A dazzling white thunder sword pierced through An Lin's body with awe-inspiring sword intent and the power to destroy the void.
This was the only way An Lin could think of to keep Liu Qianhuan alive.
Before, a lightning tribulation fell on him unexpectedly, and was absorbed and shattered by him.
Then this time, he can do the same thing, shifting Lei Jie's target to himself.
Obviously, he succeeded, the white thunder sword successfully pierced through his body, the destructive force blasted An Lin's chest black, and even spat out a mouthful of blood.
"An Lin!" Liu Qianhuan's shout came.
She moved her body, wanting to get closer to An Lin, but unexpectedly a mighty force of heaven and earth descended suddenly.
Liu Qianhuan only felt that the supreme power was biting back at her body, her body was severely injured in an instant, and she also spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Don't worry about me! I'm fine!" An Lin took a deep breath, the power of the God of War body had already been fully activated, and the vast and powerful body kept resisting and digesting the terrifying thunder sword.
At the same moment, a wave of yang and pure power that also contained the supreme sword intent began to slowly flow into Anlin's sea of qi because it was suppressed by the body of the God of War.
An Qilin, who was riding a whale, looked up at the sky, and saw the high sky covered with white thunder covering the sea of air, with mighty sword intent, even the white flame Suzaku was scared away from everything.
But he jumped into the sky fearlessly, opened his mouth excitedly, and rushed towards the endless white thunder in Qihai.
"Hang Chi Hang Chi..."
In Anlin's sea of energy, An Qilin just devoured the power of the white thunder sword to his heart's content.
At the same time, the huge lightning sword stuck in An Lin's chest began to gradually become smaller and smaller, and its power became smaller and smaller. Finally, it couldn't hold on, and began to collapse into countless white thunders, wrapping An Lin's whole body.
Bai Zhong, Kong Mohan, Liu Qianhuan, and thousands of students were all stunned.
Even the Heavenly Emperor swallowed involuntarily.
They actually saw a happy expression on An Lin's face!
That's right, apart from the pain on An Lin's face when he was hit by the sword, when he slowed down and absorbed the power of the thunder, he began to narrow his eyes.
His body trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a happy smile.
"Student An Lin, is this enjoying yourself?"
"It should be, do you laugh when you are in pain?"
"I will."
"Hey, brother, you seem to have exposed something."
"Student An Lin deserves to be the Venerable Rilei, and only a strong man like him can moleste and control Tianlei, and gain happiness under Tianlei's attack!"
"Is it really cool to be struck by lightning? I want to try too..."
The students looked at the man above the sky in awe and fanaticism, and that scene would probably become one of the deepest memories of their campus life.
When Xu Xiaolan saw this scene, she glanced at An Lin with a rather complicated expression, thinking in her heart, could it be that he is okay with this
The dark clouds above the sky slowly dissipated, and the bright sky light cast from above, making people suddenly enlightened.
An Lin also completely eliminated the thunder sword, and a white thunder cloak appeared on An Qilin's body, and the powerful sword intent surged around, scaring the little whale into trembling uncontrollably.
Hey, what the hell is a cloak
Could it be that... a cloak is equal to clothes? !
An Lin was ecstatic when he saw this scene.
Isn't the condition for him to advance to the late stage of Huashen, is to add a good-looking dress to An Qilin, and the cloak is also considered clothes, right? ! He looked at the system impatiently, but the system was dim, and there was no indication that the task was completed.
An Lin was disappointed for a while, it didn't seem right, it didn't count.
Boom! His sea of breath suddenly trembled.
Immediately afterwards, An Qilin gave him some kind of power feedback, which gave him a little more understanding of Lei Zhidao, which was about Lei Zhi's sword intent. To put it simply, he will also use the power of that white thunder sword...
Seeing that An Lin was safe and sound, Liu Qianhuan smiled, and her pair of vivid purple eyes regained their former radiance, looking charming and charming.
"Crack..." There was a crisp sound.
Suddenly there was a crack in the phantom of the ancient sword covering her body.
"Pfft..." A mouthful of dark red blood spat out from Liu Qianhuan's mouth.
An Lin's face changed, and he shouted at her: "Senior Liu, are you okay?"
Kong Mohan, who is also a top swordsman, saw Liu Qianhuan's state, and seemed to have thought of something, and a solemn look appeared on his face: "No! Her thunder calamity is less, and the way of the sword has no thunder. After the tribulation was polished, something was missing! That is to say, if one of her swords cannot be perfected by taking advantage of this thunder tribulation, it will be difficult to make any further progress in her cultivation in the future."
