Chapter 266 - Strike Down Meng Yan Again!

Lin Xuan quickly made his way through the forest, this time he was set to take action against Meng Yan.

Because the disciples of the Mu family were overly mysterious, Star Peak Pavilion certainly had a host of martial artists for protection, but Meng Yan was alone.

And this Meng Yan, relying on the reputation of being first on the Hidden Dragon List, had oppressed him several times, even collaborating with others this time to kill him.

If he didn’t eliminate Meng Yan, Lin Xuan would not have peace of mind.

In the west of the Primitive Forest, there was a fiery Earth Vein, underneath which terrifying magma was contained; the temperature there could reduce a Seventh Layer Martial Artist to ashes in an instant.

Whoosh!

Lin Xuan landed on the ground, feeling the temperature emanating from it, a cold smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

His gaze flickered as he quickly located Meng Yan’s hiding place.

“Cloud Slash!”

Sword light flashed, and the hill in front trembled, rapidly splitting into two halves.

Swoosh!

A figure shot out, disheveled, with a sword hole on his left shoulder that refused to heal.

“Lin Xuan!

You’re actually still alive?”

Meng Yan was greatly surprised to see Lin Xuan, and when he saw that Lin Xuan’s strength had increased again, he quickly retreated.

“Do you think you can still run?”

With a tap of his foot, Lin Xuan achieved Man and Sword as One, transforming into a long dragon and flying out rapidly.

Hiss hiss!

The Sword Qi tore through the void, instantly arriving behind Meng Yan.

Meng Yan’s face changed greatly, as Lin Xuan’s strength was higher than he had anticipated.

He didn’t dare to be careless, and a piece of dark red, broken armor appeared behind him to protect his vital points.

Clang!

The Sword Qi struck the broken armor, emitting a crisp metallic sound.

“Although your strength has increased, you’re still no match for me!” Meng Yan barked coldly, “I’ll spare your miserable life today.

Get lost!”

“I think you’re the one who’s finished!” Lin Xuan sneered, as Minor Sword Intent surged rapidly and invaded Meng Yan’s body.

“Minor Sword Intent!”

Meng Yan’s face changed again as fiery red Spiritual Power poured into the broken armor, stopping the intrusion of the Minor Sword Intent.

“Flame Divine Fist!”

With a swing of his fist, Meng Yan’s right arm was wrapped in fiery red Spiritual Power, like real flames, leaping vigorously.

In this moment, his Half-step Soul Fusion strength was fully displayed.

The speed of his punch was like lightning, and the fiery red punch was like a sharp blade cutting through the air, striking Lin Xuan’s body with a crackling sound.

Lin Xuan’s body surfaced with Thunder Patterns, blocking the piercing punch, and simultaneously, he swayed to avoid the blow.

Boom!

The force of the punch surged wildly, turning the area in front into a sea of fire, snapping the trees in its path.

With the flash of his Purple Extreme Demon Pupil, Lin Xuan swiftly searched for Meng Yan’s weakness, his longsword stabbing out like a gale.

A single sword transformed into thousands of sword lights, enveloping Meng Yan’s entire body.

Each streak of sword light contained Minor Sword Intent, terrifying in power, like a sword rain.

Meng Yan’s expression darkened, pulling over the broken armor for defense.

His injuries had not yet fully healed, preventing him from unleashing his full strength, and coupled with Lin Xuan’s fearsome momentum, he found himself temporarily at a disadvantage.

Clang!

Crack!

Sword Marks appeared all around, and Meng Yan further drew his entire body behind the broken armor, continuously retreating.

Thousands of sword lights annihilated everything.

Lin Xuan’s momentum grew stronger and stronger, his longsword turning into lightning, creating a sword screen in the air.

The two continuously clashed, the ground trembled, energy exploded, forming a Thunder Fire Storm, sweeping in all directions.

“Don’t think you’re the only one with the Mental Realm!” Meng Yan’s mouth bled, his eyes revealing a hint of madness.

His left hand held the broken armor, and his right hand wielded a Flame Spear, with Spiritual Power burning and pulsating around him.

