Inverse Sword God

Chapter 401 Don't mess with me

Some big forces desperately want virtual spirit pills, so they plan to invite Lin Xuan.]

However, Lin Xuan's speed is very fast, and it seems that he has no plans to stay in Black Feather City.

Those forces were afraid of the ghost villa and did not continue to follow Lin Xuan, but they continued to follow with a small trend.

The person taking the lead is wearing a black robe with a golden goshawk painted on it. It is the young master eagle of Flying Eagle Fortress.

At this moment, with eight martial arts masters, he quickly rushed towards Lin Xuan.

"Huh, I must get a virtual spirit pill!" Ying Shaoxiong was ruthless.

He had only one purpose for obtaining the virtual spirit pill, and that was to match Jiang Yuting.

"The kid has speeded up, catch up!"

Lin Xuan was faster than usual in order to hurry, and he left Black Feather City soon.

During the period, he was invited by many people, but they all declined.

He didn't come to Dragon Star Nation just to refine alchemy for these people.

Lin Xuan frowned shortly after leaving Black Feather City and entering the forest.

With his soul power, he can clearly feel that a team behind is still fast approaching him.

"It's this guy!" Lin Xuan raised his brow slightly when he saw Ying Shaoxiong.

Ying Shaoxiong once opposed him when he was at the Jiang family meeting.For this person, Lin Xuan didn't have a hint of affection.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several people behind suddenly accelerated, turned into a colorful light, and instantly surpassed Lin Xuan.

call out!

In just an instant, these people surrounded Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan stopped and stood upright like a sky. He looked back at Ying Shaoxiong with a trace of murderous in his eyes.

Ying Shaoxiong's voice was cold: "The acquaintances will go back with me to refine the pill. As long as you can practice the script to produce the three-pattern virtual spirit pill, I will guarantee you all right!"

"This is not Feiying Castle, and it is not the place where you gave orders in the wild. Get out quickly, don't pay for it!" Lin Xuan said coldly.

Lin Xuan was not from Feiying Castle, Ying Shaoxiong's commanding words made him very unhappy.

"Boy, don't be arrogant! Don't think that you can make a pill for nothing!"

"Moreover, even if this wilderness kills you, no one knows, so your best choice is to go back with me obediently."

After that, Ying Shaoxiong looked at Lin Xuan with a joking expression.

In his opinion, if Lin Xuan wanted to save his life, he would definitely go back with him.

After all, he brought eight elite-level masters, and he himself was a warrior in the late phase of the spiritual realm.

With this kind of lineup, Lin Xuan, the warrior in the early stage of the Spiritual Fusion Realm, could not escape.

Eight martial artists in the Spiritual Fusion Realm surrounded Lin Xuan, and their bodies exuded a terrifying and powerful aura, condensed together, making the void tremble.

Lin Xuan glanced around and found that the highest strength in it was the mid-level Rongling Realm warrior, and the remaining six were all early level Rongling Realm warriors.

This kind of lineup is a powerful side in Xia Guo, but now it is just a fighter for power. It has to be said that Long Xing Nation is very powerful in martial arts, far from being comparable to Xia Guo and other countries.

However, Lin Xuan was not afraid.

"Don't mess with me, you will find it hard to bear the consequences." Lin Xuan said coldly.

"Toast without eating, give it to me!" Ying Shaoxiong let out a low voice, and the eight martial artists rushed forward.

"Skyhawk!"

"Great Compassion Cracks Heavenly Palm!"

...

For a time, various attacks blasted towards Lin Xuan.

These attacks are unbearable even for warriors in the late stage of the Rong Ling Realm.

But Lin Xuan just waited coldly. When these attacks were about to approach him, his right hand suddenly drew the sword.

Hum.

A azure blue sword light gleamed and appeared in the air, drawing a half-moon trajectory.

"Wind Thunder Sword Wave!"

With Lin Xuan as the center, a azure blue sword wave spread quickly in all directions.

