The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 273 Ye Lingtian

Shen Xuan looked extremely embarrassed. He did not expect that he would encounter such a terrifying existence.

"Whoosh!"

Shen Xuan did not dare to neglect, and his body flashed instantly to avoid the opponent's attack. Then, his body moved and fled away into the distance.

However, just as he flashed hundreds of feet away, the big hand had already slapped it down. Suddenly, the entire mountain range trembled, the earth cracked, rocks rolled down, and a huge "seven-five-seven" size appeared on the ground. Palm print!

"No!"

Shen Xuan's face was extremely pale, and a strong death crisis arose in his heart.

He knew that since the other party chose this location to ambush him, it meant that the other party knew that there was something wrong with this mountain peak. It was even possible that the other party knew that he was hiding here.

And he became the target of the other party to ambush him.

He regretted in his heart that he was too trusting.

However, it was already too late. His body was blown away by the palm and hit the cliff of the valley heavily, dripping with blood.

"Pfft!"

Shen Xuan couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. His clothes were completely shattered, and his bones were blown into powder. There was a fist-sized hole in his chest, and a trail of blood flowed out of his chest.

"A monk from the Seven Stars of Shenwu?" Shen Xuan's face was extremely gloomy.

A strong sense of fear emerged in his heart. His strength was not as good as Zhao Tianlong's. Now, he was attacked by surprise again and was severely injured. He had no ability to resist at all.

However, he soon regained his composure.

"Now that you're here, there's no need to leave!"

"Leave me alone!"

"Dragnet!"

The next moment, Shen Xuan's eyes widened, and his face was filled with a ferocious look.

"Buzz!"

He flicked his fingers, and a God of War sword appeared in his hand. Holding the hilt, he shot out a series of spells. Suddenly, a harsh sword roar erupted from the long sword, and a sharp sword The light bloomed from above, layer after layer, like a spider web, covering a radius of a kilometer, so that all directions were covered by the sword light.

Shen Xuan's eyes looked forward.

In the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a flame burning, and a vague figure appeared in his mind.

It was a young man, dressed in a white shirt, extremely handsome. He looked only twenty-six or seventeen years old, but he was full of a fierce temperament...

His legs were straight and strong, as if they were an unsheathed sharp blade, exuding a frightening edge. His hands were placed behind his back, and he walked forward step by step.

"Who are you?" Shen Xuan asked coldly.

"Ye Lingtian!"

"Whoosh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure appeared in front of Shen Xuan. There was a faint purple air surrounding his body, causing the temperature in the void to drop sharply, and a terrifying pressure came, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on top. .

"boom!"

That terrifying momentum directly crushed Shen Xuan's soul, making his face extremely pale, a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body flew backwards!

"Crack!"

A rock hit him, causing his body to fall directly into the pit, and one-third of his bones were broken.

"Ahem..."

Shen Xuan climbed up with difficulty, one foot on the rubble, one hand holding on to a thick old tree, a painful expression on his face.

The palm print just now caused him serious injuries. .