1170: C1170 Force Explosion

C1170 Force Explosion

"Bam!"

The muffled explosion formed two ripples that bounced back and engulfed the area.

Lin Xuan and Feng Xu were both pushed back more than ten steps at the same time, while Mu Qing was also sent flying a few meters back. She looked at Lin Xuan anxiously with an astonished expression.

A cold face, a murderous aura.

It was as if a king had descended upon the world, imposing and domineering in all directions.

Feng Xu frowned and sighed. He thought to himself, "What is going on?" How could this brat's strength explode to such a degree?

Could it be that after so many days, his Cultivation Level had improved by so much?

That's impossible!

This was because when Feng Xu's palm came down, Lin Xuan did not dodge at all. Instead, he moved slightly away from Feng Xu's attack. With a bang, his fist collided against Feng Xu's palm.

If it wasn't for the fact that Feng Xu was a Red Soul Level expert, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the power of that punch.

"Hiss ~"

Feng Xu could not help but have a whole new level of respect for Lin Xuan. He activated the power in his Dantian and charged forward again.

Lin Xuan's sword-like eyebrows slightly contracted as he concentrated his soul force into his fist. Without any fear, he faced Feng Xu's palm attack and the two fists collided once again.

Boom!

The powerful force seemed to have overturned the entire apartment.

With the first test, Feng Xu did not dare to underestimate them. With the first test, Feng Xu did not dare to underestimate them.

He thought that with Lin Xuan's Cultivation Level, his own seventy to eighty percent Cultivation Level should be enough to crush Lin Xuan into dust.

However, this time, he still underestimated Lin Xuan's strength.

Lin Xuan's fist exploded like a volcano eruption, shaking the entire crust.

Feng Xu was forced back several steps by the power of Lin Xuan's punch before he managed to stabilize himself.

No!

It was impossible for this brat's Cultivation Level to level up so quickly.

Lin Xuan clenched his fist and felt the spiritual qi from the Everlasting Jade entering into his body.

That pure spiritual energy merged into his dantian and formed his own elemental energy.

If he did not have the power of the Limitless Jade Pendant, with his current strength, it was indeed impossible for him to fight against Feng Xu.

This was also the last time that Lin Xuan defeated Zen Master Ku Xuan at the classical private club.

Right now, his own Cultivation Level was not strong enough to compete with his opponent, so, borrowing the power of the Limitless Jade Pendant, might actually be a way.

"Just what kind of Pill did you eat, or did someone teach you? How is your Cultivation Level possible … "

Feng Xu couldn't help but ask in shock.

Lin Xuan disdainfully glanced at Feng Xu. His disdainful attitude made it seem as if he was looking down from above at Feng Xu.

The corner of his mouth had an evil smile, and he coldly said: "What? Old dog, in this world, is only the state officials allowed to set fires? "Besides, it's better for you to take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror with such a small amount of effort."

"Otherwise, if you lose your dog life, you won't even know how you died."

Feng Xu was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He shouted, "Ignorant brat, you dare to provoke me. You are courting death."

With these words, he condensed all of the hundred percent of the Cultivation Level in his life into the palm of his hand.

This time, he was going to use his Cultivation Level to deal a fatal blow to Lin Xuan.

Because in this world, Feng Xu rarely met someone who could catch his hundred percent Cultivation Level.

As long as he had one hundred percent Cultivation Level, Lin Xuan would definitely die.

"Boom!"

Two strong streams of air were spat out from his palms and swirled towards Lin Xuan.

Even Mu Qing, who was standing to the side and watching, was shocked, exclaiming, "Xuan'er!"

Soon, Feng Xu's powerful air whirl was like a tornado, enveloping Lin Xuan completely.

That cyclone was like a raging tide in a vast ocean. Suddenly, a strong whirlpool appeared, capable of devouring everything.

Feng Xu's lips curled up into an arrogant and proud smile, "You so-called dog bastard, dying like this is already letting you off easy!"

"Bam!"

Before he finished his words, a backlash broke through the air whirl.

The whirlpool of palm energy produced by Feng Xu's palm strike seemed to be devoured by an unknown force.

All the energy was absorbed by Lin Xuan like a surging tide.

Immediately after, Lin Xuan punched out.

"Pfft!"

Feng Xu felt the sky spin and the earth spin. He felt dizzy. He could even feel that his consciousness had entered a blurry state.

At that moment, Lin Xuan broke through the rotating airflow and leaped into the air. The strength of his fist transformed into a fierce air whirl and landed a heavy punch on Feng Xu's chest.

Feng Xu felt his body being lifted off the ground, flying out in the air and colliding with the wall.

"Crack!"

It was as if the entire apartment was shaking and the walls cracked open a crack. Feng Xu fell down from the wall and landed heavily on the ground.

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood. His face was ashen, filled with disappointment and confusion.

Even in his dreams, he would never have thought that he would be defeated by Lin Xuan. How was this possible!

However, whether it was possible or not, Lin Xuan lightly landed on the ground and stood still. That kind of spirit was not something Feng Xu could reach.

Feng Xu curled up against the wall and struggled for a while. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Lin Xuan with a pitiful and desperate expression, "The winner is the king and the loser is the thief. If you want to kill me, kill me."

Unexpectedly, Lin Xuan grinned evilly, "Kill an old dog like you, dirty my hands, scram!"

Obviously, Feng Xu was surprised, he thought he misheard and asked: "You... "You're willing to let me go?"

"Scram back and tell your mistress to spare us, and not to kill us all. Otherwise, the entire Ji clan will be the one to die with us!"0

Lin Xuan's words were like an imperial edict of the throne room ordering the nine clans to be killed. It was awe-inspiring and sacred and inviolable.

Even Feng Xu was overwhelmed with shock. He frantically rolled onto his feet, kicked himself out of the apartment and left with his tail between his legs.

Mu Qing was ecstatic. She was so happy that she was dancing and clapping her hands in admiration. "Xuan'er, I didn't expect you to be so fierce …"

Before she could even say the word "harm", Mu Qing's expression became serious as her joyful expression became distorted, "Xuan'er, Xuan'er …"

Shocked, she hurriedly rushed forward and supported Lin Xuan, who was on the verge of collapse and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. Her face was full of concern.

Lin Xuan glanced at Mu Qing and smiled sadly, "Why are you flustered? I'm not dead yet. Go close the door!"

"Oh, oh..." Mu Qing snapped out of her daze, released her grip, and turned to close the door.

"Bam!"

When she closed the door, before she could even turn around, she heard a muffled thud from behind her. Her face was ashen as she cried out in alarm: "Xuan, Xuan'er!"

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