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

Chapter 2427

The powerful rays of light surged across the earth, continuously soaring into the sky, seemingly igniting the heavens.

To the west of Wuzhao Mountain, an unprecedented battle is taking place, the terrain is constantly changing, and all sorts of terrifying wonders are colliding.

Wu Mingyao single-handedly held off nine Earth Immortals, including Wu Mingkong, Kong Fang, and a burly Confucian scholar, all of whom were at the level of near-Dao Earth Immortals.

What is a near-Dao Earth Immortal? It is someone who has reached the peak of Earth Immortal, improved their own foundation, condensed their Dao foundation, and is not far from becoming a Celestial Immortal.

In fact, a near-perfect Earth Immortal is still at the peak of Earth Immortal level, but their combat power far surpasses that of an ordinary peak Earth Immortal.

Kong Fang ranked tenth on the Heavenly Mandate Ranking, a list that only includes near-Dao Earth Immortals. Wu Mingkong was slightly stronger than him, while the burly Confucian scholar was slightly weaker. Both of them possessed the fighting power of the Heavenly Mandate Ranking.

Wu Mingyao was able to hold them all off single-handedly, so her combat prowess is beyond doubt.

Of course, Wu Mingyao was also in danger during the battle, but she was not worried. Instead, she frequently looked at the battle between Lin Xuan and Feng Changjian, and her heart grew heavier and heavier.

The battle between Lin Xuan and Feng Changjian was extremely fierce. The pure yang light on Feng Changjian's body became dimmer and dimmer, and Lin Xuan's body was covered with more and more wounds. The wounds were all shocking to see, and blood flowed out as if it were free.

Within both of them, the power of destiny was boiling, but in this high-intensity battle, their condition was rapidly declining, and the recovery of their power of destiny could not even keep up with the speed at which they were injured.

As time went by, both of their innate powers of destiny were almost completely depleted.

"Lin Xuan...you will die, I said it, hahaha..."

Feng Changjian continued to swing his sword, unleashing all his remaining power, his face contorted with madness.

Today, he felt incredibly humiliated and exhausted, and he had revealed all his trump cards.

Even soon, his pure yang clone will be destroyed.

But he didn't care; as long as he could kill Lin Xuan, it was all worth it.

Lin Xuan is too monstrous; if he and Wu Mingyao join forces, they could definitely kill him. Fortunately, he has the Great Confucian Landscape Map, which has already restrained Wu Mingyao.

Right now, he and Lin Xuan are locked in a battle of attrition; whoever runs out of energy first will die!

Prior to this, Feng Changjian had been worried that Lin Xuan would use Ling Pianran's Pure Yang Core, which would definitely increase Lin Xuan's combat power.

But now he's not worried. Lin Xuan is at his limit and no longer has the foundation to support that terrifying power. If he uses the Pure Yang Core, Lin Xuan will die even faster.

Although he was still a little puzzled as to why Lin Xuan had not used Ling Pianran's power, he was too lazy to think about it anymore. From this moment on, none of that mattered.

"Is it just you?"

Lin Xuan responded at the opportune moment, his arrogance and conceit undiminished.

At this moment, Lin Xuan was dressed in white, his clothes were blood-red, and blood was dripping down his face. He looked extremely miserable, and his strength and aura had dropped several levels.

"enough!"

The madness on Feng Changjian's face turned into a cold smile, and the originally dim pure yang light on his body suddenly became even more dazzling.

He, like Lin Xuan, had originally experienced a drop in energy to freezing point, but at this moment it seemed as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

Then, he unleashed another burst of power, his sword light soaring into the sky, the pure yang sword light covering a large area of ​​land, forcibly enveloping Lin Xuan within it.

"Ok?"

"They were actually showing weakness earlier!"

Lin Xuan frowned, his battle blade slashing incessantly, shattering all the sword beams that approached him.

"It's too late to discover the problem now!"

The sound of the wind sword came through the dense sword light and then exploded in Lin Xuan's ears.

At the same time, he passed through the sword curtain and approached Lin Xuan. The vast power on the hilt of the Pure Yang Sword rose again, and the blade formed by the pure Yang power ignited, actually bursting into pure Yang divine fire.