The Peerless Emperor

Looking at the seven shield walls blocking him, Lin Qian showed a mocking smile on his face. He raised the arm holding Ting Yejian high, and the crimson light on it became more dazzling.

Double the attack, although it can only be used once, the effect is very significant and obvious, which is to double his current attack.

Now Lin Qian's physique has been strengthened twenty times, and his spirit power has also been strengthened twenty times.

Double attack, that is, Lin Qian's next sword is a terror attack with a forty-fold increase in body and soul power.

"Shen Zhixing, take my sword well!" In the high altitude, Lin Qian rushed forward at an unabated speed. The Chijin Thunder spirit power on Ting Ye Sword suddenly increased, and it was wrapped in the sword and stretched in the wind for an instant. It turned into a great sword of thunder.

The spirit power giant sword that suddenly increased suddenly seemed to be a sword blade, and it fell down at this moment, slashing towards the proud seven shield wall of Shen Zhixing in front.

The fight between sword and shield, offense and defense immediately appeared between the world.

Huh!

Lin Qian swung his sword down, and the horrible sword aura seemed to be transformed into a sky of thunder, falling from the middle of the seven shield walls, and the wall that Shen Zhixing was proud of was cut into two. In half.

While Shen Zhixing was dumbfounded, the Seven Spirit Shield, which he could call the strongest defense, collapsed into this world together with the red-gold thunder soul power, turning into a long-term soul power fluorescent light fluttering in front.

As for Lin Qian, he rushed towards him unimpeded, and the slender white long sword pointed directly at his throat.

Before the sword body approached his side, Shen Zhixing had already felt a bitter chill, and the water vapor in the air around him had begun to form ice crystals.

At the same time, this chill climbed over towards him, without realizing it for a while, there was already frost on his body.

The spirit power enhanced by the burning origin rushed out of his body, shattering the frost that had condensed on his body, and Shen Zhixing exploded back quickly.

At the same time, both hands were already condensed into soul power spears, and they threw them towards Lin Qian.

Shen Zhixing was retreating rapidly, while Lin Qian was quickly approaching the opponent. The Blackhorns, who were good at spirit power, were fast when they flew in the sky.

The opponent in front of Lin Qian was also the Black Horned Clan of the Awakened Realm of Grand Master-level combat power, and the speed of flying away was not slower than him.

Under the agitation of spirit power, Shen Zhixing in front of Lin Qian was trying to widen the gap with himself, the purple spirit power spear was like an arrow, attacking him quickly.

Emperor Lin Qian's pupils had already been turned on, and the golden pupils had been staring at the purple spirit power spears that came towards him one after another.

The Ting Ye Sword that was about to be slashed out suddenly stopped, and replaced it with the slender cloud sword in Lin Qian's hand.

The chill accompanied the sword in the cloud shrouded forward, and the purple soul power spear, which was affected by Bai Lan's ice cold soul power, suddenly slowed down.

But at this time, Lin Qian didn't go head-to-head with these spirit power spears. Instead, after the speed of the spirit power spears slowed down, after avoiding and bypassing, he continued to pursue Shen Zhixing.

When Lin Qian passed the purple spirit power spears, the Ting Ye Sword in his hand suddenly slashed with a backhand towards the back.

The sword aura condensed by the scarlet golden thunder was an instantaneous sword body, rushing into the center of a large number of purple soul power spears, bursting open, and turning into thin thunder sword aura in the sky, colliding with the purple soul power spears. together.

boom! boom! boom!

The purple spirit power spears burst apart in an instant, and turned into purple-red flames, which looked extremely coquettish.

Looking at the somewhat annoyed look on Shen Zhixing's face, Lin Qian sneered: "Why, it seems you are disappointed."

With that, Lin Qian suddenly slowed down his speed, staring at the purple spirit power spear condensed on the opponent's chest vigilantly.

Seeing Lin Qian's behavior, Shen Zhixing frowned slightly, but then he stretched out: "Disappointment, what's so disappointing about this, but you, it's too embarrassing."

"Just now a sword broke the domineering power of my Seven Spirit Shield. Why did it disappear? Now I shrink back."

"No, the most important thing for a wise emperor is to learn to follow his advice on becoming a son." Lin Qian stopped his figure, raised the Ting Ye Jian, and pointed at the spirit spear condensed on Shen Zhixing's chest. The horns are indeed a race that plays soul power, and they can actually give soul power so much spirituality."

"Once I clashed hard with your spirit power spear, and was contaminated with the spirit power flames after the explosion, your mark would be left on your body." Lin Qian showed a look of admiration on his face, "When the time comes, your spirit power will condense. Any attacks made by you will follow me on its own."

"At that time, you only need to continuously gather spirit power attacks, and I can only passively defend, or be exhausted. However, as long as I am not contaminated by this flame, it is enough."

"It seems that in order to burst out such flames and stabilize the structure of soul power, it must be shaped like this four-foot spear."

When I heard Lin Qian talk freely, telling all the mysteries of his exhausting soul flame, there was only a deep fear in my heart: "Impossible, this is my secret skill, why do you know it."

"Really, I still use it!" When the voice fell, Lin Qian let go of his hands, and Ting Ye Jian and Yun Zhong Jian quietly hovered beside him, with their hands spread out into palms on his chest, Ming Huang Emperor's soul The force gradually condensed the Dao Ming Huang Soul Force spear, and shot it at the opponent.

Shen Zhixing's face changed drastically, and several exhausting soul flames were condensed in an instant, which turned into a straight four-foot spear, rushed out, and collided with the golden spear that rushed towards him.

The coquettish purple-red fireworks and the bright yellow flames intertwined, and finally merged with each other and vanished in midair.

Whether it was Shen Zhixing's exhausting soul flame or the bright yellow flames on Lin Qian's side, except for the difference in color, the state that emerged was exactly the same.

"Impossible!" Upon seeing this scene, Shen Zhixing suddenly exclaimed that he was born, and shouted at Lin Qian in front of him, "This is my unique skill, even my most beloved Yi'er, I haven't taught it to him, how can you? May learn."

"Because I have a good prime minister." Seeing Shen Zhixing's angry look, Lin Qian took the Ting Ye Sword and the Cloud Sword suspended on both sides in his hands, and said lightly.

At the same time, behind Lin Qian's dantian Tianhen, at the headquarters of the Tiangong Department of the China Empire of Fantasy Star, Zhuge Ming took a sip of tea and sat on the high platform of the Tiangong Hall.

In the air around him, there are three hundred tactical mirrors of various sizes suspended in the air. All the observation data of Lin Qian's pupil, soul power, and soul consciousness are collected by the scribes of the Ministry of Engineering and transmitted to Zhuge at an instant speed. Ming, give him an analysis.

Shen Zhixing exhausted the mystery of the soul flame, which was to be explained to his majesty after Zhuge Ming had analyzed it alive.