The flying sword collided with the aura in the air.
Only hearing a "dang", Feijian paused slightly.
The first mouthful of aura hadn't dissipated yet, Lin Shen then took a second mouthful and hit the flying sword again, finally deflecting it obliquely and swinging to the other side.
Seeing this, Lu Wansong couldn't help frowning.
"The aura of this junior is not weak, could it be a second-grade spiritual vein?"
At the moment, Lu Wansong's killing intent was overwhelming.
As a demon cultivator, he naturally dislikes the human race, and even hates it. Naturally, he doesn't want to see another powerful monk in the future, so he is more determined to kill Lin Shen here today.
Lu Wan let go of his finger, and the flying sword that swung out suddenly turned a corner, and attacked Lin Shen again.
But halfway through the flight, Lin Shen already spewed out a mouthful of spiritual energy.
This time he planned to do it once and for all, and directly spewed out nine mouthfuls of spiritual energy, hitting the flying sword one after another like a crash of rocks.
Immediately, there was a "stab" sound, like the sound of silk being torn, the flying sword's precious light dimmed, and it swayed in the air as if drunk.
Lu Wansong's complexion changed, he quickly recalled Feijian, looked intently, and immediately felt a great pain in his heart.
The flying sword has been damaged, and it has not been able to accumulate spiritual energy for a few months, so don't expect it to recover.
This is one of his only two profound weapons!
The demon clan's weapon refining skills are poor, and they don't have a lot of magic weapons like the human clan's sect.
Even for monks from the monster clan, it is not easy to obtain a mysterious weapon.
Most of the time, they are taken from human practitioners by killing people.
Only in terms of magic weapons, monster monks are much more shabby than some human cultivators in the Ming Aperture Realm.
"Damn you, you dare to break my flying sword!"
Lu Wansong let out a stern voice, opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of iron death aura, and attacked Lin Shen.
At this moment, the nine breaths of spiritual energy that had repelled Feijian before had returned to Lin Shen's chest, but only about half of the original amount remained.
Lin Shen didn't care too much, he didn't have much else now, only the aura was enough.
Seeing the dark red aura attacking, without even thinking about it, two mouthfuls of aura came out.
There was only a "chi" sound, and the two breaths of spiritual energy and the breath of iron perishing spiritual energy were all gone, nothing left.
Not only Lu Wansong was stunned, but even Miao You, who was watching the battle, was dumbfounded and stunned.
You must know that Lu Wansong is a third-level monk of Yunling, and a third-rank spiritual vein, and the power of the iron perishing aura cultivated is so powerful that even her Xunfeng aura is inferior!
Now it was turned into nothing by two mouthfuls of non-attribute aura, which is simply unimaginable!
Could it be that Lin Shen forged a first-grade spiritual vein?
Probably yes!
Only a first-grade spiritual vein can condense such a powerful non-attribute spiritual energy!
Miao You suddenly felt a huge wave in his heart, and fixedly looked at Lin Shen, his eyes were full of shock.
Although she had vaguely expected it before, she was still extremely shocked when she found out that Lin Shenzhu had become a first-grade spiritual vein.
After all, that is a first-grade spiritual vein!
Rumored superb appearance!
Those who have encountered such a situation are all famous figures in Tōkaidō and even Tōshen Continent!
Lu Wansong was also inexplicably horrified, he stared at Lin Shen dumbfounded, and remained silent.
This junior actually forged a first-grade spiritual vein!
For a moment, Lu Wansong was filled with jealousy and shock.
Promoted to a monk with a first-grade spiritual vein, Xuan Guangqi is almost at his fingertips, how to prevent him from being extremely jealous?
When he came back to his senses, Lu Wansong's killing intent was overwhelming.
No matter what, we must kill this junior!
Otherwise, when he grows up and fights back with Miao You, then not only he, but even that adult will not be able to resist it!
The savage look in his eyes flashed away, and Lu Wansong once again spit out three mouthfuls of iron perishing spiritual energy.
Lin Shen smiled slightly, and six breaths of spiritual energy greeted him, and in the blink of an eye, he and Tie Yu's spiritual energy both disappeared.
Lu Wansong's expression became more and more gloomy, he gritted his teeth and took three breaths of spiritual energy.
He didn't believe that the other party could really dissipate all his spiritual energy, so he fought to the end today, even if he exhausted all the energy in his chest, he still wanted to kill this junior!
Miao You on the side watched the battle intently, her expression gradually becoming serious.
The battle between monks, excluding magic weapons and exercises, is actually a competition of spiritual energy in essence.
Under normal circumstances, attacking the enemy with aura will not completely consume aura.
It’s like when Lin Shen damaged the flying sword with nine mouthfuls of aura just now, the aura is only partially lost, and it can be replenished by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth later.
However, the current confrontation between Lin Shen and Lu Wansong is different.
