"Take action! I will let you know how powerful the Shenwei Group is!" Xing Lifeng clenched his fists, his expression as cold as an iceberg.
"Brother Feng will definitely win!"
"That goes without saying. This is for sure. I just hope that Senior Brother Feng can teach this kid a lesson!" The disciples of the Shenwei Group said through gritted teeth. If it weren't for the restrictions of the sect rules, they would have pounced on him and started a group fight.
"Are you the most powerful among them?" Lin Xuan smiled.
"It doesn't matter whether he is the most powerful, but it is enough to deal with you!" Xing Lifeng's eyes were like a knife, and he wanted to stab a hole in Lin Xuan's body.
"Senior Brother Xing is of course the most powerful. Boy, are you afraid? It's too late to beg for mercy now!" the disciples of the Shenwei Group shouted angrily.
"The most powerful one will do. It's too boring to fight them. How about this. If you lose, each of them will give me thirty contribution points. How about that?" Lin Xuan wanted to play a big game.
Xing Lifeng's figure was as steady as a mountain. He said in a deep voice: "What if you lose?"
"It's up to you, the Kamui Group."
"good!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Lifeng strode forward, swung his right fist out, and hit Lin Xuan like a savage beast.
The violent force disrupted the airflow in front, forming a gust of wind. Above the fist, a stream of light flashed, and there was a faint roar of an animal, making the air buzz and tremble.
Fierce and violent!
The disciples of the Shenwei Group around him couldn't help shouting: "Good boxing skills, Senior Brother Xing, defeat him!"
Lin Xuan looked solemn. Xing Lifeng was stronger than Liang Hong, and he had to deal with it with all his strength.
He held the sword in his right hand and thrust straight out. The strength of his body and the spiritual power in his body were perfectly integrated. At this moment, he concentrated all his strength on the tip of the sword.
The next moment, the black sword and the flaming fist collided.
Bang!
Sparks flew everywhere and a roar sounded.
Lin Xuan took three steps back before releasing the violent force. His eyes were like swords, full of fighting intent.
"Damn it! How could he block Senior Brother Xing's fist?"
"Senior Brother Xing is a powerful king, how could this kid be fine? I must be dazzled!" Many disciples of the Shenwei Regiment cried out.
"King of Strength? He is indeed very powerful!" Lin Xuan's mouth curled up.
These words of appreciation fell on Xing Lifeng's ears, but they hurt like needles. He was at a higher level than Lin Xuan! Moreover, the power he was most proud of did not hurt Lin Xuan.
This result was difficult for him to accept. He originally thought that Lin Xuan was just fast, but he didn't expect that his strength was also so terrifying.
"snort!"
Xing Lifeng's face was cold, his fists were clenched, the light on his body was strong, and the muscles all over his body were bulging, like a humanoid ferocious beast.
He stepped on the ball of his foot and rushed over again, his fists pressing down like mountains.
The power of this punch was stronger than the previous one.
Lin Xuan stepped on the basic footwork, rushed out like an arrow, and thrust out the black iron sword again, like a black lightning.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Xing Lifeng seemed to have fallen into madness, punching out one punch after another. Each punch was as heavy as a mountain, and the air buzzed and trembled. Lin Xuan's black hair danced wildly, and the blue light on his body danced like a blazing flame.
The Thirteen Thunder Swords completely turned into lightning in Lin Xuan's hands. Each sword gathered all the strength of his body and collided with the mountain-like fist, bursting out with brilliant light.
"Who is this Lin Xuan who can fight with Xing Lifeng for such a long time?"
"Yes, not only is his swordsmanship super fast, but his strength is also extremely powerful. He is only at the fourth level of pulse condensation, right?"
"No wonder you dare to challenge the Kamui Group, you are really capable!"
The surrounding disciples all lamented that they seemed to be witnessing the rise of a new star from the outer sect.
"Hmph! Why are you so proud? Senior Brother Xing will not lose!"
"That's right, the gap in spiritual power between the fifth level of Pulse Condensation and the fourth level of Pulse Condensation cannot be made up at all, and it will consume him to death!" The disciples of the Shenwei Group still refused to give up.
Among the formation flags, the two figures were swaying, and light was flying around them.
Bang!
After another collision, the two finally separated and drifted backward.
"Hmph, boy, you are still the first person who can compete with me for such a long time! However, the game ends here!" Xing Lifeng's white shirt was broken, but his aura remained intact.
Lin Xuan's originally tattered clothes were now even more torn. He tore open the clothes on his upper body with his hands, revealing his strong chest.
"Use whatever moves you have, and I will determine your contribution!" Lin Xuan was like a god of war, with an extremely powerful aura.
"Hundred Beasts Fist!" Xing Lifeng kicked out a deep pit in the ground with the soles of his feet. His body was as fast as lightning, leaving afterimages in the air, and he attacked Lin Xuan.
"It turned out to be the Hundred Beast Fist. Lin Xuan is in danger!"
"Haha, who can stop Huang-level advanced martial arts?"
"The Kamui Group is mighty!"
Feeling the violence of this punch, Lin Xuan also frowned. There is another move in the first level of Lei Dong Sword Technique, which is to combine into one. The power of thirteen swords combined into one sword is unimaginable.
He mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to its highest state, and his whole body's energy and energy reached its peak. The black iron sword in his hand turned into a black torrent and surged out.
boom!
The light radiated and the sound shook the sky.
The two figures dispersed as soon as they touched each other and walked side by side.
call!
Lin Xuan stopped and pointed his sword at an angle, like a sword king.
Xing Lifeng also stopped and stood like a mountain.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, like the most exquisite porcelain breaking, and the black iron sword in Lin Xuan's hand turned into countless fragments and fell to the ground.
"Haha, I knew that Senior Brother Xing would definitely win!"
"That's right, Senior Brother Xing is so powerful! Lin Xuan, just wait to die!"
All the disciples of the Shenwei Regiment were as excited as if they had been injected with blood. There was nothing they could do, they had been suppressed for too long and needed to be released.
However, while they were reveling, Xing Lifeng's body suddenly trembled, then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell backwards.
The smiles on the faces of the disciples of the Shenwei Group have not faded, but their eyes are bulging, their faces are turning red, and their necks feel as if someone has pinched them, and they cannot speak for a long time.
After a while, the crowd screamed, and then seven or eight disciples of the Shenwei Regiment rushed forward and quickly helped Xing Lifeng up: "Senior Brother Xing, are you okay?"
"He's fine, just a little injured. You don't need to make a fuss." Lin Xuan glanced at the black iron sword regretfully, and then said, "Each person contributes 30 points, hand it over quickly!"
The faces of the disciples of the Divine Power Group were red, and they wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. For many years, no one had dared to cause trouble for the Divine Power Group, but now they fell into the hands of a young disciple.
All the disciples of the Shenwei Regiment glared at Lin Xuan fiercely, and then reluctantly handed over thirty contribution points.
Lin Xuan got the contribution points, then picked up the black iron sword fragments and walked back to his hut.
The nearby disciples were excited. This kind of battle was so exciting. Lin Xuan had become their idol. He could defeat the Shenwei Group with one man and one sword. Just thinking about it made him excited!