Inverse Sword God

Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of metal intersecting sounded, and the silent sword energy was dissipated and quickly dissipated in the air.

"Any other means, let's use them." Yumian Langjun waved a folding fan. Very calm.

cut wind

thunder

Lin Xuan swung two swords in a row, and the cyan sword light rushed out quickly, and at the same time, a five-pointed thunder formation descended from the sky.

"Too weak!" Mr. Yulang waved his folding fan, drawing an arc in front of him.

Immediately, all attacks were blocked outside.

Yumian Langjun waved his folding fan, blocking all of Lin Xuan's attacks.

"In front of me, you are just an ant. Do you think an ant can shake a giant dragon?" Yumian Langjun said with a disdainful smile.

"Now it's my turn to attack, killing geniuses is a lot of fun."

Yumian Langjun held a folding fan in his hand, walked out with one step, and came to Lin Xuan in an instant.

Waving the folding fan, a palpitating power gushes out.

"Not good!" Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed sharply, and he used the black cloak to create a clone in an instant, while his real body retreated suddenly.

puff!

The black cloak clone was cut in half in an instant, and a strong aura swept all directions.

Lin Xuan's real body was shaken out of the void by the impact, and he staggered backwards.

"It's interesting, it's actually possible to create a clone. This cloak is pretty good, I want it!" Yumian Langjun strolled in the courtyard, like a master.

"Damn it, the gap is too big. If I break through to the middle stage of the Spirit Fusion Realm, I might be able to fight against the Spirit Transformation Realm fighters!" Lin Xuan's heart sank slightly.

But wanting his life is not so simple.

"Okay, the game is over." Yumian Langjun obviously lost his patience, he waved Xuan'ao's attack with his palm, and slapped Lin Xuan's forehead.

"Sword of Soul!"

At the critical moment, Lin Xuan unleashed a soul attack, the rune in his right eye was scattered, and the soul power formed an invisible sword, stabbing at the jade-faced gentleman.

This sword gathered all of Lin Xuan's soul power, and it also contained 70% of the sword intent, which can be described as terrifying.

Coupled with the strange and unpredictable soul attack, it is impossible to guard against it, and Mr. Yumian was instantly attacked by the soul.

His body trembled, and pain appeared on his face.

After a warrior enters the spirit fusion state, in addition to being able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, his soul power also increases with the state.

Although Yumian Langjun is not a martial artist who specializes in soul power, but as a strong man in the spirit transformation state, he quickly recovered his sanity.

But the stabbing pain that went deep into his soul drove him crazy.

when!

The sword of Xingjue collided with Yumian Langjun, creating countless sparks.

Lin Xuan felt numb in his arms and retreated violently.

The defense of a martial artist in the Spirit Transformation Realm was so strong that he couldn't break through it for a while.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you with the most cruel means!" Yumian Langjun's expression was ferocious.

Since his debut, he has never suffered such a dark loss, and his opponent is still a small martial artist who is far behind him.

For a moment, Yumian Langjun's heart was full of killing intent, and he wished to chop Lin Xuan into eight thousand pieces.

Next to her, the woman in green was also pale.

She knew how powerful Mr. Yumian was. It only took one move to kill a warrior in the Spiritual Blending Realm, but this young man with only an early cultivation in the Spiritual Blending Realm frequently created miracles.

First use the avatar to pass the fatal blow, and then use the strange soul power to hurt Lord Yumian.

She has been with Mr. Yumian for decades, and she has never seen such a thing.

Fortunately, Mr. Yumian is very powerful, and it is impossible to kill him.

"Go to hell!" Yumian Langjun waved his folding fan, and the spiritual energy rolled in the sky, forming countless pink petals, floating towards Lin Xuan.

These piebald spots look beautiful, but they contain endless murderous intentions, and each petal can kill a warrior in the Zhongrong Spiritual Realm.

Moreover, there seems to be a wonderful artistic conception between these petals.

"Peach Blossom Artistic Conception! Senior Brother even displayed the Peach Blossom Artistic Conception. It seems that the kid is doomed!" The woman in female clothes settled down.

Yumian Langjun, as a strong person in the spiritual realm, naturally also comprehended the artistic conception, and the peach blossom artistic conception is even more powerful and dreamy, and can often kill enemies invisible.

Naturally, Lin Xuan could also feel the horror of this artistic conception. He immediately displayed the artistic conception of wind, making the surrounding air flow extremely strange and blocking the sky full of peach blossoms.

At the same time, with all his strength, he activated the Qicheng Dragon Sword Intent, holding the Xingjue Sword with both hands and slashing towards the void.

Lin Xuan had just comprehended the artistic conception of wind, and his use of artistic conception was not as good as that of Yumian Langjun, so his artistic conception of wind was defeated by the attack of peach blossom artistic conception not long after.

Fortunately, his 70% Great Dragon Sword Intent is extremely powerful, and its heat has surpassed the mood of peach blossoms.

Although Lin Xuan's cultivation base is not enough, but relying on the dragon's sword intent, he still made a small cut abruptly.

"What? Impossible! He actually split the Peach Blossom Artistic Conception!" The woman in green exclaimed in shock.

Yumian Langjun had a ferocious face, and looked at Lin Xuan with cloudy eyes.

To be honest, he didn't want to believe that this little brat could split his romantic mood, but the truth was right in front of his eyes.

"In addition to the sword intent, there is also the artistic conception of wind. Who is this kid? How can he comprehend two artistic concepts?" Yumian Langjun was jealous.

Artistic conception is not a Chinese cabbage, generally only peerless geniuses can comprehend it, thinking that as a disciple of the evil king, he only comprehended one kind of artistic conception.

It is simply impossible for Lin Xuan to be able to comprehend the two artistic concepts.

And that sword intent was so terrifying that it even threatened his peach blossom mood.

"Since he is an enemy, he will never be allowed to grow up!" Yumian Langjun felt a deep fear of Lin Xuan in his heart.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan's cultivation base is too weak, so he can easily kill him.

"I have to admit that you are indeed a genius, but if you offend me, you can only die!" Yumian Langjun laughed sinisterly.

The peach blossoms in the sky suddenly spun rapidly, and each petal was crystal clear, piercing the void like a magic weapon.

Peach blossoms from all directions flocked to Lin Xuan.

"Not good! The peach blossom artistic conception has become stronger again!" Lin Xuan clearly sensed the change of the peach blossom artistic conception in the sky, and his face became turbulent.

It seems that the warriors in the spiritual realm are indeed not something he can resist now.

But it's not that simple to kill him!

"Blood sacrifice secret technique!"

Lin Xuan instantly integrated the blood essence in his body into the black cloak, and his body turned into a streak of blood, rushing out quickly.

This speed is very fast, even surpassing the speed of ordinary warriors in the spirit transformation realm.

Whoosh!

Lin Xuan dodged quickly, and the place where he was standing was covered by petals all over the sky, forming a ruin.

"Dodged again!" Yumian Langjun's face was gloomy and terrifying, his body trembling slightly.

As a strong man in the Spirit Transformation Realm, it was very embarrassing for him to let a little ghost escape under his hands one after another.

"Could the blood line just now be the effect of that cloak." Yumian Langjun's eyes were vicious. He didn't believe that Lin Xuan had this ability at all, so he probably used that black cloak.

"The black cloak looks like a spiritual treasure, and the sword in that kid's hand is also a spiritual treasure."

"A martial artist at the early stage of the Spirit Fusion Realm possesses two spiritual treasures, whose disciple is this?" Yumian Langjun took a deep breath.

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