Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 200 - 200 199 Purple Demon Eyes

200: Chapter 199: Purple Demon Eyes 200: Chapter 199: Purple Demon Eyes Sword Qi transformed into snakes, frenziedly tearing at the four purple-clothed Martial Artists.

Lin Xuan slashed two purple-clothed Martial Artists back with his sword, and with a flick of his hand, pulled Zhao Xue behind him.

“Boy, you dare to obstruct the Purple Extreme Demon Palace in our affairs?

You clearly don’t know the meaning of death!”

One of the Martial Artists roared furiously as his right fist suddenly crashed forward.

The force of the punch was fierce, like a fierce tiger pouncing, carrying a momentum that seemed to obliterate everything.

Lin Xuan thrust his longsword with extreme speed.

Before the brutal punch could land, Lin Xuan’s longsword had already pierced the opponent.

The protective defense shattered, the armor was penetrated, and although the purple-clothed Martial Artist maintained the posture of throwing the punch, the Spiritual Power on his body rapidly dissipated.

Thump!

The purple-clothed Martial Artist slammed onto the ground, a sword mark the size of a bowl appearing on his chest.

Zhao Xue stood behind Lin Xuan, her hands tightly covering her mouth as she watched the scene unfold.

She hadn’t expected Lin Xuan’s swordsmanship to be so fierce that he could kill a Spirit Sea Fifth Level Martial Artist with a single sword strike.

The remaining three men looked extremely grim; their Purple Extreme Demon Palace had always dominated in Ying Country, never expecting to be defeated by a mere boy.

“Zi Liu, Zi Qi, both of you go together!” the leading middle-aged man commanded coldly.

“Yes!”

The two young men, one on the left and one on the right, attacked Lin Xuan together.

One dao and one sword slashed towards Lin Xuan.

Meanwhile, the leading middle-aged man’s eyes emitted a burst of Purple Light, and an invisible Soul Power surged towards Lin Xuan.

Seeing the purple glow in the middle-aged man’s eyes, Lin Xuan’s expression subtly changed.

Without a moment to think, he activated his Purple Spirit Eyes to counter the opponent’s Soul Attack.

At the same time, he swiftly unleashed two strikes of the Melt Wind Style.

The Sword Qi melded into the air, silent and invisible, strengthened by Sword Intent; the attack power of the two Sword Qi was extreme.

Puff!

Puff!

The two Martial Artists couldn’t defend in time, screamed tragically, and fell down.

“You!”

The middle-aged man’s face changed drastically, astonished not only by Lin Xuan’s formidable attack power but also staring intently at Lin Xuan’s eyes.

“You, how could you…”

Whoosh!

Lin Xuan stepped into the Wind Thunder Step, instantly appearing in front of the middle-aged man.

His hand thrust out the Autumn Trace Sword continuously, his Spiritual Power fluctuating wildly, piercing many holes into the void.

Thud!

The middle-aged man felt the fierce aura above the sword edge and dared not meet it head-on, choosing instead to crash through the window and flee.

He landed on the ground, preparing to retreat first.

Lin Xuan would not give him the chance, infusing his Soul Power into the icy surface, utilizing the Attack Saint Technique aided by great Sword Intent.

“Frozen Prison!”

The ice surface shattered, four ice snakes twisting their bodies, entangling the limbs of the middle-aged man in purple, gripping them tightly.

The snakeheads flickered, spreading Cold Energy rapidly throughout his body.

The middle-aged man in purple was greatly frightened, the purple glow in his eyes intensifying as Spiritual Power fluctuated around him like burning flames.

Thud, thud, thud!

The ice snakes were shattered by the formidable power, and the middle-aged man quickly escaped.

Crack!

Just as he moved, a giant Ice Spear surged up from the ground, surrounded by golden lightning atop its spearhead.

“Stab!” Lin Xuan shouted lowly.

The middle-aged man swung his palms, conjuring a light screen in front of him, barely blocking the spear.

“It’s just a simplified Purple Demon Pupil!” the purple-clothed man sneered coldly upon landing, “Today, let me show you the true power of the Purple Demon Pupil!”

The middle-aged man’s eyes flickered with light, an invisible force stabbing towards Lin Xuan.

Hum!

