Inverse Sword God

A sudden slap blocked Lin Xuan's retreat.

The red palm print, like a bright red sun, exudes light, and a mighty energy is pressed down like a mountain.

With the phantom thunder step, Lin Xuan couldn't dodge this palm either.

"I can only use this trick." Lin Xuan's eyes flickered, he wanted to use a trick that he practiced every day but rarely used.

"Flying Stars!"

One person and one sword, turned into a stream of light, like a falling star, dazzling.

laugh! Bang!

The air exploded, as if it was split in half, and it seemed as if a vacuum was formed in a radius of five feet.

The light flashed, and the two figures appeared.

From the arm to the chest, the black-clothed warrior has a scarlet sword mark, the flesh is rolled up, and the bones can be vaguely seen.

Lin Xuan's sword almost split him.

The man in black had a twisted face and a hint of panic in his eyes. He was once again startled by the young man in front of him. This time he used all his strength, but his injuries were heavier than the last time!

If this goes on, even if he can kill Lin Xuan, he will be seriously injured and killed. Facing this quiet young man, he actually had a hint of retreat in his heart.

Lin Xuan was also not feeling well. Although he successfully stabbed the man in black with that sword, he was also hit by the fiery red palm, and many ribs were broken on his chest, and he suffered serious internal injuries.

This was the first time he felt the threat of death.

Lin Xuan resisted and stood up. The long sword in his hand pointed at the black-clothed warrior again. At this time, he could not show weakness, he had to be strong to the end and shock the enemy. Otherwise, the black-clothed warrior on the opposite side is likely to attack again.

Sure enough, seeing Lin Xuan's long sword, the black-clothed warrior subconsciously took two steps back.

"Fear?" Lin Xuan laughed. He saw fear in the eyes of a black-clothed warrior. A warrior with an eighth-order pulse would be afraid of a kid with a sixth-order pulse. I'm afraid no one would believe it, but it really happened in the black. on the clothes.

Seeing Lin Xuan's ridicule, the black-clothed warrior was extremely annoyed. He also discovered his fear, but compared to his own life, everything seemed unimportant.

But Lin Xuan obviously didn't want to let him go. If he went back and attracted stronger enemies, he would really be dead.

"Don't be delusional, I won't give you a chance to escape." Lin Xuan's body was trembling, but his eyes were as bright as stars, and the aura on his body was like a peerless sword being unsheathed.

The man in black's pupils suddenly locked, he was surprised by Lin Xuan's decision, and even more shocked by the momentum on his body.

This kind of momentum, like a peerless cold glow, made his heart tremble.

"Jian Shi! And it's far from entry-level!" The man in black lost a trace of fighting intent, and he trembled like a frightened kitten.

The young man in front of him is like a mystery, making it impossible to see through. First, his cultivation soared, and he cut off his arm with a sword. Under his full-strength attack, he made a stunning sword. Finally, he even sent out a sword stance that was close to Xiaocheng.

"Escape!" This was the only thought of the black-clothed warrior.

Lin Xuan slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword intent seed in his body was like a golden sun, shining brightly.

Raise your hand and draw your sword.

The man in black stepped back in despair. He found that what Lin Xuan swung was not a long sword at all, but a divine thunder that descended from the Nine Heavens, penetrating the heavens and the earth, killing everything.

"Ah!" With a scream, the black-clothed warrior fell to the ground with a sword in his brow, with boundless fear.

Lin Xuan stuck his long sword on the ground and couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of blood. He walked to the black-robed warrior with difficulty and took off his storage ring.

This battle was the most thrilling battle he had ever experienced since he practiced martial arts. All his cards were exhausted, and this was the only way to kill the black-clothed warrior with difficulty.

"Is this the strength of the eighth rank of Ningmai?" Lin Xuan couldn't help but think of Zhang Qian. As an elite disciple of the sect, I am afraid that Zhang Qian's strength is much stronger than that of a black-clothed warrior.

"But I have the seeds of sword intent. As long as I can understand 10% of it, killing Zhang Qian is not a problem." Lin Xuan did not have any fear, but had a trace of expectation. Only a stronger opponent can make him grow quickly.

Putting away the long sword, Lin Xuan took out a few healing pills, then found a safe place and recovered silently.

The longevity formula in the body runs rapidly, and the seven spiritual veins vibrate together, quickly repairing the wounds in the body.

Time flies, day by day.

In Yunlan City, Ling Ze walked anxiously. The man in black he sent had been gone for a whole day, and there was no news yet, which made him uneasy.

"What am I worried about, how could a boy with a sixth-order pulse condensate escape?" Ling Ze comforted himself.

But as time went on, the unease in his heart became stronger: "Did that kid really escape?"

From beginning to end, he never thought about the killing of the man in black, because in his opinion, this was simply impossible.

"Forget it, go back to the sect and see." Ling Ze finally couldn't ignore it. He chose to return to the Xuantian sect to check on Lin Xuan's situation.

Half a day later, a ten-zhang-long monster bird flew in the direction of Xuan Tianzong with Ling Ze and two black-clothed warriors.

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In the forest, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes. The injury in his body had already healed by seven or eight points, and even the broken bones were repaired by the operation of the longevity formula and returned to normal.

This made him have to marvel at the magic of the Longevity Art once again. Among the exercises he knew, there was no one that was comparable to the Longevity Art.

Next, Lin Xuan did not leave immediately, but recalled yesterday's battle and summed up his experience.

"The thunder and lightning sword is close to Xiaocheng, and its power is unimaginable, but the thunder and lightning swordsmanship is a little behind, and it can't keep up with my strength." Lin Xuan pondered, when he was at the outer door, the thunder and lightning swordsmanship was his main attack method, but With the improvement of his cultivation, the incomplete Thunder Sword Technique can no longer satisfy him.

"The Phantom Thunderbolt needs to be further strengthened. The Flying Star is still the last resort to save life." Lin Xuan thought about it and found that he had too few trump cards.

"When I go back this time, I need to choose a few martial arts and improve it comprehensively." Lin Xuan touched his chin, but before that, he still had an idea.

Now his internal spiritual power is lightning attribute, which was specially converted to cooperate with lightning swordsmanship, but now with the thunder and lightning sword intent seeds, his lightning attribute spiritual power seems a bit redundant.

Moreover, he felt that the greatest advantage of the Longevity Art was the ability to combine all attributes and terrifying recovery, which he had already realized in the process of healing.

"Is it possible to transfer all the lightning properties in the body to the Sword Intent Seed, so that the spiritual power in the body returns to its normal non-attribute?" Lin Xuan had an idea and started to try.

First of all, he motivated the Sword Intent Seed and let him send out the coercion of nine days of thunder to see if he could attract the thunder and lightning in his body.

The next moment, an amazing change took place in his body.