Inverse Sword God

Yan Qingyang came to Murong Qingcheng in a graceful manner and attracted the screams of countless female disciples.

However, this did not arouse Murong Qingcheng's favor, and she politely shook her head and refused.

"It seems that you still don't know my identity. My name is Yan Qingyang. I am the last student and also the vice president of the Taoist Society!"

Yan Qingcheng was very confident. He believed that as long as he said the name of Dao Linghui, the other party would be surprised.

However, he was still wrong.

Murong Qingcheng did not respond, although she knew the strength of this Dao Spirit Society.

Seeing Murong Qingcheng not hyperactive, Yan Qingyang's face sank slightly.

He couldn't get angry at Murong Qingcheng, so he stared at Lin Xuan next to him.

"Boy, get away with the sensibility, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" Yan Qingyang said.

Lin Xuan immediately became unhappy, can't you pick up girls and blame others?

Moreover, the other party's superior attitude also disgusted him.

Therefore, Lin Xuan ignored Yan Qingyang's warning, and instead asked, "Are you finished? Let's go after the election. The flies here are too noisy!"

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads to look around. They had seen everything before, but no one dared to say anything.

After all, Yan Qingyang is a powerful old student, and there is a Dao Linghui behind him.

Such people are not something they can provoke.

However, Lin Xuan, such a freshman, actually said that the other party was a fly. This is simply looking for death!

"Boy, what are you talking about?" Yan Qingyang was angry on the spot.

"I said there are flies here, why are you anxious?" Lin Xuan sneered, "Are you a fly?"

"Really inexplicable!"

Hearing this, Yan Qingyang's eyes were gloomy, staring at Lin Xuan, and a cold and terrifying aura filled the surroundings.

At the same time, there are several powerful warriors walking towards this side, and the breath of those people has reached the realm of nobles!

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the dragon sword soul in his body was ready to go.

It wasn't that he was looking for trouble, but that the other party was so annoying that he used him as a soft persimmon.

If he doesn't fight back, maybe these guys will do anything excessive.

Moreover, he had already felt that hostile murderous aura from the opponent, and sooner or later it would be the opponent, Lin Xuan would not be angry.

"I have chosen, let's go." Murong Qingcheng said.

Seeing the crowd, she worried that Lin Xuan would suffer.

Lin Xuan glanced at Yan Qingyang and the others, and then shrugged, "Also, I don't like being surrounded by flies."

Afterwards, he turned and left Murong Qingcheng.

"This kid, looking for death!"

The warriors who came here were murderous.

"Brother Yang, let me teach him a lesson!" said one of the young men gritted his teeth.

"Yes, let him know that our Dao Ling will be great!" The others echoed.

"Okay, be careful. Although the opponent is a freshman, he also passed the fifth floor of the trial tower." Yan Qingyang said in a deep voice.

"Ah, Brother Yang, you don't know my strength, I tried the fifth floor of the tower, I passed it half a year ago!"

The young man smiled: "I will let him know that as a freshman, you have to be a man with your tail clipped!"

His figure flickered, like a plume of blue smoke, disappearing in place.

"Dao Linghui? If they do, the kid surnamed Lin will be unlucky!" Shen Yaotian sneered when he saw this scene.

...

Lin Xuan and Murong Qingcheng left the mission hall and walked outside the academy.

"I'm leaving, presumably with your strength, there shouldn't be any danger." Lin Xuan waved.

"Be careful, I'm worried that those people will trouble you." Murong Qingcheng said seriously.

"You said those flies?"

"Don't underestimate them, they are Dao Linghui people!"

"What is Daoling?" Lin Xuan asked.

"There are many disciples in the college, and many societies have naturally formed. This spiritual society is one of the more powerful ones."

"Furthermore, Yan Qingyang cannot be underestimated either, he is a member of Xuanzun's ranking!"

"Daolinghui, Xuanzunbang! I know!" Lin Xuan was wary.

"I guess Yan Qingyang won't do it easily. After all, his identity is different, but other people are not necessarily." Murong Qingcheng said.

"Well, I know, don't worry, I will be fine." Lin Xuan waved, turned and flew towards the outside of Xianwu Academy.

Murong Qingcheng's mission is different from his, so the two perform separately.

This time Lin Xuan took another passage. After leaving Xianwu Academy, it didn't take long for it to be a vast forest, with mountains stretching for tens of thousands of miles, and there was no way to see the head.

Lin Xuan displayed his body skills and entered the vast forest.

The afterimage flickered, and he had a map in his hand.

The tasks of the college are all prompted by information, so as long as the strength is not bad, they can generally be completed.

Lin Xuan looked at the mission information, the forest he was in belonged to the Black God Mountain Range, and was a large primitive forest.

And his mission target, the blood inflammation rat, is a ninth-order monster, equivalent to a warrior at the limit of human psychic realm.

However, as monsters, they have inherent advantages, so their strength should be stronger, which is roughly equivalent to half a step in the venerable state.

This kind of monster beast is bloodthirsty, dark, and likes to live in groups, so it is a little troublesome to deal with.

"Look at it first!" Lin Xuan put away the mission information and speeded up.

Standing on the top of the tree, he kept jumping, reaching a hundred feet every time, while using his soul power to search with all his strength.

At the same time, far behind him, there was a ripple of black smoke, following cautiously.

It is silent and impossible to detect.

Half an hour later, Lin Xuan's face was happy, and his figure sank like a huge mountain.

He finally found the Blood Rat.

call!

Like a feather, Lin Xuan landed lightly.

There is a group of hemorrhagic rats in front, about fifty.Lin Xuan used his soul power to gather information.

"Huh, there are others?"

Lin Xuan was surprised, he found that besides him, there were also some warriors in other directions.

But the costumes did not look like those from Xianwu Academy.

I think it should be people from other forces.

Lin Xuan did not move, but silently observed.

In the distance, three figures wandered, among them two middle-aged martial artists, one was the Venerable Cultivation, and the other was the Half-Step Venerable.

There is also a younger teenager with a nervous look at the moment.

"Uncle Wang, is it really okay?" the boy asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, young master, as long as we draw out one blood rat at a time, there is absolutely no danger."

"Well, I must get the blood of the blood rat's heart this time!" The boy clenched his fists.

The black-clothed middle-aged smiled, and at the same time quickly lit a snake-shaped round incense, a strange fragrance fading away with the wind.

But soon, the middle-aged extinguished the snake-shaped incense, and then waited carefully.

Soon, there was a commotion in the distance of the forest, and then the whole ground buzzed and trembled.

Accompanied by it, there was a red blood mist and a heavy evil spirit.

"Be careful, the blood inflammation rat is here!" The black-clothed middle-aged man drank.

Lin Xuan was surprised when he saw this scene, but when he felt it carefully, he frowned.