Inverse Sword God

"This is the first move, kill me!"

In front, Duan Yu snorted coldly, carrying an incomparably bright light, and forty-nine golden swords, quickly blasting forward.

Lin Xuan was as motionless as a mountain, his eyes were cold, like a god of killing, and he had no plans to attack.

"What? Didn't do it? What was he doing?"

"Humph! The surnamed Lin must have been frightened!"

Sure enough, he was a waste, and he must have used despicable methods to kill Young Master Lingfeng.

Now before the public, he is not Duan Yu's opponent at all!

"Go on, kill him, kill this kid!" The Duan disciples roared furiously.

Seeing this scene, Duan Yu's mouth also showed a sneer.

"Hmph, it really is a piece of trash!"

As he guessed in his heart, the other party has no real talent at all.

Thinking of this, he felt even more proud, and the power in his hand soared by three points again, turning into a golden dragon and rushing forward quickly.

However, facing such a terrifying fist and forty-nine golden swords, Lin Xuan just stretched out his palm gently and grabbed it forward.

"Look, he shot!"

"What? He's going to grab the golden sword with his bare hands?"

"God, what is he doing? Crazy!"

"It's over, that kid must be crazy, he dares to look at Qiankun Fist, doesn't he know how powerful Qiankun Fist is?"

At this moment, everyone exclaimed.

Many people shook their heads and sighed, thinking that Lin Xuan was too blind.

Among them, Young Master Anle and Young Master Tayue both frowned, and Young Master Qilin even sneered disdainfully: "It really is a waste."

Duan Yu raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth when he saw the opponent grabbing his fist with his bare hands.

"What an idiot, my universe is extremely terrifying, and my body is no weaker than the martial arts of the earth. You dare to grab it with your bare hands?"

"Today, I will smash your palms!"

Peng!

The next moment, there was a low sound from the front, as if a muffled thunder exploded, shaking everyone's bodies.

However, the expected shocking explosion did not happen.

There was no blood, no screams, there seemed to be only a low voice, and then there was nothing.

"what happened?"

Everyone was puzzled, and they stretched their necks and looked forward.

Then they opened their mouths wide, as if they had seen a ghost.

Because in front of him, Lin Xuan was still as motionless as a mountain, standing with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, he stretched out a palm and firmly grasped the golden fist. The surrounding forty-nine sharp swords seemed to be nailed to the void, and could not be cut off at all.

"Caught? How is this possible!"

Everyone's eyes widened, and they even kept rubbing their eyes, unable to believe this scene at all.

Duan Yu was also horrified, his mind was blank, he didn't believe, how could the other party grab his Qiankun Fist?

"No, no way! It's not true!"

"Damn, how did you do it?"

He roared wildly and wanted to withdraw his fist, but found that the opponent's palm was like a cage, and he was holding his fist tightly, and he couldn't shake it at all.

Lin Xuan's eyes were cold, like the sword of the god of death, he stared at Duan Yu, and said coldly, "The first move."

"what?"

Duan Yu was taken aback, everyone was taken aback, they could not have imagined that Lin Xuan was actually looking for tricks. Could it be that he really wanted to rescue the elders of the God of War?

However, before everyone could react, Duan Yu screamed in front of him.

Because Lin Xuan grasped it in the palm of his hand, the forty-nine golden swords surrounding him suddenly broke in half.

As if it was cut open by a weapon, it was broken into pieces and fell to the ground.

Not only that, Duan Yu's entire arm was broken off, revealing the bones.

The miserable voice sounded, Duan Yu's entire face instantly became extremely distorted, and terrifying sweat flowed from his face.

However, it wasn't over yet. The next moment, Lin Xuan lifted his foot and kicked the opponent's stomach, causing him to kneel on the ground and vomit blood.

"Second move!"

Lin Xuan still spoke indifferently, but everyone's mind was blank, and they were stunned in place.

what's the situation? what is happening?

Two strokes, just two strokes! The incomparably powerful Duan Yu was defeated!

Two tricks, that's Duan Yu!

It is Tianjiao who is about to become Tianwu's son, and his strength is extremely powerful. How could he be defeated so easily?

this moment. Everyone doesn't believe it.

"Impossible, wouldn't it be an illusion?"

"Damn, then why is Lin Xuan so strong?"

"Did you really lose?"

Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it.

At this moment, Young Master Anle, Young Master Tayue, and Young Master Lingfeng were no longer calm. They stood up abruptly, staring at the voice in front of them, their eyes extremely sharp.

You must know that Duan Yu is about to become the young master of Tianwu, and his strength is not much weaker than them.

Even if they make a move, I am afraid that within twenty moves, they will not be able to win the opponent.

But now, the opponent was defeated in two moves!

how can that be? Doesn't this mean that Lin Xuan's strength is stronger than them?

"Impossible, it's impossible! I don't believe it!"

The unicorn son frantically shook his head: "Damn, this kid must have used some kind of secret technique, or taken some kind of medicine pill!"

"Otherwise, it can't be so powerful!"

He was really shocked, he was disdainful before, thinking that Lin Xuan couldn't beat Duan Yu at all.

But now, with just two moves, Duan Yu knelt down and broke an arm.

This scene was really shocking, as if a thunderstorm hit him directly!

The Duan family was even more horrified, and even Wu Zun and the ancestors of the Duan family were stunned.

Because of Duan Yu's strength, they knew it.

It is definitely not much worse than Young Master Anle and others, so they have the confidence to push Duan Yu as the new Young Master Tianwu.

And this time, Duan Yu and Lin Xuan competed with their consent.

Because they wanted to use this game to rectify Duan Yu's name!

But how do you know that such a change will take place!

For a while, all the people in the valley were stunned here.

In the center of the valley, Duan Yu knelt on the ground and vomited blood, his heart was horrified, and his brain was extremely blank.

He couldn't understand why the other party was so strong, it was completely beyond his expectations.

"Impossible! It's impossible!"

He didn't believe it, because in his expectation, it was Lin Xuan who knelt down and begged for mercy!

But now, why him?

He shouted wildly, his golden armor flickered, and he burst out with powerful strength, wanting to counterattack.

But the next moment, what ushered in was a foot long.

Peng!

A low voice sounded in the valley, Lin Xuan raised his foot and directly stepped Duan Yu's head into the soil.

"The third move, you lose."

The icy voice sounded, and Lin Xuan exuded a terrifying aura, as if an abyss beast was about to devour people.

From beginning to end, he did not show any dazzling martial skills, nor did he emit any bright light.

Even his footsteps stood still and did not move.

But even so, he still easily defeated Duan Yu, and even now, he stepped on the opponent's head in the soil.