Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 130 - 130 129 One Against Four

130: Chapter 129: One Against Four?

130: Chapter 129: One Against Four?

A Sword Qi, over thirty feet long and robustly fierce, as if it threatened to crush the Void, slashed toward the crowd.

Martial Artists, including Yuan Fei and Wan Jianxing, were all enveloped by this one sword.

Some people watching from a distance had their hearts pounding.

Who was this formidable person, so arrogant, to strike at so many people with a single sword?

Yuan Fei and Wan Jianxing were also slightly stunned, then immediately burst into a great rage.

They were among the highest in Combat Power here, and basically, no one dared to provoke them.

Even if someone did, they acted as if facing a formidable enemy.

Who would have acted like this, slashing a sword at everyone?

A few people landed, their faces grim.

In the air, the Five-Colored Spirit Pill was trapped by Spiritual Power, hovering ceaselessly in mid-air.

In front of the Alchemy Room, the atmosphere was tense, and many Martial Artists’ gazes were all directed at one person.

The person who had unsheathed the sword was Lin Xuan.

He targeted the Five-Colored Elixir with his sword, so any Martial Artist who came close to the Elixir came under attack.

“What do you mean?” Wan Jianxing’s body was shrouded with Sword Qi, seeming ready to strike at any moment, and Yuan Fei and the others also looked at Lin Xuan with displeasure.

“It’s simple,” said Lin Xuan in an even tone, as if he were discussing a very ordinary matter, “this Elixir now belongs to me.”

But to the ears of the crowd, his words dropped like a stone into a lake, stirring up huge ripples.

Yuan Fei narrowed his eyes, looking at Lin Xuan with a hostile expression, his gaze like that of a Fierce Beast, as if ready to devour someone.

“Out of respect that we are from the same Sect, I’ll spare your life.

Now get lost!” Wan Jianxing sneered coldly.

Other Martial Artists also burst into laughter.

If a Martial Artist of the Spirit Sea Second Layer Heaven had said this, they might have been afraid.

But they wouldn’t take a kid who had just entered the Spirit Sea Realm seriously.

“Brother Wan, I’ll teach this kid a lesson.

Xuantian Sect won’t mind, right?” a blue-clothed young man said with a sinister smile.

Wan Jianxing did not speak, which was taken as tacit approval of the act.

He also wanted to see what power the legendary Sword Intent truly possessed.

The youth strode forward, crackling sounds emanating from his body, fiery-red Spiritual Power pulsating like real flames.

“Kid, let me see what skills you have to make such bold claims!”

“What’s your name?” Lin Xuan asked calmly, “I don’t strike the nameless.”

The youth’s face instantly turned red, flushed with anger.

“The name’s Chen An, and you’ll remember it!”

The blue-clothed young man used his Spiritual Power to conjure two Fire Snakes, twining them around his arms before launching them with a sweep of his palms.

“Spiritual Snake Palm!”

The light distorted, and the air emitted intense heat.

Multiple snake shadows writhed and advanced in interweaving paths.

For a moment, a terrifying heatwave hit them all.

Without the Array protection around, probably everything within thirty feet would be scorched dry.

“This is the Chen Family’s Spiritual Snake Palm; it looks like he has trained it to the Second Realm, ‘Spirit Snake Emergence.'”

Somebody recognized the Martial Arts technique used by the young man and murmured.

“Let’s see how that kid deals with it!” Many Martial Artists scoffed.

This temperature, even for a Martial Artist in the Spirit Sea First Layer Middle Stage, had to be earnestly confronted.

Lin Xuan gestured with his hand, and the Red Flame Greatsword appeared.

He swung the great sword, landing a strike on the Fire Snake’s head.

Crack!

Crack!

The three-foot-long Fire Snake, suddenly covered in cracks, disintegrated into fragments under the astonished eyes of the onlookers.

“Spectacular precision!

Does he know the flaw of the Spiritual Snake Palm?” the spectators were astonished.

The young man Chen An’s face turned an iron blue.

He couldn’t believe his Ultimate Skill was so easily defeated.

