I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Chapter 2425

"boom!"

Blade light and sword energy began to crisscross, the frozen lake was cut into pieces, the temperature of the entire area rose, and the extreme yin energy was diluted in their collision.

The two figures flew backwards simultaneously, creating a terrifying deep pit on the already shattered surface of the frozen lake.

The crimson lake water flowed into the frozen lake area, creating deep crimson pools on the surface, like stars adorning the universe.

"The rules of the Yin-Yang principle have been broken, they..."

"My God, is this still a battle between Earth Immortals? Lin Xuan... he, he's only an Earth Immortal... um? Mid-stage!"

Wu Mingkong and the others were dumbfounded; their traditional views were shattered at this moment.

"Wow... they're evenly matched!"

Wu Mingyao bit her tongue hard, the sharp pain hitting her brain, and only then did she finally confirm that she was not dreaming.

"The sect leader is invincible!"

Her heart was surging with emotion, and a tidal wave of emotion surged within her.

"You...how is that possible?"

For the first time, Feng Changjian was shocked. He had actually been repelled. Although he hadn't retreated as far as Lin Xuan, in a sense, he had lost to Lin Xuan.

You must know, he is a tenth-level Loose Immortal, which is comparable to a Golden Immortal. Now he has created a top-level eighth-level Pure Yang clone, and even holds the hilt of the Pure Yang Sword. Yet he was actually defeated by Lin Xuan. It's simply outrageous!

"Don't just stand there, kill him!"

Lin Xuan's mind was shaken, and Wu Mingyao was brought back to her senses at this moment.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Wu Mingyao responded immediately, then took a small step and transformed into a beam of light, rushing forward.

As Lin Xuan stopped, he stomped on the lake surface and shot out at an even faster speed.

"court death!"

Feng Changjian's anger instantly ignited, his eyes filled with resentment.

In an instant, the three clashed again. The frozen lake suffered greatly, constantly breaking apart. The rules of this place were trying to repair it, but they were somehow unable to keep up with the speed of destruction.

Wu Mingkong and the others were stunned; the reversal of this battle had caught them completely off guard.

The wind sword was retreating, clearly suppressed, and the boiling pure yang sword light was getting dimmer and dimmer.

Lin Xuan and Wu Mingyao worked together to force him to leave the frozen lake area and return to the deep valley.

"You seem to be just so-so!"

"Putting aside your Golden Immortal cultivation, you are nothing, yet you dare to dream of vying for the position of Emperor Seed. You are truly overestimating yourself."

During the battle, Lin Xuan made sarcastic remarks, his eyes filled with deep disdain.

"asshole!"

"You shall die!"

"Ten Thousand Swords Floating in Life!"

Feeling humiliated, Feng Changjian's entire body erupted with sword light, surging out like a tidal wave, with even scorching flames unique to pure Yang power rising within it.

"metropolitan!"

Wu Mingyao was overjoyed; Feng Changjian was clearly at his wit's end.

Although Wan Jian Fu Sheng is powerful, the intensity of his attack at this moment is insufficient.

"killed!"

Lin Xuan responded with just two short words.

Wu Mingyao immediately wielded her magic brush, conjuring up thousands of mountains, and rushed to Feng Changjian's side.

This time, Feng Changjian couldn't withstand it and was blasted away. While in mid-air, Feng Changjian rode his sword and rushed towards the sky.

However, as the scene of the sun and moon overlapping appeared, the Five Elements Wheel pressed down from the sky, and he was forced back to the ground after only rising a hundred feet, leaving a terrifying deep pit...

"A small improvement has multiplied his combat power several times over. What kind of foundation is this? Unprecedented, unprecedented in history, and unparalleled in future generations..."

In the deep pit, Feng Changjian gripped the hilt of his sword, his pure Yang energy gathering into the blade, but it was rather dim at this moment.

He looked up at the sky and felt a terrifying burning sensation engulf him, a chilling feeling seeping into his spirit, as if the power of life and death was about to pull him into the abyss.

"Wow!"

At the same time, Wu Mingyao charged towards him with a long river of ink, forcing him to swing his sword, unleashing a dense barrage of sword beams.

Lin Xuan also arrived, slashing with his battle blade, unleashing blade light and sword energy, with a burst of spacetime power that imposed many restrictions on the wind longsword.

"boom!"

The explosions continued, and the wind sword was blasted away again, leaving him with nowhere to escape and nowhere to fight.