Inverse Sword God

"Die under this trick, you are enough to be proud of yourself!"

Jiang Yulong said in a cold voice, he placed the long sword on his chest, his left hand bent in the air, his normal palm suddenly turned red, he gently brushed the sword, and suddenly the entire long sword seemed to come alive and changed. Incomparably bright red.

This set of movements was very slow, and after he finished, his entire face showed an abnormally pale color.

The long sword was bright red like blood, and there was a throbbing throbbing through it. The terrifying high temperature was twice as high as before, and the nearby void was blurred.

Tick ​​tock!

Jiang Yulong waved his long sword gently, and the bright red flame was like a liquid. A few drops fell to the ground, which immediately burned through the ground and quickly spread around.

A drop of red liquid the size of a drop of water actually burned all the bluestone slabs within a radius of several meters.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, and he felt a fatal danger on the long sword. Clenching the dark red sword in his hand, Lin Xuan was ready to fight with all his strength.

"You don't have to waste your energy, even a spiritual practitioner of the seventh rank can't stop this move." Jiang Yulong's voice was a little tired, but there was a trace of excitement mixed in it, "Although it costs a lot, but It's worth getting rid of you!"

"Mysterious Fire Sword!"

A low voice sounded, and the bright red long sword with a dazzling red glow formed a sword aura of thirty feet long, and the aftermath alone reduced the ground by a foot.

That group of sword energy was as dazzling as the sun, and everyone who shone couldn't open their eyes and couldn't look directly at it.

Lin Xuan felt the threat of this sword. He frantically activated his spiritual power. The golden spiritual power was attached to the sword's edge, and tiny electric arcs continued to flow. Lin Xuan was also covered with golden lightning, like a thunder god descending. In general, the Thunder Sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning.

"Thunder Fury!"

I saw a golden light flashing above the arena, followed by a shocking explosion. Most of the arena was covered by an energy cover, and it quickly spread out.

Countless stones flew up, and the airflow stirred rapidly, forming a gust of wind, which flew around with those broken stones, and many stones flew towards the stands.

The disciples in the front row retreated one after another, and the gravel hit the stone steps, leaving holes one by one. The disciples in the front row had lingering fears and did not dare to go any further.

"Damn it, it's just that the aftermath is so powerful, are the two of them still human?"

"I'm afraid that's the same for inner disciples, right?"

"Why do I think they have surpassed most of the inner disciples? What a pervert!" These disciples were discussing with envy in their voices.

"I don't know what's going on inside? But this Lin Xuan is really surprising!"

"Yeah, no matter what the result is, Lin Xuan is the real dark horse in this trial!"

"You said, is it possible for Lin Xuan to turn a defeat into a victory? I'm really looking forward to it..." Above the ring, the dust and mist were lingering, and everyone couldn't see what happened at all, so they could only guess below.

Duan Fei stared at the ring, frowning slightly, he turned to look at Shangguan Liuyun, and asked, "What do you think?"

"The golden electric light shrouded in Lin Xuan's last body seems to be lightning-type spiritual power, so the outcome is unpredictable." Shangguan Liuyun said in a deep voice.

"Is it thunder attribute?" Duan Fei muttered, "It's really a rare spiritual power attribute, but why didn't he use the flying star?"

Not only were the disciples guessing, but even the elders on the golden stand were so shocked that they pulled their beards, and their vicissitudes of life were rounded.

"It turned out to be a thunder attribute, who is this young man? Such a monster!" Elder Li exclaimed.

Originally, it was very rare for outer disciples to cultivate attributes, but now there is the most violent thunder attribute among the attributes, how could he not be surprised.

"Hehe, this little guy is really surprising!" Elder Fang smiled and wielded his beard.

"Old Fang, do you know him?" A group of old men looked at Elder Fang.

...

On the ring, the dust and mist finally dissipated, and two figures appeared.

"Look, the results are coming!" Everyone's eyes widened.

The referee in charge of the game even waved his sleeves, forming a gust of wind that blew away all the remaining dust and mist.

Finally, the two figures clearly appeared in front of everyone.

The two young men, one left and one right, both stood upright. The doctor on the left was dressed in white, and his eyes were full of arrogance. It was Jiang Yulong, and Lin Xuan on the right was dressed in black, but there was no expression on his delicate face.

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Yulong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Oops, could it be that Jiang Yulong won?" Seeing this situation, Tang Yu, Yin Qingyi and others all changed their faces.

"I didn't expect you to be able to take this move..." Jiang Yulong's body suddenly fell back, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell straight down.

"Senior Brother Jiang!" The disciples of the Shenwei Group ran to the stage one after another, holding Jiang Yulong nervously, and their expressions were full of panic. They did not believe that the outer pillar of the Shenwei Group would lose, and they lost to a young man who was just in his early years.

"Carry it down, his life is not in danger, he just suffered some injuries." The referee's words relieved the dangling hearts of the Shenwei group's disciples. They gave Lin Xuan a fierce look, and then quickly took Jiang Yulong walked off the ring.

"Little guy, you're very good." The middle-aged referee with a Chinese face suddenly said to Lin Xuan, "Have the strength and understand the proportions, the future of Xuan Tianzong depends on you disciples."

Lin Xuan respectfully bowed to the referee with a Chinese character face, and then slowly walked off the stage.

The moment he stabbed Jiang Yulong just now, a voice came to his ear, telling Lin Xuan that he only needed to win, not to kill, so he withdrew three points of strength at the last moment, otherwise, Jiang Yulong might have already died.

Lin Xuan and Jiang Yulong were both young geniuses, and the sect didn't want to lose such a disciple, so the national character face gave a warning.

When Lin Xuan stepped off the ring, his name rang out in the entire martial arts arena, and those ordinary disciples had already regarded him as an idol, cheering non-stop, and the momentum was overwhelming.

And Lin Xuan's experience has spread among these disciples. Three months ago, he participated in the outer sect examination as a sword slave and successfully entered the outer sect of Xuantian Sect. And three months later, he had grown from a small sword slave to a genius disciple who could defeat the four heroes of the outer sect. This gorgeous transformation deeply stimulated these youngsters.

Lin Xuan did not know that his deeds gradually became a legend in the outer sect, and many disciples took him as their goal and cultivated frantically.

After the carnival, the disciples were deeply excited. The final finals finally came. Who can win the final championship?

"After a stick of incense, the finals begin!" said the referee with a Chinese character face aloud.

Everyone knew that he was giving Lin Xuan time to recover, and everyone waited patiently.

Lin Xuan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, the longevity formula in his body was running fast, the consumed spiritual power was recovering quickly, and even some scars were quickly stitched up.

The power of the longevity formula was finally manifested at this moment. The original and depleted body soon became full of vitality again, those scars were smoothed out, and Lin Xuan's strength was rapidly recovering.

After a stick of incense, he opened his eyes.