Chapter 31: Crush and Kill
Chapter 31: Crush and Kill
Faced with the speed displayed by Lin Yan, the old man in Jianzhong's pupils suddenly shrank.
Combined with Lin Yan's head-on collision with his sword just now, the old man from Jianzhong made some bad guesses.
"Are you an ancient body-refining cultivator?!"
The old man in Jianzhong looked at Lin Yan and raised his own questions.
In the world of Fox Spirit Matchmaker, only the ancient body-cultivating monks can go head-on with the magic of regular monks.
The few characteristics that Lin Yan just displayed forced the old man from Jianzhong to make such an association, because the Mu family of the Yiqi Dao League practiced the ancient body-refining method, and as the Mu family's body-refining practitioners became more advanced in their cultivation, they would indeed possess a strong body that could go head-on with magic weapons.
"Whether he is an ancient body-refining cultivator or not, what's the big deal?"
"Old man, it's better to focus on what's in front of you."
Lin Yan smiled and did not give a direct response.
Wind God Kick, third move, heavy rain and strong wind!
At this moment, Lin Yan's legs turned into afterimages, like raindrops in a downpour. The air was torn apart by the sharp wind from his legs, making a sharp whistling sound.
The old man in Jianzhong looked at the dense lines of legs that were like a violent storm, and an unprecedented solemn expression appeared on his face.
The old man in Jianzhong knew very well that if he couldn't take this move, he would probably be kicked to death by Lin Yan on the spot. He could only grit his teeth and burst out with all his strength.
The long sword in the old man's hand in Jianzhong glowed with cold light and turned into sword shadows, which collided wildly with Lin Yan's leg shadows, making a series of collision sounds.
For a moment, the situation between the old man from Jianzhong and Lin Yan seemed to be evenly matched. Lin Yan even looked more embarrassed because his shoes and trouser legs were constantly torn apart by the constant collision with the sword shadows.
Feeling a little embarrassed.
However, the old man in Jianzhong was very clear that every time his sword collided with Lin Yan, it failed to break the defense. The sharp sword energy would be weakened by an unknown force every time. By the time it actually collided with Lin Yan's legs, the sharpness was no longer enough to break the defense.
It could only leave white marks on Lin Yan's legs and feet like the sword light just now.
On the contrary, on Lin Yan's side, Lin Yan's Wind God Leg attack was as continuous as the tide, and his figure was turning and moving freely among the leg shadows, constantly changing the attack angle. Although the old man Jianzhong was a veteran strongman of the Yiqidao League.
A lifetime of combat experience can also be described as experienced and battle-hardened.
However, facing such continuous and unpredictable attacks, he gradually became exhausted.
The old man from Jianzhong wanted to fight with Lin Yan, which consumed his magic power. Once the magic power was exhausted, he was like a lamb to be slaughtered. In just a few moments of fighting, the old man from Jianzhong had consumed as much as 30% to 40% of his magic power.
'It seems that even under normal conditions, my rating has not yet reached the level of a great demon king.'
"But if I'm facing glass cannons like those in the Yiqi Dao League, ordinary cultivators at the Great Demon King level will no longer be able to pose any threat to me."
Compared to the old man in Alexander's sword tomb, Lin Yan was much more relaxed.
Through his fight with the veteran strongman, Old Man Jianzhong, Lin Yan further determined his current strength positioning.
Even though he did not use the two great magical powers of the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power, the Spear of the Underworld God and the Devil's Wings, and only relied on the Three-Point Return to Origin Qi to fight, Lin Yan is now able to defeat veteran strongmen like the Old Man from the Sword Tomb in a head-on battle.
Once the magical power is used, relying on the unparalleled attack power of the Spear of the Underworld and the unparalleled speed of the Demon Wings, it should be no problem for the human cultivators to sweep through the Great Demon King realm, but it is still uncertain for the demons. The demons have thick skin and flesh, and their tolerance rate is much higher than that of the human cultivators' glass cannons.
"It seems unlikely that I will surrender to you alone, old man."
“I wonder if the old gentleman has any companions in this action against Lin. Perhaps if there are two more seniors of the same rank as the old gentleman, we can take down Lin.”
Lin Yan broke through the numerous sword shadows cast by the old man from Jianzhong and kicked him directly in the abdomen.
The old man in Jianzhong reacted, but his old body could no longer keep up with Lin Yan's movements, and he had no way to block him.
boom!
Under the shocked gazes of Tushan Honghong and Tushan Rongrong, the old man from Jianzhong simply turned into a pool of mud, without any sound anymore.
The glass cannon is like this. Lin Yan can withstand countless attacks from the old man from Jianzhong, but the old man from Jianzhong can't withstand even an ordinary kick from Lin Yan.
Time seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment and became quiet.
After a while, Lin Yan shook his head and muttered to himself, "It seems that only the old gentleman came to target Lin."
"Okay, next it's your turn."
Lin Yan took a deep breath and fixed his gaze on Tushan Honghong and Tushan Rongrong not far away.
"This is the biggest trouble."
After complaining in his heart, Lin Yan pretended to be indifferent on his face. He slowly walked in front of Tushan Honghong and Tushan Rongrong, then squatted down.
"You bastard, what do you want to do!"
"Hurry up and let Rongrong and I go, otherwise, otherwise..."
Without waiting for Lin Yan to say anything, Tu Shan Honghong just bared her teeth at Lin Yan.
It's like a puppy that knows it has no power to resist but still wants to show its teeth.
Tushan Rongrong closed her eyes in extreme fear. Everything that Lin Yan had just shown, as well as the scene of instantly killing the old man from Jianzhong, made Tushan Rongrong feel deeply frightened. She did not dare to look at Lin Yan's face.
"Otherwise, what do you want to do?"
"You've already become like this, why don't you behave yourself and endure the hardship here?"
Lin Yan looked at the man facing him without any fear in his eyes, and was still struggling frantically.
Even though the demon-binding talisman burned her all over, she still refused to admit defeat and refused to give up the struggle. She just chuckled and said, "Even if you don't care about the suffering, you still have to think about your sister a little bit."
As he spoke, Lin Yan, like a villain, hugged Tushan Rongrong, who was curled up beside him, in his arms.
What followed was a scent like green grass that drifted into Lin Yan's nose.
(End of this chapter)