Inverse Sword God

"You guys, get out!"

The masked male Yumian Lang Jun looked at the black tiger gang disciples who had been abandoned.

"Who killed the tiger?"

"Devil, devil!" Those people looked terrified and kept shaking their heads.

Yumian Langjun looked cold, with five fingers into claws, and suddenly grabbed one of the black tiger gang disciples.

In the next moment, the person's head was scratched through, and the blood rose and evaporated quickly.

Yumian Langjun closed his eyes slightly, then opened his eyes.

"It turned out to be a teenager." He said lightly.

Just now, he used a special soul search method and saw Lin Xuan beheading the Tiger.

Could it be that the disciple of the top sect, Yumian Langjun, wondered that at this age, only those disciples of the big powers could have such a method.

In addition, there is almost no second possibility.

"No matter who it is, as long as he dares to fight the evil king's tomb, I will let him come and go without returning!" There was a wicked smile on his mouth.

"Let's go, we will meet this swordsman." Yumian Langjun took out a folding fan and waved it gently.

Suddenly, a blood stain appeared on the necks of those black tiger gang disciples, and dozens of people died.

Afterwards, the two shook their bodies, disappearing into the ruins like a ghost.

After a long time, above the ruins, a slight voice suddenly sounded.

The violent tiger that should have died suddenly trembled, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, highlighting a trace of blood.

"Damn it, fortunately I mastered this method of suspended animation, and then I deceived the jade face prince."

"I will repay this grudge!" The Tiger struggled hard, and began to frantically absorb the spiritual energy of the surrounding world.

The storage ring had been taken away by Lin, so he couldn't get any pill nourishment.

"Little thief, I will pay back the revenge today a hundred times!" The tiger's voice was hoarse, with endless murderous aura.

As the second head of the Black Tiger Gang, he has never suffered such humiliation, and today he almost died in the tomb of the evil king.

But despite his resentment, he didn't go to his head.

With his current strength, there is no way to avenge him. Moreover, he has a deep fear of the jade-faced Langjun.

"Jade Mian Langjun, I didn't expect him to come too!" The tyrant tiger said solemnly.

Rumor has it that Yumian Langjun is a disciple of the Evil King, and he is cruel and cruel, three points more cruel than the Evil King.

The general spirit martial artist encounters him and there is no way to survive, even if the spirit martial artist is not willing to provoke him.

It seems that he can only use the Blood Demon Fusion.The tiger looked solemn, thinking for a long time before gritting his teeth and making a decision.

He propped up his broken body and quickly made a strange mark on his palm.

Suddenly, the surrounding blood gathered and quickly poured into his body.

Soon, his body was wrapped in a mass of blood cells.

After a long time, the blood mist exploded, and a withered figure appeared on the ruins.

The figure was withered all over, like a zombie, not at all human.

This is the violent tiger who uses the secret technique.

"The ultimate realm of Rongling Realm! This time I will definitely kill that kid!" The violent tiger's voice was cold, and then his body drifted away like a violent wind, wherever he passed, countless blood evil spirits rose into the sky.

...

After Lin Xuan got the golden inner armor, he ran all the way.

Finally, he came to a huge grotto.

Countless gusts of wind formed a qi, blowing out from the grotto, that breath was like a sharp sword light blowing on a person.

General Rong Lingjing martial artist simply can't bear this gang wind.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan understood the artistic conception of the wind, and this gang wind had no effect on him.

His body is erratic, like catkins in the wind, floating with the wind.

If you look closely, you will find that every step of Lin Xuan is very mysterious, as if you are in the wind.

"Such a terrifying wind power, is this grotto related to the Wind Shadow Sword?" Lin Xuan slightly eyebrows.

He came to the Tomb of the Evil King this time to find the Wind Shadow Sword to increase his strength. Now this grotto is very suspicious, and he will not miss it.

"Kid go, there is a warrior in the spirit realm!" The wine master suddenly reminded.

Lin Xuan also suddenly sensed that a violent force was approaching quickly. This force was very powerful, far surpassing the violent tiger, and could not be stopped with his current strength.

He dared not stay, his body turned into a gust of wind, and he quickly got into the grotto.

However, the moment he reached the grotto, the violent aura behind him had already arrived at the entrance of the cave.

"Leave it to me!" A cold voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xuan felt the aura around him quickly condensing, as if two mountains were pressing against him.

"A terrifying use of aura!" Lin Xuan was shocked.

He fully displayed the artistic conception of wind, allowing his body to cooperate with the action of Gangfeng.

In addition to having a strong cultivation base, the warrior of the spiritual realm has a stronger use and understanding of aura.

A warrior in the fusion spirit realm can simply mobilize aura, while a warrior in the spirit transformation can transform the spiritual power around him into a part of his body, which is more powerful.

Lin Xuan relied on the artistic conception of wind, and escaped dangerously and dangerously.

He turned into a sword light and quickly got into the grotto.

"Huh, I actually avoided it!" Yumian Langjun was surprised, even if she was a pinnacle warrior in the spiritual realm, she couldn't avoid it.

Lin Xuan, a warrior in the early stage of the Spiritual Fusion Realm, entered safely.

"Some methods are worthy of being a swordsman who can kill a violent tiger." Yumian Langjun sneered, but I still didn't pay enough attention to it.

"Brother, is this grotto where the Wind Shadow Sword is stored?" the green-clothed woman asked.

"It is indeed the place where the Wind Shadow Sword was sealed, but how this kid knew it was unknown."

"Let's go in quickly, the province was preempted by that kid."

"Wind Shadow Sword is not so good to get, even if he is allowed to enter a hundred years in advance, it is impossible to get it." Yumian Langjun was very confident.

However, he didn't want to delay time either, he waved a palm, the violent wind tore apart, and a vacuum zone appeared in the middle.

The two quickly walked into the cave.

...

Lin Xuan ran all the way after entering the cave. The reason why he was able to find the grotto was entirely because of the little snow-white monkey.

There is no cave in the grotto, but Lin Xuan is not in the mood to watch, let alone stay.

After all, there was a powerful spirit transformation behind him, who could kill him at any time.

Uh uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The little snow-white monkey made a divination, then pointed in a direction and shouted.

Lin Xuexue wanted to go.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura wave came from behind him.

"Boy, keep it to me!" A big glazed hand grabbed him.

There were peculiar lines on the palm, which made the surrounding spirits tremble.

"not good!"

Lin Xuan was shocked. He didn't expect the people behind him to catch up like this.

With full force of the Dragon Step, Lin Xuan increased his speed to the extreme.

At the same time, he urged the black cloak to increase his speed again.

At the moment of crisis, he finally wiped the jade with his big hand.

The horrible aura fluctuated, causing him to keep retreating.

"Fengdi Yijian!"

Lin Xuan waved his long sword, splitting the spirit pressure that was running towards him.

At the same time, the silent sword light rushed to the Yumian Langjun behind.

"Small bugs!" Yumian Langjun sneered, and gently fanned the folding fan beside him.