The Vajra Realm was indeed the Vajra Realm. It was not something that a Connate Realm martial artist could compare to. In all honesty, this black-robed man with a Vajra Realm cultivation base was very strong tonight.
He was the strongest martial artist he had fought in the past few years, but he was not strong enough to crush him.
There were also differences between Grandmasters and Vajra Realm experts.
At the very least, after exchanging dozens of moves, Lin Xuan felt that this black-robed person should be an extremely ordinary existence in the Vajra Realm.
Perhaps it could destroy other Connate realm martial artists as easily as breaking dry weeds. Unfortunately, the black-robed person's opponent was Lin Xuan.
The fourth-level Pure Yang Limitless Art, the Soft Palm, the Sword Drawing Art at the Large Success Stage, the Pure Yang One Qi Sword, and many other exquisite and profound martial arts were all around him.
Not to mention crushing him, Lin Xuan could even use his sword aura to activate the aura and resist the pressure of the black-robed person head-on.
"Who knows, if it snows heavily tonight, I might have to kill a Vajra Realm martial artist to prove the path of a grandmaster.”
The young Taoist priest thought to himself.
However, in the blink of an eye, he suppressed these thoughts. If he was distracted, he might not even know how he died, let alone vindicate the Vajra Realm.
It was a fight between the weak and the strong, so he had to be alert at all times.
The palm print soared into the sky, and a strong wind blew against his face, causing his Daoist robe to flutter. This palm strike was extraordinary.
The tyrannical palm force spread out in the void, rippling in circles. Wherever it went, the snow was destroyed.
"Good timing."
The Fourth-Grade Pure Yang Technique circulated, and his dantian surged. His zhenqi was pushed to the limit, passing through his meridians and traveling through his acupoints.
His eyes were wide open, and there was a shimmering light in them. Even in this snowy night, they were extremely bright, like the cold light of a sword, and it was soul-stirring.
Pure Yang zhenqi was injected into the Lightning-Condensing Sword. The sword vibrated and hummed as an invisible edge was activated.
He rode the sword with his Qi and became one with the sword. The Sword Qi spiraled like a flood dragon coming out of the sea and stabbed toward the black-robed man.
"Boom!"
The sword Qi and the palm energy clashed in the void. Genuine Qi surged and a deafening collision occurred.
"Die."
The black-robed man spoke and took a step forward. The power of the palm print soared, forcefully shattering the layers of sword light. The huge hand pressed down, wrapped in domineering qi, and went straight for the sword light.
"Boom!"
The sword and palm collided, and a cold wind roared. The black-robed man's old face looked ferocious as he injected all his Genuine Qi into the palm print.
The Lightning-Condensing Sword was pressed against his palm. It was just a hair's breadth away from piercing through his zhenqi and into his flesh.
The sword Qi was shattered by the palm print, but a brand new sword Qi was immediately born, and its sharpness did not decrease at all.
"Break."
Lin Xuan spoke, and his words carried the law. He exerted strength at his waist, and he became one with the sword, driving the sword light to rotate.
"Boom!"
In just half a breath, the palm print was shattered. The sword went straight in and the black-robed man swept back.
There was only a cold light in his eyes. He retreated twenty to thirty feet, his hands shaking, and his true qi erupted.
"Boom!"
The pressure was triggered, and the vigorous aura shook. Snow flew up, defying the heavens, and the grass and trees swayed.
"Boom!"
The frozen stream suddenly exploded. The water rose into the air and turned into dense water droplets behind the black-robed man.
He spread his arms and released his True Qi, which surrounded his body.
"Boom!"
Tens of thousands of water droplets were drawn by the black-robed man's Genuine Qi and shot out in all directions. Like a storm, they hit the incoming sword light.
Each droplet could easily pierce through the steel armor, which showed how terrifying its power was.
A storm came head-on. Lin Xuan tapped his toes, and his body rose two to three feet in the air. The true qi in his chest did not stop, and his body was as light as a swallow. He slashed horizontally with his long sword, and a bright sword qi tore through the air.
"Boom!"
