use common sense to deduce that the flames unleashed at this time are actually as powerful as the frozen one just now.

Wrapped in crimson flames, the black hand transformed by ghost mist was gradually refined. The short halberd struggled for a while, and finally broke free, but it didn't dare to continue attacking, and flew back into Gu Feng's hand with a whoosh.

Lin Xuan's expression turned cold, and he was about to use other supernatural powers, but Gu Feng raised his hand and said, "Hold on!"

"What?" Lin Xuan held a cluster of light gathered by spiritual power in his right hand, and kept silent.

"Your Excellency is a demon cultivator?" I don't know if I heard it wrong, but there was a hint of fear in Gu Feng's voice.

"so what?"

Lin Xuan's answer was ambiguous. It would be better for the other party to admit his identity wrongly. Although he left Tianmu Mountain, he would not be afraid of the other party's making troubles, but it would be better to have less troubles.

"I don't know what is the relationship between your Excellency and the Extreme Demon Venerable?"

Gu Feng's next words were beyond Lin Xuan's expectation, but with his city, naturally he would not express his surprise, but his thoughts changed. doubt.

After all, what is recorded in the Xuanmo Scripture is also one of the few top-level exercises in Youzhou, and the extreme demons are famous. In addition, the number of ghost cultivators is small, and the other party is very likely to admit the wrong person.

(End of this chapter)