Inverse Sword God

However, in the quiet old house, there is a person sitting.

This silhouette looks a bit lonely sitting in the moonlight.

However, if you look closely, it seems that you can find a different kind of breath.

Moreover, one after another icy rays of light spread out from time to time below.

The rays of light are sharp, like cold ice, the soul of the stinging person is aching.

This silhouette is naturally Xiao Li. At this moment, he is slowly wiping the long knife in his hand.

The long knife is jet black and simple in appearance. It looks like an ordinary sword at a glance, nothing special.

However, Xiao Lis expression is very careful, as if facing the most precious treasure between Heaven and Earth. His movements are very light and soft, and he wipes every part of the long knife abnormally. clean.

For him, this black sword is his life.

Lin Xuan flew all the way, and finally came to the top of the castle. He saw Xiao Li below, and he didn’t make a sound, but watched quietly.

This is a kind of respect for Xiao Li. As a swordsman, he also knows the importance of weapons to a martial artist.

Especially martial artists such as swordsmen and Sabrewielder regard them as life.

Moreover, he often wipes the Wind Shadow Sword and Starscar Sword. At this time, his heart is very calm, so he knows that Xiao Li at this time can’t be disturbed.

Lin Xuan landed slowly, like a cloud, floating lightly in the ancient house.

Xiao Li didn’t look back, he was still slowly wiping the jet black long knife. With his strength, Lin Xuan should have been discovered already, but he didn’t seem to know it.

Time flows, and an hour has passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Xiao Li has been wiping his jet black long knife silently, but Lin Xuan stood quietly like a statue.

He didn’t speak, he didn’t even move.

When Xiao Li wiped the last time, he held the long knife in his hand tightly.

Afterwards, his whole personality changed. It was no longer the previous loneliness, but replaced by a cold sharpness.

His whole person is like a blade, and he is extremely sharp.

“Come on, I will go all out for this battle!”

Xiao Li knows that he and Lin Xuan are not familiar with each other, and the other party can wait for an hour quietly, sure I want to fight him.

“Okay!”

Lin Xuan said solemnly, and then drew out the wind shadow sword on his waist.

A more fierce and fierce aura gushed out, flooding the ancient house all around.

Four eyes are facing each other, like blade light and sword shadows, which makes the entire void emit the sound of ka ka.

“We will win and lose!”

Xiao Li said, his voice was cold, like a blade.

Lin Xuan heart startled, and then slowly nodded.

No matter what method the opponent takes, he will not lose.

One move points out the outcome, which seems to be a fantasy story to other martial artists, but for the swordsman Sabrewielder, one move is enough.

The two confronted each other, and the imposing manner continued to climb, standing in the ancient house like Divine Sword heavenly blade.

Around the two of them, there are countless small blade light and sword shadows, forming a special area.

That power is terrifying, even if the Venerable Half-step enters, he will be strangled immediately.

Although the two did not make a move, that aura already made people tremble.

However, the breath did not stop at all, it still climbed rapidly.

Lin Xuan is very cautious, he must use his full strength this move.

Countless sword energy condenses behind him, a true dragon phantom roar towards the sky.

The voice is low and desolate, full of power, letting the air above explode.

In front of him, a long sword illusory shadow appeared.

The dragon head and sword body, although a bit dim, are full of shocking power.

On the other side, Xiao Li’s pupils shrank sharply, and he naturally felt the pressure brought by the dragon head long sword.

loudly shouts, he also displayed the prototype of Martial Spirit.

His Martial Spirit is naturally a long Blade Martial Spirit. The prototype of the blade soul and the black long knife in his hand are unified, making Xiao Li’s imposing manner grow again.

The jet-black long knife, which seems simple and unpretentious, is like a black jade at the moment, emitting crystal rays of light, and a sharp breath of shock comes out from it.

Two young people, but exuding a terrifying power comparable to other Venerable Level, if someone is here, they will definitely startled to fall the chin.

Because the aura of these two people is too strong, they can even fight the Venerable.

Lin Xuan was also shocked in his heart. He guessed it was correct. Xiao Lie’s strength is absolutely powerful. I am afraid that it is also the existence of cream of the crop in Heaven’s Chosen.

For example, his breath is even stronger than Yan Chitian!

I am afraid that the other party is only one step away from the real Martial Spirit.

This is a very powerful opponent. Lin Xuan believes that the winner of this battle will definitely be able to quickly condense the real Martial Spirit.

So, this time he must win.

The two confronted each other, looking for each others weak spot, and preparing for a critical strike.

They put all their energy on each other, and there is no extra power to probe the surrounding situation.

At this moment, above the ancient house, another one silhouette flashed quickly.

This silhouette is shrouded in black mist. It was like a ghost, without a trace of breath.

His eyes are cold, staring at Lin Xuan’s silhouette, like a veteran hunter staring at his prey.

He is also waiting, waiting for the best time to shoot.

Below, Lin Xuan is tall and straight, full of Sword Soul breath. At this moment, he has elevated Essence, Qi, and Spirit to the highest level.

This is the best time for him to shoot. If he misses it, it will take a long time to wait.

As a swordsman, you will never hesitate when you make a shot, so at the next moment, Lin Xuan held the long sword in the shape of a dragon and pierced it quickly.

However, at the moment he moved, the black clothed person in the dark smiled silently, and a black long spear appeared in his hand, and he quickly threw it out.

This long spear is black all over, different from the jet black of Xiao Li’s long knife. This black is a kind of death, a cold color, as if there is endless resentment mixed in it.

Like a ghost of lightning, this spear is reaching its extreme.

The void shattered and numerous cracks appeared, and the long spear instantly came behind Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan was originally highly concentrated and put all his energy on Xiao Li, but he didn’t expect a fatal danger suddenly came from behind him.

This made his heart feel a little bit, and his whole body was tense.

At the critical moment, he gave up Xiao Li and fully resisted the fatal blow behind him.

In an instant, a layer of bright red armor appeared on him, forming the strongest defense. At the same time, the dragon-shaped long sword swings backwards, and the sword glow shines in all directions as if it were a god training.

Like three thousand thunders, rushing towards the rear.

However, he still underestimated the fatal danger.

Dark black long spear, gloomy ghost qi exuded all over, like a Netherworld River, rushing fast.

On top of it, there are countless screams of ghosts, turning the surroundings into Hell Yellow Springs.

Dang!

Lin Xuan’s long sword hit the spear head, causing it to deviate from the direction, but the long spear still stabbed him.

next moment, long spear runs through his body.