Inverse Sword God

All right.

Hearing is the only way, Lin Xuan can only nod his head,

He said: Then I will challenge and become the sword bearer.

You must not be careless.

Xu Tianding said: Wanting to become a sword holder is completely different from challenging a sword holder.

If you challenge the sword holder, you can directly use the dragon sword soul to confront him.

However, if you want to become a sword holder, you may not be able to use the power of the Great Dragon Sword.

After Lin Xuan heard this, he was also very surprised: What kind of test do you need to pass to become an obsessive?

You need to earn, the approval of all the swords here, but how exactly? We don't know.

You can only rely on yourself.

I see, let me try.

Although it sounds difficult, but after all, Lin Xuan agreed to these weapons, and must successfully bring out the Xuantian Slashing Spirit Sword.

Now we can only move on.

Lin Xuan walked forward and looked at the broken swords that had fallen to the ground and turned dark.

There was a piercing light in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "The sword bearer has been refusing to show up for so long. Maybe something has changed?"

Here, there is no sword bearer,

I, Lin Xuan, now want to challenge the identity of the sword holder and become a new sword holder.

Lin Xuan's voice spread in all directions,

As his voice fell, the surrounding swords shook violently.

A stream of sword energy rushed straight into the sky, turning into a world of swordsmanship, covering the world.

No good, go back.

Seeing this scene, Xutian Cauldron and Wan Yao Banner retreated into the distance.

They said: Boy, next, you can only rely on yourself, the challenge of the sword bearer, we can't help you.

When they retreated to the distance, the kendo world formed by the condensed countless sword qi fell directly and enveloped Lin Xuan.

The next moment, Lin Xuan felt countless sharp auras coming from the surroundings.

He felt that there are countless swordsmanship, some are as hot as fire, some are as cold as ice, some are as vast as the sea, and some are as fast as the wind.

Each kind of kendo is completely different, but each has its own characteristics.

Lin Xuan also became excited. To be honest, he really wanted to accept such a challenge.

As a swordsman, Lin Xuan wants to experience thousands of swordsmanship in order to forge his own unique swordsmanship.

Now is a good opportunity to hone him.

The rusty long swords around seemed to have come to life, emitting an incomparably bright light.

boom!

Suddenly, a ray of light flourished and turned into a blue storm, sweeping all directions.

A long sword flew out from under the earth, suspended between the sky and the earth.

This is a blue long sword with many gaps on it. It is obvious that it has gone through countless battles and has been broken.

At this moment, it is still blooming, its own brilliance.

Between the heaven and the earth, a faint phantom emerged, grabbed the blue long sword, and he stood holding the sword like an exiled immortal.

Although Lin Xuan couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he also knew that this person must have been a peerless sword fairy back then.

If you want to become a sword holder, you have to be recognized by these swords.

And wanting to be recognized is very simple, use the same swordsmanship as me and defeat me.

In front of that illusory figure, a deep voice suddenly came.

When Lin Xuan heard this, he was taken aback for a moment: Using the same sword technique to defeat the opponent is really unexpected!

It's just, how could he know the opponent's swordsmanship?

In front, the illusory figure said: My swordsmanship is only shown to you once, you have to see it clearly.

Fengshen swordsmanship is as swift as the wind.

That illusory figure suddenly made a move, and the long sword in his hand stabbed fiercely forward at a fast speed.

It turned into a storm all over the sky, sweeping the world.

Lin Xuan was startled, he wanted to make a move, but he stopped soon.

He widened his eyes and stared at the figure firmly.

He found that the opponent was not attacking him, but was using a sword technique on him.

And next, he will use this sword technique to defeat the opponent.

Fengshen swordsmanship, a total of seventy-nine forty-nine swords, each sword is extremely mysterious.

I'm afraid that other swordsmen, even the sword god, will be dumbfounded when they see it.

Once again, I am afraid that he can only remember the sword moves, and it is difficult to grasp the profound meaning in them.

And if it is difficult to control this profound meaning, it is impossible to defeat the opponent at all.

The figure in front gradually stopped, and the surrounding storm slowly disappeared.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes.

I have to say that this is a very challenging thing for any sword god.

Lin Xuan only felt his blood boiling, great, this is the battle he longed for.

Finally, Lin Xuan opened his eyes, looked at the illusory figure in front of him, and said: Please enlighten me.

In Lin Xuan's hand, the Immortal Execution Sword appeared, shining with piercing light.

Taking a deep breath, he did not release the aura of the dragon sword soul, but exerted all his immortal power to surround the Zhuxian sword.

Fast as the wind.

Lin Xuan took the lead, and a sword slashed out, and a bitter storm swept across.

Ling Xuan's sword was almost at its peak, and he was in front of the opponent in an instant.

Fast as the wind.

The illusory figure of the other party didn't seem to dodge, and urged the cyan sword to slash forward fiercely.

The two are the same moves, colliding between heaven and earth, a roaring sound resounds,

Both retreated separately.

This is not just a simple collision of moves, but also a collision of avenues.

Lin Xuan could only feel his qi and blood rolling: so powerful.

The wind is flying fast.

Lin Xuan's body suddenly became blurred, turned into a ray of morning light, and spun rapidly.

His sword, like a windmill, danced between the sky and the earth, and quickly moved forward, sweeping away.

The illusory figure in front of him was different from Lin Xuan's movements.

He tapped his toes, and his whole body spun like a spinning top.

And the sword in his hand seemed to become incomparably ethereal.

Willows blow with the wind.

The cyan divine sword, like a wicker, danced in the wind without any rules.

However, it perfectly blocked all of Lin Xuan's attacks.

An earth-shattering sound came, and the surrounding void kept breaking, with countless cracks all over it.

Lin Xuan's figure was blocked,

He swayed and rushed to the sky.

In a few steps, he came to the nine heavens, and the sword in his hand kept dancing.

Return with the wind.

Lin Xuan descended from the sky again, riding the long wind, descending like a fairy.

At this moment, he actually tore open the opponent's defense, and slashed at the opponent's sky spirit cover with a sword.

If this sword is hit, even if it is a phantom, it will be wiped out in an instant!

Blizzard kills.

That illusory phantom did not resist at all, but held the sword in both hands and pierced straight into the sky.

An endless storm appeared on him, and at the same time, within that storm, terrifying ice and snow appeared.

A sword pierced out, freezing the world, shattering everything, and beheading everything.

He gave up all defenses, this sword is completely attacking,

This style of play is simply crazy.

Even if Lin Xuan could stab the opponent, he might be hit by a sword and be seriously injured.