Inverse Sword God

"Thirteen Thunder Swords!"

This is the first thirteen swords of the Thunder Sword Technique, and now it has been fully displayed by Lin Xuan in one breath. The long sword formed a light curtain in front of him, flowing with blue light.

The blood light approached quickly, and before it touched it, it made a rumbling sound, which made people's eardrums tremble.

Liang Hong was shocked. He had never seen such a strange sword technique before. One sword was faster than another, and the power was constantly superimposed. The blood sword in his hand broke through five or six swords, and the speed has slowed down.

"How is it possible that a disciple of the fourth rank of condensing pulse, how can such a strange swordsmanship?" Liang Hong was surprised, but so what, he was a full rank higher than Lin Xuan, just in spiritual power, Can crush the opponent!

"Open it for me!"

Liang Hong shouted, the blood light on his body became strong again, the red sword light could not help doubled in size, and quickly tore apart Lin Xuan's defense line.

Bang bang bang!

The blood-red sword beam was like a broken bamboo, piercing through Lin Xuan's nine lines of defense in succession, and greeted Lin Xuan's tenth sword with a strange light.

Lin Xuan was also shocked. He didn't expect Liang Hong to be so powerful. It seemed that he couldn't underestimate anyone, especially those disciples who could join the Shenwei Group.

However, he still has confidence in Thunder Sword. Each sword of this thunderous swordsmanship will add a layer of dark energy to the previous sword. When the thirteenth sword is reached, it will accumulate the dark energy of the previous twelve swords. This force is enough to make up for his level with Liang Hong. gap.

Metals intersect, sparks scatter.

Liang Hong has already shown a cruel smile, and the light curtain in front of Lin Xuan is getting weaker and weaker, as if it will shatter at any time. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Lin Xuan forced him to use sword skills, he still failed to stop his attack. Thinking that defeating this Lin Xuan would have 300 contribution points, the long sword in his hand could not help but speed up a bit.

"This Lin Xuan is going to lose." Someone said among the onlookers, "But being able to force Liang Hong to use his sword skills is enough to be proud of himself."

"Hmph, against Liang Hong, he is considered unlucky. In front of Liang Hong, he dares to call himself his quick sword!" The disciples of the Shenwei Group slammed.

Lin Xuan's face was dignified, he only had the last three swords left, and success or failure depended on this.

His body swayed, and he took the initiative to meet him. The black iron sword was like a wandering dragon, rushing towards the blood-red sword light with its fangs and claws.

"I'm rubbing it! He actually dared to take the initiative to attack, it's dead!" Many disciples were surprised.

The disciples of the Shenwei Group were also stunned. They couldn't guess Lin Xuan's intentions. In the end, they could only boil down to wanting to work hard.

When Liang Hong saw that Lin Xuan took the initiative to attack, his eyes were full of ridicule.

"What is this, a counterattack before death?" Liang Hong laughed.

Lin Xuan did not answer, his mind was completely absorbed into the Thunder Sword Technique.

"The eleventh sword!" Lin Xuan urged his spiritual power, the long sword stirred, and the sword light danced, colliding with the blood sword.

clang!

The huge force made Lin Xuan's arm go numb, he hurriedly activated the longevity formula, and the blue spiritual power poured into his arm, which relieved the numbness.

However, his sword was not ineffective. Liang Hong's offensive was blocked by his sword, which was a bit slower. At the same time, he became more proficient in the use of Thunder Sword.

"There are two more swords!" Lin Xuan clenched his long sword tightly, walking around with basic footwork.

Seeing that his offensive was actually eased, Liang Hong was furious in his heart.

Whoosh!

The long sword fluttered and the air shook. Liang Hong killed the past.

Lin Xuan also rushed over. Before anyone arrived, the twelfth sword had already been split.

"Death to me!" Liang Hong shouted, the ferocious force swung the black iron sword away, and the icy tip of the sword pierced Lin Xuan's right chest.