“Fire Intent Realm, Spear that Shatters All!”

Flames raged, setting the surrounding trees to ashes.

Meng Yan thrust his long spear forward, bringing a scorching glow, raising waves of fire dozens of meters high.

Lin Xuan swiftly moved through the air, Sword Qi whirling, Sword Light diffusing, colliding relentlessly.

“Thunder Shock!”

Sword Qi surged to the skies, creating black clouds above, where terrifying thunder spread.

Lin Xuan’s body was also surging with Thunder, like the incarnation of the Thunder God.

“Annihilate!”

The Autumn Trace Sword fell, and from the dark clouds in the sky, thunder as thick as a bucket split the air, turning everything it touched to dust.

The ground cracked, boulders shattered, and a Thunder Sea formed around Meng Yan.

When everything had disappeared, Meng Yan was seen holding his shattered armor, swaying on the verge of collapse.

“Lin Xuan, even if I die, I’ll drag you to the grave with me!”

Meng Yan activated a Secret Technique, burning his entire Spiritual Power like a giant Fireball, charging rapidly.

“Flying Fire Meteor!”

The Fire Intent Realm surged, and the long spear, like a fiery beast, stabbed forth swiftly.

“Qingyun Sword Third Form, Moon Breaking!”

The longsword swept across, forming an unknown trajectory in the air, and a crescent-shaped Sword Wave flew out.

Boom—

The fierce collision erupted as the Moon-breaking Sword Energy, at the last moment, tore through the Flame Spear, impaling Meng Yan.

Clang!

The shattered armor was sent flying into the distance, and Meng Yan, still in a sprinting pose, was now cut in two.

The number one talent on the Hidden Dragon List had finally paid the price for his misdeeds.

Whew!

Lin Xuan exhaled a breath of relief, grateful that Meng Yan’s injuries hadn’t healed; otherwise, killing him wouldn’t have been so easy.

Gathering Meng Yan’s Storage Ring, the piece of broken armor, and Flame Spear, Lin Xuan drank a cup of Spiritual Wine and set out once again.

Now time was life; he had to act before the remaining three had time to recover.

Within a valley filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, dozens of Star Peak Pavilion disciples patrolled continuously.

“Has our senior brother’s injuries not healed yet?”

“It’s all because of that Lin surname kid, causing our senior brother to be so severely injured!”

“That kid has already been killed by the terrifying Sword Intent, he got off easy!”

Several disciples from Star Peak Pavilion conversed with each other, their words filled with venom.

“Someone is coming!” A Spirit Sea Seventh Layer Peak disciple furrowed his brow.

“Who goes there?

Halt!”

“Stop!

This is Star Peak Pavilion’s territory, get lost quickly!”

But the figure seemed not to hear at all, still rapidly approaching.

“Attack, kill him!” The Spirit Sea Seventh Layer Peak disciple ordered, as this was a critical moment for their senior brother to regain his strength—they couldn’t allow anyone to disturb him!

“Th-that…” The color drained from the faces of several disciples ahead as if someone had grasped their throats.

“Stop talking rubbish and attack!”

“Lin, Lin Xuan!

It’s that Lin surname, he’s still alive!” The two disciples upfront screamed in terror.

“Impossible?” With that kind of terrifying Sword Intent, even the senior brother using a secret treasure was seriously injured, how could Lin surname still be alive?

“Unlucky for you, I indeed am alive,” a faint voice sounded amidst them.

“Retreat!

Inform the others, form the formation!” The Spirit Sea Seventh Layer Peak martial artist shouted.

“Wind and Thunder Sword Wave!”

The round, frightening Sword Wave swept out, slicing the surrounding Star Peak Pavilion disciples in half.

Now with his Minor Sword Intent, these people were no match for Lin Xuan at all.

Pfft pfft pfft!

In an instant, five Star Peak Pavilion disciples were slain, and Lin Xuan quickly advanced into the valley.

“Who’s there?” The disciples inside rushed out, and upon seeing Lin Xuan, their expressions drastically changed.

“The madman is here, he’s not dead, quickly set up the Beidou Seven Stars Formation!”