Inverse Sword God

Clang!

With a soft sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sharp light of the sword shone in all directions.

With a casual blow, the killing intent swayed like a water pattern, the purple sword glowed into the sky, pierced the void, and slashed at Lin Xuan with a fierce attitude.

Just one draw of a knife, yet so powerful.

"So strong!"

"As expected of the ten-game winning streak!"

In the hall, those warriors were amazed when they saw Qi Jue's hand.

Looking at the condensed level of Daomang, it has already reached the seventh-order peak of condensing pulse, and I am afraid that this will break through soon. Some warriors of the eighth order of condensing pulse also have solemn expressions, and the potential of Qi Jue is enough to attract their attention.

"Humph! This Lin Xuan is absolutely dead!" Ling Ze's eyes shone with anticipation.

"Hey, if there is no accident, this warrior named Lin Xuan may not be able to escape this trick." Some warriors regretted that, after all, it was difficult to adapt in a short time to the power of the seventh-order condensing pulse.

After Lin Xuan saw this move, his pupils shrank sharply. He quickly performed the phantom thunder footwork, and his figure became like a dream, and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

laugh!

The purple sword light flashed, but it only slashed an afterimage.

"Huh? You escaped?" In the hall, many warriors were surprised, and even Qi Jue himself was greatly surprised.

They don't know that Lin Xuan has precise control. Although his power has skyrocketed a lot, under his control, he can definitely exert it perfectly.

"What a brilliant footwork!" Luo Qingshan's eyes flashed when he saw Lin Xuan's footwork. It seemed that it should be Xuanjie martial arts.

Lin Xuan's movement is really fast, but Qijue's sword is not slow, and he can maintain a ten-game winning streak, which naturally has his advantages.

"Eight Absolute Swordsmanship!" Qi Jue felt ashamed of his miss just now. He didn't want to spend any more time with Lin Xuan, so he was good at swordsmanship as soon as he made a move.

"Appeared, the eight absolute knives! Qi Jue is sure to win!" Some warriors who supported Qi Jue were excited.

The purple sword light lit up, and a lavender sword aura of more than two feet long extended from the long sword, and there was a dull whistling sound wherever it passed.

Lin Xuan swept across with a sword, and above the sword body was covered with pale golden electric arcs. A chaotic and violent aura spread out, swiftly like electricity, and hit the purple sword light.

Swords clashed, the violent collision of energy made the air tremble, the tables and chairs on both sides shattered, and a terrifying crack was cut out on the ground.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light is soaring to the sky.

Qi Jue didn't let up at all. He felt that the long knife in his hand was being dissolved by a strange force, and the long knife that was originally slashing at Lin Xuan was abruptly deviated by three points.

"How is that possible?" Qi Jue's face changed drastically, Lin Xuan could dodge his first strike, after all, he was just a test move. However, now that he has displayed the eight extreme swordsmanship styles, he still cannot gain the upper hand, which makes it difficult for him to accept.

"No, how could he master the power of the seventh-order Pulse Condensation so quickly?" Did he hide his strength? Qi Jue thought of a more important question.

But Lin Xuan obviously won't give him the answer. Now that Lin Xuan can use the power of the seventh-order condensate pulse, don't mention how happy he is. Stormwind.

"The power of the seventh-order condensing meridian is really strong, and the power of the seven spiritual meridians has stronger explosive power and stamina, but this power is also more difficult to control." Lin Xuan kept analyzing in his heart, after all, there is one more spiritual meridian. There are some things he needs to study carefully.

"If I can fully grasp the power of the seventh-order Pulse Condensation in this spiritual space, I can directly swallow the Spirit Gathering Pill after I go out." Lin Xuan felt a faint excitement in his heart.

He also has an elixir in his hand that can directly raise a realm. If he can master the power of the seventh-order pulse coagulation, and then use this elixir to advance, then he can stabilize at the seventh-order pulse in the shortest time without worrying about it. any side effects.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's offensive quickened a bit.

This scene shocked all the warriors watching the game.

"What? He actually pressed Qi Jue? I read it right!"

"Impossible? It's absolutely impossible!"

Ling Ze's face also lost his calmness. He stood up straight, clenched his fists tightly, and stared at the light curtain without moving.

"Damn, who can tell me what's going on!"

"Master, it is possible that this kid is hiding his strength," said the black-robed warrior beside him.

"Hidden strength?" Ling Ze's face darkened after hearing this, "Damn, I said why he is so confident, so he hides his strength!"

"Junior Brother Lin, great work!" Not far away, Ye Qing cheered.

When the voice reached Ling Ze's ears, it made him even more angry.

"They must have designed it." Ling Ze seemed to have thought of something, "It must have been designed to win my spirit stone!"

Thinking of 10,000 spirit stones, Ling Ze's face was aching. Back then, he was 100% sure that he dared to bet 10,000 spirit stones.

"It's not that easy to win my spirit stone!" Ling Ze summoned a black-clothed warrior and whispered, "Go tell the fifth master and let him find a way to control the result of the game, no matter what, we must not let Lin Xuan wins!"

The black-clothed warrior got the order and left quietly...

In the mental space, Qi Jue was very aggrieved, he was completely restrained, and was even led by Lin Xuan's nose. Thinking of being defeated by a sixth-order martial artist under the watchful eyes of everyone, he had the urge to hit him to death.

On the opposite side, Lin Xuan looked calm, and the long sword in his hand was very stable. He did not seek a quick victory, but just attacked at his own pace step by step.

However, the next moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Contestant No. 9, I am the manager of this space. For this game, I hope you can take the initiative to lose."

"What?" Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and the offensive in his hand stopped instantly, but he immediately calmed down and stabbed his long sword again.

However, this subtle flaw was caught by Qi Jue and immediately counterattacked. He was originally a powerful warrior, otherwise he would not have won ten consecutive victories.

Qi Jue succeeded in one move, the spiritual power on his body was prosperous, and he used all his strength to display the eight extreme swords. The purple sword light was incomparably mighty, attacking Lin Xuan from all directions.

Under this kind of strong attack, Lin Xuan had no good way. He could only keep the sword light within three feet and take a defensive state.

This amazing change made the warriors in the hall scream, and their mood now seems to be moving forward in the waves, fluctuating.

"What's the matter, this Lin Xuan suddenly can't do it?" Some warriors wondered.

"It may be that the spiritual power in the body is not well controlled, resulting in the consumption of spiritual power too fast, after all, it is not the real realm!" Some masters of the eighth-order condensed pulse made a guess.

Only Ling Ze knew that his order worked.

"Lin Xuan, there is a huge Ling family behind me, what are you fighting against me!"

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