The invincible king of the city

Chapter 572 Be My Apprentice?
The speaker was A Jian, A Jian who was deprived of everything by Lin Xuan!

Xiao Chen nodded, and stopped talking, but looked at Lin Xuan without resentment.

After all, he didn't need to hold grudges against a dead person.

Under China's strongest three, he has no life left!
God helps me too!

Xiao Zhenbei smiled, looking at Lin Xueyi full of banter.

The Lin family couldn't sit still. They understood Lin Xuan's strength, but they also understood the strength of those three people.

Especially Ouyang Bubai, who has been famous for a long time, is a well-deserved myth in China, how can Lin Xuan fight against him?

Shangguan Yue sighed, "Xiaoxuan has a bad fate!"

Shangguan Ya shook her head slightly, her voice was calm, "Grandpa, don't feel sorry for him. He has an arrogant personality, lack of strength, and his own bad luck."

"give me back."

A Jian looked up at Lin Xuan, his voice was hoarse and calm, "Give me back the Dragon Chanting Sword."

Lin Xuan put his hands in his pockets, stepped down, and swept the Kunlun four lightly, "Give it back to you? It was originally mine, and there is no such thing as 'returning'."

"Hey, boy, you don't take us seriously!" Zhao Qianjie's red hair was loose, his eyes were cold, "How do you want to die?"

"Kill me? You don't have the ability yet." Lin Xuan said coldly.

"This kid is messing around, how dare you say such things to him, he is Zhao Qianjie, the spear of killing! A terrifying existence that kills the whole family at every turn!" The five masters of the Holy Doctor Sect secretly supported their foreheads.

Sure enough, Zhao Qianjie's long red hair fluttered, and murderous intent overflowed from his scarlet eyes, "You are courting death!"

I saw him grabbing towards Lin Xuan, the space seemed to freeze, and the seemingly extremely slow speed actually reached Lin Xuan's chest in an instant!

The cold killing intent permeated the air, shocking the mind!If it were someone else, I'm afraid I would tremble all over, and even lose the ability to move completely.

It's a pity that Lin Xuan is none other than Xuan Wang!
The blood shot up to the sky, enveloping Lin Xuan, with a surging momentum.

Under everyone's horrified eyes, Lin Xuan's appearance changed again.

Hair fluttering scarlet like blood, a pair of golden pupils are as indifferent as ice, and the pitch-black dragon scales exude a mysterious and powerful aura.

The third scarlet pattern, the pattern of the dragon body, opens!
At the moment when Zhao Qianjie was about to touch him, Lin Xuan moved and waved his palm lightly, as if an angry dragon roared and the air was torn apart.

Zhao Qianjie's pupils constricted, and he couldn't react for a while, only feeling that his body was hit by a siege hammer, and Pei Ran Mo Yu's power poured crazily on him.

With a bang!
A figure shot towards the horizon like a cannonball.

"He was sent flying with a slap!"

The five masters of the holy doctor's school wished to stare their eyeballs, and the shock in their hearts reached an unbearable level.

Lin Xuan's strength subverted their three views.

It's ridiculous that they even wanted to send him a "big fortune"!
Vaguely, they seemed to hear the sound of "papapa", and their cheeks hurt.

The smile on Laughing Buddha's face was stiff, and he looked at Lin Xuan with a different look.

Only Ouyang Bubai's face remained unchanged, without anger, but his eyes became deeper.

"The killing gun!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the direction where Zhao Qianjie disappeared, like a mountain torrent, like a thunderstorm, with the most overbearing killing intent.

The bloody light dyed a large area of ​​the sky red, and the electric arc raged. A light spot broke through the sound barrier and shot towards Lin Xuan from far to near.

Everyone was horrified and their souls trembled.

"Old Zhao's killing intent is still too strong!" The smiling Buddha frowned slightly.

A Jian's face was a little distorted, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was sinister, "Uncle Zhao sacrificed the killing gun, you will die without a place to bury you!"

Lin Xuan stood in the air, filled with dragon power, neither joy nor sorrow in his golden pupils, his voice was ethereal and distant, "Since you want it so much, then I will give it to you, Dragon Chanting Sword."

The dark and ferocious dragon claws brushed the air, the violent air flow surged, and the deafening sound of swords resounded throughout the world, echoing in everyone's ears.

Everyone only felt their eardrums tremble, and the sky was spinning, and a phantom of a giant dragon seemed to appear in front of them, majestic and majestic!

In Lin Xuan's hand, a silver light flowed from a long sword, entwined with dragon patterns, exuding a cold and mysterious aura.

He swung lightly, and the speed seemed to be extremely slow, but Ouyang Bubai was inexplicably horrified, and his muscles tensed up.

The endless sword light turned into a surging sword light, rushing to the sky.

The cruelty in Zhao Qianjie's eyes disappeared, replaced by an indescribable shock and...fear.

The desire to survive made him burst out with all his strength, the bloody spear in his hand twirled wildly, and the fierce killing vortex met Lin Xuan's sword that he slashed at will.

Back then, Lin Xuan was able to instantly kill Jian Jiuming at the fifth level of the Divine Realm with his bare hands.

Now, with the Dragon Chanting Sword, his combat power has reached a whole new level.

Zhao Qianjie and Jian Jiuming are equal in strength, so how can they resist this terrifying and boundless sword?
When the sword light arrived, the killing vortex fell apart without even showing a trace of its power.

The blood-colored killing spear cracked and turned into countless debris that scattered between the sky and the earth.

The berserk power was transmitted to Zhao Qianjie's arm, and his clothes instantly turned into powder, his flesh and blood festered, his bones shattered, and the sword glow was about to drown him.

The power of a sword seems to be able to cut everything!

Zhao Qianjie remained motionless, his gaze was dull, the entire field of vision was occupied by the dazzling sword light, and despair spread throughout his body.

At the very moment, a white light flashed in front of his eyes...

"Who the hell is he?"

Xiao Chen's eyes were full of fear, he thought Lin Xuan was in a deadly situation, but the opponent's ability challenged his limited cognition time and time again.

He sat down weakly, bitter in his heart.

Only now did he realize that he was like a wild dog, trying to challenge the majesty of the real dragon.

All the intrigues are so ridiculous in the face of absolute power!

Shangguan Ya's tender body trembled violently, and her worldview changed drastically, "How can a human...be able to do this?"

The useless abandoned child in her heart is simply an existence that she cannot understand!

A Jian shook his head desperately, his voice trembling, "Impossible! Impossible!"

He couldn't figure it out, how could the Dragon Chanting Sword exert such great power in his hands?

Everyone in the Lin family cheered, with Lin Xuan here, all difficulties can be easily solved!

Lin Xueyi's beautiful eyes were full of relief, and she sighed, "Brother, sister-in-law, your children will leave you far behind!"

"Little brother, I wonder if I can discuss something with you?"

Ouyang Bubai appeared out of nowhere, holding a half-dead Zhao Qianjie in his hand.

At this moment, Zhao Qianjie's right arm completely disappeared, his body was covered in blood, and his breath was so weak that it seemed that he might die at any moment.

Holding the Dragon Chanting Sword in his hand, Lin Xuan's body was full of dragon power, and he said, "What's the matter?"

"Be my apprentice?"

(End of this chapter)