Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 256 - 256 255 You

256: Chapter 255: You?

Not Interested!

256: Chapter 255: You?

Not Interested!

“Whose kid is this?

Hurting people like this isn’t right!”

“Just because I’m standing near him doesn’t mean we have any relationship—I don’t even know him!”

The martial artist who had previously been standing close to Lin Xuan was desperately explaining.

Lin Xuan touched his nose helplessly.

Was the Black Wind Sect really so frightening?

“Is it really you?” Leng Yidao turned his head to look, “I didn’t expect to encounter you here.

Seeing how quickly your cultivation has improved, it seems our battle will come soon.”

Lin Xuan broke into a cold sweat; this guy was truly a battle maniac.

The disciples of the Black Wind Sect in the distance went cold in the face, their gaze on Lin Xuan sharp as a knife.

“Kid, daring to walk with the enemy of Black Wind Sect, you’re looking for death!”

“I’ll give you one chance to scram, or you’ll be killed along with him!”

The disciple from Black Wind Sect was very arrogant.

Lin Xuan’s brow furrowed slightly, and engravings flashed in his right eye like a black vortex, ready to devour a person.

Thud!

The Black Wind Sect disciple knelt on the ground, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his face pale with fear.

“Hell, what happened?”

“It seems like the kid just glanced at him, and the man from Black Wind Sect ended up like this!”

“That’s so weird; are you saying it’s some demon art?”

For a moment, the nearby martial artists were all looking at Lin Xuan in horror, instinctively stepping back a few times.

Leng Yidao was also quite surprised; he knew that Lin Xuan had grasped Sword Intent, but he hadn’t expected him to have a Pupil Skill as well.

“I’ve heard that in Ying Country’s Purple Extreme Demon Palace, there’s a very powerful Pupil Skill.

You couldn’t possibly be related to them, could you?” Leng Yidao asked.

“Indeed, there’s a relationship, but it’s not a friendly one,” Lin Xuan said with a smile.

“Leng, you’re here,” a cold voice called out.

“Huh, Lin Xuan?” The voice was surprised.

Both of them turned around to see a beautiful figure behind them, like a Snow Lotus on an icy mountain, Cold Ice Fairy in her unparalleled coldness.

“So it’s Cold Ice Fairy,” Lin Xuan greeted with a smile.

The three gathered together, discussing their respective fortunes.

At that moment, a commotion stirred among the crowd behind them, and people automatically made way.

Several figures walked slowly over, and with them came an invisible soul pressure.

“It’s the people from Purple Extreme Demon Palace!”

Lin Xuan’s expression grew serious as he scanned the crowd and spotted Zi Ye.

Although Zi Ye was well disguised, Lin Xuan still sensed that he was injured.

“Could it be that Zi Ye has provoked some formidable figure?” A schadenfreude smile appeared on Lin Xuan’s face.

Speaking of which, they were old adversaries, but now Lin Xuan was confident he could settle the score within three moves!

But his expression changed abruptly when he saw the youth in the front, feeling an aura similar to that of the deceased Zi Xin—perhaps even stronger.

“Half-step Soul Fusion!”

“To think that in such a short span of time, I would see two Half-step Soul Fusion Warriors from a Three-star Sect!” Lin Xuan was on high alert.

The other two were at the Peak of Spirit Sea Seventh Layer, and the four standing together certainly comprised a powerful force.

Half-step Soul Fusion was considered top-tier combat power here, so when Zi Ye and others arrived, the crowd once again cleared a spacious area.

“It’s you, the kid?

You’re not dead!”

Zi Ye’s pupils shrank upon spotting Lin Xuan on the edge of the crowd.

The two beside him also changed their expressions.

As disciples of Purple Extreme Demon Palace, they naturally knew the matter of Zi Xin pursuing Lin Xuan.

But now Lin Xuan was standing unscathed, while Zi Xin had vanished; the outcome was clear.

