In the eyes of everyone, Lin Xiaoyao has missed the best opportunity to hide.

Now even if he has great skills, he will be unable to make things happen!

So, the next moment.

A rumbling sound came into my ears.

Lin Xiaoyao had been swallowed up by the astonishing attacks of the two men, and there was no trace of it. It was unclear whether it was life or death for a moment.

"It's over."

"That senior is dead now."

...

The sound of sighing came to my ears, and most of the hundreds of cultivators watching the battle showed regret on their faces.

Although they couldn't understand why Lin Xiaoyao didn't dodge or dodge, they stood there stupidly and stumbled on the spot.

But no matter what the reason is, the other party has no way to make things happen.

Under the terrible attack of the Fenglei Ancestor and Baijian Real Man, the other party had no reason to survive, and at this time, it might have ended up to pieces.

...

Let’s talk about the other side.

As the parties involved, the expressions on the faces of the two powerful golden immortals were a bit complicated and strange.

The two of them did not have the joy of defeating their opponents.

On the contrary, I was a little nervous.

An inexplicable uneasiness emerged in their hearts.

Everything seems too simple and easy!

Although they are full of confidence in their own strength, they also feel that they join forces. In any case, Lin Xiaoyao has no ability to compete with them.

But I think it's one thing to win, but it's so easy to defeat a strong enemy, which is far beyond their expectations.

Especially when the ancestor Fenglei was just here, he met the illusion demon.

Although I easily solved that guy by one's own mistake, I also learned from the illusion demon that the mysterious monk in front of me was extraordinary.

He originally attached great importance to it.

The result...this is it?

Are you sure you're not teasing me?

Thinking of this, the uneasy feeling in Fenglei's heart became more and more intense inexplicably.

So he raised his eyebrows and released his divine thoughts, trying to confirm the result of the attack just now.

Although it is reasonable and reasonable, the other party should have fallen, but the uneasiness in his heart is still lingering without seeing the boy to pieces with his own eyes.

And he couldn't tell why.

But this victory that came too easily made him feel panic and nervous.

As he releases his divine thoughts.

Soon, the dazzling aura in front of him dimmed, and the scenery became clear again. Then, Lin Xiaoyao's figure appeared in the sight of the two of them.

He still sat cross-legged, not moving.

However, the whole body was completely unharmed, let alone being injured, there was no dust on it.

"this……"

All the monks present were shocked.

Everyone's face showed an incredible look.

Even the ancestor Fenglei and the real person Baijian are not immune to the vulgarity. Both of them looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.

"Impossible, why are you still alive?"

"You shouldn't have lost your soul?"

"Fallen?"

Lin Xiaoyao showed a sarcastic smile on his face: "Just relying on you two, the painless trick just now?"

Lin Xiaoyao said it calmly.

Of course, he is indeed qualified to say so.

Although these two people are not weak, the attacks they just launched are also sharp. If they were replaced by other cultivators at the second level of Golden Immortal, they would have been in a mess or even died.

But for yourself...

Facing his newly realized magical powers, absolute defense, the attack of that level just now was just a joke.

"It's impolite to come but not to go. Lin just stood still and asked you to fight, which was considered giving you two a chance, but unfortunately you couldn't hurt me."

"So now, how about the two of you who also took me a punch?"

Lin Xiaoyao's calm voice came into his ears, as if he was just telling a small matter that was taken for granted.

Then, he raised his right hand, clenched his five fingers, and clenched it into a fist.

boom!

Inspiration is everywhere.

Accompanied by the flow of mana, the astonishing pressure bloomed from the surface of its fist.

Dingdengdeng...

The Baijian Zhenren and the Fenglei Ancestor who were standing in front of him actually took a few steps back.

"No, not good..."

At this moment, both of them couldn't help but change their faces.

The opponent's punch had not been released, and the power reached such a surprising level just in the charging stage.

If they really get punched, can they really resist it? Maybe if they don’t do it well, it will be the result of the scattered soul...

Thinking of this, the two of them were so anxious that they couldn't help but feel scared and nervous.

However, next, facing this crisis that made them terrified, the two people's reactions were also different.

"Look at the moves, magical powers...giant sword technique!"

The Baijian Zhenren shouted loudly. As a sword cultivator, of course, he would not stand and be beaten, nor did he choose to defend, but decided to attack instead of defense.

Follow its movement.

The sound of "swooshing" breaking through the air came into my ears, and then the hundreds of flying swords actually merged into one, and then a giant sword that was hundreds of feet long appeared in my sight.

"cut!"

The face of Bai Jian Zhenren was full of solemnity. After experiencing the scene just now, he certainly knew that Lin Xiaoyao in front of him was difficult to deal with.

There is no more underestimation in my heart.

The right hand, which was as serious as a mountain, swung his right hand hard towards the bottom.

Suddenly, a huge buzzing sound came into my ears.

"Ouch!"

However, those cultivators who were watching the battle stood up and fell into the sea unsteadily.

Just the buzzing sound made them dizzy. It can be imagined how terrible the power of the giant sword in front of them was.

However, Lin Xiaoyao ignored it.

He still did not sacrifice the treasure. Facing the giant sword that was slashed, he just punched him with bare hands.

Click...

The next moment.

The sound of shattering that made people feel sour, but it was not Lin Xiaoyao's bones that broke.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, this huge fairy sword that looked extremely powerful hit Lin Xiaoyao's iron fist, and was easily blown up like a paste of clay and plastic paper.

The surface of the sword body was like a spider web, with dense cracks emerging.

Then, a large hole was directly broken, the surface of the light was dim and turned into mortal iron and fell from mid-air.

"puff……"

Due to this severe injury, more than a hundred feet away, there was no trace of blood on the face of the Baijian Zhenren, and a mouthful of red blood was directly sprayed out of his mouth.

You should know that the giant sword just now was condensed from hundreds of his natal flying swords.

Now that his natal magic weapon has been beaten into a pile of broken copper and iron, his master will naturally not be able to have a good time. He was touched by his mind and of course he kept bleeding blood in his mouth.

The breath quickly became weak. Although it did not fall, it was obviously severely injured.
To be continued...