Inverse Sword God

Lin Xuan's attack caused He Yingcai to suffer internal injuries.:/

Falling to the ground, He Yingcai's head was clouded, and the spirit sea in his body was chaotic and turbulent.

The scene just now puzzled him. He obviously used a soul attack, but the opponent was not affected in any way.

Moreover, he also felt a strong soul power against him.

"Is he also a second-tier inscription master?" He Yingcai's heart suddenly had such an idea.

However, he was quickly ruled out. Such a young Second-Rank Inscriber has never appeared in the history of the Shadow Kingdom, let alone the relatively backward Xia Kingdom!

As he rolled, he quickly fled to the rear.

But Lin Xuan didn't give him a chance to escape at all, and his palm came out like lightning, and he caught He Yingcai again.

"What?" Everyone was a little confused.

"Shameless person, let go of big brother!"

"mean!"

The people in the Temple of Inscriptions scolded loudly, and there was fire in their eyes.

But Xia Guo's martial artist was extremely excited, and many people couldn't help shouting.

Before the start of the game, they were ridiculed by the shadow people, and now they have a chance to return.

"Boy, you angered me!"

He Yingcai was the elite of the Inscription Hall, who had suffered such humiliation there, and his opponent was a young man who was not as good as him in every aspect.

The soul power rolled violently, and a horrible breath filled.

"Soul shock!"

A sharp voice sounded, followed by the power of the terrifying soul.

At this moment, the bodies of the warriors near the No. 1 ring trembled, and they felt a tremor from the soul, the feeling as if the soul would extinguish at any time.

"Great, it's Brother He's soul secret technique!"

"That kid is dead! No one can escape Brother He's soul shock!"

A triumphant expression appeared on the faces of the disciples in the Temple of Inscriptions.

In the stands, Elder He was also relieved.

"Unexpectedly, you used a unique trick so quickly. If you can lose under this trick, you Xia Guo is proud of it!"

Elder He’s words shocked Elder Song and others. They naturally knew the power of the secret technique of Soul Concussion. Anyone who was recruited, the lighter, suffered heavy soul damage, and the severer could lead to direct death!

"Damn it! Lin Xuan must be fine!" Elder Gu clenched his fists.

"Die!" There was a vicious light in He Yingcai's eyes, and Lin Xuan's behavior made him murderous.

"cut!"

Feeling the pressure on the soul level, Lin Xuan's eyes condensed, the rune flashed in his left eye, and the soul sword quickly cut out.

Chi Chi!

He Yingcai's soul attack was like a piece of cloth, being cut in half.

"what"

A scream sounded, and He Yingcai hugged her head and yelled, bleeding from Qiqiao.

Bang!

Lin Xuan kicked him out of the field.

Quiet, absolutely quiet!

The warriors near the first ring were all stunned, unable to believe the facts before them.

That's the shock of the soul, so it was destroyed so easily?

"Brother He!" The people in the inscription hall recovered and ran to He Yingcai quickly.

Whoosh!

A figure quickly emerged and appeared beside He Yingcai.

This is an old man, it is Elder He of the inscription hall.

His soul stuck out and turned around He Yingcai's body, his face suddenly gloomy.

"Huh, the old man has taken his eyes off!" Elder He looked at Lin Xuan coldly.

Lin Xuan's face paled slightly when he felt the pressure of the powerful person in the Spiritual Fusion Realm, the carved dragon figure in his body glowed, and the big dragon sword intended to scream inside his body.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan felt a force flooding his body, gradually letting the pressure of the strong in the spiritual realm go away.

"Elder He, pay attention to the rules!"

The referee from Ring One came with a warning in his words.

Elder He glanced at Lin Xuan bitterly, and then quickly brought He Yingcai back to the stands to heal.

"Elder Song, very good, very good!" Elder He looked at Xia Guo and said coldly.

"Acceptance!" Elder Song and others were not afraid of Elder He at all.

However, they were also shocked from the bottom of their hearts, Lin Xuan's shot was too shocking.

"Winner, Lin Xuan!" the referee said loudly.

An exclamation sounded, Xia Guo's disciples cheered and shouted, but the disciples of the other two countries were a little bit confused.

Especially the disciples of Shadow Kingdom, their faces were gloomy, they couldn't bear this kind of result.

"Lin Xuan, Jie Jie..." The black-robed youth in the Shadow Palace let out a low smile, "I hope you don't let me down!"

This sound made the hearts of some disciples nearby chill, and many people quietly moved away from the black-robed people.

They had seen the power of the black-robed youth, and the disciples of the Shadow Palace knew how powerful it was.

Many disciples from Shadow Kingdom looked at Lin Xuan with hatred. As long as there is a black-robed man to take action, Lin Xuan will definitely lose!

"Lin Xuan, be careful." Weiwei said with a worried look.

Obviously, she felt the unusual atmosphere nearby.

"I'm fine, you should be more careful, you can give up if you can't," Lin Xuan whispered.

The wound on the soul is difficult to heal, you must think clearly.

Weiwei nodded, she knew how powerful it was.

Sure enough, in the following game, the people from the Temple of Inscriptions began to specifically target Weiwei.

However, Weiwei's strength has reached the sixth level of Linghai, and her soul power has reached the pinnacle of a first-class inscriber.

Near the No. 1 ring, apart from a few second-tier inscribers, there are really few people who are her opponents.

The game continued, and several second-rank inscribers took the stage one by one, and easily defeated the opponent.

Gradually, the division of power between the parties appeared.

The first step is Lin Xuan, Heipao Ren, and several other second-rank inscription masters, these people all overwhelmed their opponents within a few moves.

However, in the next game, everyone refreshed their understanding of the black robe youth.

In the second round, the black robe youth Wuying played again, his opponent was Yu Guo's second-grade inscriber Zhong Yu.

The black-robed man stroked his hands to form a black rune in front of him, which contained terrifying energy.

His opponent Zhong Yu is holding a round weapon, covered with sharp gears.

With the palm of his hand, the circular metal gear flew out like lightning, and dozens of tiny blades flew out on it.

Zhong Yu's soul power surged, controlling the flying knives in the sky, forming a full range of attacks.

call!

The black robe youth Wuying shook his body and disappeared in the same place.

Ding Ding Ding!

All the flying knives hit the ground, forming a string of sparks.

Zhong Yu couldn't make a single blow, his soul power dispersed, and he immediately sensed the position of the black robe youth.

"In the rear!" He turned around abruptly, but a black light was greeted.

Chi Chi!Bang!

Like black lightning, it quickly struck the circular gear.

A thumb-sized hole appeared, and the black light penetrated the metal and hit Zhong Yu's body heavily.

The spiritual armor was penetrated, and a blood hole appeared in his body.

"Give up..."

Zhong Yu clutched his wound and walked out of the ring with a look of horror.

He has a feeling that if he does not admit defeat, he is likely to die on stage