“Go to hell!”

He waved his palms again, and four fiery-red Spiritual Snakes detached and stabbed toward Lin Xuan from different directions.

“Wind Moon Return Dance!”

With his Longsword horizontally held, Lin Xuan spun like a top.

Within three feet in front of him, a blue Sword Qi light screen was formed.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Like a meat grinder, any Fire Snake that approached him was shredded by the Sword Light.

“Any other moves, bring them all out,” Lin Xuan spoke gravely, “If not, then it’s my turn to attack.”

“Hmph, don’t be smug—let me show you my ultimate skill!”

Chen An’s face burned with humiliation; he couldn’t believe he was being bested by a youth, driving him to near madness.

“Fire Devouring World!”

Chen An’s body twisted, his flexibility beyond belief.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, his body’s Spiritual Power condensed into a giant snake, dozens of feet long, composed entirely of Spiritual Power.

The huge Red Snake covered Chen An, its tail beating the ground continuously, forming a sea of fire and heat waves.

With a twist, Chen An charged out with the Red Snake.

The snake’s head, large as a house, opened its wide, fan-shaped mouth, biting towards Lin Xuan.

“Wind and Thunder Slash!”

Lin Xuan reversed his grip on his sword and struck upward, leaping high into the air.

Where he passed, he trailed a dazzling sword light.

Golden Sword Light flashed past, as if slicing through the air, reaching the ultimate speed.

All the spectators could see was a flash of Sword Light, and Lin Xuan had arrived in front of Chen An.

The icy sword edge rested on Chen An’s neck, while the huge Red Snake had been split in two and vanished into thin air.

Chen An dared not move, holding a strange posture, goosebumps forming on his neck.

He was certain that if he dared to make a move now, his head would part from his body.

“I’ve lost…” Pale-faced, Chen An’s voice was somewhat weak.

Lin Xuan sheathed his longsword and flashed forwards.

Looking up at the Five-Colored Elixir suspended in mid-air, his body burst forth with an intense Sword Intent.

His Sword Intent soared to the skies, penetrating heaven and earth as if to tear everything apart.

“What is this power?”

“Was that not his full strength just now?”

“Good heavens, what kind of monster is he?”

The crowd’s complexions changed drastically as they collectively retreated.

Chen An retreated with a bitter smile, realizing his defeat was not unjust.

Facing such a freak, probably only the likes of Wan Jianxing could defeat him.

Only four figures remained in the field, able to withstand Lin Xuan’s Sword Intent.

“Is this Sword Intent?” Wan Jianxing, sensing the piercing cold in the air, was excited.

“But to take away the Elixir, this isn’t enough!” His aura underwent a drastic change, as if he had a meteor trailing behind him.

Sword Intent clashed with Sword Force!

Even though Sword Force was not as formidable as Sword Intent, Wan Jianxing’s cultivation far exceeded Lin Xuan’s, making the two forces roughly equal on balance.

To the side, Yuan Fei’s body seemed to double in size, his muscles on display like that of an otherworldly Fierce Beast.

The other two also employed Protective Defenses to resist the Sword Intent.

Lin Xuan looked at the four men, unafraid.

He wasn’t trying to defeat the quartet, but to take the Elixir Pills away.

This he understood very clearly.

Defeating the four was difficult; with his current level of Cultivation, it was virtually impossible.

But to barely snatch the Elixir and escape, he had a good chance.

With his War Intent soaring and Sword Intent surging, he looked ready for a great battle, but secretly, he used his Soul Power to probe and plan his retreat.

“Lord of Wine, the Array is up to you,” Lin Xuan instructed.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be safe,” Lord of Wine responded.

The surrounding crowd watched tensely, this could be an earth-shattering battle they had to witness carefully, potentially gaining some insight.

The next moment, Lin Xuan made his move.

He swung his sword, unleashing numerous slashes, each carrying a tremendous Sword Qi, like a Flood Dragon emerging from the sea, fierce and unstoppable.

The sky filled with Sword Qi, carrying the might of Sword Intent, chopping towards the four opponents ahead.