Instantaneously, Lin Xuan felt the surrounding scene change as he seemed to enter a strange space.

“Strangle!” the voice of the middle-aged man in purple echoed, elusive and fleeting.

Lin Xuan felt immobilized, countless blades stabbing into his chest.

“Little Xuanzi, this is the Spirit Space, hurry and escape!” Lord Wine’s voice echoed in Lin Xuan’s heart.

“Spirit World?” Lin Xuan suddenly understood that he had been tricked.

“Break for me!”

A dragon’s roar sounded, and a cyan giant dragon, baring its teeth and claws, transformed into a sword light and instantly shattered everything.

Pu!

The middle-aged man in purple suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body swaying as if about to fall.

“Impossible, how could you escape?

You’re just a simplified Demon Pupil!” The big man in purple said in disbelief.

Lin Xuan’s face was pale, he had just been spiritually attacked and had nearly died.

“What a cunning attack!” Lin Xuan swiftly counterattacked.

“Wind Emperor’s Sword.”

The power of Wind and Thunder moved together, making this sword strike exceedingly fast.

The middle-aged man in purple barely reacted before he was struck by the sword.

However, as a leader, he too was extraordinary.

In a critical moment, he forcefully twisted his body, avoiding a fatal blow.

Pu!

His chest was pierced, the big man in purple was severely injured, but it was not lethal.

“Thunder Move!”

Countless arcs of golden electricity surged out, exploding inside the body of the big man in purple.

“Ah—”

In an instant, he was severely damaged.

“No one can offend the Purple Extreme Demon Palace!” the big man in purple said fiercely.

“You will face endless assassination, the most cruel torture in the world is waiting for you!”

The middle-aged man in purple suddenly ignited his whole body’s Spiritual Power, his eyes growing brighter, like two flames burning.

Sizzle!

A beam of Purple Light struck towards Lin Xuan, as fast as lightning.

Lin Xuan raised his sword to block, but it was useless, the Purple Light entered his body and disappeared.

“Die in fear!” the middle-aged man in purple let out a ghastly laugh.

“Not good!”

Lin Xuan’s pupils narrowed, and he quickly flashed away.

Using Wind Thunder Step, Lin Xuan arrived on the second floor in the blink of an eye, grabbed Zhao Xue, and ran towards the distance.

Boom!

A shocking explosion resounded, turning the entire small courtyard into dust.

The middle-aged man in purple chose to self-destruct, leaving nothing behind.

With Zhao Xue, Lin Xuan quickly reached outside the city.

The two found a safe place and took a brief rest.

Lin Xuan’s expression was grim; it seemed he had provoked a bunch of madmen, and what worried him most was that Purple Light that had entered his body.

If he wasn’t mistaken, it was probably some kind of marking, but Lin Xuan couldn’t find it.

Lin Xuan asked Lord of Wine for help, who found it but couldn’t do anything in his current state.

Seeing Lin Xuan’s purple eyes, Zhao Xue screamed in horror.

“You, you’re from the Purple Extreme Demon Palace!” She fearfully took two steps back.

Lin Xuan’s gaze flickered, and his eyes returned to clarity.

“This is Purple Spirit Eyes.” Lin Xuan spoke sternly.

Zhao Xue also calmed down.

Lin Xuan had killed a Disciple of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace; they couldn’t possibly be on the same side.

“I’m sorry, I dragged you into this.”

“It’s no use talking about this now,” Lin Xuan said grimly, “I must be under a secret technique; it’s even more dangerous for you to be with me now!”

“Since both are being hunted, rather stay together than be alone.

At least we can look out for each other,” Zhao Xue didn’t want to act alone.

“Do you have any way to remove this mark from me?” Lin Xuan asked.

Zhao Xue shook her head: “The Pupil Skill of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace is very special; aside from themselves, no one else can lift it.”

Lin Xuan pondered.

From the middle-aged man’s words, he guessed that the Purple Spirit Eyes were likely created by imitating the Purple Demon Eyes.

But compared to the true Purple Demon Eyes, it was much inferior, let alone in the aspect of attack; it couldn’t create that kind of mental Space.

Even the mark implanted in his body, Purple Spirit Eyes could not detect it.

“Little Xuanzi, there are two ways to remove the mark inside you,” Lord of Wine slowly said.