Inverse Sword God

"Go ahead! I'll let you know the power of the Divine Mighty!" Xing Lifeng held his fists together, his face as cold as an iceberg.

"Brother Feng will win!"

"It is necessary to say, this is for sure, I only hope Brother Feng can teach this kid fiercely!" The disciples of the Divine Order all said with gritted teeth. If it was not for the door regulations, they would have rushed to the masses.

"You are the best of them?" Lin Xuan smiled.

"It's not important whether it's the most powerful, but it's enough to deal with you!" Xing Lifeng's eyes were like a knife, and he wished to stab a hole in Lin Xuan.

"Brother Xing is of course the most powerful, boy, are you afraid! Now you want to beg for mercy, it's too late!"

"The best thing is, it's boring to fight with them. Why not? If you lose, each of them will contribute 30 points to me. How about?" Lin Xuan wanted to play a big ticket.

Xing Lifeng's body is as stable as a mountain. He said in a deep voice, "What if you lose?"

"Do it with your gods."

"it is good!"

As soon as the words of the crickets fell, Xing Lifeng rushed forward and waved his right fist like a wild animal, slamming into Lin Xuan.

The violent forces disturbed the air flow in front of them, forming a gust of wind. Above that fist, a stream of light flickered, and there was a faint roar of beasts, and the trembling air buzzed and trembled.

Fierce, violent!

The disciples around the gods group couldn't help but sip it out: "Good boxing, Brother Xing, go over him!"

Xuan Lixuan looked dignified, this Xing Lifeng's strength was even stronger than that of Liang Hong, he had to deal with it with all his strength.

握 He held the sword in his right hand and pierced straight out. At this moment, the physical strength and the spiritual power in the body were perfectly integrated. At this moment, he concentrated all the strength on the sword tip.

The next moment, the black sword and the red fist slammed together.

Huh!

The sparks splattered and the roar sounded.

Lin Linxuan stepped back three steps before he unloaded that violent power. His eyes were like swords, full of warfare.

"Hell! How could he block Brother Xing's fist?"

"Brother Xing is King Hercules, how can this kid be all right? I must have been dazzled!" Many disciples of the Divine Prestige lost their voices.

"King of Hercules? Sure enough, great strength!" Lin Xuan's mouth turned a radian.

This originally appreciated words fell in Xing Lifeng's ears, but was painful like acupuncture. He is a lot higher than Lin Xuan! Moreover, his most proud power did not hurt Lin Xuan.

结果 This result made him difficult to accept. He originally thought that Lin Xuan was only fast, but he did not expect that power was so horrible.

"Humph!"

Xing Lifeng's face was cold, his fists were clenched, his body was full of light, and his whole body was swollen like a human beast.

He stomped his feet and rushed again, his fists pressed like a mountain.

The power of this punch is more fierce than before.

Lin Xuan stepped on the basic footwork, his body rushed out like an arrow, and the black iron sword stabbed again, like the same black lightning.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Xing Lifeng seemed to be in a frenzy, one punch after another, each punch was as heavy as a mountain, and the void was buzzing and trembling. Lin Xuan's black hair danced wildly, her body beating blue, like a burning flame.

Xun Lei moved the thirteen swords and completely turned into lightning in the hands of Lin Xuan. Each sword condensed the strength of the whole body, collided with a mountain-like fist, and burst into a brilliant light.

"Who is Lin Xuan who can fight with Xing Lifeng for so long?"

"Yeah, not only is the sword speed super fast, but the power is also a strong metamorphosis, is he condensing his veins to the fourth order?"

"No wonder you dare to challenge the Divine Order, and really have the ability!"

The disciples all around Lai lamented that they seemed to be witnessing the rise of an outside star.

"Hmm! What a pride, Brother Xing will not lose!"

"That is, the spiritual difference between Ningmai fifth-order and Ningmai fourth-order cannot be made up, and it will consume him to consume him!" The disciples of the Shenwei regiment still gave up.

In the flag of the battlefield, the two figures were shaking and the lights were flying around.

Huh!

After 碰撞 collided again, the two finally separated and floated to the rear.

"Hum, boy, you can fight with me for such a long time, you are still the first person! However, the game is over!" Xing Lifeng's white shirt was broken, but his breath was still undiminished.

Zhe Linxuan's original torn clothes are now more broken. He tore open his upper body's clothes with his hands, revealing a strong chest.

"If there are any moves, let's make them come out. I'll fix your contribution points!" Lin Xuan, like the same **** of war, is extremely powerful.

"Hundred beasts fist!" Xing Lifeng kicked the ground out of a deep pit, and his body was like lightning, leaving a shadow in the air and attacking Lin Xuan.

"It turned out to be beast boxing, this Lin Xuan is dangerous!"

"Haha, Huang Jie advanced martial arts, who can stop?"

"The might of miraculous!"

I felt the violentness of this fist, Lin Xuan frowned, and there was another trick in the thunder swordsmanship, which was unity. Thirteen swords combined into one sword, the power is unimaginable.

He urged the whole body of spiritual power to the highest state, the spirit of the whole person reached the peak, and the black iron sword in his hand turned into a black torrent, rushing out.

Boom!

The light is shining and the sound is soaring.

The two figures are scattered at the touch of a touch, and they alternate.

Woo!

Lin Linxuan stopped his figure, his sword pointed obliquely, like the same sword king.

Xing Lifeng also stopped, standing like a mountain. UU Reading Books www.uukanshu.com

Snapped!

The crisp sound sounded, like the most exquisite porcelain broken, the black iron sword in Lin Xuan's hands turned into numerous fragments and fell to the ground.

"Haha, I knew that Brother Xing would win!"

"That's, Brother Xing mighty! Lin Xuan, you wait to die!"

All the Divine Disciples' disciples are as excited as having beaten chicken blood. There is no way. They have been suppressed for too long and need to be released.

But, just as they were carnival, Xing Lifeng's body trembled suddenly, then a blood spurted out and fell backwards.

The smile on the face of the Puppet Masters disciples has not faded, but the eyes are rounded, the faces become red, the neck seems to be pinched, and it is impossible to speak for a long time.

After a while, the crowd exclaimed, and then seven or eight Shenwei disciples rushed up and quickly raised Xing Lifeng: "Brother Xing, are you okay!"

"He's okay, just got a little wound, you don't have to make a fuss." Lin Xuan took a pity glance at the black iron sword, and then said, "Everyone contribute thirty, please hand it in!"

The disciples of the Divine Gods League turned blushing and could not wait to find a place to drill into it. For many years, no one dared to find trouble with the Divine Order, but now it is planted in the hands of a little disciple.

All Shenwei disciples gave a fierce glance at Lin Xuan, so they reluctantly turned in thirty contributions.

Gao Linxuan got points of contribution, then picked up the black iron sword fragments and walked back to his hut.

The disciples nearby were very excited. This battle was so exciting that Lin Xuan became their idol, one person and one sword, overthrowing the mighty regiment. Just think about it!

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