Under One Person: God Profiler

Xia Linyuan raised his hand and swung his axe, the axe blade shooting through the air.

'Huang Batian, come back!'

Wang Jianguo felt a cold aura behind him and made a hand seal.

A furious roar was heard from the sky.

The black mist surrounding Wang Jianguo quickly receded, his eyes gradually turned fierce and bloodthirsty, and his aura continued to grow stronger.

The axe blade struck Wang Jianguo's back and was absorbed by a cloud of black mist.

"Good lad, not bad strength!"

Wang Jianguo spoke in a hoarse voice, but it was immediately clear that the body was dominated by an elf.

"You beast! Who gave you permission to control my body!"

Wang Jianguo roared, the ferocity in his eyes slowly fading, gradually revealing the light of humanity.

"Xia Linyuan..."

Wang Jianguo had just uttered a name when Xia Linyuan, without saying a word, picked up an axe and chopped at him.

Xia Linyuan moved extremely fast, and the axe in his hand was heavy and powerful.

Black energy swirled in Wang Jianguo's hand as he steadily caught the axe. Behind him, the phantom of a weasel appeared and lashed out with its claw.

A powerful gust of wind created a sonic boom, and Xia Linyuan held his long axe horizontally in front of him. The immense force sent Xia Linyuan flying backward.

A hint of crimson spilled from Xia Linyuan's lips, and flames danced in his eyes. Blue and green intertwined on Huang Batian's face.

"The immortals of the Northeast truly live up to their reputation."

The weasel phantom behind Wang Jianguo smugly crossed its arms and said, "You flatter me, you flatter me. You're not bad either, kid! I didn't expect that after so many years, Nuo opera would still be passed down. The last time I saw Nuo opera was the last time."

With a wave of Wang Jianguo's hand, Huang Batian's mouth tightened as if it had been sewn shut.

Xia Linyuan saw this and said, "It's a pity, we are at the mercy of others."

Huang Batian's face showed anger.

Wang Jianguo walked over slowly: "Xia Linyuan, you actually managed to find my way here."

"That's all thanks to the Wang family's many misdeeds and greed."

"He is already a renowned figure in the world of supernatural beings, yet he still uses his supernatural abilities to scheme for the interests of ordinary people."

"Do you know that it is also a serious crime for extraordinary individuals to use supernatural abilities to disrupt the normal operation of the economy?"

Xia Linyuan gripped the axe, his body radiating a powerful aura of faith that made him appear imposing, clad in golden armor and wielding the Xuanhua axe. He seemed like a god incarnate.

Wang Jianguo showed no fear upon seeing the second-tier Divine Mask; instead, a smile appeared on his face: "A serious crime? People in the company are different. They need a crime before they can even take action to seek revenge. It's truly pathetic, laughable, and tragic."

Wang Jianguo gently raised his hand, and a chilling aura spread from his hand, condensing nearly ten children's spirits into a single form: "Xia Linyuan, we have no enmity, but we are forced to settle this with a life-or-death struggle."

"For my future, please die, okay?"

"Me, die? With these spirits and that weasel?"

Xia Linyuan was wary, but said with disdain, "If that weasel were to fight me on its own, I might be a little afraid of it. Unfortunately, it's just a caged dog now."

Huang Batian, being a celestial being, was used to being flattered. Now that he was being scorned, he was furious: "You greenhorn, even your ancestors wouldn't dare to speak to me like that."

"Shut up."

Wang Jianguo frowned, seemingly disgusted by Huang Batian's behavior of speaking recklessly without his permission. With one hand forming a hand seal, Huang Batian's spirit body swayed, as if a mountain was pressing down on his back, and his figure gradually merged into Wang Jianguo's body.

Xia Linyuan narrowed his eyes and, taking advantage of the opportunity, held the axe in one hand, his figure flashed, and the power of faith overflowed from his body as he aimed straight for Wang Jianguo's head.

Wang Jianguo roared, unleashing a powerful and violent surge of energy that instantly swept outwards. Ominous black energy condensed into sharp claws, aiming for Xia Linyuan's face.

Xia Linyuan did not slow down. He stepped on one foot and leaped into the air, landing on a branch. His eyes were fixed on Wang Jianguo's figure as he launched himself forward.

The second-tier Divine Mask was activated to its fullest extent at this moment.

Xuanhua axe was raised high, and an indomitable fighting spirit was unleashed.

In an instant, the force of an axe splitting Mount Hua reappeared before our eyes.

Chapter 134 Battle for Jianguo (2)

Wang Jianguo felt the sharpness rushing towards him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the Qi he had missed instantly turned back, striking Xia Linyuan directly in the back, trying to force Xia Linyuan back.

Flames flickered in Xia Linyuan's eyes as a third-person perspective entered his mind.

