Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 272 - 272 271 Snatch

272: Chapter 271: Snatch 272: Chapter 271: Snatch “You can actually train the Thousand Waves Hand to the Fourth Layer, it seems your talent is not bad!” Du Fei sneered, but this still won’t scare me off!

“Black Wind Divine Leg!”

Black gales appeared all around, condensing on Du Fei’s legs like jet-black silk, emitting a horrifying aura.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

With a kick, the black gales turned into endless leg shadows, trailing black glows like Divine Spears, stabbing towards Bai Ling.

Boom boom boom!

Countless palms waved in the air, colliding with the vast black leg shadows, slapping them fiercely, unleashing terrifying waves of Spiritual Power.

Crack!

The massive leg shadow, heavy as a mountain, started to show tiny cracks, spiderwebbing across its surface.

“How strong, the strength of these two is probably even above Meng Yan’s!”

Lin Xuan’s gaze flickered, surprised.

Meng Yan could be considered a representative of the younger generation in Xia Country, one of the top Martial Artists.

But here, such terrifying Martial Artists were everywhere, some even stronger than Meng Yan.

Indeed, only by going out can one encounter stronger Martial Artists!

The two seemed evenly matched in strength; it would probably be difficult to determine a winner in a short time.

Lin Xuan stroked his chin, ready to take action at any moment.

“Eh?

There’s someone on the roof!”

Lin Xuan employed his Soul Power and discovered something peculiar.

In a shadowy spot, there was a figure similar to a shadow, swiftly approaching the statue.

“This aura, it must be someone from the Black Wind Sect!” A chill went through Lin Xuan’s heart.

Sure enough, they are a group of sly folks, but it seems this statue still has a final seal; just perfect to let him help break it.

Lin Xuan chuckled coldly, his body shooting out like a ghost.

His eyes shone, casting an Illusion Technique that, when applied to himself, made him undetectable to Martial Artists.

With light steps, Lin Xuan trod through the air, his body soaring out like a rainbow and deftly landing beside the statue.

His Soul Power concealed all traces of his presence; unless one was a Third Grade Engraver, no one could detect him.

Lin Xuan carefully avoided all Spiritual Power surges, lingering near the statue.

The shadowy figure kept moving around, completely unaware of Lin Xuan beside it.

It silently placed several black flags around the statue, then set down dozens of Mid Grade Spirit Stones.

A spell of the Wind Technique was cast, causing the entire space to tremble slightly before returning to calm.

On a normal day, such subtle fluctuations might not escape the perception of people like Bai Ling, but the scene was so chaotic now, and Spiritual Power fluctuations so erratic, nobody noticed these details.

Du Fei cast a meaningful glance at the statue, then engaged Bai Ling to draw her away from this place.

Clearly, he was aware of the situation.

The moment the Array was activated, Lin Xuan tensed, his right hand already on his Longsword hilt.

He thought the Array was targeting him, but luckily, Lord of Wine, with his vast experience, stopped him in time.

This is an Illusion Array, its power equivalent to an Illusion Technique cast by a Third Grade Engraver.

Lord of Wine spoke slowly, outsiders couldn’t see the true situation within the Illusion Array.

Lin Xuan’s heart stirred, he looked around, somewhat astonished.

In fact, his ability to conceal himself, undetectable to others, was due to the principle of this type of Illusion Array.

However, Lin Xuan did not have the power to cast such a wide-range spell; at present, he could only apply it to himself.

With the Illusion Array set up by the shadowy figure, those outside couldn’t see their actions, meaning the figure could confidently break the sealing.

Bai Ling felt a trace of doubt as she saw Du Fang persistently engaging her to move away from the statue.

Her beautiful eyes looked over; the statue showed no signs of anything amiss, even the black cape behind it fluttered slightly.

Bai Ling set her mind at ease and began to fight Du Fei with all her might.

However, near the real statue, terrifying energy fluctuations had already begun to emerge.

The shadow morphed into a short martial artist, greedily breaking the sealing with a look of avid desire.

One odd object after another appeared, making Lin Xuan’s eyes dazzle.

He could feel that the seal on the statue was weakening bit by bit.

With a slight smile on his lips, Lin Xuan stayed on the sideline, quietly waiting.

As soon as the seal was broken, he would make his move.

The short man struggled to break the seal, pausing now and then to think, indicating that the statue’s sealing was indeed difficult.

However, the smile on his face grew denser, signifying that the unsealing was a success.

Half an incense stick later, a sound akin to a mirror shattering faintly rang out, then immediately died away, and Lin Xuan sensed that the force of the seal had completely disappeared.

The short martial artist burst into wild laughter, chuckling continuously, his tiny eyes filled with light, as if he were looking at a beautiful woman bathing.

Just when he was about to reach for the black cloak, a fierce sword light targeted his occiput while a powerful hand reached for the black cloak.

Whoosh!

The short martial artist’s body darkened, turning into a shadow, and narrowly dodged the sword.

However, when he lifted his head, the black cloak had already vanished.

“Which goddamned thief stole my stuff!” the short martial artist roared furiously, his eyes glowing red, as if they could devour someone alive.

“Heh, nice move, thanks for that,” a light laugh came from behind.

Swish!

The short martial artist spun around, his body releasing fine, hair-like black streaks that shot out as fast as lightning.

If it were an average martial artist, they would have no chance to dodge, and even a half-step fusion spirit warrior might get hit because the attack was so sudden and the hidden weapon was both small and fast!

But Lin Xuan’s soul power was exceptional; he had already sensed the short martial artist’s odd behavior.

So, the moment the hidden weapon was released, he had already moved.

Clang clang clang!

A flash of sword light created a semi-transparent screen in front of him, grinding the tiny hidden weapon into dust.

“It’s you, Lin Xuan!” The short martial artist evidently recognized Lin Xuan too.

“You’ve disrupted the Black Wind Sect’s plans repeatedly.

Are you really tired of living?” the short martial artist thundered.

“Did you consider today when you all were chasing me?” Lin Xuan was in an especially good mood.

“I just want to ask, how does it feel to have your stuff stolen?”

“Ahh—”

“Damn it, I’m going to kill you!” The short martial artist’s body darkened, as if turning into gas, and quickly blended into the air.

Whoosh!

The sword light flickered, forming a horrifying sword wave that circled around Lin Xuan.

The short martial artist seemed to collide with metal, making a clanging sound, and his black shadow reappeared.

“Stop wasting your effort, Wind Emperor’s Sword!”

Lin Xuan let out a low shout, his longsword moving as he prepared to thrust.

The short martial artist didn’t dare to underestimate this and quickly turned into a gaseous form.

However, the anticipated sword light didn’t appear, and Lin Xuan’s body had already withdrawn to a distance.

“Damn you, you dare to fool me!” the short martial artist howled at the sky, retracting the illusion array as his terrifying howl spread in all directions.

“Ah!

Lin Xuan, I’m going to kill you!”

The surrounding martial artists who were still in combat were startled, turning their heads back in response.

When they saw the black cloak behind the statue had disappeared, their expressions turned exceedingly ugly.

Especially Du Fei, whose face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, terrible and fearsome.