The auras of the two sides annihilated each other, and both of them turned into nothing.
In this situation, the aura is completely dissipated, and the aura needs to be re-condensed later, which is far more time-consuming and labor-intensive than replenishing the aura.
Before the aura is re-condensed, the monk's own strength will be greatly affected.
Therefore, when a monk fights, he usually avoids the complete annihilation of the aura, and at least keeps a trace of it as a recovery fire.
It is very rare for such a dangerous situation to occur now!
In the blink of an eye, eight mouthfuls of Lu Wansong's aura of iron death were melted away.
There are twenty-nine mouthfuls of iron perishing spiritual energy in his body, and twelve mouthfuls were used to severely injure Miao You before.
Although it has not completely dissipated, only a small half of the twelve meteorite auras are left, and their power has been greatly reduced.
Now, another eight mouths went away, and there were only nine mouths of Meteorite Spirit Qi left.
After realizing this, Lu Wansong suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"No, I can't fight this kid any longer!"
Lu Wansong immediately made a decisive decision, gritted his teeth suddenly, spit out the remaining eight mouthfuls of Meteorite Spirit Qi, and unleashed Tyrant Meteor Ax again, striking Lin Shen head-on!
Casting the Tyrant Meteor Ax twice in a short period of time, Lu Wansong's chest throbbed with qi and blood, and he felt a dull pain. He knew that he had already suffered backlash, but he couldn't care less at this time.
The strength of this junior is beyond expectation, if he keeps his hand, he may capsize in the gutter!
At this moment, Lu Wansong no longer had the chance to win, and only strong fear and solemnity remained in his heart.
Facing the dark red giant ax coming from Li Kong, Lin Shen, as always, responded with aura.
A total of eighteen mouthfuls of spiritual energy spewed out in one breath, and hit the dark red giant ax violently. Although it was quickly crushed and disappeared, the dark red giant ax also shrank by more than half due to this blow.
The remaining strength landed on Lin Shen's body, the golden light flashed away, and it was easily blocked.
Lu Wansong saw the corners of his eyes twitching, feeling more and more jealous.
Other monks are very careful about spiritual energy, but this junior relies on a lot of spiritual energy, regardless of the various changes in the operation of the method, and only uses the amount of spiritual energy to control it.
But after thinking about it, this junior has just been promoted not long ago, and he hasn't even transformed the aura of the five elements, let alone practiced the method of cultivation. This is really normal.
It's not so much that I don't want to use the method of controlling spiritual energy, it's better to say that I can't do it.
If not, it might not be easy for him to defeat this junior!
"Fortunately, this junior's spiritual energy has been almost exhausted!"
Of the remaining nine breaths, most of them were consumed due to the damage to the flying sword.
No matter how much spiritual energy condensed by a first-grade spiritual vein, it is only forty-five.
With only the remaining nine breaths of spiritual energy left, it seems nothing to be afraid of!
Although there are only twelve remnants of Iron Death Spirit Qi left in his body, it is still not a problem to deal with this junior.
Thinking of this, Lu Wansong was relieved, and a sneer appeared on his face again.
Onlookers are clear, Miao You watched the whole battle, knew the situation of the two of them deeply, and soon realized this, and his expression changed suddenly.
"Oops, Lin Shen's aura is almost exhausted!"
Miao You felt anxious for a while.
Lin Shen suffers because the spiritual energy has not been transformed, and he has not practiced the method of operation. If Lu Wansong loses a breath of spiritual energy, he will take at least two breaths of spiritual energy.
No matter how much spiritual energy there is in a first-grade spirit vein, it cannot withstand such consumption.
"Hahaha, let's see how you resist this time, the younger generation will take my life!"
Amidst the triumphant laughter, Lu Wansong once again spit out the iron death aura to attack.
Miao You exclaimed when she saw this, but Lin Shen looked calm, with a sneer flashing in his eyes.
Under Miao You's astonished gaze, he spit out five mouthfuls of spiritual energy in a row, annihilating all the meteoric iron spiritual energy that struck.
Looking at this scene, Lu Wansong's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
"You, how can you still have aura?!"
He could clearly see just now that the five breaths of spiritual energy that Lin Shen spit out were perfect and pure, without any loss.
But this shouldn’t be the case. The forty-five mouthfuls of aura of this junior are obviously either annihilated or incomplete. How could there be a complete and pure aura left?
Lu Wansong couldn't understand it.
Suddenly, an amazing idea flashed through his mind.
Could it be that the aura condensed by this junior is far more than forty-five breaths?
With this thought, Lu Wansong couldn't help being startled.
The number of spiritual veins is at most forty-five, which is a fact recognized by all practitioners.
Up to now, it has never been heard that someone has condensed more spiritual veins than this number.
"Or maybe this junior has practiced some kind of kung fu that can quickly restore aura! That's right! It must be like this!"
