Urban super crazy fairy

Chapter 890 Stop it

"Snapped!"

Tiles were thrown out of the ruins one by one.

Pairs of eyes, staring at him firmly.

sudden.

A pair of dust-stained hands stretched out from the center of the ruins, grasped the sides, and supported it vigorously.

The body gradually appeared, it was Lin Xiu!

He is still alive!

"Sigh~"

There was a sound of gasping for air, one after another.

Everyone could hardly believe their eyes.

He is really alive.

But how is this possible?

A sword carrying sword intent, unexpectedly failed to kill him!

How tough is his body?

"Sure enough!" Qin Yi murmured to himself and backed away silently.

He glanced back to determine the escape route.

From his point of view, although Yuan Fenghua is powerful, it is simply unrealistic to kill Lin Xiu.

At most, it's half a catty, and no one can do anything to anyone.

There is still a three-point possibility that Lin Xiu killed him.

As long as he is not [-]% sure, Qin Yi will never put himself in danger.

He had to leave a way out for himself.

"puff!"

A figure jumped out from the ruins, stood on the ground, shook off all the dust on his body with a slight sway.

His right hand was dripping with blood, and blood kept dripping from his fist, hitting the ground tick-tock.

The sword intent tore apart the tendons on his palm.

The injury is very obvious. For ordinary people, it is absolutely impossible to survive such a serious injury, let alone an arm, that tyrannical sword will directly tear the body apart!

But Lin Xiu survived.

And his right hand injury is rapidly healing.

The broken tendons have been connected, and the sword intent is also wrapped by the spiritual power in his body, refining it bit by bit.

What he cultivates is the sword soul of the gods, no matter how strong the sword intent is, it can be refined!
You know, his current Celestial Sword Soul has entered the second level state.

Among the dantians, surrounded by the five real dans, is a finger-length sword!
This is Sword Soul!
However, just stepping in, the sword spirit has not yet been fully condensed, and it may collapse at any time.

Therefore, he didn't dare to use the sword soul too much.

Once the sword soul is mature and fully formed, then his strength will rise to a higher level!

"You still survived?" Yuan Fenghua was very surprised and surprised.

He knows better than anyone how terrifying the power of this sword is.

Even himself, it is impossible for him to continue without incident.

Not to mention, stand up like Lin Xiu!
"You are physically strong, aren't you? Then let me take a look and feel how strong you are!"

Yuan Fenghua took back the sword, it was not that he was unwilling to continue to display his sword intent.

But it can't be used anymore.

In his prime, he can perform the same sword technique just three times!
But that is his limit!

Once it is used three times, he will be as weak as an ordinary person, and a slightly stronger monk can kill him with one sword!

And it was very slow to recover afterwards.

So he is unwilling to continue to display it.

"Again!" Lin Xiu growled, like a tireless wild beast that could not feel pain, with bloodthirsty fighting intent in his eyes, and an uncompromising, shocking belief in his body!

"boom!"

He rushed up, and his feet stepped on the ground a hundred times in a row. The blue-gray floor tiles were broken, shattered, and turned into powder!
Every step below the stage, a huge pit with a depth of three meters appeared, and the surrounding ground was not complete.

His body was covered with copper light, as if it could destroy everything.

Let everyone feel the real power!

Just like the source of power!
"Die to me!" Yuan Fenghua stared fiercely, and rushed forward without showing any weakness. Pushed by the hurricane behind him, he punched him.

The momentum is not weaker than that of Lin Xiu.

"boom!"

The fists of the two collided in the blink of an eye.

The crackling sound was extremely crazy and frightening!
"puff!"

Yuan Fenghua vomited blood, and after the collision, he vomited blood immediately.

To be more precise, he was less than two inches away from Lin Xiu's fist, and he already felt how powerful Lin Xiu's fist was, and was crushed violently by this fist wind, vomiting blood!

The blood in his body was boiling, his breath became weak, and the bone in his right arm was cracked inch by inch!
"Shh!"

He stepped back immediately, his right arm drooped weakly, trembling uncontrollably.

It seemed to be intact, but in fact, the veins were broken and the flesh and blood were dead.

He was horrified, terrified, terrified!

Lin Xiu's strength is the strongest he has ever seen.

He didn't dare to think, how could a rookie have such great power?
He thought he could kill Lin Xiu and crush him in all directions!
He regretted it, why didn't he continue to display his sword intent?

Lin Xiu was already injured, and he firmly believed that if he continued to use his sword intent, he would definitely be able to kill him!

"Shua!" Without hesitation, he grabbed the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and the moment he raised the sword, the sword energy frantically surged and condensed, and a trace of sword intent emerged.

Seeing that, he was about to cut down on Lin Xiu.

"Oh!"

Lin Xiu rushed up, his body turned into a prehistoric meteorite, rushed up fiercely, and hit him heavily.

Lin Xiu used his body as a weapon, and slammed into him desperately.

"Kakkaka!"

"puff!"

More than a hundred bones in Yuan Fenghua's body were broken, and blood spewed out like strings of pearls continuously, converging into a river, which could not be stopped.

His sword intent was also interrupted.

His body at the moment is terribly weak.

But he still stood with a ray of faith, and a [-]-meter wave slammed and impacted his heart.

This time, he was too careless!
"Come again!"

Lin Xiu's shout sounded again.

His clothes were also stained with blood, but most of them were Yuan Fenghua's blood.

At this moment, his fighting spirit was completely aroused and provoked!

We must fight, and have a good fight!
"Hey!" Lin Xiu rushed forward again.

Seeing Lin Xiu approaching, Yuan Fenghua's expression changed greatly in fright, and he shouted: "Lin Xiu, I admit defeat..."

"Oh!"

Lin Xiu punched him on the nose, but he didn't fly away.

Because his punch was directed downwards.

Fist fixed on his face, turned down, smashing his head into the ground.

The nose was directly smashed, and the bones of the face were broken into countless pieces.

The broken bones rubbed against each other, and the pain was indescribable.

"Admit defeat? It's too late!" Lin Xiu grinned.

Everyone was shocked.

No one spoke, not even breathing.

There was only the sound of Lin Xiu hitting Yuan Fenghua's head with a punch.

"do not want!"

"Let me go!"

"I……"

Yuan Fenghua's screams and begging for mercy became weaker and weaker.

Lin Xiu is going to put him to death!
As soon as Qin turned around, he was about to flee.

But at this time.

"Young man, stop!"

An old voice suddenly sounded.

With an absolute order that cannot be questioned, no resistance is allowed.

(End of this chapter)