On the 60th birthday of the system, my son’s engagement was annulled!

The light of the corona shone on the battlefield. The dazzling sunlight, carrying a sharp sword aura, rushed towards Yang Yihang.

Yang Yihang first felt a ray of light like a sword piercing his eyes. The burning sensation in his eyes made Yang Yihang unable to help but close his eyes. Not only that, he then felt the hairs on his body stand on end. It was a feeling that his life was threatened.

The geniuses off the field narrowed their eyes slightly when they saw the corona light used by Jian Eleven.

The light of the corona was so bright that it affected their eyes from such a long distance.

"This Jian Shiyi is not a simple character. If you encounter him in a competition, you must be extremely careful and don't be careless."

Sheng Xuanyuan sat in his seat and spoke lightly.

Although he said this, Sheng Xuanyuan's tone was neither hurried nor slow, because he was only speaking to the other king-level geniuses of the Saint Clan. As for himself... that was another matter.

Sheng Lingtian gritted his teeth, and the friction between his teeth made a clicking sound.

"Humph, this Jian Shiyi, although he is still quite capable, he will eventually be defeated by me!"

Sheng Hao watched Jian Shiyi's attack carefully. Although there was a burning sensation, Sheng Hao's idea was to seize every opportunity to learn.

Shenghuang fell into deep thought, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Sheng Yin'er, like Sheng Xuanyuan, had an indifferent expression.

In the Divine Religion, Leng Yu couldn't help but sneer when he saw this scene.

"Haha, this Lin family is really interesting. They can actually reach such a level. It seems that I need to pack them up one by one and leave."

Jian Shiyi's corona light is indeed good, but Jian Shiyi still believes that his strength will be better.

Zhou Wudi just watched quietly without saying a word.

Ji Feng also looked calm and composed.

At the Wanling Temple, Huang Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind was already fully alert.

As for the king-level genius Lou Feng who was standing next to Huang Wu Ji, he was a little absent-minded at this time, because just a few days ago, his master, the Saga Wu Huang, was actually defeated by the head of the Lin family, and also suffered a great loss during the siege of the Lin family, and was now hiding to heal his wounds.

In Bai Xiaosheng's camp, Lan Xia looked at Jian Shiyi's sword moves and raised a hint of joy. This is the proud child of heaven in the field of kendo!
The other king-level geniuses had their own ideas, but most of them were shocked by Jian Eleven’s corona light.

The light of the corona slashed straight down, and Yang Yihang had no way to avoid it. He could only put all his strength into bringing the golden beetle's defense to its maximum.

A huge golden armor shield floated above Yang Yihang's head. This shield was one of Yang Yihang's trump cards. Yang Yihang also used this trick to stump many king-level geniuses. The combat power of many king-level geniuses might be above Yang Yihang, but it was very difficult for them to defeat Yang Yihang because Yang Yihang was protected by a tortoise shell.

"Boom~!!"

The entire battle stage was shaking, and countless people around could feel the ground shaking slightly.

There was a wave of light pollution on the battlefield at this time. Gold, red, and some other colors were intertwined together, making it impossible for everyone to see the situation on the battlefield clearly.

After half an incense stick of time passed, the smoke on the battlefield finally dissipated with the wind, and the figures of Jian Shiyi and Yang Yihang slowly appeared in it.

At this time, Jian Shiyi was standing in the air, holding the Haori Sword tightly in his hand, breathing slightly. It was obvious that this Corona Light move was not so effective.

Looking at Yang Yihang again, he actually avoided Jian Shiyi's damage with his golden shield. However, Yang Yihang's shell was cracked into pieces at this time, and it was obvious that he could not use this defensive method in a short period of time.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Yang Yihang put away his golden armor shield, slowly stood up, and looked at Jian Shiyi standing in the sky with an evil smile.

"Jian Shiyi, your move of the Corona Light is indeed powerful, but fortunately my golden armor shield is not to be outdone. Let's see what other tricks you have now!"

Yang Yihang was quite proud at this time. He tried his best to block Jian Shiyi's ultimate move. So the next step was naturally for him to launch his own attack.

Jian Shiyi just sneered disdainfully. It seemed that he was underestimated after all.

"call out!"

Yang Yihang threw the folding fan in his hand straight towards Jian Shiyi, and his body rushed towards Jian Shiyi like a line.

