Inverse Sword God

The red-robed old man suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look of shock.

His soul power slowly spread, checking the situation behind.

When he saw the three-flower gathering spirit drawn by Lin Xuan, his eyelids jumped fiercely.

"This kid is really amazing!"

The red-robed old man was full of expectations for the battle of the inscription tower soon.

Inside the carriage, Liu Yang kept pinching his thighs to wake him up from his dream.

"This is not true, it must not be true!"

However, the reality is like a basin of cold water, pour him awake.

Finally, Liu Yang sighed heavily: "You won..."

He now finally knew why Lin Xuan was able to directly participate in the inscription tower competition, this technique exceeded them too much.

"Junior Brother Lin, can I ask you questions?" Weiwei said, blinking her big eyes.

"Of course, Senior Brother Liu Yang can also participate." Lin Xuan said lightly, he is not a person with a small belly.

Liu Yang was taken aback, and took a deep look at Lin Xuan.

Next, the two began to ask all the doubts during the day, and Lin Xuan answered them one by one, very detailed.

Liu Yang was shocked. He thought Lin Xuan was just talking, but he didn't expect to help the two with such dedication, which made him a little embarrassed for a while.

At this time, the speed of the carriage also slowed down.

Lin Xuan opened the window of the car and looked out.

Outside it was swaying in the wind and snow, wrapped in silver, and heavy snow fell from the sky.

Looking around, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, and the whole world seems to have become monotonous white.

We have entered Selangor.Liu Yang looked out the window and said, on the ice and snow, the carriage speed may be slower.

This slowness is relative, and Lin Xuan estimates that even this speed is faster than his acting alone.

Putting down the curtains, Lin Xuan entered the cultivation state again.

Half a day later, the carriage came to a complete stop.

"Take a rest for one night and leave tomorrow." The three old men in red got out of the car and said in a deep voice, looking ahead.

Lin Xuan and the three people got out of the car, and suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on their faces, as if they were freezing people into ice.

"Fortunately, wearing a bearskin coat, otherwise you can only use spiritual power to protect your body."

Lin Xuan felt the coldness between the heavens and the earth, marveling in his heart.

Everyone found a place to block the wind and snow, and then pulled the carriage over.

Hum!

The old man in the red robe trembled with a big hand, and cast a formation, covering everyone.

Suddenly, the cold wind and heavy snow were all blocked outside.

The formation is not supported by manpower. The red-robed old man places some middle-grade spirit stones, and the big formation can defend itself.

The crowd organized the food and prepared to eat it.

These people are mostly inscribers, so naturally they won't wrong themselves.

The middle-aged man flicked his finger, and a stove appeared. Two firebirds were engraved on the stove, and his body was wrapped in raging flames, as if he had come to life.

Bang!

The half-meter-high stove fell on the ground, shaking the ground.

A heat wave dissipated, and everyone was much warmer.

Liu Yang and Weiwei began to take the cut monster meat outside and bake it on the stove.

The sky gradually darkened, and the snow and wind outside became even greater.

Moreover, the heavy snow at night is not white, but blue, like crystal.

Lin Xuan and others began to rest, each busy with their own affairs.

Suddenly, everyone opened their eyes.

Among them, the white-robed old man and the middle-aged man are not inscribed, but their cultivation base is the highest, reaching the Seventh Heaven of Linghai.

The rest of the people are all spiritweave masters with strong soul power.

At this moment, they all frowned.

Because, in their perception, a powerful force is approaching quickly.

"Is it him?" Lin Xuan furrowed his brows, and a young man appeared in his heart.

"No, there is no evil atmosphere!" He quickly denied.

With the soul power running, Lin Xuan used the purple spirit pupil to look into the distance.

Soon, his pupils shrank sharply, and his body suddenly stood up.

"Wolves!"

Lin Xuan took a deep breath.

Others felt it too, all with shocked faces.

Among them, the white-robed old man said in a deep voice: "This is the snow wolf thief from Selangor, cruel, you must be careful!"

"Can't you escape in the bloody carriage?" Liu Yang's voice trembled.

"On the snow, nothing can run past the snow wolf." The white-robed old man shook his head.

A group of figures appeared beside the crowd. This was a group of snow wolves, each of which was more than two meters long, and its green eyes were like two ghost fires, beating non-stop.

Behind, there are more snow wolves approaching, but those wolves are sitting on people.

One by one giant men, wearing animal fur coats with fierce faces, stared at everyone in Lin Xuan coldly.

"We are from Wanbaolou. I don't know why you are here?" The middle-aged man stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Haha, it turned out to be a friend of Wanbaolou! I must know the rules of our Ice Wolf Pirates, horses, money and treasures and women left behind, everyone else is gone!"

These big guys are very arrogant and don't buy the face of Wanbaolou at all.

This is a group of lunatics, no one's face is sold, even the disciples of Xue Zong still rob!

"So you don't have to talk?" The middle-aged man's voice gradually became cold.

They are people from Wanbaolou, and no one dares to provoke them outside, so how can they be so angry.

"Nothing to talk about, brothers, give me a shot!"

With an order, countless snow wolves rushed forward.

The defensive array buzzed, trembling, and ripples appeared all around, and it was about to break.

"Get together, don't spread out, let's break through together!" The white-robed old man said in a deep voice.

Rumbling

The defensive formation was broken, and the wolf thief rushed in.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man shot mercilessly, a khaki palm, tens of meters high, rolled horizontally.

Wherever he went, countless blood wolves and robbers turned into blood fog.

The power of the Seven Spirit Sea Warriors is extremely terrifying.

"Let Lao Tzu meet you!"

An angry voice rang from behind the wolf thief.

A giant sweat suddenly jumped up, and the long sword was like a rainbow, and it was cut down.

A blade of tens of meters pierced the sky and slashed towards everyone.

The air waves on both sides rolled, the cold wind rolled back, and the roar continued.

The middle-aged man blasted out with a punch, met the bright sword light, and fought with the wolf thief leader.

"Hey, who will play with me?"

The voice of Yin Teste sounded, and another Linghai Seventh Heavenly Wolf Thief walked out, holding a blue long whip in his hand, smiling cruelly.

The white-robed old man asked everyone, and then greeted him.

The four warriors of the Seventh Layer of Linghai went to war with an astonishing momentum.

Lin Xuan and others kept backing away, they were already surrounded.

"on!"

The wolf thieves gave an order, and countless snow wolves stepped forward.

"Rush them away!"

The people didn't want to separate, but there were too many snow wolves, and they rushed away at once.

Lin Xuan pulled out the Qiuhen Sword and took the initiative to attack.

He stepped on the magic thunder step, shuttled among the wolves, and the sword kept piercing out.

Every sword takes away the life of a snow wolf.

The sword is deadly and extremely accurate.

Before long, dozens of snow wolves fell down beside him, and their blood stained the ground.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

With a loud shout from the crowd, a bald man carrying a huge machete, slashed towards Lin Xuan