Inverse Sword God

Lin Xuan's table was full of training resources such as weapons and medicinal pills.

He looked at Fan Chong with strange eyes, holding back the smile on his face. He really could not have imagined that the most powerful core disciple on the spot would come to please him now.

"Lin, Junior Brother Lin, I have offended you a lot in the past. I hope you don't take it to heart." Fan Chong rubbed his hands awkwardly. If it wasn't for the blood test, he wouldn't have said these words if he was killed.

"Since senior brother is so sincere, let's forget about the past." Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"That's great!" Fan Chong's face brightened, "I heard that Junior Brother Lin is going to challenge the core disciple, I don't know..."

"So that's what happened!" Lin Xuan saw Fan Chong's expression and immediately understood that he was afraid of losing his position as a core disciple.

"I've already thought about who I want to challenge." Lin Xuan deliberately set his eyes on Fan Chong.

Seeing Lin Xuan's gaze, Fan Chong's heart suddenly swayed again. He asked with a bitter face, "Who is it? Could it be me?"

"What a coincidence!" Lin Xuan laughed, "It's really not you!"

call! Fan Chong breathed a sigh of relief like a deflated ball.

"I don't know which Junior Brother Lin is going to challenge. I don't dare to say anything else. I still know a little bit about the core disciples." Fan Chong patted his chest and said.

Lin Xuan was slightly overjoyed. He just wanted to find someone to know about it. Fan Chong was the perfect fit.

"How much do you know about fifth and seventh?" Lin Xuan asked.

Fan Chong looked at Lin Xuan in surprise. He didn't expect him to challenge the two of them. This was something that had never happened before. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something, and his face became more frightened.

"Isn't the fifth and seventh Elder Xue's disciples? I heard that there was a conflict between Lin Xuan and Elder Xue, and now it seems to be true!" Fan Chong felt a bit of luck in his heart, "Fortunately, I have the foresight to come over ahead of time to make clear the grievances, otherwise I am afraid this guy will challenge me."

Thinking that he would almost lose his identity as a core disciple, Fan Chong was afraid for a while.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Chong said in a deep voice: "The seventh disciple is called Dong Ying. He is known for his speed. He has practiced the advanced martial arts of the Xuan-order without shadow steps, and he also has a high-level leg technique, the ghost lion."

"The fifth-ranked disciple is Zhao Zhicheng, a body-refining martial artist. He has cultivated the martial arts iron body art of Xuan-level masters. His body is extremely powerful and cannot be penetrated by swords."

"Both of them have the cultivation base of the ninth-order peak of Condensation Pulse, which should not be underestimated."

Lin Xuan asked other core disciples some questions, and then sent Fan Chong away.

Having mastered the characteristics and exercises of the two, Lin Xuan had greater confidence in his heart.

Two days later, Lin Xuan dispatched.

In Xuantian Sect, the mountains are beautiful, and many places have pavilions. In one of the pavilions, a slightly dark-skinned teenager was surrounded by a group of boys and girls, saying something arrogantly.

At this moment, a clear voice came: "Are you Dong Ying?"

The proud young man's face froze, his eyes swept around quickly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who? Get out!"

"Hmph, I'm not short-tempered, I don't know how strong my strength is?" The voice echoed around like a breeze, "See you at the challenge stage!"

The voice fell, and a branch flew out and floated into the pavilion. When the belt was about to fall, the leaves on the branches suddenly vibrated, like countless small fish, rushing out quickly and nailing them to the stone pillar.

The green leaves just form two words: Lin Xuan!

"Lin Xuan! He's going to challenge Senior Brother Dong!" The group of teenagers exclaimed, and then quickly looked at the black-faced teenager, only to see the latter frown deeply.

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Xuan Tianzong, Inner Sect Challenge Stage.

Lin Xuan wore a black shirt and stood quietly on the stage.

The news has been released, and more and more people rushed here, including many core disciples. After all, this is a competition to challenge core disciples, and the results have a great impact.

Among them, Tang Yi, who ranked third, and Xiang Chen, who ranked fourth, came to the scene in advance.

However, more and more people came. In the end, except for the first two, almost all the core disciples came. The fifth ranked Zhao Zhicheng was also surrounded by a group of people and stood aside.

Lin Xuan glanced at Zhao Zhicheng and smiled softly: "Dong Ying hasn't come yet, why don't you come up and accompany me to practice first, anyway, it's a matter of time."

His tone was very relaxed, and he didn't put the two of them in his eyes at all, but when these words fell into the ears of everyone, it caused a thousand waves.

"What? I heard right, he actually provokes Zhao Zhicheng? Isn't he going to compete with Dong Ying?"

"Does he want to challenge together?"

Thinking of this, the disciples sighed and said, "This is too crazy!"

It's not that you can't continue to challenge, but in fact, almost no one will do this, because after one challenge, you basically have no strength, where can you go to the second game!

"Boy, just blow it, don't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue!"

"Looking for death, this is simply courting death! I can't bear it anymore!" Many disciples who supported Zhao Zhicheng shouted, most of them taunting Lin Xuan.

After all, he is a core disciple, and he has quite a few younger brothers.

"You don't need Senior Brother Zhao to do anything, I can take care of you alone!" A figure in the distance came quickly.

It was as if a purple cloud was floating in the air, and the man's feet did not touch the ground, and he stepped in the air, as if walking in the sky. But everyone knows that this is not flying, but a practice of Qinggong to an extremely advanced level.

In an instant, this figure landed on the ring and won a lot of applause.

"Okay, so pretty!"

"Takong, this is Takong! It's too shocking!" Many disciples shouted, screaming again and again.

Of course, it is Dong Ying who can have such a light skill. He fell onto the ring in a dashing manner and looked down at Lin Xuan: "Boy, dare to challenge me, you are doomed!"

"Last time, you dared to contradict my master in public, let's see how I deal with you!" Dong Ying's eyes flashed with cold light, like a poisonous snake.

"Stop talking nonsense, come here and die!" Lin Xuan was like a peerless king, with black hair fluttering, eyes like electricity, and a sharp aura permeated his body.

"Looking for death!" Dong Ying shouted angrily, stepping on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body suddenly disappeared.

"So fast!" Many inner disciples couldn't see Dong Ying's movements at all, and only a few disciples with advanced cultivation and core disciples could observe the situation in the field.

Lin Xuan's eyes flickered, and an orange light flashed in his eyes. Zi Lingtong was backed by a powerful soul force, so he could clearly see all illusions, and of course Dong Ying's movements.

In his eyes, Dong Ying's movements were extremely clear. Under the influence of Zi Lingtong, the movements in Yin's eyes were much slower, as if in slow motion.

The footsteps seemed to move three steps back, and Lin Xuan looked calm.

The next moment, there was a strong wind noise where he was standing, and Dong Ying's figure appeared.

"Hey, did you escape?" Dong Ying was stunned, and then disappeared again.

"Impossible, he must be hoodwinked! hoodwinked!"

"Brother Dong, come on, kick him to death!"

Below, a group of younger brothers shouted, as if Dong Ying had already won.

The orange light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, the corners of his mouth raised again, and Dong Ying's proud movement was completely exposed in his eyes.

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