Inverse Sword God

I saw that Luo Yi moved in a very small range, almost within one step. He quickly avoided the attack of the blood-eyed wolf through such a small and high-frequency movement.

"So precise control!" Lin Xuan exclaimed secretly. Up to now, Luo Yi has not made a mistake. He almost attacked against the blood-eyed wolf.This footwork is very efficient, but also very dangerous. One mistake can cause serious injury.

Lin Xuan thought of this, only hearing a stab, Luo Yi's clothes were cut out, and three blood marks appeared on his chest immediately.

"Huh! The big waves are overwhelming!"

Luo Yi let out a cold snort, his swordsmanship suddenly changed, like a rushing river, turbulent.

The three-foot long sword is wrapped in sea-blue spiritual power, and every time a sword is swung, it is like a wave.Luo Yi's three swords were continuously swung, the blue spiritual power surged in the air, and the violent power swept away.

Oooh!

The blood-eyed wolf seemed to feel the danger, and the wolf's hair was erected all over, and it rushed to the side.

Bang!

However, the blood-eyed wolf's speed was still a step slower, and it was split in half by a sharp sword, and blood was scattered on the ground.

"Brother Luo Yi's swordsmanship is awesome!" Someone in the team cheered.

"I think the footwork is better." Someone asked enviously, "Brother Yi, your footwork was so handsome just now!"

Luo Yi looked at the members of the battle team behind him, and said: "Okay, arrange the wolf corpse. Let's complete the next task."

Lin Xuan squatted in the grass, still remembering the footwork just now.

It was not a special martial skill, but a kind of footwork that had been practiced to a very high level, coupled with precise calculations, and the scene just now came out.

"It's so subtle, I like it!" Lin Xuan was very excited and planned to work hard in this direction.

"Look for the Yin Xingcao first." He didn't forget the purpose of coming out, packed his backpack, and set off again.

Finally, in a mountain stream, Lin Xuan found three shady grasses.

Lin Xuan was overjoyed, and immediately took out the wooden box from his backpack, took one of the shady grasses and put it in the wooden box.

"Hey, it's Yinxingcao!" Suddenly, someone behind him exclaimed.

Lin Xuan's heart sank, and he picked another plant, put it in a wooden box, and put it away.He left one plant outside, and two were enough for him.

"Boy, put down the shady grass in your box!" the man scolded.

Lin Xuan frowned, and saw a square-faced teenager standing in front of him, with a white robe and a crescent moon embroidered on his sleeves.

"People of the Divine Power Group." Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows and let out a sigh of relief.

"There is one more plant there, just go pick it." Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.

"One plant?" The young man sneered, "I want everything! You dare to grab the quest of the Shenwei regiment, you are tired of life!"

"Sure enough, it's more overbearing than expected." Lin Xuan shook the long sword in the handshake and said coldly, "Quickly get out of the way, I have no time to talk to you!"

"Yeah, want to do it?" The disciple was mad, "You dare to do it to the people of the Shenwei regiment!"

"Come, come! Let you know how powerful the young master is." The Fang-Lian disciple drew out the long sword, and stabbed it over.

"Cloud Sword Technique!"

Although the Fang-faced disciple acted arrogantly, his shot was unambiguous. From the very beginning, he was fierce swordsmanship, and he didn't mean to underestimate Lin Xuan.

This sword technique is like a cloud floating, and it stretches like a flowing water. It feels very soft, just like a lover's hand, which makes people addicted.

Lin Xuan was wary. As expected, the disciples who could join the Shenwei Group had two abilities.

His hands were not flustered at all, they were very calm, as if they weren't a pair of juvenile hands, because no juvenile's hands could be so stable.

Lin Xuan knew that it was thanks to his three years of practicing a sword skill like a day, that is, the flying star that day.

Raise your hand and take out the sword.

Lin Xuan uses basic swordsmanship, no extra fancy, very simple and practical.

"Haha, I laughed so hard!" The square-faced disciple laughed, "Using basic swordsmanship, you dare to challenge the Shenwei regiment if you don't have the skills. You are too fateful!"

The Xuanjian Sect had strict rules, and no deaths were allowed inside the gate, but after leaving the Xuanjian Sect, no one could control it, and no one would control it.

"Thirteen swords of Yunshui, light clouds, clear water!"

The square-faced disciple slashed two swords in succession. One sword was as dazzling as a long rainbow, and the other sword was so uncertain that most people could not find it.However, this secret second sword is the real ultimate move.

The square-faced disciple had a smile on his face, as if he had seen Lin Xuan fall weakly to the ground, begging for mercy.

However, the next moment, the situation suddenly changed.

I saw that the black iron sword in Lin Xuan's hand was like a black poisonous dragon, piercing two swords quickly. The angles of the two swords were very special, just right.

Dissolved the offensive of Fang Lian disciple.

"What? This is impossible!" The square-faced disciple's eyelids twitched. The two swords just now were the essence of the Yunshui Sword.

But Lin Xuan easily broke the two swords as if he had known in advance.

"Shit luck!" Fang Lian disciple couldn't figure it out, it could only be attributed to luck.

"I see how lucky you will be!" His face was sullen, and the long sword swung out with one stroke, and the surrounding rocks and vegetation were chopped by him.

Lin Xuan was not in a hurry, this square-faced disciple had the same strength as him, and his swordsmanship was decent, just for practicing.His basic swordsmanship and basic footwork have only been practiced alone, and have never been used to fight against people. Now he just has a try.

Unconsciously, Lin Xuan thought of Luo Yi's footwork not long ago, which is agile, fast, efficient, and exciting.

"Try it." Lin Xuan suddenly leaned forward, preparing to practice that footwork.

This action shocked Fang Lian's disciple, but when he found that Lin Xuan's attack frequency had dropped and the footwork had made a mistake, his face was full of hideous smiles.

"You have no energy, so you can use it all! Then die for me!" Above the sword's edge, the silver sword light shone, and an astonishing power gushed out.

Lin Xuan sighed. He had just found a little feeling, and as a result, the square-faced disciple was about to use his big tricks desperately. In desperation, he had to give up his practice.

He swung his long sword and brought up a sword light, which pierced the wrist of the boy with a square face like lightning.

The cold light suddenly appeared, and a half-foot-long mouth appeared on the wrist of the square-faced boy, blood flowing wildly.

The long sword banged and fell to the ground. The square-faced young man covered his wrist and looked at Lin Xuan in horror.

"You, what do you want to do?" The Fang Lian boy looked panicked, "I warn you, I am a member of the power group, don't mess around!"

Lin Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and picked off the remaining shady grass, put it in the box, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the square-faced disciple quickly got up from the ground and quickly retreated. After reaching a very safe distance, he shot a small golden arrow into the sky.

With a bang, the little arrow exploded in the air, forming a small golden sun, which was very eye-catching.

"Boy, those who dare to bully the Divine Power Group, you are dead!" The Fang Lian disciple roared with a grim expression.

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