Inverse Sword God

"Some of you, come here!"

The mask male Yumian Langjun looked at the disciples of the Black Tiger Gang who had been abolished.

"Who killed the tyrant?"

"Devil, demon!" Those people looked terrified, and kept shaking their heads.

Yumian Langjun looked stern, with five fingers in his claws, and suddenly grabbed one of the black tigers to help his disciples.

The next moment, the man's head was pierced, his blood flew up and he quickly transpired.

Yumen Langjun closed his eyes slightly, then opened his eyes.

"It turned out to be a boy." He said lightly.

Just now, he used a special soul-searching method and saw the scene when Lin Xuan beheaded and killed the tyrant.

Is it the top disciple disciple, Yumen Langjun wondering, that at this age, there can only be such powerful disciples.

Beyond that, there is almost no second possibility.

"No matter who it is, as long as you dare to fight the idea of ​​the evil king's tomb, I will let him come and go!" He smirked with a smile.

"Come on, we will meet this swordsman." Yumen Langjun took out a folding fan and waved it gently.

Suddenly, a bloodstain appeared on the necks of the disciples of the black tigers, and dozens of people died in response.

Afterwards, the two bodies shook like ghosts into the ruins.

After a long time, a slight sound suddenly sounded above the ruins.

The tyrant who was supposed to die suddenly trembled, and he opened his eyes hard, highlighting a trace of blood.

"Damn, fortunately, I have mastered this method of fake death, which has tricked the Jade-faced Langjun."

"This feud, I will definitely report it!" The tyrannosaurus struggled hard, and began to absorb the surrounding aura of madness.

The storage ring has been taken away by Lin, so he does not get any nourishment.

"Little thief, I have to pay back my enemies a hundred times!" The tiger's voice was hoarse, with endless murderousness.

As the second head of the Black Tiger Gang, he has never suffered such humiliation, and today he almost died in the tomb of the evil king.

But despite his resentment, he didn't dazzle.

With his current strength, he can't avenge himself, and he has a deep fear of the Jade-faced Langjun.

"Yumen Langjun, I didn't expect him to come!" Tyrannosaurus' voice was dignified.

It is rumored that Yumian Langjun is a disciple of the evil king, and he is cruel and ruthless, and is more cruel than the evil king.

An ordinary martial arts warrior does not have a way to live when he encounters him, and even a warrior spirit warrior is unwilling to provoke him.

It seems that only the Gorefiend can be cast. The tiger looked dignified, thinking for a long time before gritting his teeth and making a decision.

He propped up his broken body and quickly formed a strange mark on his palm.

Suddenly, the surrounding blood gathered, and quickly poured into his body.

Soon, his body was wrapped in a ball of blood.

A long time later, the blood mist exploded and a dry figure appeared on the ruins.

The figure was withered all over, like a zombie, without a human being.

This is the tyrannosaurus who has performed mysticism.

"Rong Ling realm extreme realm! This time I will be able to kill the kid!" The tyrannical voice was cold, and then his body drifted away like a strong wind toward the distance. Wherever he passed, countless blood evil spirits rose into the sky.

...

After Lin Xuan got the Golden Inner Armour, he ran all the way.

Finally, he came to a huge grotto.

Numerous gale winds formed raven gas, blowing out of the grotto, the breath was like sharp sword light blowing on people.

Generally, martial arts soldiers cannot bear this gust of wind at all.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan understood the mood of the wind, and the wind had no effect on him.

He was erratic, fluttering like the catkins in the wind.

If you look closely, you will find that every step of Lin Xuan is very mysterious, just like being in the wind.

"Such a horrible wind power, is this cave related to Fengyingjian?" Lin Xuan frowned slightly.

He came to the Tomb of the Evil King this time to find Fengying Sword to increase his strength. Now this cave is very suspicious, and he will not miss it.

"Boy hurry up, here comes the warrior who has the spirit realm!" The wine master suddenly reminded.

Lin Xuan also suddenly felt that a violent force was approaching quickly. This force was very powerful, far exceeding the tyrannical tiger, and he couldn't stop it with his current strength.

He did not dare to stay, turned into a blast, and quickly entered the cave.

However, the moment he arrived at the cave, the violent breath behind him had already reached the entrance of the cave.

"Leave it to me!" A cold voice sounded.

Immediately after, Lin Xuan felt the aura surrounding him quickly condensate, as if two mountains were pressing towards him.

"Good terrifying use of aura!" Lin Xuan was shocked.

He fully exerted the wind's artistic conception, and let his body cooperate with the action of Fengfeng.

In addition to being a powerful warrior, he has strengthened his use and understanding of aura.

The martial arts warrior can simply mobilize the aura, while the transforming martial arts warrior can turn the surrounding spiritual power into a part of his body, and the power is even better.

With the artistic conception of the wind, Lin Xuan escaped dangerously and dangerously.

He turned into a glimmer of sword light and quickly entered the cave.

"Huh, actually escaped!" Yumen Langjun was surprised, even if she was a warrior at the top of the spiritual realm, it was difficult to escape.

Lin Xuan, a warrior at the beginning of the spiritual realm, went in safely.

"Some means are worthy of the swordsman who can slay the tyrant." Yu Mianlang Jun sneered, but still not enough to see me.

"Brother, is this cave the place where Fengying Sword is stored?" The green woman asked.

"It is indeed the place to seal the Wind Shadow Sword, but how this boy knows it is unknown."

"Let's go in quickly, the province was preempted by that kid."

"The Fengying Sword is not so good to obtain, even if he is allowed to go in a hundred years in advance, it is impossible to get it." Yumen Langjun was very confident.

But he didn't want to delay time either, he waved it with one hand, the violent howling wind tore, and a vacuum zone appeared in the middle.

The two quickly entered the cave.

...

After Lin Xuan entered the cave, he ran all the way. He was able to find the cave because of the snow-white monkey.

There should be no caves in the grotto, but Lin Xuan didn't have the mood to watch, and he didn't dare to stay.

After all, there is a strong soul behind him who can take his life at any time.

Wujiwuji

The little snow-white monkey gave a gossip, then cried in one direction.

Lin Xueyi wanted to go.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura wave came from behind him.

"Kid, stay with me obediently!" A large glass-colored hand grabbed him.

The palm has a strange pattern ~ www.readwn.com ~, so that the surrounding aura will tremble.

"not good!"

Lin Xuan was shocked. He never expected that the people behind him would catch up.

Fully performing the inverse dragon step, Lin Xuan increased the speed to the extreme.

At the same time, he urged the black cape to increase his speed again.

At the moment of crisis, he finally passed the jade hand.

The horror aura waved him back.

"Wind Emperor Sword!"

Lin Xuan wielded his sword and split the spirit pressure running towards him.

At the same time, the silent Jianguang swarmed to the back of Yumen Langjun.

"Sculpture of carving insects!" Yumian Langjun sneered, and the fan in his hand gently fanned to his side.