The folding fan continued to expand, and when it reached Jian Shiyi, it had turned into a giant iron fan with a diameter of one hundred meters.

The iron fan was shining with a black light under the morning sun.

The iron fan quickly flew in front of Jian Shiyi. If this fan hit Jian Shiyi, it would probably chop off his head.

However, Jian Shiyi remained calm when facing such a deadly move, and thrust forward with the Haori Sword in his hand.

"Keng!"

The iron fan spun wildly in the air like a gyroscope, turning into an oversized blade and rushing towards Jian Eleven.

Jian Shiyi controlled the Haori Sword and blocked the iron fan. The two forces canceled each other out, and the disappearance of the forces caused the surrounding vitality to distort.

"One more move from me!"

Yang Yihang rushed directly into the sky, and formed seals with his hands frantically. A mark fell from the sky and hit Jian Shiyi mercilessly.

Jian Shiyi watched this scene calmly, holding the Haori Sword in one hand to block Tieshan's gyroscope attack, while with the other hand he took out another sword. This sword looked a bit plain, completely different from the Haori scorching sun of the Haori Sword.

Lin Xuan swung the simple long sword in his left hand towards Yang Yihang.

The long sword seemed to come alive and actually blocked Yang Yihang's way.

Countless strong men stood up upon seeing this situation. Even Taoist weapons could not fight on their own without the control of their master.

But Jian Shiyi's sword actually has self-awareness and can fight alone. Could it be that this sword is a magical weapon? !
"No, this is not a magic weapon, this is the soul of Sword Eleven."

Qingfeng was the first to discover that something was wrong. The aura from the immortal weapon could not be covered up. Qingfeng could not sense any immortal energy in Jian Shiyi's sword, but he could feel an extremely powerful soul power.

Then the answer is very obvious. The long sword of Jian Shiyi is the Yuanhun absorbed by Jian Shiyi. It’s just that Jian Shiyi has always liked to integrate his Yuanhun into his body to fight, but this time it is different.

"It's just a trifle. Watch how I break this broken sword of yours!"

Yang Yihang was blocked by Jian Shiyi's sword soul for a long time. He was furious and launched a more fierce attack on the sword soul.

A gleam of light flashed in Jian Shiyi's eyes.

Suddenly, a red light flashed, and a huge sword energy swept directly across the entire battlefield.

The rotating iron fan, which was originally as powerful as a hot knife through butter, was also blown away by the powerful sword energy suddenly released by Jian Shiyi.

Jian Shiyi, who had escaped, did not hesitate at all and rushed directly towards Yang Yihang's men.

Yang Yihang was frightened when he saw Jian Shiyi rushing towards him like a wild beast, and he immediately wanted to retreat.

But this time, Jian Eleven didn't give Yang Yihang any chance at all. The Haori Sword flew out of his hand and turned into a flying sword and flew towards Yang Yihang.

There is a very domineering power attached to the Haori Sword. This is the power of Jian Shiyi's domineering sword.

Originally, Jian Shiyi didn't want to use the power of the sword, after all, he was just facing a small character.

But now it seems that Yang Yihang has made considerable progress during this period of time, and the resources provided by Bai Xiaosheng must be considerable.

The power of the hegemonic sword is one of the invincible powers, which is extremely domineering and powerful.

Yang Yihang was suppressed so tightly by the power of the Tyrant Sword that his body could not even twitch. Even if he tried his best, he could only move his body with difficulty.

But at this time, Jian Shiyi's sword had already arrived in front of him.

Yang Yihang could only use the same old trick again and forcibly summon out his golden tortoise shell to block in front of him.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided, but this time the result was completely different. The golden tortoise shell that was shining with golden light was covered with cracks, as if it would collapse at any time.

Jian Shiyi sneered, gathered strength in his hands, and then pushed forward violently. Another domineering sword force gathered in the Haori Sword.

"boom!"

The golden tortoise shell could not bear the weight and collapsed.

Yang Yihang was shocked and immediately gathered all his strength and pushed forward.

But all this was in vain. Jian Shiyi's Haori Sword had such unstoppable power that it broke through Yang Yihang's defense and pointed directly at Yang Yihang!
Yang Yihang just watched as the Haori Divine Sword got closer and closer to him... until it was less than an inch away from his head!

