Inverse Sword God

Every deed of Lin Xuan can startle a group of people.

And when these deeds are concentrated on one person, it is even more shocking!

Elder Song's eyes gleamed again. He was also the one who witnessed Lin Xuan obtaining the title of the second-grade inscription master, and he was also full of hope for Lin Xuan.

The competition went on quickly, during which Liu Qing, Ding Zhe and others from Wanbaolou all lost.

Liu Qing was defeated by Zi Ye at a glance, and Ding Zhe was defeated by the ethereal girl of Yuguo.

For a time, Xia Guo's momentum fell to a low point.

At this time, on the No. 1 ring, the referee's voice sounded again.

"In the next match, Lin Xuan will fight Wuying!"

Wuying, the black-robed youth, was listed as a warrior as terrifying as Zi Ye!

Whoa!

Some of the disciples who didn't have the competition all ran to the No. 1 ring, surrounding the area with water.

Most of them are disciples of Xia Kingdom and Shadow Kingdom. After all, this battle determines whether Xia Kingdom can rise.

If Lin Xuan can't even beat the Heipao Ren, then it's even more impossible to beat Zi Ye!

That also proves that Xia Guo will be wiped out in this game.

For a while, Weiwei, Shanshan, Liu Qing and the others all watched nervously.

In the stands, Elder Song and Elder Gu also took a deep breath and looked intently.

The black-robed youth stood on the stage, like a ghost, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Boy, when you meet me, your luck is running out." The black-robed youth's voice was a little hoarse.

"Your Xia Kingdom is destined to miss the Inscription Tower!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lin Xuan frowned, and he felt that some black runes were quietly generated under his feet.

boom!

The bronze thunder pattern flourished, and Lin Xuan's whole body was surrounded by thunder and lightning, like a thunder god coming into the world, and his heroic and martial arts were extraordinary.

call out! call out!

The black gas, like a worm with a bone, quickly crawled onto Lin Xuan.

At the same time, the black-robed youth's fingers shone with black light, and a dangerous aura spread out.

laugh!

A black light rushed out from his fingertips, hitting Lin Xuan like black lightning.

"Disperse!"

Lin Xuan's body trembled, and the lightning pattern on his body flickered, dissipating the black aura that entangled him.

At the same time, his footsteps flickered and he disappeared.

call!

When he reappeared, he was already behind the black-robed youth.

"So fast!"

The surrounding warriors exclaimed that they did not see Lin Xuan's footwork clearly at all.

Their exclamations were justified, because no one who competed with the black-robed youth had ever been able to escape that black finger, not even the second-grade inscription master.

But now, Lin Xuan easily escaped.

The black-robed youth sneered, the black-robed shook and disappeared.

"what?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they used their soul power to search, and soon their faces showed shock.

"No!"

They did not perceive the figure of the black-robed youth at all.

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, his soul force protruded, and he carefully sensed it.

After a moment, he frowned.

Like those people, he didn't perceive it either.

"Hehe, that kid is dead!"

"Dare to fiddle with speed in front of Wuying, do you really think the word Wuying is called for nothing!"

The disciples of the Shadow Palace sneered again and again, and their words were full of ridicule.

Using the word Wuying as the name is enough to explain the speed of the black-robed youth.

Xia Guo's disciples were shocked. They thought that the strength of the black-robed youth was soul power, but they didn't expect it to be speed.

"This kind of speed, the opponent can't find it at all, how to attack?"

"Don't be discouraged, Lin Xuan's defense is very strong, Wuying may not be able to break it." Weiwei said solemnly.

The disciples of the Xia Kingdom were stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

Indeed, Lin Xuan's defense was so strong that even the warriors of the Seventh Heaven of Linghai couldn't break through.

Just when everyone was hopeful, a fierce black awn emerged from the sky.

Its appearance is so sudden, there is no sign at all.

call out!

The black light was like a half moon, as if it split the void in half and slashed down.

when!

Lin Xuan punched out, hitting the black light of Banyue, and a burst of sparks erupted.

Chi Chi! crackle!

Lightning flashed, and the roar continued.

Lin Xuan shattered the half-moon-shaped black light, but his arm was also numb.

This was the first time he felt this tingling after he practiced the bronze thunder pattern.

With one blow, the half-moon black light was scattered, and Lin Xuan's soul force unfolded to hunt down the figure of the black-robed youth.

However, he caught a trace of breath tightly and disappeared again.

After a few breaths, the fierce energy smashed through the void again and came out from behind him.

This time, it was a black sickle, and the sharp edge of the blade shone with cold light, making people feel warped in their souls.

puff!

The knife slashed on Lin Xuan's body, creating a half-foot-long opening.

The copper thunder pattern was cut a little. Although Lin Xuan was not injured, the impact was shocking.

Under the stage, the disciples of Shadow Country were all boiling and shouting constantly.

Xia Guo's disciples were worried. Originally, they thought that the black-robed youth couldn't hurt Lin Xuan.

Now it seems that they are too naive.

A black sickle was enough to cut through Lin Xuan's defense.

Lin Xuan was also shocked, he twisted his body and quickly avoided the edge.

"It's actually able to cut the copper thunder pattern!" His face was gloomy.

He is very clear about the strength of the bronze thunder pattern. Although his copper thunder pattern is only a small success, the average Linghai seventh-level martial artist cannot break the defense at all.

"It must be that black sickle!" Lin Xuan did not believe that the man in black robe could break the defense, because the first attack did not hurt him at all.

"What kind of weapon is it that can actually cut Xiaocheng's copper thunder pattern?"

"Is it a high-grade treasure of the mysterious order?"

He was astonished, and at the same time, he was full of energy.

This is a difficult opponent, and the movement is extremely strange.

In the following time, Lin Xuan was on passive defense and almost got injured several times.

However, he also discovered something.

This attack method is very similar to my Melting Wind style, but it is much more sophisticated than my Melting Wind style.

The principle should be the same, he merged into the wind.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's eyes glowed, and he turned his palm, and the Qiuhen Sword appeared in his hand.

arms? Lin Xuan actually took out his weapon!

The nearby disciples were stunned, they had never seen Lin Xuan use a weapon.

"Changjian, is he a Jianxiu?"

Even some of Xia Guo's disciples were stunned, and many people looked at Weiwei.

"Well, Lin Xuan is indeed a swordsman." Weiwei nodded.

"Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan, is he the 20th Lin Xuan on the Hidden Dragon List!" Someone exclaimed.

Suddenly, a group of people was shocked.

A powerful sword cultivator turned out to be a second-rank inscription master. This kind of news is undoubtedly explosive.

"Hmph, I thought I could resist Wuying with a long sword? How naive!"

"Yes, it really is a backward country!" The disciple of the Shadow Palace sneered.

They are very aware of Wuying's strength, that is a genius who has understood the artistic conception of a wind!

Although there was only a trace, it was not something Lin Xuan could resist.

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