Inverse Sword Mad God

Fear?

"What’s going on?"

Lin Xuan was puzzled, as he hadn’t displayed formidable power before this seven-star opponent.

Why was the opponent afraid of him?

Bear in mind, on the surface, he was merely a six-star beginner king, while the seven-star was a great power.

A great power being fearful of a six-star early-stage king sounds ridiculous.

"It’s said you resemble that person from three hundred years ago," the weak blue-clothed youth remarked.

"The person from three hundred years ago? What’s going on, tell me clearly."

"Actually, the Peak Master of Golden Sword Peak doesn’t have two disciples, but three."

"Before you, there was one who turned traitor midway."

"Betrayed and went where?"

"Why did they betray?"

"The reason for the betrayal is unknown, but the person was remarkable!"

"Young as they were then, they overshadowed senior sister Qin Lan, and that seven-star second brother was no match."

"That person once lived in this Yin Yang Valley."

"Where are they now then?"

Lin Xuan asked, surprised to learn the Peak Master of Golden Sword Peak had another disciple.

"That person left long ago, reportedly joining the Yin Yang Sect."

"They even became an elder of the Yin Yang Sect."

Joined the Yin Yang Sect?

Lin Xuan was amazed, for if he remembered correctly, the Yin Yang Sect should be a timeless great sect in Central State.

Very ancient, extremely powerful, similar to the Holy Land of East Desolation.

Unexpectedly, Golden Sword Peak had such a history.

But what does it have to do with him?

How does he resemble the person who joined Yin Yang Sect?

What’s the similarity between them? Lin Xuan couldn’t figure it out.

The two youths didn’t know either, but they trembled, asking Lin Xuan, "Can you let us leave?"

"Let you go? Sure, but since you dared provoke me, today I’ll sever one of your arms as a warning!"

Lin Xuan’s gaze sharpened, turning into a piercing Sword Qi, slashing at the two.

Instantly, he severed one arm from each of them.

Ah!

The two screamed miserably, rolling in the air, blood staining their clothes and the sky.

"Get lost!"

"If you remain foolish enough to provoke me next time, I’ll eliminate you!"

Saying this, Lin Xuan waved his sleeve, blasting the two away.

In the next moment, he shimmered, turning into lightning, descending towards the valley below.

At this moment, Yin Yang Valley returned to normal.

Moreover, amidst this valley stood peculiar purple trees.

Their branches, like dragons, eerily were of Cang Lei.

It’s unknown how many years they’ve existed.

Currently, on those purple trees, black-and-white fruits have formed.

"What are these things?"

Lin Xuan was astonished because he clearly remembered that yesterday, these trees didn’t have these black-and-white fruits.

Could it be related to last night’s Death Qi?

Upon thinking this, he reached out to pluck the black-and-white fruits for further study.

"Stop!"

However, at this moment, a crisp shout came from behind.

Immediately, a silhouette like a streak of red lightning swiftly traversed the sky, heading towards Lin Xuan.

The sharp aura spread, forming a red Sword Light, slashing forcefully.

The Sword Light hovered in the air, before even descending, the sky showed cracks, even Lin Xuan’s clothes were blown.

"Hmm?"

Lin Xuan frowned and abruptly turned back.

He discovered the red Sword Light was aimed at him and snorted coldly.

In the next moment, his palm slapped out, directly meeting it.

Boom!

A blue Ice Ball appeared in his palm.

Subsequently, it collided with the red Sword Light, producing a clanging sound.

The void split open, the red Sword Light was completely frozen, and the silhouette was also forced back.

The light vanished, and a figure emerged.

It was a woman, with a lovely face, but at this moment in her beautiful eyes, there was nameless anger, firmly staring at Lin Xuan.

"Who are you? How dare you obstruct me?"

"Get lost! The Yin Yang Fruit is not for you!" The woman coldly snapped.

"Yin Yang Fruit?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan frowned, could these black-and-white fruits be called Yin Yang Fruit?

This valley is called Yin Yang Valley, and it bears Yin Yang Fruit; indeed it’s magical.

But what’s the purpose of this fruit?

Lin Xuan was still unaware.

However, he thought it must be a treasure, otherwise, the red-clothed woman wouldn’t be so angry.

"I don’t care about any Yin Yang Fruit, from now on, this valley is mine. Naturally, everything here is also mine!"

"Who are you, get lost!"

Lin Xuan looked at the opponent, speaking coldly.

"What? This valley is yours?" The red-clothed woman was dumbfounded hearing this.

Soon, she sneered coldly, "You’re kidding! Yin Yang Valley is uninhabited, it’s got no owner since three hundred years now!"

"Boy, who exactly are you, move aside!"

"Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

Humph!

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, "No one for three hundred years, but starting today, this is my valley!"

Courting death!

Seeing Lin Xuan’s arrogant and domineering words, the red-clothed woman was instantly furious.

Next moment, she grasped a long sword, and fierce Sword Light soared into the sky, brutally slashing towards Lin Xuan.

At the same time, the red-clothed woman also flickered and disappeared from sight.

Whoosh!

Lin Xuan flicked his fingers, Sword Qi gushed out, countering the overwhelming fierce Sword Light.

But at this moment, the void beside him split open, the red-clothed woman suddenly appeared, swinging her long sword fiercely at Lin Xuan.

Bam!

Upon Lin Xuan’s arm, imbued with endless Cold Ice, a palm smacked the sword’s blade, instantly knocking the long sword away.

In the next moment, he punched out, targeting the red-clothed woman.

Between Heaven and Earth, a fierce aura emerged, black dragon patterns wrapped around the fist, transforming into a black dragon, charging forward.

Heaven and Earth lost color, as if only the roaring black dragon remained.

The woman witnessed this scene, her body stiffened, her internal Spiritual Power solidified.

Her pretty face turned pale.

Because she hadn’t expected this six-star early-stage youth to possess such formidable fist technique.

This fist technique made her body tremble.

She wanted to flee but found that the surroundings were sealed by endless Cold Ice, leaving her no way out.

Hence, she could only grit her teeth and exert utmost resistance.

Red light surged forth, as she waved, a set of bright red War Armor enveloped her.

Moreover, her delicate jade hand quickly formed seals.

In front, forming layers of protective barriers against the black fist.

Boom boom boom!

Everything seemed futile, the red barriers became fragile beneath the black fist.

Like rice paper, mercilessly torn apart.