Inverse Sword God

"Why, I can't bear this pain?" Jiang Yulong joked, "Boy, it's best to pray that you don't meet me, otherwise, your end will be miserable."

"You and I finally fight, and then I will completely defeat you!" Lin Xuan helped Yin Qingyi back to the rest area.

How dare he challenge Jiang Yulong? So bold!

You are behind in the news, this Lin Xuan has already issued a challenge half a month ago, it seems that this time it is really endless!

Everyone was talking about it, but most people were not optimistic about Lin Xuan.

Back in the rest area, Lin Xuan checked Yin Qingyi's injury. Fortunately, most of the power absorbed by the sword array, Yin Qingyi was only shaken by the aftermath and did not suffer too much damage.

The game continued, and the quarterfinals were finally decided.

Lin Xuan successfully advanced, and he was able to attract everyone's attention as the dark horse of this competition. Many disciples remembered this handsome young man holding a dark red sword. His explosive moves and Lonely Mountain swordsmanship were all unforgettable.

In the quarter-finals, the first match was Shangguan Liuyun vs Liu Ming.

The silent Shangguan Liuyun still didn't open his eyes. He defeated his opponent with just one move. The strength of this silence shocked everyone. It seems that until now, no one has been able to make this young man a little more serious.

The second game was a contest between two geniuses.

Duan Fei vs Shen Qianer!

Both of them are one of the four heroes of the outer sect, and both are loved by many disciples for their outstanding looks. It can be said that no matter their strength or reputation, the two are definitely evenly matched.

Unfortunately, only one of the two was able to go down.

Shen Qian'er was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a graceful figure, like a fairy descending to earth. Falling Flower Profound Jade Palm in one hand is even more dazzling. A pair of slender hands are as flawless as white jade, and the shadows of the palms are scattered like falling flowers.

Falling Flower Profound Jade Palm!

Huangjie is a high-level martial arts, and he can cut gold and jade when he has mastered it.

However, Shen Qianer not only practiced, but also practiced the Great Perfection. The palm shadows in the sky are like flying petals, crystal clear, but Duan Fei knows that every seemingly beautiful flower contains deadly murderous intent.

Dozens of palm shadows are arranged in the air, forming a huge jade palm that covers the sky.

"This is the power!" Many disciples exclaimed.

The sword has a sword power, and of course the palm also has a palm power. All martial arts practice to perfection will form a power. Any martial arts that form a power are extremely powerful.

"Is this the strength of the four heroes of the outer sect? It's really terrifying!"

The disciples in the stands exclaimed, and even some elders looked carefully.

Duan Fei's face was solemn, and he kept walking around the ring. His movement is very elegant, and he always passes through the layers of palm shadows unscathed.

The white clothes fluttered in the wind, leaving behind afterimages in the void.

This is a very advanced footwork, and Luo Yi is like a beginner compared to him. Lin Xuan stared at Duan Fei's figure, constantly confirming with his footwork.

In the end, he was surprised to find that Duan Fei's footwork seemed to have exceeded the perfect state, reaching a level of mystery and mystery.

He carefully realized that a pair of star-like eyes were coming more and more. At that moment, his heart was particularly empty, and he realized something beyond the footwork itself.

At this moment, the battle situation on the ring suddenly changed.

The Profound Jade Palm in the sky slammed down, like a world-destroying big hand seal, covering the ring.

Boom!

A palm fell, the ground trembled, and the roar shook the disciples in the front row pale and trembling.

The gravel flew around, leaving a deep palm print in the center of the ring, bottomless, and Duan Fei also disappeared.

"In the sky!" Some disciples exclaimed.

In the sky, Duan Fei jumped high, stepped in the air, and performed a short glide.

"Damn! What kind of footwork is this, and it can stay in the air for a short time!" Everyone stood up excitedly, looking stunned.

Even Shangguan Liuyun, who had been meditating all the year round, opened his eyes, and his dark eyes stared at the white figure in the sky, with a stream of light flashing in his eyes.

On the golden stand, the elders also exclaimed again and again, and their admiration was undisguised.

"I can't believe that besides Shangguan Liuyun, there is such a talented young man. I'm afraid that in terms of movement, no one in this outer sect can beat him?" Elder Li said with a smile.

"Yeah, this time there are two seed-level disciples. It seems that my Xuantian Sect is going to be very happy!" The other elders also laughed.

Above the sky, Duan Fei stepped out for seven consecutive steps, leaving a streamer in the air. At the same time, he did not know when a long sword appeared in his hand, the sword glow was shining, and the sword energy was soaring to the sky.

White Feather Sword!

In the sky, countless sword lights seemed to have turned into white feathers, roaring towards the ring.

Each one is lifelike and as sharp as a knife.

Shen Qian'er also let out a coquettish cry, a pair of jade palms glowed with blue light, and the palm shadows in the sky collided with the white feathers, making a clanging sound.

The two fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds, and the exquisite moves in their hands emerged one after another, which was amazing.

On the entire No. 2 arena, there are large and small pits, and no place is complete.

In the end, it was Duan Fei who came out on top with his ghostly movement and won the game.

When the two stepped off the stage, there were thunderous applause and countless shouts from the stands, and everyone was like crazy, roaring with all their strength.

This is the most thrilling game since the opening, there is no instant kill, there is no complete abuse, the two are of equal strength, and it is natural to fight well.

The cheering continued for a long time before it stopped, and the referee announced the next game.

Jiang Yulong vs Wang Meng.

The whole scene can be said to be one-sided. Jiang Yulong slashed three swords in a row, and each sword was like a fire dragon. The terrifying high temperature caused many people to change color.

"This is fire attribute spiritual power!" An elder exclaimed, "He actually condensed the attribute!"

It is no wonder that the elders were surprised. After the ordinary disciples entered the inner door and learned the Xuanjie exercises, they could condense attribute spiritual power, while almost no one in the outer door condensed it. Even Shangguan Liuyun and the others did not show it. Of course, this may also be that they deliberately concealed their strength.

However, the ability to condense attribute spiritual power in the outer door is enough to show Jiang Yulong's talent.

Jiang Yulong's face was wild, his black hair fluttered, and his body was shrouded in fiery red aura, as if the god of fire had descended into the world.

Sanjian knocked the seventh-ranked opponent into the air, showing his strength.

"Shangguan, the number one this time will be mine!" Jiang Yulong pointed at Shangguan Liuyun with his flame sword, his voice full of confidence.

call!

Shangguan Liuyun opened his eyes again, like a sleeping beast, gradually waking up, his icy eyes turned into two purple awns and shot towards the ring.

Jiang Yulong was not afraid at all, and his eyes condensed two fire dragons, rushing towards Zimang.

boom!

The two collided in mid-air, sparks shot everywhere, and terrifying energy swept across the four directions.

"Dare to challenge Shangguan Liuyun, is it that the first outside sect has to change hands?"

"It's all condensed with attribute spiritual power, of course he is qualified to challenge, I really look forward to their battle!"