Chapter 848: Ling Can’s Weakness

Ling Can stepped on the void with his feet, his swollen body loomed, and crimson violent energy was rising and jumping around him, burning like a flame.

Looking directly at Ling Can, whose strength was astonishing, Bai Chen narrowed his eyes with a smile, as if he was planning something.

Looking up at the bright starry sky, Bai Chen pointed his sword with a smile in his eyes: "Ling Can, our battle should be over!"

"Really, I think so too."

"The Sixth Form of the Eight Drunken Immortals - soar into the sky!"

Bai Chen opened his arms and shouted loudly, and his body instantly emitted a golden light, lighting up the dark night.

boom!

A golden bolt instantly penetrated the night sky and struck Ling Can with extremely terrifying power.

Seeing the attack of the golden horse, Ling Can raised his right fist. The muscles in his arm swelled again as if they were about to burst. They were even thicker than an ordinary man's waist.

"boom!"

With one punch, the golden trainer instantly exploded into golden powder all over the sky.

When Ling Can raised his eyes again, Bai Chen had already begun to rush away quickly.

"Want to run?!"

Ling Can raised his eyelids, obviously not expecting such a situation.

In his opinion, Bai Chen's thin body has a backbone that does not belong to anyone. Such a man cannot give up easily.

But, he actually ran away now?

"Bai Chen..." Ling Can lowered his head, and white mist emerged from his nose again. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and opened his blood-red eyes, and roared ferociously: "Get back here—"

The angry Ling Can's body instantly turned into a strange red mist, and he rushed away in Bai Chen's direction again.

At the same time, Zishan was also jumping quickly in the forest, struggling to chase the two figures.

"Further east is Minghu Lake. What is Bai Chen going to do?" Zishan frowned slightly as he ran at full speed.

…

With Ling Can's speed, he chased Bai Chen's figure in an instant.

The two of them struck more than a dozen times in an instant, and with a bang, Bai Chen flew backwards again.

However, this time he was knocked away by Ling Can, and the direction he flew in turned out to be a bright lake.

Minghu Lake, as the second largest inland lake in the Fengyan Dynasty, is connected to the east of Youzhou.

Bai Chen shot a ray of light into the lake, causing waves to rise into the sky.

The huge waves surged into the sky, reaching a height of more than ten feet, and then fell again, forming a spray of water.

The lake water gradually became clear. Ling Can stepped on the lake and looked at the reflection in the water. His eyes suddenly narrowed: "Has this bastard discovered my weakness? No, it's impossible! No one has been able to discover my weakness yet. How old is he?" Age? This is absolutely impossible—"

Angry roars rolled deep in Zi Lingcan's throat. He looked around, and wherever he looked, he still saw the calm lake surface, reflecting the stars and the bright moon.

At this moment, the entire lake surface suddenly trembled violently, and countless small ripples disrupted the reflection of the starry sky.

At that time, white sword auras appeared around him. There were millions of these sword auras, densely packed and dazzling.

"This is……!"

Feeling the extraordinary power of these swords, Ling Can suddenly narrowed his eyes, stepped on the lake, and instantly rushed into the sky.

However, the millions of flying swords actually shot into the sky with him, surrounding the infinite area that he could see like stars in the sky. Their splendor made his eyelids jump.

"All thoughts are united!"

Just when Ling Can was confused by this exaggerated sight, there was a sudden explosion on the water surface, and a water column shot straight into the sky like a water dragon rising into the sky.

On top of the water column, Bai Chen, whose black robe was soaked, clenched the ancient black sword with both hands, and his whole body flashed with inspiration.

As he shouted, the flying swords began to spin rapidly, rushing towards one place like a whirlpool, and in the blink of an eye they condensed into a huge ancient sword flying into the air.

This ancient sword, which was dozens of feet long, with an ancient and mysterious aura, suddenly appeared in front of Ling Can.

The space around it was slightly distorted!

"This is... his rumored most powerful killing move?!" Ling Can's body materialized again, and he was sure that this ancient sword could definitely kill him in the fog state.

In the mist state, he can only increase his speed suddenly, but if he wants to maximize his attack power and defense power, he still needs to transform into a human form!

Sweat and lake water dripped down his face. Bai Chen's face was extremely ferocious, and his dark red pupils flickered slightly.

"Go!"

He tightened his grip on the Fengshen Sword and slashed it in the air!

The huge ancient sword suddenly turned into a beam of light, and flew away towards Ling Zai with irresistible terrifying power.

At this moment, Bai Chen's face turned pale. This move of all his thoughts had exhausted all the strength he had.

Victory or defeat all depends on this strike!

The rumbling sound of a sonic boom resounded extremely harshly through the sky, and a beam of light instantly hit Ling Can's hands.

His palms turned into eagle claws and he clung to the ancient sword. However, the power of the ancient sword was so amazing that it actually dragged Ling Can and flew away all the way.

"Sure enough, it's not enough to defeat him..."

Bai Chen tried hard to calm down the spiritual power in his body, and with trembling palms, he crushed another Zui Ba Dan again.

"The Fourth Style of the Eight Drunken Immortals - Cloud-piercing Rain of Arrows!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Twelve rays of golden light came out again, flying towards Ling Can's eyebrows, lower back, vest and other twelve weak spots with lightning speed.

Now that Ling Can was resisting the ancient sword with all his strength, he had no energy to deal with other attacks.

boom!

Ling Can's body swelled again, blood oozing from his muscles, and all the flying light arrows exploded outside his body.

At this time, he was able to resist the cloud-piercing arrows with his breath. Zishan, who happened to come from behind, was stunned when he saw this clearly.

"Heaven Splitting Palm——"

Just when Ling Can was about to remove the power from the ancient sword, another loud shout came from the direction above his head. Ling Can suddenly raised his head, and Bai Chen's palm had already hit his head.

"Bai... Chen!!"

In the state of absolute death, Ling Can went completely crazy, raised his hand and blasted out with his palm, directly intersecting with Bai Chen's palm.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking clearly sounded from their arms. Under the night sky, it reached Zishan's ears very clearly, making her heart tremble.

"Both of their arms are broken?!"

When Zi Shan was surprised, the ancient sword broke free from its restraints and penetrated Ling Can's body in an instant...

Pfft——

Waves of blood shot out, staining Bai Chen's shoes red. The ancient sword gradually disappeared after being stained with blood. Ling Can finally fell down with a stiff face and a strong sense of unwillingness.

boom!

Ling Can, who fell to the ground, had no expression at all. His eyes were always staring straight at the sky...

Bai Chen stood facing the wind, holding his broken right arm, breathing heavily.

"Ling Can..."