Inverse Sword God

The changes on the light curtain made all the warriors excited. After all, most of them had been betting on Qi Jue Victory. Now, seeing this scene, they were naturally happy.

In the virtual space, Lin Xuan's face was gloomy. He had calmed down from the initial surprise, but the actions of the Ling family made it difficult for him to accept.

As a manager, he couldn't even do the least fair, and Lin Xuan felt chilled about it.

However, it is impossible for him to admit defeat. As a swordsman, Ning Zhe is not bent. If you face this threat, you will bow your head, then talk about martial arts and sword intent.

On the opposite side, Qi Jue had a sinister smile on his face, and the purple sword glow was like a wave, one knife was stronger than another.

"No one can control my will, I will smash everything with the long sword in my hand!" Lin Xuan's heart was firm, and his eyes shone with terrifying light.

"Thunder Fury!"

A sword stabbed out, golden rays of light attacked in all directions, a series of thunderstorms sounded in the air, and golden electric arcs all over the sky rushed towards Qijue.

"The seventh form of the absolute sword!" Qi Jue gritted his teeth to stimulate the spiritual power in his body, and the two-zhang-long sword light suddenly changed from one to three, forming a fan-shaped attack.

Boom!

With the deafening sound, Lin Xuan's long sword easily pierced the purple sword light, and then slammed into Qi Jue.

"No!" Qi Jue screamed and flew out like a kite. Then he fell to the ground in a woeful manner, the clothes on his chest were completely rotten, and there was a sword mark on his chest, penetrating three points into the flesh.

Although it was not a real body, Qi Jue still felt a piercing pain, and he felt that the power of this body was rapidly disappearing.

"Am I going to lose? No, how could I lose to a sixth-order Pulse Condensate kid!" Qi Jue's eyes had a hint of madness, he stood up with difficulty, and raised the long knife in his hand again.

"Just let you see, the last style of my eight extreme swords, absolutely no kills!"

The robe on his body was automatic without wind, and the purple awns on the long knife all got into the knife body. The next moment, a hazy long knife phantom appeared in front of him.

"This knife, almost no one in the same rank can do it, and you are no exception!" Qi Jue's face was pale.

Then, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he swung the knife.

The void seemed to be torn apart, countless gusts of wind reversed, and a huge sword shadow over three feet long slashed towards Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan let out a long whistle, and instead of retreating, he advanced. His entire right arm and long sword turned pale golden, and the tiny golden arcs on it kept beating.

However, when he wanted to make a move, a majestic voice sounded in his ears again.

"The ignorant junior, dare to resist my will, I said that if you lose, you must lose!"

The words fell, and the long sword in Lin Xuan's hand snapped, leaving only a small half of the sword body and hilt.

In front of everyone, it was impossible for the manager to take action directly, but it was still possible to do a little damage. Lin Xuan's broken sword was exactly what he did.

However, this change surprised everyone.

Ling Ze laughed wantonly, he knew that Lin Xuan had completely angered the manager, and there was no chance of winning at all.

Qi Jue looked crazy: "Haha, even God is helping me, you can die in peace!"

Lin Xuan looked at Duanjian, and there seemed to be anger burning in his heart. Inexplicably, he suddenly remembered the mysterious figure he saw in the magic pit.

Arrogant, debauched, and destroying the most powerful enemies in the world while talking and laughing.

At this moment, Lin Xuan seemed to understand a little, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Even if you broke my sword, it would not change my will. My sword is with my heart.

The golden electric current did not disappear, but followed the broken sword, automatically forming a golden lightning sword.

"Feel Leiqie's fear!" Lin Xuan's figure rioted, like a golden flash between heaven and earth. The sharp lightning sword cut through the huge shadow of the blade, and with the momentum of destroying everything, cut off Qi Jue's body in half.

thump!

The long knife fell to the ground, and the two bodies fell to the ground, turning into white light and dispersing.

Lin Xuan, on the other hand, raised his sword to the sky, with a high fighting spirit in his heart.

The lightning-fast sword was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone. After a long time, these warriors calmed down and exclaimed again.

"Why is Lin Xuan still here, shouldn't he be teleported out?"

"Why does he want to point his sword at the sky, is there an enemy?" These warriors were discussing for a while.

Lin Xuan's muscles were tense, as if he could take action at any time, he was watching out for the managers here. Fortunately, the manager did not dare to make a big deal of the matter, and after a moment of silence, he sent Lin Xuan out.

With a flash of light, Lin Xuan's figure disappeared from everyone's eyes.

The next moment, his body in the formation trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he had a feeling that he fell from the seventh-order condensing pulse to the sixth-order condensing pulse, and this gap made him feel unreal.

Fortunately, he was determined and quickly adapted to this gap. Running the longevity formula slightly, the spiritual power in the body runs smoothly, and the golden sword intent seed emits a little light, and he feels that the fusion between him and the sword intent seed is closer.

It seems that this game has brought me a lot of benefits. Lin Xuan smiled indifferently. He not only tried the seventh-order Pulse Condensation power in advance, but also gained a new understanding of kendo.

"It seems that after I go back, I need to have a good understanding." Lin Xuan decided to retreat for a while.

Of course, before that, he still has something to do, and that is to receive the spiritual stone he got. In this match, the odds are 1 to 10. At the beginning, he bet 3,000 Spirit Stones, and now he can get 30,000 Spirit Stones.

Thirty thousand spirit stones, but a very large sum, Lin Xuan wanted to laugh when he imagined it.

Boom!

The stone door slowly opened, and Lin Xuan walked out.

Luo Qingshan had been waiting outside for a long time, and he naturally saw what was happening on the light curtain, so he was particularly worried.

"Are you all right?" Luo Qingshan asked.

"Let's go, go get the spirit stone." Lin Xuan walked towards the stairs with a smile, as if he was nothing.

The two walked out side by side and reappeared in the hall on the first floor of the basement.

The gazes of many warriors looking at Lin Xuan changed. What this young man did was completely beyond their expectations. Ling Ze, on the other hand, looked at Lin Xuan with gloomy eyes.

"After he goes out, find a place where no one else will do him!" Ling Ze whispered to the black-clothed warrior beside him.

"Don't worry, Young Master Ling." A martial artist of the sixth rank of condensing pulse could not escape my palm at all. The black-clothed martial artist sneered.

Lin Xuan and others received the spirit stone, and after talking with Luo Qingshan, they left the martial arts arena.

Ye Qing counted the spirit stones with a smile, and then smiled happily: "After you have so many spirit stones, you don't have to worry about going to the Tower of Cultivation."

The two walked to Xuan Tianzong's branch in Yunlan City, rented two Swift Eagles, and flew towards Xuan Tianzong.

When the two flew out of Yunlan City, a black figure, riding a black strange bird more than two meters long, quietly followed.