Inverse Sword God

"Yes, both of them have the strength of the psychic peak, but Xiahe's cultivation is higher, and I want to suppress Lin Xuan."

"I look at the suspension. So far, Lin Xuan has made a move to control the enemy, which makes it impossible to understand his true strength."

There was a lot of talk and more than that, they guessed who could win the game.

However, during the discussion, they found that both of them were extremely powerful, and they couldn't guess at all.

With a cold face, Xia He slowly walked up to the ring.

"What kind of thing do you deserve to compare with me!" Xia He drank coldly.

"Give you a chance and get off from here, otherwise don't blame me!"

As soon as he came up, Xiahe was quite strong.

Lin Xuan frowned. He didn't know each other at all. Even if it was a challenge, there was no need to humiliate in that way.

However, since the other party has done so, it will pay a corresponding price.

Then there was a hint of magpie in his gaze.

"Apologize, then don't take pride!"

"Hahaha!" Xiahe laughed wildly: "It's up to you? Boy, don't think it's great to defeat the psychic peak warrior. In my opinion, you don't even match me with shoes!"

Xiahe's laughter echoed all around, and that voice was full of arrogance and disdain.

The crowd around was excited below, but the atmosphere was so tense as soon as they came up.

Everyone in the Wang family laughed at ease. Xiahe's performance is enough to show that he has enough confidence to win the game.

Nangong Sheng and Black Pearl are both nervous. Although Lin Xuan is strong, but the other party is not weak, this is definitely a battle of dragons and tigers.

VIP seat. Looking at Yantai, Mushan sneered: "Damn little thief, what do you do this time!"

Lin Xuan looked at the wild Xiahe in front of him and shook his head slightly. Since you are obsessed, don't blame me.

"Let's stop talking nonsense, let me die!" Xia He sneered, his body suddenly rioted, and he rushed to Lin Xuan like a silver lightning.

For a time, the silver soft sword was pulled out, divided into a poisonous snake, and twisted in the void.

The air was cut like a cloth, relentlessly, and scattered to both sides, an unusually soft and strange power circulated in the sword light.

"Not good, it's that weird attack again!" Everyone exclaimed.

As soon as Xia He came up, he used that kind of dark attack. The intention was obvious. He wanted to make a quick decision and quickly resolve Lin Xuan to prove his strength.

The silver sword flashed and came to Lin Xuan in an instant.

Lin Xuan didn't dodge at all, even a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth.

When he was down before, he had already seen Xiahe's attack, and he already had a way to deal with it.

Therefore, this weird dark attack did not pose any threat to him at all.

The golden thunderbolt on her body disappeared, replaced by a cyan air current, which turned quickly.

Lin Xuan's arms moved, and the surrounding air moved quickly, forming a huge whirlpool.

The vortex appeared, changing the surrounding environment, and generating a strange power, bringing everything nearby together.

In mid-air, the silver sword light was disturbed by this power and ran towards the vortex in an instant.

Before long, the soft silver sword entered the whirlpool.

Countless air currents surged, instantly destroying that secret force.

Feeling the dark energy disappeared, Xiahe finally changed his face.

This secret strength is related to the exercises he practiced, and he can penetrate all defenses and hit the martial arts body directly.

This technique is extremely insidious and vicious, and it is very powerful. It can defeat the enemy with every shot.

This is also Xiahe's arrogant capital.

And now, his proud strength has been broken! This made him completely unacceptable for a while.

"Mongolian, this kid must be Mongolian!" Xia He retracted his sword and returned to the safe zone, speculating in his heart.

In his opinion, it was definitely the other party's accidental dream just now.

Otherwise, no one can break his secret strength under normal circumstances.

"Hum, I don't believe you can be so accurate every time!" Xiahe Lengheng.

"Let you see my stunt this time!"

"Jiu Xuan Silver Snake Sword!"

The silver sword surged like silver snakes. Between the sword's vertical and horizontal, a huge silver shadow condensed, exuding a cold breath.

On top of that silver phantom, carrying a more cold and strange dark attack.

"Useless, all your moves are useless to me!"

Lin Xuan's voice was indifferent. Numerous cyan air currents appeared around her, and the mood of the wind followed, allowing the surrounding space to condense.

Subsequently, the air around Lin Xuan flowed as fast as he thought, and the air flow in each place was different, strange and unpredictable.

Under the influence of the wind's artistic conception, the whole space is like an undercurrent and is extremely dangerous.

Each airflow is very dangerous, not only has the fast and swift breath on the surface, but also carries a trace of inexplicable power in the dark.

"What? He also knows how to control dark energy, how is this possible!"

The opposite Xia He was shocked and wanted to retreat, but Lin Xuan did not give him a chance at all.

The air flow around the body was turbulent, forming a weird space, and Xiahe was pulled in instantly.

The next moment, Xiahe fell into a huge vortex.

Soon, he felt a violent undercurrent hit his body, giving him a strong sense of suffocation.

Even, the space air storm suppressed his silver imagination and darkness.

Huh!

Not only that, but also a huge cyan wind blade appeared around, its sharpness is comparable to that of a treasure.

With the blessing of the wind's artistic conception, countless wind blades rushed in, tearing the silver shadow in an instant.

For a moment, Xiahe's heart trembled, her face turned pale, and her blood was rolling.

He couldn't help but spit out blood and flew out.

"What? Xiahe was hurt!"

Looking at this scene, everyone was shocked.

Originally, as they thought, this should be a fierce battle.

Moreover, everyone believed that Lin Xuan could not win at all and would even be suppressed by Xiahe.

However, they did not expect that Xiahe was suppressed, and the winner was already lost in one move.

"This Lin Xuan is so powerful that he can restrain Xiahe's weird attacks."

"What is that turbulent blue vortex? So scary!"

"That's the mood of the wind! I didn't expect the kid to have mastered the mood of the wind.

Some experts exclaimed.

"It turned out to be artistic conception, no wonder it was able to restrain the dark power of Xiahe." Nangong Sheng shook.

This kind of artistic conception is so mysterious that ordinary martial arts can't understand it at all, only some peerless genius can understand it.

Moreover, the warrior who understands the artistic conception in all things will greatly increase his attack strength, far exceeding other people.

Now it seems that Lin Xuan is the kind of genius warrior.

"Damn boy, he realized the mood!" Heimushan looked coldly. "So genius can't be used by my Kuroki family, it must be removed!"

There was a sense of killing in his tone.

Wang Jiawu was even more angry, and his face was gloomy.