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Therefore, unless Lin Huan gives new instructions, the avatar will only resolutely attack [I am your father].

Looking at the avatar who attacked again without saying a word, [I am your father] stared hard, and the spirit sword came out of his hand.

"Qing!"

A hundred-foot sword light illuminated the entire arena.

Weapons are also part of the combat power, and the chat group will only simulate part of the power of the spirit sword, so this is not a violation.

Facing the fierce sword light, Lin Huan's avatar was not afraid, and directly dodged it with a perfect volley.

Lin Huan has learned a lot of skills from Wang Jun these days.

Correspondingly, the virtual body naturally inherits some.

A thousand meters away, the monk's sword light is faster.

But within a thousand meters, the power of the great master's fist is the real truth.

When flying in the air, Lin Huan's virtual body resorted to inertia to perform a flat A.

"boom!"

With a punch, it hit... the body of the spirit sword of [I am your father].

This guy actually responded in time at the time of crisis, and he is worthy of being a golden core stage (third-level) immortal cultivator with a solid background.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

All this happened in just an instant.

Some of the weaker ones didn't even see any process clearly.

However, this did not prevent them from making a sound of surprise.

"Ka... kacha!"

Cracks visible to the naked eye began to appear on the blade of the spirit sword.

Seeing this, 【I am your father】couldn't calm down anymore.

"What a domineering force! So you are a body cultivator! Could it be that Your Excellency is also a colleague from the world of cultivating immortals? I am in Xia Baili Huyou, a disciple of the righteous sword sect in the Eastern Region of the cultivating world, dare to ask your name?"

The avatar did not respond, and the second flat A mask output.

"not good!"

Bailihu was startled in worry, and hastily withdrew his natal spirit sword.

Although the virtual body was transformed from the magic weapon of the immortal, it is almost the same as the real body. If the natal spirit sword is damaged, his virtual body will not be far from falling.

"boom!"

Baili Huyou dodged the frontal punch, but the force still sent him flying dozens of feet away.

"It's so powerful! Ordinary physical training will never be so powerful! His domineering strength seems to have a sense of oppression from a superior."

Baili Huyou had never felt this oppressive feeling even from his master of the God Transformation Realm, the deputy suzerain of Jianzong.

It's so scary!

For a moment, he almost had the intention of bowing down in his heart.

Faced with such a tricky and weird situation, Baili Huyou didn't dare to take it too seriously, the only one shot was the strongest ultimate move!

"Yu Jianjue!"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the body of the Spirit Sword was covered by Baili Huyou's tyrannical spiritual power, the cracks instantly healed, and the sword energy suddenly increased a hundredfold!

"go with!"

Baili Huyou pointed to Lin Huan's avatar.

The spirit sword instantly turned into a stream of extreme light, reaching Lin Huan's avatar's chest.

The air along the way was split in half by this sword.

In an instant, a brief pseudo-vacuum environment even appeared in the field.

"Shh!"

At this moment, the pupils of Lin Huan's avatar turned pale gold, piercing through the mysterious attack trajectory of the spirit sword.

If Lin Huan is still paying attention to the arena battle, he will definitely find that this is actually the most basic ability to trace the origin of the imperial art, strengthening the eyes.

It's just that compared to the power of the real imperial art, the ability of Lin Huan's virtual body to display is somewhat weaker.

"Drink!"

After Lin Huan's virtual body tied A's third punch, Yu Jianjue was broken.

The edge of the spirit sword stopped outside Lin Huan's fist.

A few drops of blood fell down the finger bones.

Lin Huan's virtual body shattered the spirit sword at the cost of skin trauma.

"Ding ding ding!"

The spirit sword suddenly shattered into countless fragments, fell to the ground, and piled up in a pool.

Seeing this scene, the audience fell silent for an instant.

As the master of the spirit sword, Baili Huyou's avatar even spit out a three-foot blood arrow, and his breath fell to the bottom.

"It's unbelievable, my sword sect's majestic mastery of controlling the sword...it was broken so easily?" Baili Huyou seemed to have not recovered from the shock just now.

"I'm not as skilled as others... I'm willing to bow down!" Facing Lin Huan who only suffered a few scratches, Baili Huyou finally admitted defeat.

Although the whole process of the battle lasted less than a cup of tea, he already knew the result.

If he continued to fight, he would just be humiliating himself.

It's better to be free and easy and admit the opponent's victory.