Inverse Sword God

"Half-step fusion!" Lin Xuan's pupils shrank. : /

His face was a bit ugly, and half a step into the spiritual realm, which was unexpected.

Anything that has a relationship with the three words of Rongling Realm is not something that the martial arts of Linghai can compete with.

Seeing Lin Xuan's face changed, Zi Xin couldn't help laughing.

He likes to admire his opponent's terrified expression, which is a pleasure for him.

"Dead in fear!"

Purple heart laughed, and his left hand suddenly protruded, and the fierce spiritual power also bombarded Lin Xuan instantly.

Lin Xuan decisively abandoned Qiu Hen Sword, his body retreated like lightning.

At the same time, he urged the ancient armor of the guard with all his strength, and urged the copper thunder pattern.

Layers of thunder marks flashed light, quickly formed on his body surface, and at the same time, a heavy armor light appeared.

However, the strength of the half-step martial spirit warrior was stronger than he thought, and almost in a blink of an eye, the fierce force had already hit him.

puff!

As if being hit by a giant mountain, Lin Xuan felt that his bones were almost broken.

"Stop me!"

His face was grim, and he was running all his defenses madly, but he flew out like a shell.

Click! Click!

Above his chest, the copper thunder pattern was dim as if it had been wiped out.

Not only that, but a sharp crack appeared on his armor.

boom!

He hit the ground and smashed a deep hole.

Lin Xuan forced the pain and drank a glass of spirit wine in the first time.

If it hadn't been for copper lightning and ancient armor, the blow would have cost him his life.

Moreover, his loss was also huge, not only the copper thunder pattern was severely damaged, but the armor attached was also scrapped.

With the help of spirit wine, Lin Xuan recovered quickly.

"Well, didn't die?"

Was Zixin very surprised? The blow he had just made was enough to kill any warrior in the Linghai Realm hundreds of times.

The purple light flashed, and the purple heart looked towards Lin Xuan.

"Huh, there is a Spirit Armor, no wonder you can escape it!"

"But how much do you see this time?"

The voice fell, the purple heart rushed quickly, and a purple flame appeared on the palm.

Lin Xuan's hair was all over his body, and it felt like he was being stared at by a peerless beast, and he would be swallowed at any time.

"Don't carry it hard, the gap is too big!" The wine master reminded.

Lin Xuan nodded, Zixin's strength far surpassed him, and even Meng Yan Lin Feng and others could not stop it.

It's no wonder that although Zixin looks young, her real age is more than forty, and her cultivation time is far longer than Lin Xuan.

"You, slave, you!"

Storage flashed, a cyan figure appeared.

Lin Xuan's eyes changed, forming a series of inscriptions into the blue figure.

"Useless, in front of me, there is no difference between the Linghai Realm and the ants!"

The purple heart suddenly appeared, and the palm of Ziyan fell suddenly.

boom!

The flames were beating, the air was burned, and the sea of ​​flames spread toward the four sides.

However, a cyan figure stood in front of Lin Xuan and took it.

"dead!"

Zi Xin's eyes were cold, and he planned to shoot the two together.

At the moment of touching the blue-haired man's body, a cold and dark breath rose into the sky, as if to devour everything.

Rolling green smoke, forming a ten-meter-sized fist, blasted towards the purple heart.

The rocks were broken, and the trees within 100 meters were broken.

Like the giant mountain top, the blue fist popped the flame palm open, and rushed towards the purple heart with a more vigorous momentum.

"Humph!"

Purple heart snorted, his body was like a flame, spread out to the four sides, and then reunited in the rear.

When the two played against each other, Lin Xuan shook his body and collected Qiu Hen Sword back.

"What about half-step Rongling, I have even beaten the face of real Rongjing, let alone you!"

Lin Xuan was furious, and since the other party was going to kill him, he would not relent.

"Green slave, kill him!" Lin Xuan chilled.

This young slave was the mysterious young man who once followed Lin Xuan, but now he has been enslaved by Lin Xuan and can only be ordered by him.

Huh!

The blue-haired man's hair curled like a thousand arrows, flying toward the purple heart.

"Surely there is a helper!" Zi Xin felt the breath of the blue slave, and there was a dignity in her heart.

He put away the sadness, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

"Unless you're a real strong-spirited realm, you'll just wait to die!" Zixin obviously didn't plan to let Lin Xuan go.

"Purple inflammation!"

The palm of the hand turned, and the purple flame formed a 100-meter-sized flamingo, covering the sky and rushing forward.

Puff puff!

Three thousand blue hairs are like sharp swords, piercing the purple bird and running towards the purple heart.

"Big Dragon Sword!"

"Flying Stars!"

Lin Xuan's sword and man were united to form a shooting star, which pierced the purple heart.

The light of the sword flashed, Qiu Hen's sword stabbed on Zixin's chest, knocking him flying.

"Wind Emperor Sword!"

Lin Xuan made another move, stabbed with a sword, the situation changed, and the dazzling sword light cut on the purple heart, knocking him out.

The purple flamingo in the sky disappeared, and Zixin's body was hit and flew a hundred meters away.

Lin Xuan was relieved, but then frowned.

Perceived by his soul, the breath of Purple Heart has not weakened, but has become stronger and stronger.

"Don't hurt him?" Lin Xuan's heart surged into the sky.

"Boy, I have to admit that I underestimated you!"

"But with that, you can't hurt me at all!"

Zi Xin's voice was cold. He stepped out and came to Lin Xuan in an instant.

Ripped apart his shattered clothes, revealing the dark black armor on his body.

"I have Xuanjie top-quality armor, so you can't break my defense!"

A cruel expression appeared on Zixin's face. With this armor, even if he was facing a slave, he was not afraid.

"I'm going to scrape 36,000 knives on you, then sprinkle bloodthirsty ants and eat your flesh!"

"I want your soul to reincarnate in hell!"

The purple heart sounded cold, like a demon.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath: "Who is dead is not necessarily!"

"Chino, come on!"

call out! The cyan figure pounced on again, fighting with the purple heart.

Lin Xuan constantly blended the Sword of Soul and the Sword of Big Dragon.

Finally, fifteen times, he succeeded.

Roar!

A low dragon chant sounded ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ The sword of the invisible soul stabbed at the purple heart.

With the blessing of the sword, the power of the Sword of the Soul has at least doubled, which is why Lin Xuan chose to use the sword of the soul instead of the fire of the soul.

call out!

The Sword of Souls silently and quickly attacked Purple Heart.

"Huh, the eagle bug trick!"

Purple heart sneered, his eyes turned, and the fire of soul poured out.

Huh! puff!

When the two collided, the fire of the soul only resisted for a while and then went out.

"What?" Zixin frowned, and seemed to think that Lin Xuan's soul attack could become stronger.

"what"

The next moment, he finally tasted the power of the Sword of Soul