The sword light tore through the dense water droplets. The remaining power of the sword Qi did not decrease as it slashed toward the black-robed man.
With a sword attack, Lin Xuan did not stop. The sleeve of his left hand fluttered, and true qi surged. He stepped on the void and the wind and snow above his head. He held the Three-Foot Sword and pounced.
He was at Xiantian Realm Eighth Stage, fighting against a Vajra Realm martial artist.
This was probably the first time the black-robed man had encountered such a powerful Xiantian warrior.
Crossing three to five feet, his feet did not touch the ground, like a flying goose flying in the air, the long sword fell, rolling with a dazzling sword light.
The sword aura erupted, triggering the aura pressure. Borrowing the wind and snow from the sky, the sword trembled, bringing along the wind and snow.
The black-robed man activated his Genuine Qi and formed a hand seal. He pointed at the first sword Qi and his thumb touched the sword light.
The force gushed out and shattered the sword light. The finger seal did not dissipate and continued to point at the sword.
Lin Xuan did not change. Instead, he circulated his true qi and his speed increased explosively. The long sword fell, and the black-robed man's thumb reached into the sharp edge as if he was taking chestnuts from fire. However, when it was about to touch the sword, it deviated slightly by half an inch.
He dodged the sword edge and pointed his thumb at the side of the sword. A powerful finger force poured into the long sword. Then, he stepped forward, his shoulder pressed against the sword edge, and he was within three feet of Lin Xuan.
The young Taoist priest's expression did not change. With a slight shake of his wrist, he suppressed this force. The sword flipped and slashed at the black-robed man's neck.
"Clang!"
The latter's right hand pointed at the sword body from bottom to top and broke this move. His left hand clenched his palm and headed towards the middle door that Lin Xuan had opened.
With the black-robed man's Vajra Realm cultivation base, even his copper skin and iron bones would be shattered by this palm strike, let alone his body of flesh and blood.
The black-robed man's eyes were filled with confidence. He felt that victory was within his grasp. Even if this palm strike could not directly kill the young Daoist in front of him, it could definitely severely injure him.
unfortunately
The black-robed man did not guess that this palm was a flaw that the young Taoist priest had deliberately left for him.
When they fought just now, Lin Xuan discovered that the palm strength of this fellow's right hand was much stronger than his left hand.
He had set up this plan to lure the enemy in so that the black-robed man could strike with his left hand.
"I was waiting for you."
The corner of the young Taoist priest's mouth curled up slightly. His left hand reached out from his sleeve and formed a palm print. He activated the cotton palm and used the fourth force to attack the black-robed man's left hand.
"Boom!"
The two palms collided. At first, when the black-robed person saw that Lin Xuan's palm print was silent and did not have any force fluctuations, he became relieved.
After all, from the beginning until now, this young Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain had never used palm techniques. He only thought that the other party did not know palm techniques at all, which was why his palm technique was full of flaws.
However, when his left hand met this fair palm, his expression instantly changed.
The power of the Fourfold Soft Palm was injected into his body, causing his internal organs to tremble and intense pain to spread throughout his entire body.
The black-robed man opened his mouth and let out a strange cry. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.
"Stinky Taoist priest, you're playing dirty."
The black-robed man cursed in exasperation.
Then, just as he finished speaking, a bright sword light entered his eyes. In the blink of an eye, it arrived, and the black-robed man felt like his soul was about to leave his body.
He retreated frantically. The sword light brushed past the black-robed man's chest. Blood splattered and the black-robed man broke.
This Vajra Realm expert landed on the ground. It turned out to be a haggard old man. His eyes were filled with incomparable hatred, and there was a faint hint of fear in the depths of his pupils.
"How is it?"
On the other side of the broken bridge, Lin Xuan landed. He held a long sword, and blood flowed from the sword tip. His gaze landed on the black-robed person. Although the other party had dodged that sword just now, a bone-visible wound was slashed on his chest.
The young Taoist priest's eyes were filled with ridicule.”
The fourth-drive cotton palm directly broke the black-robed man's body of Vajra, injuring his internal organs and meridians.
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