No one had ever thought or expected that in just one copycat trial, he would encounter the legendary...Mengzhe!

The white light, the semi-illusory soul, is the iconic combat power of the Mindian, the Mindian soul!

Xia Lin suddenly remembered his father's warning to him when he was in the village. If you see the thoughts, you must avoid them and remember!

With his thoughts turned around, Xia Lin finally suppressed these thoughts in his heart, eliminated all tension, anxiety and impetuousness, and asked himself silently in his heart.

Can you give up this battle? Can you let him take Xia Cheng away?

No! If he was asked to take Xia Cheng away, what was the effort of this month? So he would never be allowed to take Xia Cheng away.

Since you can't, you have to fight!

Since you are going to fight, it is the enemy. I am afraid of a bird!

Almost in an instant, Xia Lin calmed down and looked at Zuo Haotian's soul of thought coldly. The fighting spirit in his body also erupted. So what about the person who thought?! I am also a cultivator!

I once said that those who see thoughts should not be afraid of a battle!

"You have the courage."

Zuo Haotian's body had been left in place, and Nianhun slowly took a few steps and looked at Xia Lin and said lightly.

"If you don't fight, how could you know you didn't have a chance to win?" Xia Lin sneered, ignoring Zuo Haotian's excitement at all.

"Yeah?"

Zuo Haotian shook his head slightly, "Every thought-in person starts from the soul-lossing, and starts with the cyclone realm of warriors. Not to mention, there are more than ten people in the cyclone realm that I slaughtered by my subordinates. And you are just a little guy in the body-building stage, who gives you the confidence?"

Xia Lin stared at him coldly, letting the blood and energy in his body shake, and everything was ready.

If he was a warrior, he would naturally have no power to resist Zuo Haotian. But he was not, he was a cultivator! A cultivator who also started with blood refining. Although he was still a little short of the last step, this did not prevent him from fighting. What is the advantage of the cultivator? His strong body, shocking high-intensity explosion, is far stronger than the recovery ability of others.

And what about his own advantages? In addition to the cultivator, there is also the tenth palm of Lingfeng Palm and the only secret skill, Cunbo.

There was no chance, Xia Lin said in his heart.

"It's over."

Zuo Haotian smiled faintly. At this time, he held the sword in his right hand. His semi-illusory state made him look a little more elegant. As the last three words were spoken out, the body that was originally walking slowly suddenly burst out and turned into a white light and left towards Xia Lin!

Xia Lin's pupils contracted and he swung the tenth palm of Ling Feng's palm without hesitation!

Without temptation, the strongest killer move is the first step! Zuo Haotian does not temptation because he is completely unnecessary. Just kidding, a famous scholar still needs to test the minions in the body-building stage? And Xia Lin did not dare to do so, for fear that he would be here accidentally.

This is a spear and shield impact!

Zuo Haotian rushed over with a sword and turned into a white light, leaving a white line between the sky and the earth, making all the surrounding scenery dim. The impact of this white line is directed to Xia Lin.

The tenth palm of Xia Lin's palm was blasted out, and the air around him fluctuated, and even the blood and energy in his body swelled up. Xia Lin almost stopped. With the high-frequency vibration, a trace of vague fluctuation appeared in front of him. As Xia Lin's palm was blasted out, these seemingly vague fluctuations were like a barrier, firmly blocking Xia Lin's body.

"boom!"

The land around Xia Lin had a certain degree of depression, spreading slightly to the surroundings. In a confrontation, just some of the energy spreading would cause such terrible consequences, not to mention Xia Lin and Zuo Haotian who were in the center.

Zuo Haotian's sprinting figure ended here and was blasted down by Xia Lin!

Zuo Haotian stared at Xia Lin, and the casualness and scattering in his eyes finally disappeared completely, leaving only solemnity, "Do you know? Many warriors in the cyclone realm may not be able to stop this move, but you, a small ninth level of body-building, can actually stop this move from me! It seems that I have encountered a genius boy."

"However, there is no genius in my eyes! What is the genius of a warrior for us? If we don't understand magical powers, we will eventually be useless. And so many so-called warrior geniuses are stuck at the bottleneck."

Zuo Haotian looked at Xia Lin contemptuously and said lightly.

This is a dialogue between geniuses, and it is also the contempt of the monks for the warriors. Every scholar has the qualification to impact the realm of magical powers, but the warriors may suddenly get stuck in a bottleneck and cannot break through for the rest of their lives. It is understandable that they are despised by the monks.

Xia Lin didn't say anything. Zuo Haotian was trying to anger him? Warrior? He is not a warrior. As a cultivator, he also has the right to despise everything. The reason why he listened to Zuo Haotian's nonsense was because Zuo Haotian's move just now was really powerful. After fighting with him, the blood and energy in his body did not recover for a while. At this time, with Zuo Haotian's words, he finally calmed his breath.