As if grasping at straws, Lu Wansong repeatedly affirmed his thoughts.
However, Miao You on the side didn't think so.
Lin Shen has been promoted for less than half a day, how could he practice the kung fu that can quickly restore aura?
Even if you cultivate, it is impossible to recover your aura in just a short moment.
Taking pills is not so fast!
Neither, then the answer is obvious.
The spirit veins forged by Lin Shen surpassed the first rank, an unprecedented appearance!
After thinking about this point clearly, Miao You couldn't help taking a breath, and looked at Lin Shen with shock.
With a spiritual vein beyond the first rank, she really couldn't imagine what kind of achievements Lin Shen could have in the future?
For a while, Miao You couldn't help but stay in place, feeling in a trance.
Miao You and Lu Wansong were both in shock, but Lin Shen had no intention of stopping.
After annihilating Tie Chen's aura, he continued to spit out aura to attack Lu Wansong without any magic weapons, martial arts or techniques.
In fact, there is no need for these, a full 108 breaths of spiritual energy can kill Lu Wansong.
Seeing the spiritual energy attacking again, Lu Wansong's face changed drastically, and he let out a low shout, a gust of white air surged out of his sleeve robe in an instant, with a little golden-red light faintly mixed in it.
This is Lu Wansong's only second mysterious weapon, named Xuan Gui Qi, which is made from the turtle shell of the thousand-year-old turtle and the thousand-year-old black iron.
Although it is in the form of aerosol, it has extremely powerful defense.
Lu Wansong pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the golden-red light in the mist flashed, forming a phantom in the shape of a turtle's back, blocking the front.
The surging aura hit it, and there was a roar like a copper hammer striking a bell. The mysterious turtle qi trembled slightly, and then stood still.
Lu Wansong heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this.
He doesn't have much aura left now, if he sacrifices to defend the enemy again, Lin Shen might use his aura to annihilate him.
Once the aura is exhausted, it is really at the mercy of others.
Now this aura can only be used to manipulate magic weapons to protect themselves.
"The situation is not in my favor, and now I can only retreat first to save my life. Miao You has the protection of this junior, and because I am not an opponent, I should go back and report to the lord first, and then send the rescuers back to kill this junior. It is not too late! "
The dignified third-level monk of Yunling was forced into this embarrassing appearance by a junior who had just been promoted to a monk. Lu Wansong should not be too annoyed and ashamed.
It's just that the situation is stronger than others, he is not the opponent of this junior, so he can only go back and recruit soldiers.
"The next time we meet, I will definitely smoke your Yuan Ling!"
Lu Wansong glanced at Lin Shen coldly, wanting to rely on Xuan Gui Qi to fight and retreat.
Miao You and Lu Wansong have fought against each other many times, and they are very familiar with the latter. He immediately saw his idea of running away, and immediately shouted: "He wants to run away! Stop him!"
Miao You knew the power behind Lu Wansong very well. Once Lu Wansong was allowed to escape and go back to rescue soldiers, the next time they would face the masters of the late Yun Ling!
Lin Shen saw Lu Wansong's small movements early on, and opened his mouth calmly.
In an instant, the brilliance was reflected in the sky, and more than 20 groups of spiritual energy gushed out one after another, almost dyeing the entire void with a layer of dense blue.
Miao You froze in place for a moment.
Lu Wansong also watched this scene with dull eyes, opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak, only one thought lingered in his mind.
How much aura does this junior have?
Hoo!
Before Lu Wansong could figure it out, the spiritual energy in the sky was already falling like stars falling from the moon!
Mysterious Turtle Qi can easily block one mouthful of spiritual energy, and barely stop seven or eight mouthfuls of spiritual energy, but more than twenty mouthfuls of spiritual energy have far exceeded its limit!
With a "bang", the light and shadow on the back of the turtle shattered, and the fog burst away.
Lu Wansong groaned, stepped back seven or eight steps in a row, and when he looked up again, he found that Lin Shen had come less than two meters in front of him.
"Rao"
Lu Wansong's complexion changed drastically, and he opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but just as the words came out, Lin Shenji poked his finger between the eyebrows, and breathed out his spiritual energy, killing him instantly.
The aura followed, crushing and killing Lu Wansong's Yuanling.
At the level of a monk, Yuan Ling can survive for a short time even if he is out of the body.
It’s not like a low-level practitioner, once the body dies, the Yuanling will dissipate along with it within a few breaths of time.
Because of this, there are many secret methods for the preservation and escape of Yuanling among the monks.
There is even a way to reincarnate Yuan Ling.
Although such methods often have various side effects, many monks still flock to them.
After all, who wouldn't want to live an extra life?
Following Lu Wansong's death, the surroundings returned to silence.
Miao You stared blankly at the situation in front of her, feeling like falling into a dream, unable to recover for a while,