Seeing a conflict arise between the two parties, the surrounding martial artists consciously retreated quite a distance.

“Why are you still alive?

Where is your master, Zi Xin?”

“It seems you really aren’t smart,” Lin Xuan sneered coldly, “My being alive naturally means Zi Xin is dead!”

“That’s impossible, Brother Zi Xin is a Half-step Fusion Spirit Warrior, how could he die!” Zi Ye roared.

The surrounding martial artists grew increasingly alarmed as they listened.

A Half-step Soul Fusion Warrior hunting down a martial artist of the Spirit Sea Sixth Layer ended up getting killed in return!

“No way, that’s a Half-step Soul Fusion we’re talking about!

Even a group of martial artists at the Spirit Sea Seventh Layer would not be able to injure him!”

“It must be fake; the kid probably escaped using some secret technique.”

These people simply refused to believe that Lin Xuan could slaughter a Half-step Soul Fusion Realm martial artist.

People from the Purple Extreme Demon Palace clearly didn’t believe it either.

Although we don’t know how you managed to escape, today you will meet your end at our hands!

“Zi Ye steps forward, I will let you know that I am the number one person in the Engraving Tower!”

“You?

I’m not interested!” Lin Xuan curled his lips, “A wounded loser like you shouldn’t be bouncing around in front of me.”

“If we’re going to fight, he’s the more likely candidate,” Lin Xuan’s gaze shifted to the young man at the center in the Half-step Soul Fusion Realm.

Everyone’s heart skipped a beat; this guy must be crazy!

He dares to challenge a Half-step Soul Fusion Realm martial artist!

The youth in the center, with a cold gleam in his triangular eyes, displayed a series of purple patterns.

An aura that made one’s heart tremble surged forth, as if being stared at by hundreds of the most venomous poison snakes.

“Arrogance!

Brother King Snake doesn’t even need to make a move; I can take care of you myself!”

Zi Ye’s figure flickered, turning into a purple shadow, quickly rushing towards Lin Xuan.

Purple light radiated from his hands, sharp as serrated blades, exceptionally sharp.

His eyes even shot out two beams of light like a Divine Spear appearing, piercing through the void.

“What kind of power is this, why am I trembling all over?”

“Too terrifying, quickly get away!”

Martial artists retreated like a tidal wave, leaving a real vacuum zone.

Lin Xuan was fearless, with a step he appeared above Zi Ye.

“Die!” Zi Ye brought his hands together, two sharp serrations swiftly slashing towards Lin Xuan, casting a dazzling light in the air.

Boom!

A single kick, just one kick, and Lin Xuan shattered the tens of meters long purple saw blades.

“I don’t believe it, die!”

Zi Ye’s gaze shifted, eyes beaming like a Divine Sword, sweeping across the void.

Clang!

Clang!

Two more kicks landed on the columns of light, emitting a sound that shocked the heavens.

The void trembled chaotically, Zi Ye was severely impacted, continually retreating with every step cracking open the ground.

“Is he even human?

Not even using his hands, and he disperses such a terrifying attack with his feet?”

“Ah—”

Zi Ye felt extremely frustrated; Lin Xuan’s bearing was even more arrogant than before, igniting his urge to spew blood.

“Bloodline Power!”

Blood surged within him, a power that made one’s heart tremble quickly revived.

However, before this power could fully awaken, a pitch-black sole of a boot slammed into his chest, sending him flying.

Pfft!

Zi Ye rolled out like a dead dog, blood scattering along the way.

The crowd looked at Lin Xuan stupefied, categorizing him as one of the untouchables.

Though his cultivation was average, one couldn’t contend with his formidable combat power!

Martial artists from the Purple Extreme Demon Palace were a mix of shock and fury, with King Snake’s murderous gaze locking onto Lin Xuan, while the other two went to aid Zi Ye.

“Leave any last words you have!”

King Snake’s voice, like a poison snake scraping across the ground, made everyone uncomfortable.