Seeing the black giant hand moving even faster, Xia Linyuan hardened his heart, unleashed his power of faith, and his axe grew to twice its size before slamming down heavily.

Wang Jianguo was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back.

In a hasty move, he quickly formed a hand seal, summoning Huang Batian's Qi to block in front of him, while his black claws transformed into spears, charging straight forward!

At that moment, the axe that could split mountains also came crashing down in front of him!

boom!

The immense power exploded outwards. Wang Jianguo borrowed Huang Batian's Qi to desperately resist the axe's edge, but the ground beneath his feet instantly cracked, and his body sank into a giant pit.

Although Wang Jianguo possessed Huang Batian's powerful Qi, his hasty and crude application of it allowed him to withstand Xia Linyuan's mountain-splitting force for only a moment before shattering into pieces.

The multicolored axe came crashing down, its blade striking Wang Jianguo squarely in the chest, tearing his skin and flesh. With a cry of pain, Wang Jianguo was sent flying backward.

At that moment, black spears came one after another. Xia Linyuan had no time to dodge and could only turn around and block them with his axe.

Bang

The clash between the two soldiers produced a tremendous roar, and Xia Linyuan was thrown back by the immense force, crashing heavily into a tree with a dull thud. Parts of the divine armor formed from the power of faith also disintegrated.

Before Xia Linyuan could catch his breath, another whooshing sound came.

The dark and mysterious Qi invaded, and Wang Jianguo's eyes turned bloodshot, with black smoke billowing from his mouth, as if he had just swallowed something.

The granulation tissue on his chest writhed, constantly repairing the horrifying wound. Behind him, a ferocious weasel phantom materialized, launching an attack on Xia Linyuan in sync with Wang Jianguo's movements.

Xia Linyuan's eyes remained sharp, and his towering Xuanhua axe whistled as it sliced ​​through the air, his fighting spirit soaring.

In the blink of an eye, they were locked in a fierce battle.

The fierce and domineering axe blades and the cold and dark Qi surged through the forest at night, and the battle between gods and elves entered a white-hot stage.

...

"That great elf didn't chase after us; it seems it was taken back."

With the black tube between his fingers, Ren Jian could easily observe the surroundings. Seeing that the sandstorm was gradually subsiding, he tentatively spoke.

"It's been taken back?"

Black Pipe stopped and looked back at the sky: "Could it be that releasing him was just to force us to retreat?"

"No, that aura just now didn't seem fake. They really wanted to kill us, and they disappeared far too quickly."

Ren Jian pondered, stroking his chin.

Gao Zhan and Gao Yuan overheard their conversation and exchanged a glance.

He immediately turned and ran away. Disappeared? It's considered a sin not to kill a snake; not only did he not pursue it to the death, but he also vanished without a trace. He's probably going back to protect his master.

Why are you cutting?

Seeing the Gao brothers leave, Ren Jian asked, "The other party has a semi-divine being. Although Brother Guan said he needed to observe before making a move, Ren Jian still felt that even Brother Guan might not be able to easily defeat them."

"Go help Brother Xia! That thing is definitely fighting with Brother Xia now!"

Gao Zhan shouted without turning his head.

Ren Jian was taken aback. That was indeed a possibility. He looked at the black tube.

Hei Guan nodded and followed the Gao brothers. His deep eyes scrutinized their retreating figures. He clearly recognized them.

With a broad vision and a far-sighted perspective, he retraced his steps, following the trail he had just used to escape. His expression was grim.

The Gao brothers were originally rescued by Xia Linyuan, and they were already grateful to him. Later, they followed Xia Linyuan to practice martial arts and go on missions. In addition to the debt of saving their lives, they also owed him the debt of passing on his knowledge.

The two brothers kept this gratitude deep in their hearts.

They absolutely cannot allow Xia Linyuan to get into trouble before them.

The night was long, and the stars in the sky witnessed the boy's return; the two of them were even faster than before.

Through the dense forest ravaged by wind and sand, two figures engaged in a fierce battle. Illuminated by silver light, the battle between god and demon created a powerful visual impact.

"Brother Xia has changed his tactics again."

Gao Zhan was stunned on the spot. Xia Linyuan knew too many martial arts techniques; every time he went on a mission, he could be seen using different moves.

Neither the moves he used in his previous fight with Wang Lumeng nor the moves he used now were ones he had never seen before.

"It's not surprising, I'm already numb."

Gao Yuan stretched his arms and charged forward, not afraid of any of those elves, demons, or other nonsense.

...

Xia Linyuan was highly focused on the battle, striking again and again with his axe. If only combat skills were considered, Xia Linyuan had already won.

The only truly formidable opponent was Huang Batian's Qi, accumulated over a century. It was substantial and weighty. To be struck by it was like being hit by a speeding car.