Inverse Sword God

In the stands, the cyan airflow on Wang Feng's body quickly rotated, forming several huge wind blades, each of which was ten feet long. These wind blades were connected together to form a strange attack, quickly strangling Lin Xuan.

The void split, as if torn apart mercilessly, and the surrounding air flow rapidly turned, blocking the four directions.

The atmosphere of horror permeated, making everyone around him frightened.

Everyone in the Wang family breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, because they could see that the power of the artistic conception of wind displayed by Wang Feng at the moment was far beyond what Lin Xuan had shown before.

Therefore, they believe that Wang Feng's artistic conception of wind is absolutely above Lin Xuan.

Little beast, dare to provoke the Wang family, this time you must die ugly!Everyone in the Wang family sneered.

Lin Xuan raised his brow slightly. Wang Feng's strength was stronger than he had imagined. The artistic conception of the wind seemed to be 70% hot, and he could use it very freely, far surpassing ordinary martial artists.

If you change to someone else, you can't stop these wind blade attacks, but Lin Xuan is different.

He also displayed the artistic conception of the wind, the surrounding air swirling, the light shining, and quickly condensed to form a blue lotus, blooming in front of him.

The huge green lotus was the size of a house, and each petal was crystal clear, exuding a strong wind.

Qinglian turned, casting light on, forming a light curtain covering the wind blade in front.

Ding Ding!Dangdang!

Countless wind blades hit on the light curtain and collided with countless sparks. The sound was like metal intersecting, very harsh.

"Huh? Blocked!" The people below were surprised. They didn't expect Lin Xuan to block Wang Feng's attack, which was a bit beyond their expectations.

"It's just a small trick!" Wang Feng didn't feel any irritation when he saw the attack was blocked. Instead, he showed a richer smile.

This was originally his random blow, and there was no fuss about being blocked by the opponent.

Moreover, he believes that this must be the opponent's use of all his strength to block his random blow.

And the light curtain shook very violently, as if it would break at any time, how could that point of defense be able to block his next attack?

"Boy, if this is your strength, then you can go to death." Wang Feng grinned.

"Next, I will show you what is fear."

After all, he held his hands slightly, spinning the artistic conception of wind, spinning fast in front of him, forming a bow and arrow.

The bow and arrow are very simple, with clear light flowing on it, showing its extraordinary.

On the top, there is a peculiar pattern, exuding a breath of palpitation.

"What a terrifying breath, what is this?" The crowd exclaimed. They looked at the cyan bow and arrow, shaking constantly.

"Qingfeng Bow!" someone exclaimed.

"It is said that this is a unique skill that can only be performed when the artistic conception of the wind has reached a very high level! I didn't think that Wang Fengzhong would have such a stunt!"

"As expected of the Wang family's genius."

The Wang family and others looked at the ring and also smiled.

"Feng'er actually used the Qingfeng bow, would it be a little fuss?" the Wang family disciple asked.

"Nothing? Just let this kid know the true strength of my Wang family disciple!" The middle-aged man smiled.

On the ring, Wang Feng held the Qingfeng Bow, his breath became extremely strong.

"Boy, you are proud to die by Qingfeng Archer!"

After all, he held the bow in his left hand, and the mood of the wind turned, forming a cyan arrow again.

Finally, he pointed at Lin Xuan, and a terrible murderous aura rose from his body.

As soon as this breath came out, it swept across the Quartet, and the terrifying breath enveloped the entire arena.

At this moment, all the audience felt a tremor, as if the bow and arrow were aimed at them.

"It's terrible! A breath is so terrifying, this Qingfeng Bow is too domineering!"

"Yeah, this breath alone seems to be able to tear everything apart, maybe even a psychic realm limit martial artist may not be able to contend, right?"

"Then Lin Xuan is finished. Facing this kind of attack, I am afraid that he might not even run away."

"I thought there was a genius who could break the myth of winning streaks, but I didn't expect to fall like this, which is really a shame."

Everyone discussed, many people sneered, and some shook their heads and sighed.

The Wang family and the others showed hideous faces, and they had to carefully appreciate the moment when Lin Xi's head exploded, because in this way they could get rid of their previous sorrow.

On the VIP table, Heimushan sat in the center, shaking the wine in his hand, showing a satisfied smile.

"Hey, arrogant kid, finally dying! It seems that it is really easy without my Kuroki family doing it!"

"Alright, the dead genius is nothing! This is the consequence of rejecting the Blackwood family!"

Heimushan was very happy, because as long as Lin Xuan died, he would lose a huge hidden danger in his heart.

Looking at the Qingfeng Bow, Lin Xuan's expression became solemn, and he felt a dangerous aura from it.

This breath has surpassed the artistic conception of wind itself, because just relying on Wang Feng's artistic conception of wind, it is impossible to display such a breath.

Moreover, the many patterns on the Qingfeng bow are very peculiar, and it is by no means a peak warrior of the psychic realm that can show it.

"Boy, the origin of this Qingfeng bow is a bit unusual, you have to be careful." The dark red dragon hid in his sleeve robe and said.

Lin Xuan nodded, he naturally felt the danger.

In the next moment, his expression was concentrated, he displayed his soul power, and deeply imprinted the appearance of Qingfeng Bow in his mind.

Afterwards, his figure shook, forming afterimages, disappearing in place.

In an instant, Lin Xuan's speed reached the extreme, and the entire arena was his phantom.

The phantom was so perfect, as real, it couldn't distinguish between reality and reality.

The audience in the audience was amazed, Lin Xuan's body speed surpassed most of them, and even some psychic extreme martial artists frowned, because they couldn't tell the reality.

The Wang family and the others looked solemn, and the middle-aged man snorted coldly: "I didn't expect this kid to have such a peculiar body style. It would be a pity if he was killed directly."

Hearing this, the people around him were taken aback, and then their eyes lit up.

They naturally understood the words of the middle-aged man. If they could capture Lin Xuan, they would surely be able to ask about this kind of behavior.

At that time, their Wang family will have another faculty.

However, the only thing that worries them is Lin Xuan's identity. I am afraid that such a genius boy is not low in status.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, they could only kill Lin Xuan, because if he died in the ring, even the other Zongmen had nothing to say.

On the ring, Wang Feng looked around with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"You useless kid, if it's someone else, your body speed is indeed a huge threat, but when you meet me, you are dead!"

"Because Qingfeng Bow is automatically locked to the target, no matter how many clones you have, you can't escape death."

After that, Wang Feng loosened his palm, and suddenly the cyan bow and arrow flew out like a stream of light.