Inverse Sword God

On this day, Lin Xuan took the snow-white monkey and the dark red dragon to go out again.

At this moment, the city of Liusha is extremely lively, and the streets are constantly passing by. People in the major battlefields are full of enthusiasm and radiance, and they are extremely powerful.

At this moment, the Alliance Martial Arts Association has begun, and each major martial arts ground has become a match point, and a knockout trial is conducted.

Lin Xuan is so proud that he does not need to participate in the preliminary knockout. He only has to wait to participate in the final.

However, nothing to do, Lin Xuan intends to enter and watch.

Subsequently, he bought a ticket and entered the Douwu field of the Nangong family.

The voice inside was full of people.

Lin Xuan was seated in the last row, thinking about the platform below.

The warriors in Nangong Douwu are very high, so they only need to win ten games in a row to automatically win and enter the next round of competition.

Looking at the Quartet, Lin Xuan sighed and had to say that the Nangong family, as one of the top families in Liusha City, was very strong.

This fighting field alone is ten times larger than his Shenglongxuan fighting field.

The whole Douwu field is divided into four floors, the lower two floors are ordinary seats, and the upper two floors are exquisite private rooms, which are provided for some soldiers with status to watch the battle.

Surrounded by carved beams and painted buildings, on huge stone pillars, various exotic animals are carved.

Miaoling woman wearing a light gauze, carrying fine spirits, shuttled through the crowd.

Even if I occasionally eat tofu, I just look back and smile, not angry.

The whole Douwu field is very wide, and Lin Linxuan visually estimates that it can hold about tens of thousands of people.

Later, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, to know that the ticket he had just entered was one hundred Zhongpin Lingshi.

Nothing else, just this ticket, this Douwu field can earn 5 million Zhongpin Lingshi a day!

If you go out for defense and protection, you can earn two or three million Zhongpin spirits in one day.

This speed is too fast, just sitting still, countless spirits rolling in!

Of course, this grand event only exists in the Alliance Fighting Martial Arts Association, but it is also sufficient to show that the fighting martial arts is definitely a profiteering industry.

Although Lin Xuan was seated in the back row and integrated into the tens of thousands of people, he was quickly recognized.

The deacons of the Nangong family invited Lin Xuan to a private room on the third floor.

The whole private room is very large, towards a small palace, which is beautifully decorated with carved beams and paintings, magnificent.

Four arrogant and beautiful girls walked in slowly, two of them carrying exquisite spirits and various foods.

Another young girl was standing behind Lin Xuan and massaging her with Saitama.

The last beautiful girl pulled the front to the curtains, exposing a one-way perspective of crystal glass.

Lin Xuan enjoyed the food and wine, and sighed in his heart. It is indeed a private room, and the rank treatment is definitely not enjoyable by those martial arts with ordinary seats below.

He leaned comfortably on the deck chair, from where he could see the match on the ring through the crystal glass in front.

"Hahaha! Are all your warriors in the sand domain wasteless, even I can't catch it!"

Below, an extremely arrogant voice came.

What's more shocking is that there is a hint of innocence in the voice, which is obviously a teenager's voice.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly and looked down.

I saw a young man in a colorful robe standing with his hands on his shoulders, with a proud look. His eyes were like electricity, and he looked around the world, looking respected.

Did not look at anyone at all.

Hearing these words, the warriors on the first and second floors trembled suddenly, staring at the teenagers on the stage like hungry wolves, but no one dared to do anything.

Because the boy was so horrible, the powerful men of Unicom's Spiritual Realm were slap-flopped by him. Such people are definitely top genius masters.

Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, because he found that the crazy boy turned out to be a disciple of the Divine Bird Palace.

However, depending on the age, it is much younger than the single eyelid youth before, and it is estimated that they are 17 or 8 years old.

Judging from his cultivation, this young man seems to be stronger than a young man with a single eyelid.

"A bit interesting." Lin Xuan's mouth showed a mysterious smile.

Below, after the colorful boy shouted, a young strong man roared and swept onto the ring.

Peng!

With his feet on the ground, the whole battlefield of the earthquake shook endlessly, just like a huge magic mountain fell to the ground, and the violent power made people tremble.

"Boy, you're crazy! Take me a punch!"

The young man yelled angrily, his fists fought, as two angry dragons roared in the air.

Click! Click!

Wherever the fist wind passes, there are numerous cracks on the hard diamond ground. It is conceivable how strong the punch will be.

The void trembled, and the wind was hunting like a ghost howl.

This punch caused the Quartet to exclaim.

However, the boy in the colorful uniform was dismissive and sneered, looking at the running fist, he didn't dodge anything, but waited until the fist was approaching.

The teenager raised his palm, and then shot it with one palm.

Peng!

The air around him trembled fiercely, and numerous auras surged like a tsunami.

The horrible impact sounded like the landing of a nine-day **** thunder, and the ears of the trembling trembled.

The young man was as if struck by lightning, and his body flew upside down. There were numerous cracks in his arms, and scarlet blood blew across the ground.

Shocked, everyone was shocked, and the whole Douwu field exclaimed.

Such a mighty young man, who was seriously injured by the palm of his hand, is too scary.

The boy in the colorful uniform patted the young strong man in the palm of his hand, disdainfully said, "It's too weak to be a fly."

"Who else? Can take my hand."

The voice was extremely arrogant and echoed in the Douwu field.

"Should not, with his strength, it is impossible to participate in this kind of knockout?"

"Is there anything wrong in this?"

Everyone talked about ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ They saw the young man's strength, it was really too scary.

Such people can directly participate in the finals, but I did not expect to come to this place.

Zhu Ning stood on the ring, with a look of arrogance, and he enjoyed the horrified eyes around him.

With his strength, of course, he can directly enter the finals, but torture and kill the weak martial arts on the junior field can better satisfy his somewhat abnormal psychology.

"Why would a warrior of this level appear here?" Lin Xuan also frowned slightly, naturally he didn't know the opponent's abnormal psychology.

"It was the young man who insisted that he could have directly reached the final, but he refused."

A woman nearby said softly.

"Oh?" Lin Xuan was surprised and turned to look at the boy on the right.

The woman was two decades old, with a beautiful appearance and a arrogant figure. She was looking at Lin Xuan with a smile.

"You know?" Lin Xuan wondered