Inverse Sword God

Yan Hui was as fast as a snake, and quickly avoided Feng Lei Jianbo.()

The golden snake sword in his hand quickly hit the ground, and a circle of golden ripples swayed away.

Now, he couldn't get close to Lin Xuan at all, so he could only use long attack.

The ground trembled, as if a giant dragon was rolling.

Lin Xuan sensed the movement under his feet, and his body turned feathers and flew backwards.

Rumbling

The ice surface cracked, and the thick sword aura condensed into a golden snake head, swallowing Lin Xuan in one bite.

"it is good!"

"Brother Yanhui is great!" The disciple of Jin Jianmen cheered.

"Did Lin Xuan lose like this?" The other warriors were surprised.

Sword energy appeared in the snake head formed by the sword light, piercing Lin Xuan.

"Hmph, drive me!"

The Qiuhen sword in Lin Xuan's hand cleaved out, and the green-gold sword aura burst out, like a peerless blade.

Chi Chi!

A dazzling light lit up, and the wind and thunder sword aura passed through the phantom of the spirit snake, tearing a hole.

As if the sun pierced the clouds, the crack became bigger in an instant.

Vigorous power gushed out, and a ten-meter-long sword energy drew an arc in the air.

Not only was the spirit snake cut open, a long crack appeared on the entire ice surface.

The incision was flush without any cracks.

Everyone took a breath, Lin Xuan's attack power was too amazing, far beyond everyone's imagination.

"Fengfeng style!"

Lin Xuan's soles touched the ground and began to counterattack.

The air suddenly split, and a half-moon-shaped wind thunder sword gas suddenly gushed out, slashing towards Yan back at an incredible angle.

Click!Click!Click!

Lin Xuan continuously wielded the long sword, dozens of sword auras surrounded the Yan from all directions.

"Ten thousand snake dynasty!"

Yan Hui was frightened and furious, running his spiritual power frantically.

He held his sword high and made a pilgrimage, and a strange energy radiated from him.

But Lin Xuan didn't give him a chance to make a move. His eyes gradually became sharp, and his body became ethereal like a breeze.

"Fengdi Yijian!"

This was the first time that Lin Xuan had used the Emperor Feng's sword. Although it was incomplete, it was extremely powerful and surpassed.

With a sword stabbed, Lin Xuan's body seemed to have turned into wind, blurred.

"What sword skill is this?" Everyone was astonished.

Lin Xuan surprised them too much, and shocked them every time.

With this sword, even some elders were lost in thought.

A sword that reached the extreme, stabbed Yanhui.

The breath condensed by Yanhui, like a punctured balloon, disappeared instantly without a trace.

puff!

Yan backed away and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He couldn't think that Lin Xuan's long sword was so fast, it made him fall short!

"You are very strong, but if you think you can beat me like this, you are too naive!"

The light in Yanhui's eyes gradually became sharp, and the sword pattern on his brow began to melt.

"Is it finally going to be solved?" The elders of Jin Jianmen had a glimmer of expectation in their eyes.

"This is... a strong breath!"

The warriors around were surprised, and the elders from all sides were also amazed.

Looking at the field, Fairy Yue seemed to think of something.

"Are you going to unlock the power of the sword pattern?" Lin Feng frowned slightly, "Is that trash so strong? It actually allowed Yan Hui to unlock the power of imprisonment."

A look of worry appeared on Lin Erye's face. He looked at the court and kept tapping the tabletop with his fingers.

"I haven't used my full strength for a long time, and then you will know what fear is!"

The spiritual power on Yanhui's body was like a flame beating, and the breath on his body was like a mountain flood.

"Is this all your strength?" Lin Xuan's mouth raised slightly, "I can barely let me make a shot."

His voice was not loud, but everyone heard it clearly.

"What, what is he talking about, he wants to make a full shot?"

"Blow, blow hard, you can't stand up if Brother Yan beat you back!" the people at Jin Jianmen shouted.

No one believed it, thinking that Lin Xuan was bluffing.

Bang!

Yan Hui stomped the ground with the soles of his feet and turned into a wave of air behind him, and his whole body was as fast as a sword light.

The air in front was evacuated, and deep cracks appeared on the ground.

This sword is too powerful, and many people are worried about Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's black hair fluttered, his sword intent surged, and his momentum instantly rose to the extreme.

"Fengdi Yijian!"

A sword stabbed, plain and unremarkable, like a random sword.

However, this sword contains too many things.

The higher the cultivation base, the more marveled after seeing this sword, as if a thousand waves were set off.

This sword is very slow, everyone can see every movement of Lin Xuan.

However, when they wanted to take a closer look, they found that the sword had already pierced out.

Yan Hui felt the horror of this sword and tried to avoid it, but his body seemed to be constantly calling and bumped into it.

puff!

The bright red blood splashed, and Yan flew out backwards.

"Brother Yan!" Jin Jianmen exclaimed.

Everyone stared at Lin Xuan in a daze, as if they didn't expect such an ending.

The young disciples looked at each other, but the older generation looked solemn.

"Is that breath just now..."

Leng stared at Lin Xuan stubbornly, with high fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Sword Intent, it must be Sword Intent!"

"Only Jianyi can make me so excited!"

In the Lin family area, Lin Erye looked surprised, and his body trembled slightly.

"Sword intent, Xuan'er actually understood the sword intent, hahaha!"

Lin Feng's face was gloomy, he was also a person who understood the sword intent, and he was crisper than anyone else with the breath just now.

"This waste actually comprehend the sword intent? How could it be possible!"

There was a hint of irritability and even a hint of anxiety in his heart.

"What's wrong with me, he is just a trash, even if he understands the sword intent, it is still trash!"

Lin Feng took a deep breath and worked hard to calm himself.

Beside him, Lin Lin looked gloomy.

He didn't say anything, but there was a strong killing intent towards Lin Xuan in his heart.

Taking a deep look at Lin Xuan, the murderous intent in Lin Lin's eyes flashed.

Huh!

Lin Xuan looked back at the Lin Family area with cold eyes.

Those Lin family disciples trembled, as if they were swept by the sword.

"Huh? What a keen perception!" Forestry was surprised and did not show anything.

Lin Xuan turned his head in silence, where he felt a cold killing intent just now.

It's just that this killing intent is well hidden, and it flashes past.

Needless to think, he knew that it must be the forestry and others, he was awe-inspiring and secretly wary.

After defeating Yanhui, Lin Xuan didn't intend to make another move, but turned and returned to his seat.

The young disciples of Jin Jianmen all looked at Lin Xuan with horror, and their eyes were full of fear.

And their elder stared at Lin Xuan fiercely.

But no one dared to do it, and Lin Zheng's warning still echoed in their ears.

Even if you want to do it, it's a secret operation, and you can't let anyone grab any handle.

After a moment of silence, the performance competition continued.

This time, the top 20 warriors in the Qianlong Ranking will take action, and a dragon battle will begin.