Inverse Sword Mad God
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Crack!

Crack!

A blood-red pillar of light carried endless oppressive force, sweeping across all directions, repelling the Sword Qi in the sky.

“Haha, Brother Zi Ye is mighty!”

“Bloodline Power is invincible!”

The disciples of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace shouted loudly, their voices shaking the heavens.

Even the older generation twitched their eyes and marveled in silence.

“I’m afraid only Yu Fei can contend with him,” an elder from Rain Country murmured.

Lin Xuan was struck by the blood-red pillar of light and kept retreating, but the glow from his Thunder Pattern Body shone brightly, managing to dissipate that force.

“What terrifying power!” Lin Xuan’s heart sank a little, realizing the horror of Bloodline Power only after clashing with it.

And according to Lord of Wine, this was only the most diluted Bloodline Power.

His Bloodline Power can’t be used for long; I’ll wear him down first!

Lin Xuan thrust out his sword, using the Melt Wind Style to launch a strange attack on Zi Ye.

Around him, countless strands of Sword Qi suddenly surged, forming a cross to ensnare his target.

Zi Ye, his body enveloped in Blood Qi, radiated a flourishing aura, with each move imbued with terrifying power.

A palm strike created a purple Light Palm several meters high, blasting outward in every direction.

At the same time, his body shot out like a meteor, advancing towards Lin Xuan.

Zi Ye did not want to continue this war of attrition.

He wished to conserve combat power for another battle with Yu Fei.

Like a purple wraith, Zi Ye struck like lightning.

His eyes interlaced light, creating a purple-red net engulfing Lin Xuan.

At the same time, he unleashed two vast Palm Shadows, relentlessly bombarding Lin Xuan.

For a moment, Lin Xuan was under attack from three sides, with space itself nearly bursting.

Lin Xuan’s expression darkened, leaving him only retreating.

But he could not retreat; through his Soul Power, he felt Zi Ye’s momentum growing stronger.

And this momentum directly affected their combat power; he would not allow Zi Ye to continue to dominate.

Moreover, as a swordsman, he would rather break than bend, and he certainly would not pull back.

With sword light flickering in his eyes, Lin Xuan held his longsword level and gently thrust out.

As gentle as the breeze and as light as a cloud, it seemed like a random strike.

But it sent a chill through the crowd, as if they were pierced by it.

Wind Emperor’s Sword.

Lin Xuan paid no heed to the Light Palms on either side; his eyes fixed solely on Zi Ye.

That one sword, embodying fifty percent of the mastery of the Wind Emperor’s Sword, was one of Lin Xuan’s most formidable attacks.

Sizzle!

Sizzle!

The Sword Light flashed by, swift as the Floating Light and Shadow, reaching the ultimate speed.

The Light Palms on each side were sliced through their middles, turning into fragments and dissipating, and even the purple-red column in front was obstructed.

A seemingly effortless sword, yet heavy as ten thousand pounds.

The surrounding air seemed to merge into the sword, leaving a vacuum in its wake.

Cracks appeared in the purple-red pillar, and Zi Ye’s momentum was checked.

“You can’t block this!”

Zi Ye shouted aloud, exerting himself once more, as the Blood Qi surged again, and a towering blood-colored light enveloped every direction.

“This is…”

In the distance, the Spiritual Girl Yu Fei sensed this Bloodline Power and her face changed color.

“Such domineering Bloodline!”

She sighed lightly, knowing that even she would have to face such an attack with all her might.

How could Lin Xuan, a man without Bloodline Power, possibly withstand it?

Faced with such a piercing assault, a trace of determination appeared in Lin Xuan’s eyes.

He tightly gripped the Autumn Trace Sword, driving its Sword Intent to the ultimate.

Behind him, a Dragon Head emerged, fierce and terrifying, and the sound of a Dragon Roar echoed.

“Outer Heaven Flying Star!”

Lin Xuan spared no expense of his Spiritual Power, unleashing an Absolute Skill he had not used for a long time.

This move, which he practiced every day, was even more powerful than the Wind Emperor’s Sword, but it consumed too much energy.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Xuan would not use it, but now he could not afford to care.

Sword light flashed by, and Lin Xuan streaked through the air like a meteor, leaving a trail of light in his wake.

Chi!

Bang!

Crack!

A blood-colored light column got smashed open, one of them even showing a crack.

Zi Ye was plunged into crisis, as this sword was clearly aimed at him.

Feeling his life threatened, he could no longer afford to hide anything.

His Qi-Blood surged, forming a blood-colored armor that protected his vitals.

Bang!

The longsword pierced into it, penetrating three inches, and the strong impact even knocked Zi Ye flying backward.

Pfft!

Zi Ye flew thirty meters through the air before he was swept away by a tremendous force.

He landed awkwardly on the ground, smashing it into countless cracks.

Whoosh—

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Zi Ye was strong, yet even when he used his Bloodline Power, he was blown away!

“Impossible, how could this be?”

“How does this Lin fellow have such Martial Arts?” A group of people stood frozen in place.

From a distance, Yu Fei also furrowed her brows, this scene had taken her by surprise.

“You…

you dare to injure me?” Zi Ye scrambled up from the ground, screaming madly.

Who was he?

He was the top disciple of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace and a possessor of Bloodline Power.

Before this, he never took anyone seriously.

But not long ago, a girl had displayed Bloodline Power as overbearing as his, resulting in a draw.

And now, someone without Bloodline Power had beaten him to the ground.

This was something he couldn’t tolerate!

“I will tear you into thousands of pieces, I will make you suffer the agony of Soul Burning!”

Zi Ye’s face twisted, his voice filled with endless Evil Qi.

His Bloodline Power rushed wildly to his eyes, turning his purple pupils blood red.

“Soul Fire!”

A deep voice rose, as if it came from You Ming.

Everyone’s hearts trembled, their souls feeling as though they were being scorched.

“Could it be that kind of secret technique?” The disciples of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace were terrified.

Hua Yan’s beautiful face was also filled with astonishment; she had heard of this secret technique, but it was said that no one from the younger generation could perform it.

“Who would have thought he could actually invoke such a secret technique!” An elder in the stands was also visibly shocked.

Elder Song and Elder Gu had the ugliest expressions; they were well aware of the terror of Soul Fire, an absolute bane of the soul.

“Lin Xuan, concede!”

The two of them prayed in their hearts, for they did not wish for Lin Xuan to come to harm.

However, Lin Xuan did not show the fear they had imagined; in fact, he even had a smile that was not quite a smile.

“Soul Fire, huh?”

Back then, Lord of Wine had deciphered several Engravings from the eyeball of a stone, including one for Soul Fire.

However, later Lin Xuan transformed it into the form of a Soul Sword, thinking that combining it with the Great Dragon Sword Intent would enhance its power.

Although this fusion had not yet been successful, Lin Xuan had nevertheless mastered the Soul Sword.

His left eye flickered, Soul Power forming an invisible sword that circled around him.

Whoo!

A burst of Spiritual Fire appeared suddenly, aiming to scorch his soul, but it was instantly extinguished by the Soul Sword.

Zi Ye’s pupils shrank violently, feeling the extinguishing of the Soul Fire, which left him deeply unsettled.

Soul Fire was supposed to have the power to burn through any strong person below the Spirit Merging Realm, unimaginably powerful.

Yet Lin Xuan was unharmed, and he even extinguished the Soul Fire!

“This can’t be possible!” In the end, Zi Ye couldn’t contain his inner fear and screamed out loud.