At this time, Yang Yihang had involuntarily closed his eyes, his fists clenched tightly together, and his body was trembling slightly. This breath of death made Yang Yihang feel a deep fear.

After several breaths, Yang Yihang did not feel any murderous aura and slowly opened his eyes. The tip of the sword was still in front of his face, and the hilt was now perfectly controlled in the palm of Jian Shiyi's hand.

The Haori Sword stopped very steadily in front of Yang Yihang.

"you lose."

Jian Shiyi put away the Haori Sword and spoke lightly.

Yang Yihang smiled bitterly. The pride in his heart had been shattered to the ground and his self-esteem was also collapsing.

"Haha, if you are disappointed with yourself because of this battle, then you can go home and farm."

Jian Shiyi put the Haori Sword back into the storage ring and said lightly.

Yang Yihang gritted his teeth and looked at Jian Shiyi with some dissatisfaction.

"Humph, I don't need you to teach me yet!"

Jian Eleven raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"Haha, I don't want to teach you. I'm telling you this because of the relationship between you, Bai Xiaosheng, and our Lin family. As for whether you listen or not, that's not my business."

As soon as Jian Shiyi finished speaking, Yihuang, who was on the referee's stand above the arena, immediately announced the result of the battle, and naturally Jian Shiyi was the winner.

After Jian Shiyi got the result, he left the arena without looking back, leaving Yang Yihang, with a complicated heart, alone in the wind.

"Well done, Eleven. This was a great fight!"

Lin Changan looked at Jian Shiyi coming back, hooked his arm around Jian Shiyi's shoulder and said with a smile.

In response, Jian Shiyi just smiled helplessly.

Li Xianyuan and others also came over immediately.

"Eleven did a great job!"

"Well done, Eleven! I must reward you with three bowls of Immortal Drunk in a row when we get back. Hahaha!"

"Of course I will. I've prepared all the good wine for Eleven. We'll get drunk when the time comes!"

Lin Fan, Li Xianyuan, and even the usually taciturn Li Wushang all joined in the lively laughter.

Lin Xuan, Ouyang Zhan, Hou Tianfeng and others were sitting in the back. Looking at the laughter and joy of Lin Fan and the others, they were all lost in memories.

I think they were just like that back then, young, passionate, and full of ambition!
Of course, they are still full of passion and have lofty ambitions.

"Brother, we have to get drunk properly after this time."

Hou Tianfeng said with a smile.

"Hey!" War God Ouyang stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "We want to drink, are we afraid that we don't have time? As long as Big Brother wants to drink, we can get drunk anytime and anywhere!"

Hou Tianfeng revealed an indescribable smile when he heard this.

"Brother, if you said this in the past, I would have nothing to say, but things are different now."

Ouyang Zhan was still confused, but Lin Xuan had already understood the meaning of Hou Tianfeng's words.

Seeing that Ouyang Zhan was still in a daze, Hou Tianfeng couldn't help but smiled and said:

"After this time, I guess Big Brother will go to the land of Shenzhou."

Ouyang Zhan finally reacted after hearing this.

Now Lin Xuan can be regarded as the second most powerful person in Dongzhou, second only to the Holy Lord of the Holy Clan, and far stronger than Qingfeng, the vice president of Bai Xiaosheng.

Today, Lin Xuan is not even a hundred years old, which is the right time for a strong man in the third realm of Wanxiang to just take off.

With Lin Xuan's personality, it is absolutely impossible for him to be content with the status quo in Dongzhou, so Lin Xuan's next destination is Shenzhou.

Above the land of Shenzhou is the illusory fairyland in the legend.

And after Lin Xuan leaves Dongzhou, if they are unlucky, it will be difficult for them to see each other again in their lives.

Ouyang Zhan let out a long breath, looked at Lin Xuan and said seriously:
"Brother, you are the man of destiny. I believe that you will stand at the highest position in the future."

"Hahaha, there's no need to be sad. If big brother really dominates the entire continent in the future, maybe we brothers can also benefit from him!"

Hou Tianfeng said with a laugh.

Lin Xuan smiled slightly at this, and felt warm in his heart. Real brothers don't need too many words, they know everything clearly.

(End of this chapter)