Inverse Sword God

"Go ahead! I'll let you know how powerful the Shenwei Group is!" Xing Lifeng clenched his fists, his expression as cold as an iceberg.

"Brother Feng will definitely win!"

"It goes without saying, that's for sure, I just hope that Senior Brother Feng can teach this kid a lesson!" The disciples of the Shenwei Group said with gritted teeth. If it weren't for the restrictions of the door, they would have rushed to the group to fight.

"You are the most powerful among them?" Lin Xuan smiled.

"It doesn't matter if it's the most powerful, but it's enough to deal with you!" Xing Lifeng looked like a knife, wishing to stab a hole in Lin Xuan's body.

"Senior Brother Xing is of course the most powerful, boy, are you afraid! It's too late to beg for mercy now!" The disciples of the Shenwei Group shouted angrily.

"The most powerful one will do. It's too boring to fight with them. Why don't you do this? If you lose, each of them will give me 30 contribution points, how about it?" Lin Xuan wanted to play a big one.

Xing Lifeng's figure was as calm as a mountain, and he said in a deep voice, "What if you lose?"

"It's at your disposal with the Divine Power Group."

"it is good!"

As soon as the words fell, Xing Lifeng strode forward, swung his right fist, like a savage beast, and slammed into Lin Xuan.

The violent force disrupted the airflow ahead, forming a gust of wind. Above that fist, a stream of light flickered, and there was a faint roar of a beast, and the vibrating air hummed and trembled.

Ferocious, furious!

The disciples of the Shenwei Group couldn't help but shouted: "Good boxing, Senior Brother Xing, beat him!"

Lin Xuan looked solemn, this Xing Lifeng was stronger than that Liang Hong, and he had to deal with it with all his strength.

He held the sword in his right hand and stabbed it straight out. The power of his body and the spiritual power in his body were perfectly fused. At this moment, he concentrated all his power on the tip of the sword.

The next moment, the black long sword collided with the fiery red fist.

Bang!

Sparks flew, and a roar sounded.

Lin Xuan took three steps back before unloading the violent power. His eyes were like swords, full of fighting intent.

"Damn it! How could he block Senior Brother Xing's fist?"

"Senior Brother Xing is the Great King, how can this kid be okay? I must be dazzled!" Many disciples of the Shenwei Group lost their voices.

"Mighty King? Really strong!" Lin Xuan's mouth curled up.

This originally admirable word fell in Xing Lifeng's ear, but it hurt like a needle. He is a realm higher than Lin Xuan! Moreover, his most proud strength did not hurt Lin Xuan.

This result made him unacceptable. He originally thought that Lin Xuan was only fast, but he didn't expect that his power would be so terrifying.

"Humph!"

Xing Lifeng's face was cold, his fists were clenched tightly, the light on his body was great, and his muscles were bulging, like a human-shaped beast.

He stepped on the soles of his feet and rushed over again, pressing his fists like a mountain.

The power of this punch was stronger than the previous one.

Lin Xuan stepped on the basic footwork, and his body rushed out like an arrow, and the black iron long sword stabbed out again, like a black lightning bolt.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Xing Lifeng seemed to have fallen into madness, punching punch after punch, each punch as heavy as a mountain, and the void hummed and trembled. Lin Xuan's black hair danced wildly, and the blue light on his body danced like a flaming flame.

The thundering thirteen swords completely turned into lightning in Lin Xuan's hands. Each sword condensed the strength of the whole body, collided with the mountain-like fists, and burst into a brilliant light.

"Who is this Lin Xuan who can fight with Xing Lifeng for so long?"

"Yeah, not only the swordsmanship is super fast, but also the power is also a powerful pervert, he is the fourth-order condensate, right?"

"No wonder you dare to challenge the Shenwei Group, you really have the ability!"

The surrounding disciples sighed, and they seemed to be witnessing the rise of a new star from the outer sect.

"Humph! What are you proud of, Senior Brother Xing will not lose!"

"That is, the difference in spiritual power between the fifth-order and fourth-order Pulse Condensation can't be made up at all, and it will consume all the energy to kill him!" The disciples of the Shenwei Group still did not give up.

In the array of flags, the figures of the two people swayed, and the rays of light flew around.

Bang!

After colliding again, the two finally separated and each floated to the rear.

"Hmph, boy, you are still the first to fight with me for so long! However, the game is over!" Xing Lifeng's white shirt was shattered, but his breath was still undiminished.

Lin Xuan's tattered clothes were now even more shattered. He tore off the clothes on the upper part of his body with his hands, revealing his strong chest.

"If you have any moves, use them. Your contribution points, I will decide!" Lin Xuan is like a god of war, and his aura is extremely fierce.

"Hundred Beast Fist!" Xing Lifeng kicked a deep pit on the ground with the soles of his feet, his body was as fast as lightning, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, attacking Lin Xuan.

"It turned out to be Hundred Beast Fist, this Lin Xuan is dangerous!"

"Haha, Huangjie advanced martial arts, who can stop it?"

"Shenwei regiment mighty!"

Feeling the ferocity of this punch, Lin Xuan also frowned. There is another move for the first level of Thunder Sword Technique, which is unity. Thirteen swords combined into one sword, the power is unimaginable.

He activated the spiritual power of his whole body to the highest state, his whole body's spirit and energy reached its peak, and the black iron long sword in his hand turned into a black torrent, rushing out.

boom!

The light is radiant, and the sound is shocking.

The two figures dissipated as soon as they touched, and walked in a staggered manner.

call!

Lin Xuan stopped his body and pointed his long sword diagonally, like a sword king.

And Xing Lifeng also stopped and stood like a mountain.

Snapped!

The crisp sound sounded, like the most exquisite porcelain shattered, the black iron sword in Lin Xuan's hand turned into countless pieces and fell to the ground.

"Haha, I knew that Senior Brother Xing would definitely win!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Xing is mighty! Lin Xuan, wait and die!"

All the Shenwei group disciples were as excited as they were beaten with blood. There was no way, they had been suppressed for too long and needed to be released.

However, when they were revelling, Xing Lifeng's body trembled suddenly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell backwards.

The smiles on the faces of the disciples of the Shenwei Mission have not faded, but their eyes are round and round.

After a while, there was an exclamation from the crowd. Then, seven or eight disciples of the Shenwei Group rushed up and quickly lifted Xing Lifeng up: "Senior Brother Xing, are you alright!"

"He's fine, he's just injured a little bit, you don't need to make a fuss." Lin Xuan glanced at the black iron sword regretfully, and then said, "Everyone contributes 30 points, hurry up and hand them over!"

The disciples of the Shenwei Group were blushing, and they could not wait to find a crack in the ground to get in. For many years, no one dared to trouble the Shenwei Group, but now it is in the hands of a young disciple.

All the Shenwei group disciples glared at Lin Xuan, and then reluctantly handed over thirty contribution points.

Lin Xuan got the contribution points, then picked up the pieces of the black iron sword and walked back to his hut.

The disciples nearby were very excited. This kind of battle was too exciting. Lin Xuan had become their idol.