Inverse Sword God

Xia Guo's disciples looked worried, and after seeing the power of bloodline power, they felt weak.

"I don't know if Lin Xuan has blood power?" They all looked at Lin Xuan with hope.

"What's the joke, what do you think is the power of blood, Chinese cabbage?"

"There may not be one in Xia Country!" Shadow Country's disciple relentlessly attacked.

Indeed, the power of blood is poor, only a few people have it.

So far, Lin Xuan hasn't shown any bloodline power.

Zi Ye was very upset by Lin Xuan's complete victory. In his opinion, Lin Xuan was just lucky and didn't meet him.

Otherwise, you will definitely not win!

In the expectations of everyone, the seventh round began.

"In the first game, Lin Xuan played against Zi Ye!"

As soon as the referee's voice remembered, the whole valley was boiling.

All the disciples of Yingguo laughed and looked mad.

"When you meet Brother Ziye, just wait to die!"

"Senior Brother Zi Ye can kill the surname Lin at a glance!"

Disciple Xia Guo looked at Lin Xuan with a worried look, but after seeing Lin Xuan's calm face, they felt quite settled.

In the stands, Elder Song and Elder Gu became nervous again.

Lin Xuan was their last hope, but Zi Ye's strength was beyond their expectations.

At least, they don't think Lin Xuan can defeat Zi Ye, who has the power of blood.

"You don't have to win, as long as you keep the top three." Elder Song said slowly.

But he didn't know that Lin Xuan's goal was number one, because only the number one had the soul gathering pill.

On the ring, Zi Ye looked at the delicate young man opposite, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"Meet me, your good luck is over!"

"My competition has always been based on strength, I believe you will know soon." Lin Xuan smiled lightly.

Zi Ye's face sank when he heard the words, "I still have a stiff mouth when I die, so you can see how good I am!"

"Purple Demon Eye!"

In Zi Ye's eyes, purple light flickered, and in that purple light, there was a trace of soul power, containing terrifying energy.

"Sword Soul Space!"

Lin Xuan didn't dare to ask for a big deal, and quickly resorted to a trick.

In the right eye, the rune appeared, forming a unique spiritual space, covering the purple night.

Buzzing!boom

Two invisible forces collided in the air, almost tearing the void apart.

A translucent mushroom cloud rose up, and terrifying energy spread to the surrounding like a tide.

In the eyes of everyone, the two just glanced at each other, causing such a terrifying aura.

"Impossible, how can he resist Senior Brother Ziye's purple blood pupil?"

"That's the secret technique of the Purple Demon Palace!"

Even Zi Ye looked surprised, his move was so powerful that only Yufei among these disciples could contend.

However, the boy in front of him resisted!

"The Purple Demon Eye is nothing but that, so let's use any other moves!"

Lin Xuan yelled coldly, and runes flashed in his eyes.

He had fought Ruxue and Huayan before, and was familiar with the Purple Demon Eye.

Lin Xuan is not so difficult to deal with!

"Purple Devil Light!"

Zi Ye failed to make a single blow and attacked again.

The two eyes became substantial, and flew towards Lin Xuan like a sword light.

Each one is more than one meter long, with arms thick and thin, and purple gas is shrouded in it.

"Thunder and lightning flash!"

Lin Xuan pulled his hands together, and several lightning rays appeared in his palm, and a golden arc beating on it.

Like a sharp thunder blade, the golden thunder and lightning halo rushed towards the blood-colored light beam.

Chi Chi!

The two blended, the golden thunder and lightning halo consumed most of the power of the blood-colored beam, and then disappeared.

Lin Xuan quickly avoided the remaining small part.

"It's time to taste my attack!"

Lin Xuan stepped out and disappeared from the same place.

The air fluctuates slightly, and a figure is looming, the speed is fast to the extreme.

"This is the artistic conception of wind?!" Shadowless pupils shrank sharply in the crowd.

Although Lin Xuan is not able to fully integrate like him, this posture is clearly exactly the same as his Wuying Step!

"How could he?" Wuying was shocked, but couldn't understand.

Lin Xuan's speed reached the extreme, and he came to Zi Ye in the blink of an eye.

A copper thunder pattern appeared on his body, and he blasted out with a punch.

A simple punch, without any fancy, hit Zi Ye's heart directly.

The air trembled, and cracks appeared on the ground, as if it could not bear the force.

Lin Xuan was like the god of thunder, and the thunder and lightning power that made the heart tremble burst out instantly.

Zi Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and he blocked in a hurry, forming several purple walls of spiritual power in front of him.

Boom boom boom!

As the thunder of nine days landed, the sound shook the sky.

The entire arena trembles slightly, and the air is blown up.

The wall of spiritual power condensed by Zi Ye shattered instantly.

But this is enough, in the blink of an eye, he has already shot the purple devil light here.

This time he even used a trace of blood, and his power increased several times.

The two beams of light rushed towards Lin Xuan, and collided with the thunder and lightning fists.

"Break it to me!"

Lin Xuan threw out several punches in succession, forming a thunder and lightning in the air.

Each punch blasted forward with the momentum of nine days of thunder and lightning.

It was like a collision between swords and a metal roar.

The two of them stepped back a few steps and stomped the ground trembling.

"The power of blood!"

Zi Ye found that Lin Xuan could contend with him, and was furious.

The blood in his body boiled, exuding amazing power, and a palpitating breath surged over his body.

"Appeared, the power of blood!"

The disciples of the surrounding Shadow Kingdom shouted loudly, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

But Xia Guo's disciple lifted his heart in midair.

"Great Dragon Sword Intent!"

Lin Xuan didn't dare to be careless. He knew the power of the bloodline was so powerful that he could only hope to win if he dealt with it with all his strength.

With the Qiuhen sword in hand, Lin Xuan's momentum rose to a new height.

It is as sharp as a divine sword out of its sheath.

Behind him, a dragon-shaped long sword loomed.

"Swordsmanship!"

The long sword was unsheathed, bringing the power of wind and thunder, forming a sword aura of tens of meters in the air, slashing towards Zi Ye.

And Zi Ye's eyes burst out with a terrifying light, like two beams of light, sweeping everywhere.

Clang!Doraemon!

The ear-piercing sound sounded like thousands of swords blaring, and the clouds in the sky were pierced.

The surrounding air is plunged into boiling, rolling like ocean waves.

Some of the disciples who were close to the ring fell to the ground.

"Rewind!"

These people backed away in horror, away from the ring.

Lin Xuan pulled out a sword and swung his long sword continuously. Each sword had the potential to split the mountain and the sea, forming a sword curtain in the air.

drop!

Thousands of sword lights flickered, pressing towards Zi Ye.

Before the sword energy arrived, countless sword marks appeared on the ground.

"Ziji is coming east!"

Zi Ye turned the power of blood to the extreme, and his body burst into light like the sun.

Every purple light is like a divine spear, piercing into the void, colliding with the sword energy in mid-air