Inverse Sword God

Everyone was stunned. Second-rank inscription masters like Zhong Yu couldn't survive two moves in the hands of the black-robed youth, and the others were simply killed in seconds.

Lin Xuan looked at the black-robed youth, his eyes extremely solemn.

"Strong!" This was his feeling.

Swish!

The black-robed youth looked at Lin Xuan, his gaze was like a pillar of fire, which was unbearably hot.

Lin Xuan's expression remained unmoved, the sword light in his eyes flickered, as if a peerless divine sword was unsheathed, extremely sharp.

Ding Ding Ding!

There was fire in the air, like the intersection of metals, and a wave of energy quickly spread out.

"Jie Jie..."

The black-robed youth sneered and walked off the stage quickly.

Soon after, Lin Xuan came to power again.

Many people were shocked and looked at Lin Xuan with solemn expressions.

Until now, no one would underestimate Lin Xuan.

However, when they saw Lin Xuan's opponent, they all exclaimed.

"Haha, the boy surnamed Lin is doomed!"

Many disciples of the Inscription Hall sneered.

Xia Guo's disciple frowned and looked cautiously at the figure on the stage.

She was wearing a short purple skirt, just below her thighs, her upper body was even cooler, and most of the snow-whiteness on her chest was exposed, making her bloody.

With a delicate face and a devilish figure, this is simply a witch.

"so beautiful!"

"Tsk tsk, those thighs are so white!"

"You want to die, don't talk nonsense! She is the second disciple of the Purple Magic Palace!" Someone warned.

"Purple Demon Palace!"

Immediately, many warriors' faces became clear and bright, and even their eyes narrowed a lot.

This Purple Demon Palace is not only the third-rank sect of the Shadow Kingdom, but also powerful and cruel!

Otherwise, it would not be known by the word "Magic Palace".

Xia Guo's disciples looked solemn, and many people were worried about Lin Xuan.

Hua Yan, the second disciple of the Purple Magic Palace, was several times stronger than He Yingcai!

"This time Lin Xuan is dead!"

The disciples of Yingguo all sneered.

Many other martial artists in the arena also looked towards this side.

Even the black-robed youth stared at the ring.

"Hee hee, little boy, you still haven't surrendered after seeing your sister?" Hua Yan's voice was so sweet that she was dying.

There was a hint of charm in this voice, which made people bloody.

At the moment, some disciples who were leaning closer to the ring were flushed, and their skin seemed to be dripping blood.

When Hua Yan's voice sounded, Lin Xuan felt that the invisible soul force was interfering with his perception, and at the same time, the breath in his body seemed to be boiling.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, the Great Dragon Sword Intent in his body formed an invisible sword energy, cutting off the nothingness.

"Purple Magic Palace?" Lin Xuan raised his mouth slightly, "This trick is useless to me!"

Lin Xuan's eyes were sharp, and everything he passed was like a sword swept across, turning everything into nothingness.

"what?"

Seeing that her charm and illusion had no effect, Hua Yan showed a hint of surprise.

With a shallow smile, like a lily blooming, the look of the flower face was extremely beautiful at this moment, and a strange picture appeared in the eyes of many people.

"If you want to play, I'll play with you!"

Lin Xuan sneered, these **** studied the inscriptions given to him by the wine master, and had new research on the application of the soul.

There seemed to be thousands of inscriptions rotating in the right eye, and a strange soul wave passed.

"Sleepy!"

The surrounding scene changed greatly, Hua Yan seemed to be in a dark cage.

Whoa!

The sound of the iron chain sounded, binding her quickly.

Chi Chi!

The cold iron chain exerted a slight force, twisting the clothes on her body into pieces.

The jade-like body was exposed to the air, followed by various tortures.

Outside, Hua Yan stood still, and suddenly frowned.

She bit the tip of her tongue lightly, the purple glow in her eyes flourishing.

In the spiritual space, the jade-like body suddenly changed drastically, scattered like petals.

Where Lin Xuan stood, countless tentacles were born, entangling him.

"Hee hee, play the pupil technique for me, you're still a long way off!"

Hua Yan smiled charmingly, as if water was about to drip from her eyes.

"Release your most primitive desire!"

The pink gas gushed out from the tentacles and drilled into Lin Xuan's body.

Chi Chi!

The sword of the soul slashed, and everything was annihilated.

"Is Ruxue still alive?" Lin Xuan asked suddenly.

"What? How do you know?" Hua Yan was stunned for a moment, and then her face changed drastically as if she remembered something.

"Could it be that you injured him? Impossible!"

"Soul Sword!"

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth was slightly raised, and the translucent sword energy suddenly stabbed out, cutting off the tentacles around him.

The sword energy surged and quickly slashed towards Hua Yan.

"This, it's impossible, how could you do this trick!" Hua Yan finally changed her face.

As soon as her soul flickered, she was about to escape this space.

However, the speed of the Soul Sword was unimaginable, and it slashed Hua Yan's soul in an instant.

Outside, Lin Xuan and Hua Yan's bodies stood silently without any movement.

However, the surrounding disciples only knew that they must be fighting a special soul battle.

And this kind of battle is the most dangerous, if you are not careful, you will die!

"Isn't it? Could it be that this Lin Xuan is so strong that he can compete with Hua Yan?"

"Impossible, Hua Yan is the second disciple of the Purple Magic Palace, how could Lin Xuan be her opponent!"

"It's only five breaths, just wait."

These people were nervous and didn't know what was going on.

Suddenly, Hua Yan's body trembled and resumed action.

"It's over!" Everyone was excited, and they knew that the soul confrontation was over.

puff!

However, what they didn't expect was that Hua Yan's face turned pale and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How is that possible? Hua Yan actually vomited blood!"

"Did she lose?"

Everyone couldn't believe it, and hurriedly looked at Lin Xuan.

I saw Lin Xuan with a smile on his face, his expression remained the same, without the slightest discomfort.

"No, I must have been caught in an illusion! Wake up quickly!"

"Yes, it must be Lin Xuan's illusion!"

Many Ying Nation disciples shouted, unwilling to believe this fact.

The disciples of the Purple Magic Palace were even more unacceptable. They would rather believe that they had fallen into illusion.

"Is it even better?" Lin Xuan said lightly.

Hua Yan covered her undulating chest, and a trace of struggle appeared in her eyes.

Thinking of his perverted physical skills again, Hua Yan finally sighed.

"Good brother, you won!"

"What? Hua Yan voluntarily admitted defeat!" A group of people were stunned.

"The winner, Lin Xuan!"

The referee's voice echoed in the valley, and the voice startled everyone.

At this moment, almost everyone looked at Lin Xuan.

In the stands, the elders of the Purple Magic Palace frowned.

"Even Hua Yan lost, this kid doesn't seem to be easy!"

"I've never heard of it before, the kid who came out of nowhere!"

"Although Hua Yan lost, there is still Zi Ye, as long as he is here, the first place must be ours!"

Several elders of the Purple Demon Palace whispered.

Near the second arena, Zi Ye with purple hair looked at Lin Xuan with a chill in his expression.

"Hua Yan, don't worry, I will pay you back for this revenge!

In the next match, Zi Ye fights Li Guang.

On the second ring, Zi Ye with purple hair stepped onto the stage, facing his opponent, he just glanced.

"what--"

A miserable cry rang out in the No. 2 ring, making people feel numb.