Inverse Sword God

Under the sky, the wind and clouds are surging, as if the end of the world is approaching.

The three divine swords trembled endlessly, and the sound of the swords resounded through the sky, just like the roar of ancient ferocious beasts.

The aura around him flickered and turned into a brilliant mask of light, struggling to resist external oppression.

Wherever the sword energy crisscrossed, ripples appeared in the space, as if the fragile lake surface had been hit by a boulder.

Lin Xuan stood in the eye of the storm with sword energy, his clothes rustled, and his black hair danced wildly.

His eyes were as deep as abyss, and the power of the twelve swordsmanship slowly emerged behind him,

Like twelve ancient sword gods, they exude frightening pressure.

Twelve different colors of light are intertwined and intertwined, as if weaving a web of destruction.

As his hands danced, the bloody divine sword and the red-melted divine sword came out of their sheaths,

The blood-colored divine sword, the sword body is like blood, and the red light seems to be able to suck the blood of all living things in the world;

The red-melted divine sword turned into a looming golden crow phantom,

It was so majestic that the air around it froze.

Under the joint encirclement and suppression of these three major forces, the resistance of the three divine swords gradually weakened.

Just like a trapped animal still fighting,

Although he was still struggling, he was unable to recover.

Lin Xuan shouted softly, and the twelve sword shadows merged into one, turning into a bright sword chain.

Tightly entwine the three divine swords.

The three divine swords were hanging in the air and trembling, but they could not break free from this powerful restraint.

He could only let Lin Xuan pull him and slowly fall in front of him.

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a confident smile.

At this time, he seemed to have seen the scene where he was holding the five divine swords and conquering the world.

What kind of invincibility would that be.

However,

Peace lasts only a moment.

The pool below boiled instantly like an enraged ancient beast.

The water splashes are flying like shooting stars sweeping around,

The vortex took shape rapidly with a destructive momentum,

In the bottomless whirlpool, it seems to be connected to another world.

A tall figure slowly rose in the center of the whirlpool,

The ancient battle armor he wore was simple and mysterious in style.

The armor is engraved with many long-lost runes.

Every rune shimmers with faint light,

It seems to be telling the glory of the past.

But now,

The armor is in tatters,

There is a faint smell of decay in the cracks,

The same is true for the body,

Dense cracks spread all over the body,

Like ruins eroded ruthlessly by time.

Although this person looks dilapidated, the aura exuding from his body is like an ancient volcano about to erupt.

Hot and terrifying.

That monstrous sword intent soared into the sky as if it were real substance.

Wherever it passes, the clouds are torn apart and the space is pierced.

It seemed like there was only this terrifying sword intent left in the world.

He looked up at Lin Xuan,

There was no emotion in his eyes, only cold murderous intent and endless vicissitudes of life.

Lin Xuan's expression suddenly changed, and a strong uneasiness surged in his heart.

"This damn place actually hides such a terrifying existence."

Cold sweat broke out on his palms unconsciously,

But his eyes were still firm, staring at the mysterious strong man in front of him.

At this time, Dalong's voice sounded in his mind, with a hint of solemnity.

"Boy, this is a peerless master whose origin is mysterious and beyond your imagination."

The voice of Six Paths also came: "His state is a bit strange. It seems that he has suffered heavy injuries and his cultivation has been greatly weakened. But even so, it cannot be underestimated."

The little sword fairy and Rumeng were attracted by the movement here. Their bodies were like lightning, cutting through the sky.

But as soon as he got closer, he was locked by an invisible cold gaze.

That gaze was like an ice knife, piercing straight into the depths of their souls.

The little sword fairy felt his scalp numb, the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen, and every cold hair stood on end;

Rumeng's face turned pale, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with fear.

They followed their gaze,

When he saw the figure under the pool, he couldn't help but take a breath.

The little sword fairy's eyes widened, and his voice was trembling: "What kind of monster is this? It has such a terrifying aura!"

Rumeng was also shocked and speechless.

I thought to myself: "This is definitely not a prodigy of the gods. He must be a powerful being from ancient times. Why is he trapped here?"

While everyone was in shock, the mysterious ancient man slowly took to the air,

Every inch it rises, the surrounding space becomes distorted.

The aura on his body became stronger and stronger, as if it wanted to swallow up the whole world.

An even more surging kendo power swept out like a tide,

This power seems to be alive, turning into invisible big hands.

Push the little sword fairy and Rumeng back.

The two of them struggled to resist, but they were like a mantis using its arms as a chariot.

His feet drew two deep ravines on the ground, but he still couldn't stop his body from retreating.

Lin Xuan's hair stood on end, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

He knew very well that the enemy in front of him was by no means a good person.

Even if it is only partial strength, it is enough to completely destroy them.

His body was tense, like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to unleash a fatal blow at any moment.

Just when he was about to fight to the death, something suddenly moved in his heart and he frowned: "Why is this breath so familiar?"

He calmed down and felt carefully,

After a moment, I was shocked: "This is the breath of the Great Dragon Sword Soul!"

Lin Xuan's heart was full of doubts and uneasiness.

He called anxiously in his heart: "Dalong, what is your relationship with him? What is going on?"

But at this time, the little sword fairy next to him said: "Lin Xuan, let's run away quickly."

Rumeng also said quickly: "Yes, you are no match for him, you can't beat him, let's run away quickly."

This mysterious man is so terrifying that even if they join forces, they can't defeat him.

I guess even the 84th level peerless god king can't beat him.

If you stay any longer, you will definitely die.

However, Lin Xuan did not leave,

He must find out what the aura of the big dragon sword on the opponent's body is about.

What does the other party have to do with the Great Dragon Sword?

After all, Lin Xuan is the master of the Great Dragon Sword.

He wants to know all the clues related to the Great Dragon Sword.

What if this person is related to the fragment of the Great Dragon Sword?

Then maybe he can get a fragment of the big dragon sword.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan shook his head and said, "You guys leave first, I still have some things to figure out."

"What? You won't leave!"

When she heard this, Rumeng was stunned.

"Are you staying here to die?"

The little sword fairy also stamped her feet anxiously: "Lin Xuan, don't be careless, leave quickly,"

Lin Xuan said: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."

He has the power of the Wood Immortal in his body, and even if he is severely injured, he can recover instantly.

However, Little Sword Fairy and the others didn't know.

In their opinion, Lin Xuan is really too inflated.

Do you really think that if you sweep away Yunwu Sword God and others, you will be invincible?

The opponent cannot stop this ancient god of war.

If you force yourself to stay here, you will definitely die. (End of chapter)