This sword wave contains 50% of the dragon sword intent, and the attack power is extremely powerful. Coupled with the bonus of the middle-grade treasure of the Zhong Ling-level like Xing Jue Sword, even the martial artist of the late phase of the spiritual realm does not dare to force another sword. .

Puff puff!

The defense in front of the three warriors was ruthlessly torn apart, and the blue sword light split them in half.

The other three warriors vomited blood and flew out, were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness.

A sword wave, three deaths and three injuries, this horrible scene immediately succumbed to the other two middle-stage warriors and Ying Shaoxiong in the Spirit Realm.

"What is the origin of this kid? This kind of combat power is not like a pill master at all!" The two middle-stage warriors of the Spiritual Fusion Realm sweated again and again.

Young Young Eagle also has a gloomy expression. Although Flying Eagle Fort is powerful, the warriors in the Spiritual Fusion Realm are not Chinese cabbage, and they cannot withstand such consumption.

"Those who dare to kill Flying Eagle Castle, today you are dead!" Ying Shaoxiong's words were full of murderous aura.

"Young Master, this kid is more powerful than expected, should we withdraw first?"

"No, his sword should be a middle-grade spiritual weapon, presumably his attack just now relied on that treasure."

"You are here to help, I will come personally." Ying Shaoxiong stepped out, his aura like a volcanic eruption.

Behind him appeared a phantom goshawk, extremely sharp.

"Don't think that only you have a middle-grade spiritual treasure. I will let you know what the real power of a middle-grade spiritual treasure is!"

After all, Ying Shaoxiong took out a pair of dark blue gloves and put them on his hands.

"Cross Split Air Kill!"

Ying Shaoxiong's body is like an arrow from Li Xuan, rushing out quickly, swinging a cross-shaped bloody trail in the air.

The air quivered, bloody scratches of ten feet long appeared, and the void was exploded by claws.

Lin Xuan's footsteps shook, and his body suddenly disappeared, and several bottomless claw marks suddenly appeared where he was standing.

Each path is like a sword chopping, cutting the earth apart.

"Hmph! I see how long you can hide!" Ying Shaoxiong both grabbed and swung out, as if countless goshawks flew up, the sky surrounded Lin Xuan.

"Thunder!"

Lin Xuan held the Xing Jue Sword tightly in both hands, the tip of the sword fell to the sky.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky rolled, and the five-to-blue lightning formed a five-pointed star array and crashed down.

when!when!when!

The phantom goshawk beside him was hit by thunder and lightning, making a metallic roar.

The thunder light dissipated, and the phantom goshawk disappeared.

Ying Shaoxiong and Lin Xuan were shocked by energy and each took three steps back.

At this moment, two warriors in the middle stage of the Spiritual Fusion Realm suddenly violently attacked from both sides of Lin Xuan.

Two ten-foot-long scarlet eagle claws crisscross the sky, grabbing towards Lin Xuan.

"Fengdi Yijian."

Lin Xuan's body revolved abruptly and rushed out quickly. The artistic conception of the wind was displayed by him and merged into the sword of the Emperor Feng.

There is no dazzling sword light, and there is no terrifying momentum. This sword is like a breeze blowing, making people without any notice.

When Lin Xuan manifested his body again, the pupils of the two middle-stage warriors of the Spiritual Fusion Realm gradually enlarged, and their faces showed horrified expressions.

Puff!

A blood line appeared between the two men's eyebrows, and their bodies slowly fell.

Opposite, Ying Shaoxiong's pupils shrank sharply and looked at Lin Xuan with an incredible expression.

The sword just now was so ordinary, he didn't pay attention at all.

However, it was such an unremarkable sword that killed two warriors in the middle phase of the spiritual realm.

"Damn it, what kind of swordsmanship is this!" Ying Shaoxiong's heart was anxious, a trace of hideousness appeared on his face.