At this critical moment, Lin Xuan's eyes were like torches, and his people seemed to be one with the black iron sword, regardless of each other. This is a wonderful feeling, under this feeling, Lin Xuan swings the thirteenth sword.

All the power accumulated in the front burst out in this sword, and the black iron long sword was like a black lightning, stirring the situation. The sound of muffled thunder sounded from the sword body, and the blood-colored sword light was directly blown away.

Liang Hong felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the enormous power made him despair. His is like a speck of dust, swaying under the thunder.

Tick, tick!

After the dazzling sword light passed, Liang Hong bent down in a daze, clutching his chest with his left hand, and blood kept pouring out.

"Liang, Liang Hong lost..." The members of the Shenwei Group were dumbfounded, stiff as a whole, the muscles on their faces twitched involuntarily, and they couldn't accept it for a while.

"I lost, I actually lost!" Liang Hong's eyes were dull, and he actually lost to a fourth-order Pulse Condensation disciple, which severely damaged his confidence.

Lin Xuan stood there and closed his eyes slightly, he was digesting the feeling just now, the thirteenth sword, he seemed to turn into lightning, this feeling is very strange.

"Remember to owe me thirty contribution points." Lin Xuan opened his eyes and said to Liang Hong, who was far away.

"who is the next?"

Hearing this, the faces of the Shenwei regiment twitched, even Liang Hong was defeated, and the only one who could take the lead was Xing Lifeng.

But Lin Xuan didn't plan to let them go. Just kidding, one person can contribute 30 points. Where can I find this kind of fat sheep! So, he stretched out his finger and began to call.

"None of you are allowed to leave. Lin Xuan looked at the members of the Shenwei Group and said, prepare thirty contribution points and wait for the young master to pick up the goods!" Lin Xuan said excitedly.

"You, it's you!" Lin Xuan pointed to a disciple of the Shenwei Group and said, "Come and fight, don't lose the momentum of the Shenwei Group."

That disciple was ready to die. Even Liang Hong was defeated. He was definitely not Lin Xuan's opponent, but if he escaped at this time, it is estimated that the Shenwei Group would not let him go.

As a result, if he didn't make three moves, he was defeated. Everyone looked at Xing Lifeng. His cultivation is the highest. Only he can defeat Lin Xuan, otherwise this action will become a joke.

"You are too much!" Xing Lifeng said with a cold face.

"Is it too much, did you think too much when you Shenwei Group surrounded me, did you think too much when you sent fifth-order disciples of Ningmai to deal with me, did you think too much when you colluded with the law enforcement team to frame me?"

Lin Xuan sneered and said, "Could it be that you can only bully others and not allow others to fight back?"

"Oppose the Shenwei Group, there will be no place for you here!" Xing Lifeng snorted coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Xuan pointed at Changjian, "Now you have two choices, one is to hand over 30 contribution points obediently, and the other is to be beaten by me, and then hand over contribution points obediently, which one do you choose? "

"Crazy, so rampant!"

The disciples of the Shenwei Group could not wait to go up and fight with him, but because of the sect rules, they could only bear it. Now the only one who can defeat Lin Xuan openly and save the defeat is Xing Lifeng.

And those onlookers who heard Lin Xuan's words were full of excitement. They were not members of the Shenwei Group, and many of them had been bullied by the Shenwei Group. Now that someone can make the Shenwei Group suffer, they are naturally happy.

"I'll make you shut up!" Xing Lifeng slowly walked into the stage, his eyes like a knife, covering Lin Xuan.

"Brother Feng will definitely win!" The disciple of the Shenwei Group roared in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Brother Feng is the fifth-order peak of Condensation Pulse, and he won't lose to him. Just using spiritual pressure can crush him!"

Xing Lifeng stood in the center of the stage, clenched his fists with both hands, and his icy voice gradually sounded: "Go ahead, I will let you know the strength of the Shenwei Group!"