Inverse Sword God

I saw Lin Xuan standing in the court and smilingly said: "I defeated Luo Yang, should I challenge him by name?"

Seeing everyone's silence, Lin Xuan continued: "I want to challenge you."

He pointed to Duan Ruqing.

"What?" The crowd screamed again, as if they didn't believe their eyes.

"This guy is crazy, he dares to challenge Duan Ruthless!"

"It's possible, I think 80% of it was overwhelmed by the victory just now."

"Unfortunately, if he dares to challenge Duan Ruthless, he will end badly!"

Who is Duan Wuqing? That's the core disciple of the Duan family, who is definitely not comparable to Luo Yang.

Rumor has it that Duan Ruqing is only the peak cultivation base of the Lingering Realm Mirror, but he has defeated the older generation of Ling Ling realm masters.

Although it is only a legend, it also shows that Duan Ruqing is powerful and mysterious.

Moreover, in the past tea garden parties, the most ruthless ones in the challenge section are the peak warriors of the spiritual harmony.

But even the martial artist of the same rank was defeated by Duan Ruqing in one move.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, Lin Xuan's challenge to Duan Ruqing is just looking for death.

"What are you worthy of challenging our ruthless son!" Sirius yelled again.

This time it was not just him, all the Duan disciples present were staring at Lin Xuan fiercely.

A terrifying pressure formed on these people, pressing on Lin Xuan.

However, Lin Xuan was not afraid, and those pressures had no effect on him at all.

He calmly said: "I remember the rules of the tea garden party, that the winners can name and challenge at will, and those who are challenged can accept it or not."

"I didn't break the rules, did I?"

"Then there is nothing I can't challenge!"

At the end, the sound was like a sharp sword, smashing the void into pieces.

Lin Xuan wanted to challenge Duan Ruqing, this move directly shocked everyone in the tea garden.

"To challenge the ruthless son, pass me first!"

A figure flew out and ran towards Lin Xuan, the speed was like lightning.

Spiritual power fluctuated in the air, and countless cold rays pierced into the void.

Lin Xuan's soul detected the danger, he walked a little bit, and his body disappeared.

Chi Chi!

Countless cold rays shredded the space where he had stood before, and an icy air spread.

"It turned out to be a cold smoker, and I heard that his cold smoke swordsmanship is extremely sharp, and it is difficult to have an opponent in the spiritual realm."

"Unexpectedly, this person is a supporter of Ruthless Son."

"I'm afraid that kid is in danger when he shot."

"Yes, Han Yanke is extremely powerful, far beyond Luo Yang's ability."

"Boy, if you can't even beat me, don't try to challenge the ruthless son." Han Yanke shouted coldly with a sword in his hand.

"Really? Then you lose me!"

Lin Xuan's palm slid towards the jade belt, and the black scabbard suddenly appeared in his hand.

Xing Juejian quickly unsheathed, violent sword energy surged.

"Three thousand thunderstorms."

Sword light and thunder and lightning gleamed, sprinting into the sky, and the tea garden was full of thunder and sword aura, exuding violent aura.

"Cold Smoke Sword Technique!"

Han Yanke's long sword quickly swung out, the sword light was extremely cold, the entire space seemed to be frozen, and the biting chill pierced the soul.

boom!

Void shook, and the Three Thousand Thunder Lightsaber was too violent, and it smashed the cold smoke away in an instant.

The thunder and lightning in the sky condensed into brilliant sword light, slashing towards the smoker.

Han Yanke was shocked, his side sword turned back, forming a strong sword light in front of him.

Click!

The sword light was like thunder, smashing Hanyanke's sword curtain and knocking him into the air.

"What, Han Yanke was defeated, and he was defeated by one move?"

Everyone was crazy, and the boy in front of them shocked them too much!

"Is it qualified?" Lin Xuan retracted Xing Juejian, his eyes were like sword glow, and he pierced the ruthless son.

"Not enough, I will meet you!" Another figure flew out.

This person is two meters tall, his muscles are full of explosive power, and he walks with dragon and tiger power.

"Is he a disciple of Dali Vajra Sect, Wang Dali?"

"Yes, it's him! He is rumored to be infinitely powerful, capable of pulling mountains, and once smashed a martial artist from the peak of the Spiritual Melting Realm into flesh."

"Unexpectedly, he also played!"

Everyone was excited and all looked towards the court.

Looking at the tall young man in front of him, Lin Xuan felt a pressure.

"Boy, come on, you can challenge the ruthless son by defeating me!" Wang Dali yelled fiercely, his body glowing.

A hazy golden light covered his surface, as if pouring gold, extremely brave.

He stepped out, and the ground under his feet cracked, and the dazzling crack quickly slashed towards Lin Xuan.

The earth cracked, as if torn apart by human beings.

Lin Xuan leaped into the sky, rising against the sky.

"Seven steps against the dragon!"

Under his feet, a hazy blue light appeared, like a dragon with purple claws.

Taking a step forward, Lin Xuan stepped towards Wang Dali.

Wang Dali yelled, his fists blasted out.

It was so arrogant that someone dared to step on him in the air, which made him unbearable.

The fist carried the golden light, blasting the void.

Lin Xuan is like catkins swaying in the wind, constantly shaking.

However, he who understood the artistic conception of the wind didn't care about it.

A foot on top of the golden fist, a deep dragon roar sounded in the air.

The void vibrated, as if to split, forming a huge wave visible to the naked eye, spreading around.

Lin Xuan rose into the air and flew upwards.

Wang Dali did not move, but his face was unusually heavy.

"Have you been beaten to fly?" The crowd exclaimed, but it didn't work.

"Yes, no one can fight Wang Dali!"

"But that kid didn't even get hurt, which is rare."

Everyone discussed, shaking their heads and sighing.

However, they soon discovered that they were wrong.

Lin Xuan's ascending body stopped abruptly, and then fell with a more violent aura.

He stepped out again, and the illusory dragon claws appeared under his feet, with a palpitating power, he grabbed Wang Dali.

"Get out of here!" Wang Dali's body was full of golden light, and he waved his fist again and blasted into the sky.

The two played against each other, and every time they collided, the whole tea garden trembling.

"It's horrible, who is this kid who can compete with Wang Dali in strength?"

"It's already the sixth trick, doesn't he have a limit?"

"One move determines the outcome!" Wang Dali was angry. No one has ever been able to compete with him for so long.

"Strike the mountain and river!" His arms vibrated seven times and blasted into the sky.

The endless golden light rushed to the clouds and dyed the sky golden.

This force can already threaten the Spiritual Realm Warrior.

"Seventh step!"

Lin Xuan stepped out for the last time, and a phantom blue dragon appeared under his feet, roaring ferociously, and rushing downward.

The golden light in the sky was torn apart, and the blue dragon roared, instantly blasting on Wang Dali's fist.

The sky was messy, the earth sank, Wang Dali's hands trembled, and he kept backing away.

Every step back will trample the ground.

This scene was so horrible, Wang Dali, who had always dominated the spiritual realm with strength, was shocked.

Everyone stared at the floating Lin Xuan blankly, swallowing saliva.

"No one has ever beaten me in strength. You are very strong. I gave up!" Wang Dali felt his numb arm and sighed and shook his head.

Lin Xuan nodded, then looked at Duan Ruqing.

"This time, am I eligible?" The sonorous voice echoed in the tea garden