Inverse Sword God

"Damn, you forgot!"

Fan Hengfei was startled, his face became extremely ugly.

He just thought about covering his face, and even in anxiety he turned out to be chaotic. This chaotic atmosphere is only the warriors' union of the first holy land.

In this way, he absolutely exposed his identity.

Sure enough, when he heard the sounds around him, he had the urge to run away, and even wished to find a place to drill in.

Because it's too shameful.

On the opposite side, Lin Xuan said with a smile: "That, you reveal your identity, you can't blame me."

He did not expect that the other party was such an idiot and easily revealed his identity.

Fan Hengfei, however, grew more and more angry. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were icy.

"It's you, it's all you!"

"If it weren't for you, how could I have revealed myself?"

"Dare you reveal my identity, let me die!"

Fan Hengfei was murderous. Now that he had been identified, he simply let go and was not covering it up.

He decided to start immediately, kill the other party, and then leave, looking for opportunities to meet with the people in the Holy Land to destroy the exhibition.

"So powerful!"

The surrounding people felt the breath emerging from Fan Hengfei and exclaimed.

This breath changed their faces, and there was no sarcastic expression on everyone's face, instead a solemn touch.

This is definitely the level of Tianjiao in order to show such a powerful momentum, such people do not dare to provoke them.

But soon, they set their sights on Lin Xuan, and at the same time the argument sounded again.

"Who is this man who can fight against Tianjiao in the Holy Land of Manchu?"

"Is he also a Tianjiao disciple in a holy place?"

"I don't look like it. He doesn't have any terrible breath. Could it be a casual repair?"

"No, a Tianjiao who wants to challenge Wanchu Holy Land, isn't this trying to die?"

Everyone talked, and saw a ghostly expression.

Nearby, all the warriors were stunned.

In their opinion, Lin Xuan was too daring to dare to provoke Wanchu Holy Land.

Hearing the conversation around, Fan Hengfei once again showed a proud smile.

"Did you hear me, a little casual repair, dare to provoke me?"

"Let me die!"

He raised his palm, surrounded by the chaos of his body, and then shot it with one palm.

The terrible atmosphere of chaos surged, blooming endless hours of light, forming a chaotic palm, and shooting it hard.

Everyone exclaimed that this palm was beyond their expectations and was very powerful.

"That kid is dead!"

"The arrogance of this 10,000 Holy Land is stronger than expected."

Indeed, the opponent still reaches the Six Star King, and it is very powerful. I am afraid that the average Six Star King is not his opponent.

Everyone shook their heads.

Lin Xuan was calm, he stood with his hands on his shoulders, and looked at each other quietly.

He waited until the chaotic palms came before him.

Pointing like a sword, he slowly raised his finger and split it forward.

At his fingertips, a sharp sword light swallowed.

Hum!

The next moment, the two collided and made a thunderous sound.

The sound waves circled the whole mountain and spread out in all directions. At this moment, everyone turned their heads and looked towards this side.

In the sky, the chaotic air erupted and turned into chaos, covering the whole sky.

"That's chaos! It's a master of the first holy land!"

Many people exclaimed and hurried up.

The warriors who had already watched the war were back crazy, for fear of being affected by this chaotic light.

"What a terrible chaotic palm, it seems that kid is absolutely dead!"

"Estimated to be slapped to death."

"It's really stupid. Although the Holy Land has suffered a great loss this time, and its reputation has been damaged, it's not that everyone provokes!"

Talking and sneer came, obviously, they thought that Lin Xuan was not saved.

However, when the air of chaos in the sky dissipated, everyone looked forward, and then all stopped.

They widened their eyes as if they had seen a ghost, and the smiles on their faces were stiff and ugly.

Because of the front, Lin Xuan stood with his hands on his shoulders, his clothes fluttered, and he was calm and unscathed without any harm.

On the contrary, Fan Hengfei had a pale face, his right hand dangled, and a sword hole appeared in his palm.

Deep bones were revealed, and blood ran down the floor.

"What? How is this happening!"

"Cangtian, who is this boy who even hurt the genius of Wanchu Holy Land in one stroke?"

"So terrible sword air!"

"It's surprising to be able to penetrate the atmosphere of chaos."

"Which school does he belong to? How can I not recognize?"

Countless comments sounded, and all those warriors around were shocked.

No one dares to underestimate Lin Xuan, because it is definitely a young master who can hit Fan Hengfei in one stroke.

And it's the top one.

Lin Xuan sneered, and the other party dared to fight with him.

You know, even Wanlei Shengzi was beaten by him like a bereavement, not to mention the other party.

"Damn, you dare hurt me!"

Fan Hengfei gritted his teeth and hurt his hand.

Not only that, but the remaining sword qi can not be easily eliminated.

This shocked him.

In other words, his wounds couldn't heal at all.

Moreover, he never thought that the other party could hurt him.

Because in his original expectation, he just slapped him enough to shoot the other side.

However, the opposite is true.

The opponent did not receive any injuries, and his palms were almost abolished.

"I told you all, don't do anything with me, because you can't beat me."

"You see, you have to listen to me, now you are suffering."

Lin Xuan shook his head slightly.

On hearing that, Fan Hengfei's face was terribly dark. He took some elixir from the storage ring and took it quickly.

And sealed the wound with the air of chaos, so that those sword air no longer spread.

The next moment, he roared, and a chaotic light burst from his body, suspended above his head.

It was a square seal ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The chaos air was surrounded by it, and it was mixed with the power of thunder and lightning.

Envelop his body.

"This is the Chaos Thunderprint!"

Someone exclaimed, apparently recognizing this magic weapon.

This is a special magical power of the Holy Land of Manchuria. It blends the atmosphere of chaos into the treasure to form a special weapon, which is very powerful.

Sure enough, the next moment, Fan Hengfei urged the Chaos Thunder Seal, and suddenly a terrible force rushed out.

The sky of chaos interweaves with the terrible thunder, forming a powerful coercion, making the soldiers around him pale.

There was even a feeling of palpitations.

The terrible chaotic thunderbolt is shining, as big as basketball, exuding a huge breath.

This huge force could not bear even the void, and the earth was cracked and cracks appeared.