"Death Flower Burial!"
Heimu Ya sneered sinisterly, his hands forming a seal, and then crashing down with great force.
Lin Xuan's body, like a gale illusion, moved swiftly to dodge, but was still caught by the sweeping palm wind.
Buzz!
The next moment, he was sent flying backward, feeling as if something inside him had shattered.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
Lin Xuan's heart contracted violently as he felt a force of death regain strength inside him, rapidly draining his vitality.
That sensation, it was similar to his Silent Annihilation Sword, only more bizarre and elusive.
Then, right behind Lin Xuan, a black petal materialized, pulsating continuously.
With each throb, the black flower grew larger, and Lin Xuan's vitality weakened.
"Annihilation Sword Energy!"
Lin Xuan broke into a cold sweat, hurriedly circulating the energy of the Silent Annihilation Sword; black sword energy filled his body, fiercely resisting the black flower.
