Inverse Sword God

"Wait a little longer, wait another day. If there is no news after a day, let the first rudder take action!" Ancestor Nether said.

"Don't worry, Hall Master, I will definitely be able to catch the enemy!" A young man in his thirties said in a deep voice.

He was wearing a black armor, and his whole person was extremely sharp, like a god of war.

He is the rudder master of the first sub-rudder, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth-level Venerable.

Old Ancestor Nether nodded with satisfaction. He was very satisfied with the first rudder.

However, at this time, the entire hall trembled suddenly, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Feeling this shock, everyone changed their faces.

Because this is absolutely impossible, their hall has countless formation defenses, and even the venerable Jiuzhongtian is difficult to shake.

However, such an incomparably hard hall was shaking? How could they not be surprised!

The Nether Ancestor stood up with a loud bang, and looked at the four directions in surprise. Two rays of light erupted from his green eyes, like a long knife, sweeping across the four directions.

The next moment, he seemed to sense something, his face changed greatly, his figure was like a ghost, and he flew out quickly.

When the others in the hall saw this, they also followed.

When they left the hall and looked into the distance, everyone was stunned.

Because they saw a young man descend from the sky, the previous vibration of their Netherworld Hall headquarters came from the young man's feet.

This young man is naturally Lin Xuan. After he learned that it was Xuan Tianzong, he came quickly.

However, when he came to Xuan Tianzong, he found that the situation here was worse than he imagined.

Because this place has been completely reduced to the base camp of the Nether Hall.

Those people from the Xuantian Sect have disappeared.

Lin Xuan looked at everything around him and sighed in his heart.

Xuan Tianzhong is only a two-star sect, and cannot compete with the Nether Hall at all.

Moreover, not only the Xuantian Sect, but also the sect forces in the entire Xia Kingdom have become fragmented, and not many people have survived.

The reason why their Jianchi Mansion can be preserved is because of the existence of Sea God Bing. No one can break the ice, so it remains intact, no one gets hurt, and no one dies.

But other sects are not so lucky. This Netherworld Hall is a demon sect, and its methods are extremely cruel. It is conceivable to imagine the fate of those people.

The former sect is gone, all Lin Xuan can do is kill the people in the Nether Hall to avenge the Xuantian Sect.

Just thinking about it, soon there are warriors from the Nether Hall flying over and shouting coldly.

"Who? You dare to trespass into the Netherworld Hall, and you don't have to kneel down and die!"

The next moment, two black spears stabbed Lin Xuan like poisonous snakes.

This is worthy of being the headquarters of the Netherworld Hall, and the guards of the mountain gate alone have the cultivation of Venerable First Layer.

The two spears whistled, turned into black afterimages, and quickly stabbed Lin Xuan. But the next moment, he stopped three feet in front of Lin Xuan.

There seems to be an invisible force. Grab two long guns.

The next moment, the two spears quickly shattered, turned into countless molten iron, and dissipated in the air.

The two Black Dragon Cult disciples stationed at the mountain gate also had countless cracks on their bodies, like broken porcelain, and they burst open.

During the whole process, Lin Xuan didn't even do anything, just glanced at the two of them, and this happened.

This scene quelled the surrounding warriors who wanted to rush up, but it only angered the ghost ancestors in the front hall.

He never imagined that someone would dare to make trouble on his own territory!

This is hitting him in the face! If the news spreads out and is heard by the other halls, how will he mess around in the future?

In fact, there is no need for the Nether Ancestor to speak, and those under his men began to recruit people to fight back.

After all, this is the headquarters of the Netherworld Hall. There can be many strong people. In an instant, dozens of figures rushed towards Lin Xuan.

These people are all strong, most of them are seventh-level venerables, and the weakest ones also respect the sixth-level heaven.

It's really shocking to get together at this moment.

Because such a lineup will only be dispatched when dealing with the super old age of the Wumeng League, but now, the Netherworld actually uses it to deal with a twenty-year-old youth!

However, this result is not anyone can imagine.

Bang bang bang bang!

Dozens of figures rushed forward like lightning, but when they came to Lin Xuan's side, they seemed to have hit an iron wall, and they shook violently.

Is this a defensive wall? Invisible and intangible, could he be a wind-type martial artist? Nether Ancestor narrowed his eyes,

Being able to resist more than a dozen seventh-level Venerables in an instant, I have to say that the opponent's strength is indeed beyond his expectations.

No wonder he was so bold and dared to attack the base camp of his Nether Hall.

But the next moment, he showed a cruel smile, because he knew that the strength of his men was more than that.

On the side, the black armored youth at the first rudder also nodded slightly.

"Looking at the strength of this guy, he should have the realm of Venerable Eightfold Heaven, and the application of the wind element is also extremely delicate."

"Yes, it's worth seeing!" A bald old man said lightly, he was the law enforcement elder of the Nether Hall.

"However, with this strength, it is impossible to block my law enforcement team!"

"It is estimated that the person should only be able to stop it once, and he will definitely not be able to stop it the second time!"

The higher-ups of these Nether Hall looked at the situation below and talked with each other, but no one wanted to do anything.

Because in their opinion, Lin Xuan is not worth their effort at all.

Seeing this, dozens of seven-level Venerables around them frowned, but the next moment, they quickly pulled out their weapons.

Crazy knives, long swords, and long spears, each of which shone with icy light, filled with powerful spiritual power, and stabbed forward fiercely.

"That kid is done!"

Seeing this scene, the law enforcement elder showed a trace of grimness.

However, the next moment, his smile froze, because Lin Xuan moved in front of him.

He looked at the warriors rushing around, and snorted suddenly.

As if countless thunders exploded, more than a dozen seven-level Venerables around him suddenly exploded, turning into piles of blood mist, floating in the air.

Then, the wind swept through, blowing away all the blood mist.

"What? How is this possible!"

Seeing this scene, the upper levels of the Netherworld Hall were all stunned.

"Dead? More than a dozen venerables of the seventh level died in an instant? What the hell is going on!"

They didn't see the other side make a move at all, they only heard the other side snort coldly, and the dozens of Netherworld experts around them exploded and died.

What exactly is this means? They haven't even heard of it!

At this moment, even the Nether Ancestor's face sank.

In the green eyes, a cold light flashed, and he knew that he underestimated the mysterious young man in front of him.

He raised his hand and killed more than a dozen 7th-level Venerables. Lin Xuan was expressionless and strode forward.

The dark eyes were extremely cold, and with a strong murderous intent, they glanced at the four rooms.