Inverse Sword God

Lin Xuan quickly walked through the forest, this time he was about to attack Meng Yan.]

Because the Mu Family disciples are too mysterious, Xingfeng Pavilion must be protected by a group of warriors, and only Meng Yan is alone.

Moreover, this Meng Yan relied on being the number one on the Qianlong list to oppress him several times, and this time he united with everyone to kill him.

If Meng Yan is not eliminated, Lin Xuan feels uneasy.

In the west of the virgin forest, there is a fiery vein with terrifying lava underneath. The temperature can make a Seventh-tiered Spirit Sea Warrior instantly turn to ashes.

call!

Lin Xuan fell on the ground, feeling the temperature from the ground, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His eyes flickered, and he quickly found Meng Yan's hiding place.

"Zhanyun!"

The sword light passed by, and the hill in front of it trembled and quickly split into two.

call out!

A figure came out, with a disheveled hair, and there was a sword hole above his left shoulder, which could not be healed.

"Lin Xuan! You are not dead?"

Meng Yan was shocked when he saw Lin Xuan, and when he found that Lin Xuan's strength had improved, he retreated decisively.

"Are you still running?"

With a little step, Lin Xuan's swords merged into a long dragon and flew out quickly.

Chi Chi!

Sword Qi tore through the void, and instantly came behind Meng Yan.

Meng Yan's face changed drastically. Lin Xuan's strength was higher than he had predicted. He dared not be careless, a broken dark red armor appeared behind him, blocking the vital points.

when!

The sword energy hit on the broken armor, making a clanging sound.

"Although you have soared in strength, you are not yet my opponent!" Meng Yan yelled coldly, "Today, spare your life and get out of here!"

"I think you can't do it!" Lin Xuan sneered, Xiao Cheng's sword intent quickly poured out and quickly penetrated Meng Yan's body.

"Xiaocheng Jianyi!"

Meng Yan's face changed again, and the fiery red spiritual power poured into the broken armor, preventing Xiaocheng's sword intent from invading.

"Flame Fist!"

With a punch, Meng Yan's right arm was wrapped in fiery red spiritual power, and it throbbed like a real flame.

At this moment, his half-step fusion spirit realm's strength was fully revealed.

The fist speed was like lightning, and the fiery red fist wind was like a sharp blade, hitting Lin Xuan with a crackling sound.

The thunder pattern appeared on Lin Xuan's whole body, blocking the lingering fist wind, and at the same time he shook his body and avoided the punch.

boom!

The fist wind was powerful, and the fiery red light was like a sea of ​​fire, blowing off the trees in front.

The purple magic pupil flickered, and Lin Xuan quickly searched for Meng Yan's flaw, and the long sword in his hand pierced like a gust of wind.

One sword turned into thousands of sword lights, covering Meng Yan's body.

Each sword light contains a small sword intent, and its power is terrifying, like a sword rain.

Meng Yan changed color and pulled the broken armor to resist. He has not healed from his injury now, unable to use his full strength, coupled with Lin Xuan's terrifying aura, put him at a disadvantage for a while.

Clang crackling!

There were countless sword marks around, and Meng Yan shrank his whole body behind the broken armor, and kept backing away.

Thousands of swordsmanship, destroy everything.

Lin Xuan's aura became stronger and stronger, his long sword turned into lightning, forming a sword curtain in the air.

The two constantly collide, the earth trembles, and the energy explodes, forming a thunder and fire storm, sweeping the surroundings.

"Don't think that only you have an artistic conception!" Blood overflowed from the corner of Meng Yan's mouth, and there was a trace of madness in his eyes.

Holding the broken armor in his left hand, holding the flame spear in his hand, his body was burning with spiritual power, constantly beating.

"The mood of fire, the gun burst out!"

The flames raged to the sky, burning everywhere, burning nearby trees to ashes.

Meng Yan's spear pierced out, with a scorching light, which rolled up a fire wave of tens of meters.

Lin Xuan moved quickly in the air, his sword aura surging, and the sword light filled, constantly colliding.

"Thunder!"

Sword Qi soared into the sky, black clouds formed above, and terrifying thunder and lightning spread above.

Lin Xuan's body also surged with thunder and lightning, like the Thunder God descending to the world.

"Exit!"

The Qiuhen sword fell, and a bucket of thunder and lightning broke out from the dark clouds in the sky, and everything it passed by was shattered.

The earth cracked, the rocks shattered, and the surrounding area of ​​Meng Yan turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

When everything disappeared, Meng Yan held the broken armor high and faltered.

"Lin Xuan, even if I die, I will take you to the funeral!"

Meng Yan urged the secret method to burn the whole body's spiritual power, like a big fireball, rushing quickly.

"Flying meteor!"

The mood of fire surged, and the spear pierced out quickly like a beast of flames.

"Qingyun sword third style, breaking the moon!"

The long sword swept across, turning into an inexplicable trajectory in the air, and a half-moon-shaped sword energy flew out.

Rumbling

In the fierce collision, the Moon Breaking Sword Qi tore the flame spear at the last moment and pierced Meng Yan's body.

when!

The broken armor was shaken off and fell into the distance. Meng Yan still maintained a sprinting posture, but his body broke in two.

The first genius of Qianlong Bang finally paid the price for his evil deeds.

call!

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Meng Yan's injury was not healed, otherwise it would not be so easy to kill him.

Putting away Meng Yan's storage ring, the broken piece of armor, and the flame spear, Lin Xuan drank a glass of spirit wine and set off again.

Now time is life, and he must do it before the remaining three people recover.

...

In a valley full of birds and flowers, dozens of disciples from Xingfeng Pavilion kept patrolling.

"Big brother's injury is not healed yet?"

"They are all boys surnamed Lin, so big brother suffered such a serious injury!"

"That kid was killed by the terrifying sword intent a long time ago, it's really cheap for him!"

Several disciples of Xingfeng Pavilion talked to each other, and their words were full of viciousness.

"Someone is coming!" A disciple of the Seventh Peak of Linghai frowned.

"Who is ahead, stop quickly!"

"Stop! This is the site of our Xingfeng Pavilion. Get out!"

But the figure did not seem to have heard it, still moving fast.

"Do it, kill him!" the disciple of the Seventh Peak of Linghai said, now is the critical moment for their senior brother to recover their strength, and they must not let outsiders disturb!

"That, that..." The faces of the disciples in front of them suddenly changed, and their necks seemed to be pinched.

"Don't talk nonsense, do it!"

"Lin, Lin Xuan! That's Lin, he is still alive!" The two disciples in front of them yelled in horror.

"Impossible?" With that kind of terrifying sword intent, the big brother was seriously injured after using the secret treasure. How could the surname Lin still be alive?

"Unfortunately, I am really alive." A faint voice sounded among them.

"Rewind! Notify others, end the battle!" the warrior of the Seventh Peak of the Spirit Sea roared.

"Wind Thunder Sword Wave!"

The circular horror sword waved away, cutting the surrounding Xingfeng Pavilion disciples in half.

Now that Lin Xuan's sword intent is small, these people are not opponents at all.

Puff puff!

In an instant, five Xingfeng Pavilion disciples were killed, and Lin Xuan quickly walked towards the valley.

"Who?" The disciples inside quickly rushed out. When they saw Lin Xuan, their expressions changed drastically.

"That madman is here, he is not dead, hurry up and set up the Big Dipper array!"