Everyone's face changed when they heard the words, and they looked up at the sky. The dark clouds had already dispersed, so there was no thunder calamity!
Could it be that this crossing catastrophe is destined to be a great regret
Liu Qianhuan's face was sad and beautiful, and two tears were still faintly visible, which made people feel pity.
But when she heard Kong Mohan's words, she smiled casually, without a look of decay and decadence on her face, and her voice was clear and cheerful: "It's okay, it's good to be able to save a life! The body of Transformation God has been forged Finished, I still have more than 10,000 years of lifespan, what are you afraid of?"
Kacha... Numerous cracks appeared in the phantom of the ancient sword, and the bronze brilliance gradually dimmed. The once arrogant sword spirit, like a castle in the air, may dissipate and collapse at any time.
When everyone saw this scene, they felt their hearts were pulled, and some even couldn't bear to watch it any longer.
An Lin clenched his fists tightly, with dissatisfaction on his face.
He suddenly seemed to think of something, took a deep breath, and touched the void with his fingertips again.
"Crack..."
The white thunder light reappeared in the void, carrying the mighty endless sword intent.
This feeling of déjà vu...
Liu Qianhuan looked at An Lin with her purple eyes, and was stunned.
Not only her, but everyone turned their eyes to An Lin, with shock, doubt, and excitement.
"Are you willing to believe me?" An Lin asked.
Liu Qianhuan nodded and smiled sweetly: "Yes."
"Then try it?"
With a wave of An Lin's hand, the white thunder light formed a thunder sword, and the supreme sword intent gushed out.
"Okay, I listen to you."
For some reason, Liu Qianhuan believed in the man in front of her, as if the man himself was worthy of her trust. This was a strange sense of security.
Boom! The white thunder sword stabbed at Liu Qianhuan.
Liu Qianhuan circulated his heart art, and the sword intent in his body was once again high.
Boom! Amid the explosion of thunder, the cracks in the phantom of the ancient sword began to heal slowly.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they almost shouted in excitement.
it works!
The power An Lin used this time came from Liu Qianhuan's Heavenly Tribulation, so the use of this thunder sword power itself fits perfectly with Liu Qianhuan. It is also unexpected and reasonable to be able to play the same role as Lei Jie.
"But it's not enough..." An Lin pulled the thunder again, and another white lightning sword stabbed at Liu Qianhuan.
Boom boom boom... As the thunder lights exploded, Liu Qianhuan's swordsmanship began to be gradually perfected.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Liu Qianhuan's sword intent shot straight into the sky, screaming joyously.
A kind of sword intent that seemed to come from the great detachment and great freedom made Wan Jian cheer again.
This time it was not surrender, but Wan Jianqiming's power to follow Liu Qianhuan.
Liu Qianhuan moved lightly with her lotus steps, each step stepping on the phantom of an extremely small heavenly sword.
The body becomes the sword, all things become the sword, and the heaven and the earth become the sword.
The void she stepped on could also be a sword.
Kong Mohan trembled slightly, and said with an extremely excited expression: "A truly peerless sword fairy is finally born!"
Liu Qianhuan stepped on the void and came in front of An Lin, the sharpness in her purple eyes faded away, leaving only the moving autumn water.
The breeze blew by, and the long hair was swaying while dancing.
"Thank you, An Lin, senior sister rewards you with a hug!" Without waiting for An Lin to speak, she smiled mischievously, said something pretending to be frivolous, walked over, and hugged each other deeply.
An Lin only felt a burst of fragrance blowing by, and then his body as soft as jade fell into his arms.
He stood there dumbfounded, and could still feel the woman's fiery body temperature, as well as the hands tightly hugging his back.
The man who once needed to be protected by himself can now be relied on by others...
Liu Qianhuan closed his eyes, savored it seriously, finally let go of his hands slowly, and took a few steps back.
She looked at An Lin who was still in a daze, tilted her head and smiled slightly.
That smile is stunning, with the aloofness of a sword fairy, and a little more intimacy and coquettishness.
She said again: "Thank you!"
Only then did An Lin come to his senses, waved his hands again and again and said, "You're welcome, I should!"
Not far away, the corners of Xu Xiaolan's mouth twitched imperceptibly.
(end of this chapter)