Inverse Sword God

Now the two ancestors are controlled by a group of Yin soldiers and blood beasts, and they can't make a move at all, so he has to do it himself.

If he is lucky, he might be able to quietly get some secrets from Lin Xuan.

That way, in the future, his cultivation base may advance by leaps and bounds, and he may even reach the level of the ancestor.

Thinking of this, there was a trace of madness in his eyes, this is definitely the best opportunity.

This is his best chance to catch Lin Xuan.

Thinking of this, the animal-clothed youth let out a low snort, his whole body burning with spiritual power, like a huge flame, crackling and crackling the void around him.

The five fingers rushed out and flew across the air, forming a cage that enveloped Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, his body was erratic, and countless figures appeared in the void.

At the same time, the Fengying Sword pierced out, each time a fine sword energy pierced through the void and hit the bright finger light.

At the same time, he clenched his left hand, forming a bottle of pitch-black sword, floating in the air.

"The sword of extinction."

The long sword was pitch black, exuding a breath of death, like the sword of hell, which made people tremble.

This sword was originally enlightened from the blood of the king, and now it is cast through the dragon sword soul, and its power is several times greater than before.

Not only that, but the sense of desolation and desolation on the long sword became more concentrated.

With a wave of Lin Xuan's arm, the pitch-black sword of Nirvana quickly slashed down towards the young man in animal clothes.

Wherever it passed, an aura of silence and death emanated, and the whole space was filled with an icy coldness, as if it was about to freeze.

In an instant, the face of the young man in animal clothes became extremely ugly, and he felt that the functions of his body were disappearing rapidly, as if the essence of life was about to be drained away.

"What kind of sword technique is this? It's so weird! It can actually take away the breath of life!" He was horrified and retreated violently.

Lin Xuan held the Fengying Sword in his right hand and chopped off the five fingers. At the same time, he held the Nirvana Sword in his left hand and quickly slashed at the beast-clothed youth.

In an instant, the youth in animal clothes lost his previous arrogance.

His figure jumped continuously, and he dodged at a fast speed. He could feel that if he was cut by that pitch-black sword, most of his body's life would definitely be lost.

In this dangerous lost temple, being seriously injured is undoubtedly tantamount to death.

The young man in animal clothes gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling. He couldn't understand why Lin Xuan's strength suddenly became so fierce.

Now this situation is beyond his dreams. His cultivation has reached the limit of the psychic realm, which can be said to be extremely powerful, but he did not expect to be chased and beaten by a warrior in the middle of the psychic realm.

Fortunately, there are no other warriors here, otherwise he would have died.

The gray and white elders were fighting fiercely with a group of Yin soldiers, blood beasts, and bone demon generals. They glanced at the situation of the young man in animal clothes, and their beards raised in anger.

At that moment, they thought they were dazzled, and a kid in the middle of the psychic realm actually chased and killed a warrior at the limit of the psychic realm.

This is so ridiculous!

"Hun Li, what are you doing, use all your strength to take him down!" the old man in gray shouted angrily.

Hearing this, the young man in animal clothes trembled, knowing that he could no longer keep it.

"Boy, I didn't expect your strength to rise to such a level. It really surprised me!"

"But let's stop here, I will let you know what a real strong man is, and you can be proud enough to die on the power of blood."

After all, the young man in animal clothes is not dodging, he is standing in the void, with black hair fluttering behind him, and the robes on his body are rattling, his personal momentum is constantly rising, and bloody lines are filling his whole body.

Behind him, a phantom of a fierce tiger was condensed and roared in all directions.

At the same time, black and white lines appeared on his cheeks and arms.

Not only that, her bones and limbs also became thicker, and her whole body was full of viciousness.

Anyone who has seen the power of my blood, no one can survive, and you are no exception! Soul Li's voice was cold.

After using the power of blood, he became extremely fierce and violent.

"The power of blood?" Lin Xuan stopped, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he possessed the dragon sword soul, and he was not afraid of the coercion of blood at all!

"Ignorant ants, it seems that you still don't understand the power of blood!" Seeing Lin Xuan's sneer, a trace of anger appeared in the eyes of the young man in animal clothes.

Afterwards, he was full of murderous aura, and scratched the traces of crosses in the void with both hands.

The void trembled, and the spiritual power was condensed. As soon as the phantom of the white tiger emerged, it let out a roar that shook the sky, and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

This force is too strong, it has already surpassed the limit of the psychic realm.

The young man in animal clothes grinned. This blow was enough to kill an ordinary warrior at the limit of the psychic realm. Lin Xuan couldn't resist at all.

The tiger roared, shaking the void, and came to Lin Xuan in an instant.

With a cold expression on Lin Xuan's face, he held the sword of Nirvana and quickly stabbed forward.

The pitch-black Sword of Nirvana exudes the power of Nirvana death, like a sword of death, quickly across the void.

In an instant, it collided with the phantom of the tiger.

When the two collided, there was no dazzling light nor a shocking explosion.

In the icy black stillness, when touching the phantom of the white tiger, it made a chichi sound like ice and fire.

The huge phantom of the white tiger became dimmed, as if the energy in his body was drained and he was sluggish.

And the sword of Nirvana still exuded a dark and cold light, and the aura it exuded quickly dissipated the phantom of the white tiger.

Not only that, even the young man in animal clothes behind was shocked, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

At the moment just now, he felt an abnormally cold aura enveloped him, as if sucking up the energy in his body.

In an instant, he felt that a lot of life essence and spiritual power had been lost.

This method was too weird, his face turned pale with fright, and he quickly cut off the connection with the phantom of the white tiger, and then the cold death breath gradually disappeared.

"What kind of sword is it? It's so terrifying!" The young man in animal clothes was terrified, and he realized that he still underestimated Lin Xuan.

"This is the power of your blood?" Lin Xuan sneered, "In my opinion, it's even worse than garbage!"

"Don't you want to kill me? I want to see how you killed me?" Lin Xuan snorted coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent.

He has no enmity with the other party, and he doesn't even know each other at all, but the other party wants to kill him more than once or twice because of the greed in his heart.

This made him angry and unable to forgive the other party.

Lin Xuan was like a god of killing, with the sword of Nirvana in his hand, walking step by step.

"Looking for death!" The fur-clothed youth was furious.

As a peerless genius of the clan, he has been watched by thousands of people since he was a child, and no one has ever dared to despise him like this.

Now, a warrior in the middle of the psychic realm dared to treat him like this!

He waved his fists, and made hundreds of fist shadows, which condensed into a ferocious white tiger. Finally, the entire void was filled with hundreds of fist shadows, which shocked Lin Xuan.