The first thousand three hundred and eighty-eight chapters(2/2)
Not only did he not defeat the powerful enemy, he also gave away this precious demonic insect in vain.
A trace of anger flashed across Lin Xuan's face, and the Demonic Sword in his hand struck hard at his opponent.
Naturally, Yue'er would not let the young master face the enemy alone. She turned her jade hand over and the Huanyue Xuanguang Sword appeared in front of her again.
Master Baichong's face was as white as paper. He had tried his best, but this time, he had no ability to turn things around.
Poor old monster in the separation and separation period, who has been powerful in Yunzhou for hundreds of years, but now he has become a fish on the chopping block, and his final resistance is just a futile struggle.
In just a few breaths, the screams reached his ears, full of resentment. This time he could not use secret techniques such as the method of substituting to overcome tribulations.
After the physical body fell, only one Nascent Soul was left in the air. It was only an inch tall, but compared with the Nascent Soul of the Nascent Soul monk, the stability of the body was not comparable.
Yuanying had no intention of escaping because the barrier talisman prevented him from teleporting.
Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and was about to strike it with a palm, when the voice of Yuanying Yiyi came into his ears: "You can't kill me. My Yuan Shen Lamp is still in the sect. If you kill me,
Naturally, there will be secret techniques to spread the enemy's name, and at that time, Yuling Sect and Tianya Haige will become an everlasting feud."
"Oh!" Lin Xuan's face showed a hint of hesitation.
Baichong was really happy, and was about to say something sweet, but found that Lin Xuan was hesitant on the surface, but a deep sarcasm flashed deep in his eyes. He couldn't help but raise a warning sign, but it was too late to dodge. The space above his head fluctuated, and a cyan
Chapter completed!