Inverse Sword God

"Yes, both of them have the strength of the peak of the psychic realm, but Xia He's cultivation level is higher, and he can suppress Lin Xuan."

"I think Xuan, so far, Lin Xuan has defeated the enemy with one move, making it impossible for people to understand his true strength."

Everyone talked and talked, and 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 expression on his face, Xia He slowly walked onto the ring.

"What are you, you deserve to be compared with me!" Xia He said coldly.

"Give you a chance, get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude!"

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

Lin Xuan frowned, he didn't know each other at all, even if he wanted to challenge, there was no need to humiliate him with such words.

However, since the other party has done so, they will have to pay the corresponding price.

Then, there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"Apologize, or you will bear the consequences!"

"Hahaha!" Xia He laughed wildly: "It's up to you? Boy, don't think that defeating a warrior at the peak of the psychic realm is anything special. In my opinion, you are not even worthy of lifting my shoes!"

Xia He's laughter echoed all around, the voice was full of arrogance and disdain.

The crowd below was excited. They didn't expect the atmosphere to be so tense as soon as the two came up.

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

Nangongsheng and Heizhu became tense. Although Lin Xuan was strong, the opponent was not weak. This was definitely a battle between dragons and tigers.

In the VIP seats. Heimu Shan looked at the ring and sneered, "Damn you little thief, let's see what you do this time!"

Lin Xuan looked at the crazy Xia He in front of him, and shook his head slightly, since you are obsessed with obsession, don't blame me.

"Stop talking nonsense, die to me!" Xia He sneered, his figure suddenly rioted, and he rushed towards Lin Xuan like a silver lightning.

For a moment, the silver soft sword was pulled out and turned into a poisonous snake, twisting in the void.

The air was cut open ruthlessly like cloth, and scattered to the sides, an unusually feminine and strange force circulated in the sword light.

"No, it's that weird attack again!" Everyone exclaimed.

As soon as Xia He came up, he used that kind of dark attack. His intention was obvious. He wanted to kill Lin Xuan quickly, so as to prove his strength.

The silver sword light shone, and it came to Lin Xuan in an instant.

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

When he was in the audience before, he had already seen through Xia He's attack, and he already had a way to deal with it in his heart.

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

The golden lightning on his body disappeared, replaced by a cyan air current, spinning rapidly.

Lin Xuan moved his arms, and the surrounding air moved rapidly, forming a huge vortex.

The appearance of the vortex caused the surrounding wind and clouds to change, and produced a strange force, bringing everything nearby together.

In mid-air, the silver sword light was disturbed by this force, and instantly rushed towards the vortex.

Not long after, the silver soft sword entered the vortex.

Countless air currents surged, instantly destroying that dark force.

Sensing the disappearance of dark energy, Xia He finally changed his expression.

This dark force is related to the kung fu he practiced, it can penetrate all defenses and directly hit the martial artist's body.

This kind of skill can be described as extremely sinister and vicious, and it is very fierce, and it can defeat the enemy every time it is shot.

This is also Xiahe's arrogant capital.

But now, the dark energy he was so proud of was broken! This made him completely unacceptable for a while.

"Damned, this kid must be fooled!" Xia He withdrew his sword and retreated to a safe place, guessing in his heart.

In his opinion, the moment just now was definitely dreamed by the other party accidentally.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances no one can break his dark energy.

"Hmph, I don't believe you can be so accurate every time!" Xia He snorted coldly.

"This time I will let you see my unique skills!"

"Nine Profound Silver Snake Sword!"

The silver long sword surged like a silver poisonous snake. Between the vertical and horizontal sword qi, a huge silver phantom condensed, exuding a cold aura.

On top of the silver phantom, there was a colder and weirder dark attack.

"It's useless, all your moves and attacks are useless to me!"

Lin Xuan's voice was indifferent, and countless blue air currents flowed around his body, and the artistic conception of wind came out, causing the surrounding space to condense.

Afterwards, the ten feet of air around Lin Xuan flowed quickly according to his thoughts, and the airflow in each place was different, weird and unpredictable.

Under the effect of the artistic conception of wind, the whole space is like an undercurrent stirring, extremely dangerous.

Every stream of air is very dangerous, not only has the swift and sharp aura on the surface, but also carries a trace of inexplicable power in the dark.

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

Xia He on the opposite side was shocked and wanted to retreat and attack, but Lin Xuan didn't give him a chance at all.

The air around him was surging, forming a strange space, which instantly pulled Xia He in.

The next moment, Xiahe fell into a huge vortex.

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

Even, the space air current storm suppressed his silver phantom dark energy.

Whoosh whoosh!

Not only that, but there are huge cyan wind blades around, and its sharpness is comparable to that of treasures.

Under the blessing of the artistic conception of wind, countless wind blades rushed towards him, tearing the silver phantom apart in an instant.

For a split second, Xia He's heart trembled, his face turned pale, and his whole body was filled with qi and blood.

He finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and flew upside down.

"What? Xia He was injured!"

Looking at this scene, everyone was shocked.

Originally, according to their thinking, this should be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers,

Even, everyone thought that Lin Xuan could not win at all, and would even be suppressed by Xia He.

However, they didn't expect that the one who was suppressed was Xia He, and the winner was already decided in one move.

"This Lin Xuan is so powerful that he was able to restrain Xia He's strange attack."

"What is that cyan vortex? It's so terrifying!"

"That's the artistic conception of wind! I didn't expect that kid to master the artistic conception of wind, no wonder it's so powerful."

Some experts exclaimed.

"It turned out to be artistic conception, no wonder it can restrain Xia He's dark energy." Nangong Sheng was shocked.

Artistic conception is so mysterious that ordinary warriors can't comprehend it, only some peerless geniuses can comprehend it.

Moreover, warriors who comprehend the artistic conception of everything will greatly increase their attack power, far surpassing others.

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

"Damn boy, you actually comprehended the artistic conception!" Heimu Shan looked cold, "Such a genius cannot be used by my Heimu family, and must be removed!"

There was a killing intent in his tone.

The Wang Family Martial Artists were even more angry, and their faces were all gloomy.