Inverse Sword God

Chapter Eight Thousand, I am invincible! Asuraku, doubt life!

"Kid, go to hell."

Asuraku roared furiously. The blood rune on his head quickly rushed over.

Transformed into mysterious symbols that twinkle in the sky and the earth.

A shocking force emerged.

This time, even those god generals changed their faces.

The power of this guy is already the true God of the Peak.

The Divine King's bloodline was terrifying.

Dragon Qianxun, Dark Dust, and other top-level dragon genius were also trembling and desperate.

Under this power, they have no power to rebel at all.

Even more so, they will disappear instantly.

They tightened up again: "Young master, be careful."

"You can't stop it. Get out of the way."

Yao Wanxuan roared. In his eyes, under the peak, no one could stop him.

No matter how powerful Lin Xuan was, she could not stop her.

Lin Xuan did not mean to dodge anything. He stood there and did not move like a mountain.

He squinted his eyes: Is this the bloodline of the other divine king? It's really strong.

Miko, he has seen more than one.

Besides, he fought with several miko.

The bloodline of each of the firstborn sons is extremely extraordinary.

It was just that this Asuraku in front of him cultivated far more than the other gods.

It is indeed a fierce enemy.

However, it was a pity that Lin Xuan's cultivation had greatly improved.

The battle force has reached its peak.

No matter how powerful he was, he was not afraid.

It was still the Black Dragon Fist.

Black fist, scratching through the air.

When he saw this scene, he roared fiercely.

He said, "No, the Black Dragon Fist can't stop it."

"Run."

Asuraku also laughed sneer: "Do you want to compete with my Divine King bloodline in the district's fist technique?"

"That's ridiculous."

Regular boxing? Lin Xuan snorted coldly.

The World Extinguishing Black Dragon Fist was terrifying, and Lin Xuan mastered the technique of destruction.

Combining the two, this fist technique is not ordinary at all. This is the ultimate fist technique.

This punch was like a broken bamboo. No one could defeat it.

Lin Xuan was a little serious, and a black dragon phantom appeared on her fist.

And it's not a black dragon.

It was a few black dragons that emerged together.

It surrounded Lin Xuan's fist.

This scene stunned everyone: what is this situation?

Even the true gods at the peak changed their expressions.

How is that possible?

The War Dragon God was stunned. He seemed to have seen the most unexpected thing.

The young master could form a cohesive form. Several black dragon phantoms appeared.

This is the way to use the World Extinguishing Black Dragon Fist after practicing 10 moves.

At present, people below the turbulence peak can't do it at all.

Only peaked divine generals are allowed.

However, the Young Master actually showed it.

Could the power and body of the Young Lord already be compared to that of the Divine General?

In a moment, the gods were all dead.

Boom!

This punch instantly fell on the blood rune.

A thunderous sound came. The whole void was completely shattered.

Only the blood rune was left, and it was still in a low tone of death.

However, those blood-colored rune seemed to have received a heavy blow and instantly shook.

The light from the top dimmed.

Asuraku's body was trembling. If he was struck by lightning, his eyes were already staring at him.

How is that possible?

He sensed that a force of ten thousand pounds was coming at him.

He could hardly hold it.

How could it be like this?

How could the opponent's fist technique be so terrible?

Is he going to lose?

"Fight with you."

His bloodline of the Releasing Divine King emerged in a frenzied manner.

Above those blood-colored rune, a terrifying flame appeared.

The rune was connected in one piece, as if it had become a supreme ancient scripture.

In a trance, a vague figure emerged from these rune.

And this vague figure sent out a roar.

Countless people felt nothing but dizziness. The Numen seemed to be about to collapse.

Those dragon warriors were also sucking in a cold breath.

Do you want to summon the Phantom of the Divine King?

“It's a little interesting to be able to withstand it.” Lin Xuan was also slightly surprised.

It seemed that the opposing divine king's bloodline was more than imagined.

But so what?

Lin Xuan snorted coldly and shot again.

Another punch came down.

This punch was more powerful than before.

And a roaring blast,

The blood-colored rune covered in the sky was immediately torn apart.

The blurry figure just condensed and screamed miserably. The smoke disappeared.

Asuraku was struck by an invisible force. He flew out.

Knock, knock, knock.

The bones on his body were broken, the blood rune on his head disappeared.

And his complexion turned pale,

Finally, he fell from the sky.

upon the earth, sinking it.

Silence in the room,

Everyone was frightened and stupid by this scene.

The powerful Asuraku was bombarded with a punch.

Even the tough bloodline rune was shattered.

It's really shocking!

"Amiko!"

Asura Blade God returned to his spirits first. He roared and charged over quickly.

He came to Asuraku's side.

His expression became extremely ugly.

At this moment, Asuraku was very miserable. His body was shattered and his divine blood was stained with red from the heavens and the earth.

There are a few terrible cracks in the opponent's body.

The Divine King's bloodline on his forehead was dimmed a lot.

This is a serious injury, even the bloodline is injured.

Asura Blade God took a breath of cool air.

He could not imagine that the prodigal son who exhibited bleeding veins would be defeated so miserably.

He quickly took out all kinds of genius treasures to heal each other.

The rest of the Asura tribe rushed over as well.

They fell on their knees as if the last day of the world were coming.

On the other hand, those on the other side of the dragon clan were cheering: winning.

They won.

The young master is too handsome.

That punch just now was horrible. It was just like a constant divine punch.

Dark Dust, Long Qianxun, they were also extremely shocked.

The punch just now was too terrifying. The sensation seemed like a divine general, and it was a blow.

He actually won.

Young Wanjing was stunned there,

He naturally recognized how terrible that punch was.

That is the power that can be exerted only by training the World Extinguishing Black Dragon Fist to more than 10 moves.

Has the opponent's physical body become equivalent to the Divine General?

He was completely outnumbered.

Several divine generals were even more excited. They picked up the treasure.

They rushed over to protect Lin Xuan.

lest the people of the Asura clan should sneak up on them madly.

Coming to Lin Xuan's side, they asked, "Young Lord, how did you do it?"

“World Extinguishing Black Dragon Fist. It's so difficult to practice. How could you do it in such a short time?”

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Is it difficult? Perhaps my talent is better, I can practice it very easily."

When they heard this, the gods were speechless.

Isn't it hard?

No one below the peak could practice more than 10 moves.

Even they practiced this technique for millions of years.

Now, Lin Xuan's experience of only three years was worth millions of years.

This is so insane!

They have a bold way of thinking. Perhaps the lesser lord is more terrible than the bloodline talent of the Son of God.

Lin Xuan gazed forward and said, "The Asura Clan, this is it!"

"Anybody else want to shoot?"