The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 407 This Madman

Shen Xuan's expression suddenly changed. He could see that Lin Yichen had reached the highest level of speed at this moment. Every time he took a step, his body seemed to be spanning a thousand meters.

He immediately mobilized the divine power in his body, formed seals with his hands, and a full moon rose slowly, emitting a bright and clear light, illuminating the surrounding area, and then a dazzling crescent blade galloped out from the moon, a sharp The smell makes one's hair stand on end.

"Tsk."

A crisp sound came out, and the crescent blade cut through the void, slashing hard on Lin Yichen's chest.

Lin Yichen screamed, and his body was violently thrown away. He fell on the lawn ten meters away. He clutched his chest and his face was as white as paper.

At this moment, his face was twisted together, looking quite ferocious and terrifying. He raised his head and glanced at Shen Xuan angrily, with murderous intent surging in his eyes.

Shen Xuan looked calm, restrained the God of War Sword, and stood there upright, like a mountain standing there.

At this moment, his skin was bronze in color with a faint luster, and a wild air seeped out of his body. His body seemed to have merged with the world, giving people the illusion of returning to nature.

Shen Xuan slowly walked toward Lin Yichen. With every step he took, Lin Yichen could feel the terrifying power coming from Shen Xuan's body. His heart couldn't help but beat a few times, and his expression gradually became panicked.

He is indeed very strong, but his opponent is even stronger!

Shen Xuan's body jumped fiercely, like an eagle soaring into the sky, his palm stretched out, his fingers spread out, like a dragon's claws, and the wolf took the picture.

Lin Yichen's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his fist and punched out. With a muffled "bang", Lin Yichen's body was directly blown away.

This palm did not cause much damage to Lin Yichen. A trace of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he did not stop attacking. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought, looking like a desperate man.

"This madman!" Shen Xuan cursed in his heart. At this moment, he not only admired Lin Yichen's fighting spirit, he gritted his teeth and continued to face the enemy.

Shen Xuan's attacks were getting faster and faster, like a violent storm, and Lin Yichen's defense became more and more difficult. He was hit again and again, and there was more and more blood at the corners of his mouth, and many bruises appeared on his body.

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Shen Xuan himself was covered in blood and scarred. His face was pale, his breath was weak, and his body was crumbling.

"Pfft!" Another sword pierced Lin Yichen's shoulder, and blood suddenly flowed out. Lin Yichen roared in pain. He stared at Shen Xuan in the distance, with anger in his heart.

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Suddenly, a thought flashed through Shen Xuan's mind, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He suddenly pulled out the spear held in his right hand, and the tip of the spear pierced Lin Yichen's neck like lightning, and a drop of blood sprayed along the wound. come out.

"I want you to die!" Lin Yichen roared angrily, his body shot out like a poisonous snake, his right leg raised high, and it hit Shen Xuan's abdomen like a cannonball.

Shen Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he grabbed Lin Yichen's ankle with his left hand like lightning. With the help of the reaction force, his body leaned back violently, and with a beautiful side kick, he kicked Lin Yichen's belly hard, making the latter groan miserably. , a wisp of bright red blood flowed from the mouth.

Shen Xuan ripped off the spear scarf stuck next to Lin Yichen. .