Inverse Sword God

This sword glow is very sudden, and the angle is tricky. What’s more, this person’s breath is the eighth stage of the veins.

“Junior Brother Lin, be careful!” Luo Qingshan had no time to stop, so he could only remind him loudly.

Lin Xuan glanced indifferently, the line of sight was like a sharp sword, piercing people’s hearts.

The disciple body trembled that was shot, and there was a hint of fear in my heart. But halfway through, he can only grit his teeth and continue to attack.

“hmph!” Lin Xuan slowly raised his hand, and the Hongyan Great Sword gently swung out, without even stimulating spirit strength.

“Haha, at this point of ability, dare to speak big words!” The group of looking for troubles laughed wildly.

On the side, Luo Qingshan also looks worried. Although he knows that Lin Xuan Sword Art is outstanding, but facing the martial artist of the eighth-order martial art, he does not need spirit strength, which is too much.

Lin Xuan expressionless, still waving long sword slowly.

However, this action fell into the eyes of the sneak attack’s discipline, but it was completely different.

What he saw was Lin Xuan’s back is a sword that is very discernible, that aura is like Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, it can crush a person to death with just a little breath.

“What is that? How could there be that kind of illusory shadow!” Sneak attack disciple’s heart was shaken, and he obviously felt resistance.

As Lin Xuan long sword fell, the pressure grew stronger and stronger, and finally broke out.

pu!

in midair, one silhouette vomits blood back, very embarrassed.

When the group of trouble-seeking disciplines saw this scene, their jaws almost fell off.

“What’s the matter? What happened, how did you get hurt?” These people ran over and asked everyone talking at once. They didn’t even see the mystery of Lin Xuan’s sword.

Luo Qingshan gave a wry smile next to him, he still underestimated this Junior Brother.

The sneak attack and vomiting discipline is look pale and cant tell anything. He has unspeakable bitter suffering. Could it be that he saw Lin Xuan behind him with a sword that was taller than a mountain ? I’m afraid everyone will look at him like an idiot.

Lin Xuan stood with a sword, the feeling just now was too strange. His sudden enlightenment not long ago to the sword attack with the sword just now were all related to his understanding of the sword intent seed all day long, and he felt that his integration with the sword intent seed had gone a step further.

“He must have used the demon method just now. Brothers took him down and handed him to the sect for interrogation!” said the group of trouble-seeking teenagers.

whiz whiz whiz!

On May 6th, the silhouette rose into the air and rushed towards Lin Xuan. His hands kept swaying fierce moves. Various rays of light enveloped Lin Xuan from all directions.

“strong wind scattering the last clouds!”

Lin Xuan’s face sank like water, he drew up the big sword from the ground, and struck out.

Above the tip of the sword, a ten-foot-high azure whirlwind whizzed out, fell to the ground and grew continuously, and quickly ran from one to three to the rising discipline.

Huh! call!

The surface of these azure whirlwinds is covered with cold light sparkling wind blades, swept away.

“Ah!” A scream rang out.

In midair’s five disciplines were all repelled by the whirlwind, and three of them were stabbed by the wind blade.

One sword repelled five people, and among them was the martial artist of the eighth rank. Lin Xuan’s performance can no longer be described as stunning, this is completely enchanting.

The group of trouble-seeking disciplines all looked at him with jealousy, with hatred in their eyes, but more of fear.

At this time, a discipline who has been standing in the distance without hands-on speaks: “You are Lin Xuan.”

Lin Xuan looked up and found the right chest of the other person. There are two long swords, fighting each other.

“Law Enforcement Group?” Lin Xuan frowned.

“You and Zhang Qian’s life and death duel sect have agreed, three days later, the life and death arena, one must be life and death.” After the law enforcement discipline finished, he found out a letter in his hand.

sou!

The thin letter, at this moment, seems to be sharper than a sword, it directly cut the air and slashed towards Lin Xuan.

Golden thunder and lightning appeared in Lin Xuan’s palm, and the crackle formed a small ball of light, covering the letter.

chi chi!

The sandalwood-colored letter cuts open the outermost golden lightning, and moves on with a chill.

However, more thunder and lightning surged out, and when I reached about one third, the letter was completely motionless, and it was lying quietly in Lin Xuan’s hands.

“Huh?” Law enforcement discipline lightly.

In the eyes of outsiders, he just shot it casually, but he himself knows that this blow contains a lot of his dark energy, even a martial artist of the eighth-order martial art might not be able to catch it.

“The cultivation base is at the seventh stage of Ningmai, but there is a battle strength of Ningmai eight. No wonder you dare to fight with Zhang Qian.” Law enforcement discipline whispered.

Lin Xuan squeezed the letter, his face sinking like water, three days later, it was more than ten days earlier than he expected.

“It seems that we need to consolidate the new understanding of sword intent.” Lin Xuan has no fear in his heart. As long as he completely masters the new understanding of the sword intent, his battle strength will immediately double.

Without staying at Yujian Cliff, Lin Xuan returned to his residence.

His golden sword intent within the body is a circle larger than before, and now his sword moves are almost the same as the formal power of the Small Accomplishment sword, which is tightly a sword intent. formidable power.

You must know that even if it is the Small Accomplishment sword, few people in the entire Profound Heaven Sect discipline can comprehend it. After all, this thing is too ethereal and requires a very high perception. Besides, not everyone wants Lin Xuan to be like this, and within the body can plant the seeds of sword intent.

With the sword intent seed, Lin Xuan only needs to slowly dig and cultivate it. As long as there is enough time, when the sword intent seed grows, he will naturally understand the sword intent.

All day long, he has been studying sword intent seeds.

2nd day, at dawn, Ye Qing came to knock on the door and told Lin Xuan that Murong Teachers should look for him.

“Look for me?” Lin Xuan looked dazed, he tidied up and went out, but he kept guessing in his heart.

Seeing Murong Qianling, Lin Xuan felt a little nervous.

“The day after tomorrow, you will have a life and death duel with Zhang Qian. How sure are you?” Murong Qianling’s voice was cold.

Lin Xuan was taken aback, he didn’t expect Murong Qianling to ask him this kind of question. After thinking about it, he replied: “If Zhang Qian is still at the eighth stage of the pulse state, I 60% certain.”

“60%!” Murong Qians bright light glittering in spiritual eyes, “I want to know what you rely on?”

I wonder when I see Lin Xuan. , She went on to say: “If you can’t convince me, I won’t let you die! After all, you are also half of my discipline.”

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, with a touch of warmth in my heart , Origin Force Murong teacher is worried about him.

Within the body sword intent, the seeds vibrated slightly, and Lin Xuan exuded an imposing manner, like a peerless sword out of its sheath, making it impossible to look directly at it.

“Sword force!” Murong Qianling was moved for the first time, her lips trembled slightly, cry out in surprise, “Small Accomplishment sword force!”

Lin Xuan’s sword intent also It was not formed, and it appeared very much like a sword. This was exactly what he wanted. He doesn’t want to expose the sword intent prematurely, after all, this thing is too mysterious, and no one may understand it for hundreds of years.

Murong Qianling recovered from the initial shock. She stared at Lin Xuan and slowly said: “Sword power is not enough!”