"You are talking too much nonsense." Xia Lin sneered, and Ling Feng's tenth palm waved out again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!

Seeing several palms blasting out, Zuo Haotian sneered, his illusory body floated, and he held a white sword in his hand and rushed in.

A heavyweight battle began again.

The disciples of Heifeng Village in the distance were already stunned. The semi-illusory soul made them feel scared, especially the move just now, the whole world was lost. Everyone felt the darkness in front of them, and only a terrifying white line impact was left! Even now, the power of each sword is very terrifying. Occasionally, Xia Lin dodged and Zuo Haotian hit the ground with a sword, leaving a deep trace.

For Xia Lin, all that is left in the eyes of the disciples of Heifeng Village is crazy! Yes, that's right, look, that inexplicable thing is so terrifying, it is easily blocked by the young master! Even now, the young master is still fighting with this thing with a magnificent momentum, and is not inferior to the disadvantage at all.

The battle continued and the others couldn't get involved.

Sun Zhong had planned to go around from the side to attack Zuo Haotian's original deity, but Zuo Haotian's soul then hit him back with a qi. Before becoming a Tianshi master, the chanter could not escape from the body. The chanter obviously took good care of the body, so how could he take advantage of this loophole?

"snort!"

Zuo Haotian snorted coldly, and once again dispelled the idea of ​​Sun Zhong's sneak attack, but an impatient look flashed in his eyes.

"I originally wanted to have fun with you, but since I want to die, I will help you!"

Leaving a faint sentence, Zuo Haotian's murderous intention was great.

After Xia Lin and him slammed each other again, they were immediately shocked by a force and suddenly felt something was wrong, "Damn... this guy, is there still hidden power?"

In the battle just now, Xia Lin had already exploded all his strength. He had been fighting with Nianzhe for so long, and he was already very strong. Originally, he wanted to rely on his strong physical fitness to waste his life and death, but at this time it seemed that Zuo Haotian actually hid his strength?

How strong is the one who recites?!

"Do you think that only martial artists have martial arts moves?" Zuo Haotian sneered, "The moves of the monks are called chanting skills. The Yishitian just now is just an appetizer, which requires the origin of strength, so it is not very powerful. Let you see the true martial arts of the monks, and the chanting skills activated by the origin of mind power!"

"One-level psychic technique - the source of storm!"

"boom!"

With Zuo Haotian's order, the whole world changed color, the long sword rotated, and the white light spread to the sky, and a light green light appeared, turning into a light green vortex and spinning in the air, and then rushing towards Xia Lin.

The light green vortex looks very ethereal, but it is extremely fast, with a diameter of about five meters wide, and its huge range makes people have nowhere to hide! What shocked Xia Lin even more, there seemed to be an inexplicable energy in the center of the vortex. While rotating, it attracted his gaze and made his body unable to move.

"Damn it!"

"What kind of power!"

The vortex was approaching. Although the distance was far away, the strong wind had already blown his clothes. The seemingly weak green vortex approached so lightly. Xia Lin could not see the power of this move, but instinctively felt a little bad.

At this moment, a crow that accidentally floated over the sky could not control his body when it flew over the vortex, and was directly attracted, and then fell into the vortex.

"Puchi--"

A sound of flesh and blood came, and then Xia Lin saw that the crow was crushed and disappeared!

It's gone!

A crow disappeared like this!

"Is this... the power of the minder?"

Xia Lin was a little frightened for a moment. It was the first time he felt fear and such a strong crisis when he was in this world for so long that he felt fear and such a strong crisis. His strong self-confidence in the past was shattered when facing the thoughtful person.

No wonder, those who recite are respected by the entire China continent.

No wonder, my father said that if you see the thought, you must dodge.

If this is the case...what is the meaning of his cultivation?

Faced with such a desperate crisis, Xia Lin was actually in deep thought. Is all this he did meaningful? Is the chanter so powerful that it makes people desperate?

I remembered the few who took my mother away, and they walked away from the ground and floated in the air. There was no doubt that they had reached the realm of magical powers, and they might be warriors or chanters!

If they are chanters, do they still have a chance to see their mother?

As a mother, he was unable to move freely and was taken away, let alone a child he gave birth to outside?

Really, is there no hope?

In a daze, Xia Lin seemed to have forgotten the crisis in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, as if he had given up all resistance.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

A few screams came from afar. No one expected that things would turn so quickly. Zuo Haotian, who was evenly matched just now, suddenly broke out and directly used his powerful force to use such a move. One move put Xia Lin in a crisis, and even the power to resist was gone.

Zuo Haotian smiled coldly: "Everything is over."

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