Inverse Sword God

The red-robed old man suddenly opened his eyes, showing shock.

His soul power slowly spread out to check the situation behind him.

When he saw the Three Flowers Gathering Spirit drawn by Lin Xuan, his eyelids jumped fiercely.

"This kid is really surprising!"

The old man in red is full of expectations for the battle of the Inscription Tower in the near future.

Inside the carriage, Liu Yang kept pinching his thighs to wake him up from his dream.

"It's not true, it must not be true!"

However, the reality is like a basin of cold water, pouring him awake.

Finally, Liu Yang sighed heavily: "You won..."

He now finally knows why Lin Xuan was able to directly participate in the inscription tower competition. This kind of technique surpassed them too much.

"Junior Brother Lin, can I ask you a question?" Weiwei said with big eyes.

"Of course, Senior Brother Liu Yang can also participate." Lin Xuan said lightly, he is not a person with a small stomach.

Liu Yang was stunned for a moment, and gave Lin Xuan a deep look.

Next, the two began to ask all their daily doubts, and Lin Xuan answered them one by one in great detail.

Liu Yang was shocked. He thought that Lin Xuan was just talking. He didn't expect to help the two so wholeheartedly, which made him a little embarrassed for a while.

At this time, the speed of the carriage also slowed down.

Lin Xuan opened the car window and looked out.

Outside, the snow was swaying, and the snow was covered in silver, and the goose feather snow fell from the sky.

Looking around, there is a vast expanse of white, and the whole world seems to have become a monotonous white.

We have entered Selangor. Liu Yang looked out the window and said that on the ice and snow, the speed of the carriage may be slower.

This slowness is relative, and Lin Xuan estimates that even this speed is faster than if he was acting alone.

Putting down the curtains, Lin Xuan entered the cultivation state again.

After half a day, the carriage came to a complete stop.

"Have a night's rest and leave tomorrow." The three old men in red robes got out of the car and said in a deep voice, looking ahead.

The three of Lin Xuan got out of the car, and suddenly felt a cold wind blowing towards their faces, as if they were going to freeze people into ice cubes.

"Fortunately, I wore a bearskin coat, otherwise I could only use spiritual power to protect my body."

Lin Xuan felt the chill between heaven and earth and was amazed.

Everyone found a place to shelter from the wind and snow, and then pulled the carriage over.

hum!

The red-robed old man trembled with a big hand and cast out a formation that enveloped the crowd.

Suddenly, the cold wind and heavy snow were all blocked outside.

The formation is not supported by manpower. The red-robed old man places some mid-grade spirit stones, and the formation can defend itself.

The crowd was arranging the food and getting ready to eat.

Most of these people are inscribers, and naturally they will not wrong themselves.

The middle-aged man flicked his finger, and a furnace appeared. Two flamingos were engraved on the furnace, and the body was wrapped in flaming flames, as if alive.

Bang!

The half-meter-high stove fell to the ground, shaking the ground.

A heat wave dissipated, and everyone warmed up a lot.

Liu Yang and Weiwei started to take the sliced ​​monster meat outside and bake it on the stove.

The sky was getting darker and the snow outside was getting bigger.

Moreover, the snow at night is not white, but blue, like crystal.

Lin Xuan and others began to rest, each busy with their own affairs.

Suddenly, everyone opened their eyes.

Among them, the white-robed old man and the middle-aged man did not have inscriptions, but their cultivation was the highest, reaching the Seventh Heaven of Linghai.

The rest are all spirit tattooists with powerful souls.

At this moment, they all frowned.

Because, in their perception, a powerful force is rapidly approaching.

"Could it be him?" Lin Xuan frowned, and a blue-haired figure appeared in his heart.

"No, there is no sinister aura!" He quickly denied it.

With his soul power running, Lin Xuan cast his purple pupils and looked into the distance.

Soon, his pupils shrank sharply, and he stood up abruptly.

"Wolf Pack!"

Lin Xuan took a deep breath.

Others also felt it, and they were all shocked.

Among them, the white-robed old man said in a deep voice, "This is a snow wolf thief from Selangor. It is extremely cruel. You have to be careful!"

"Can't you escape in a bloody chariot?" Liu Yang's voice trembled.

"On the snow, nothing can run past the Snow Wolf." The white-robed old man shook his head.

A group of figures appeared beside the crowd. These were a group of snow wolves, each of which was more than two meters long. The green eyes were like two ghost fires, beating non-stop.

Behind, there are more snow wolves approaching, but those wolves are all sitting on people.

The giant men, wearing animal skin coats, with fierce expressions on their faces, stared at Lin Xuan and everyone coldly.

"We are from Wanbaolou, what are you doing here?" The middle-aged man stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Haha, it turns out to be a friend of Wanbaolou! Presumably we should know the rules of our ice and snow wolf thieves, horses, money, treasures and women are left behind, and everyone else will get out!"

These big men are very arrogant and don't buy the face of Wanbaolou at all.

This is a group of lunatics, no one will sell their face, even if they ask Xue Zong's disciples, they will still rob them!

"So you don't have to talk about it?" The middle-aged man's voice gradually became cold.

They are people of Wanbaolou, and no one dares to provoke them outside, so how can they be so angry.

"Nothing to talk about, brothers, rush to me!"

With an order, countless snow wolves rushed up.

The defensive formation hummed and trembled, and ripples appeared around it, and it was about to shatter.

"Get together, don't spread out, let's break through together!" The white-robed old man said in a deep voice.

rumbling—

The defensive formation was broken, and the wolf thief rushed in.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man shot ruthlessly, and a khaki palm, dozens of meters high, pushed out horizontally.

Wherever they passed, countless blood wolves and robbers turned into blood mist.

The power of the seventh-layer Linghai warrior is extremely terrifying.

"Let me come and meet you!"

Behind the wolf thief, an angry voice sounded.

A giant sweat suddenly jumped up, and the long sword was like a rainbow, and it slammed down.

Dozens of meters of sword light pierced the sky and slashed towards the crowd.

The air waves on both sides rolled, the cold wind rolled back, and the whistling continued.

The middle-aged man threw a punch, greeted the bright sword light, and fought with the leader of the wolf thief.

"Hey, who will play with me?"

The sound of Yin Qiqi sounded, and another wolf thief from the Seventh Heaven of Linghai walked out, holding a blue long whip in his hand, and smiled cruelly.

The white-robed old man instructed everyone, and then went up to them.

The four warriors of the seventh level of Linghai started the battle, and the momentum was astonishing. Just the aftermath made everyone's heart tremble.

Lin Xuan and the others kept retreating, they were already surrounded.

"superior!"

The wolf thieves gave an order, and countless snow wolves stepped forward.

"Push them away!"

Everyone didn't want to separate, but there were too many snow wolves, and they rushed them away at once.

Lin Xuan pulled out the Qiuhen sword and took the initiative to attack.

He stepped on the phantom thunder step, shuttled among the wolves, and the long sword kept stabbing.

Every sword took away the life of a snow wolf.

The sword is deadly and extremely accurate.

It didn't take long for dozens of snow wolves to fall down beside him, and the ground was stained with blood.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

There was a loud shout from the crowd, and a bald man with a huge machete slashed at Lin Xuan.