Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 431 - 431 Luo Yang was deposed at 430!

431: Luo Yang was deposed at 430!

431: Luo Yang was deposed at 430!

Lin Xuan stepped forward, and his body suddenly shot out.

“Hmph!”

Luo Yang’s right hand was extended in front, his Spiritual Power rapidly circulating within.

Lin Xuan’s figure swayed; he didn’t use any outlandish movement techniques, so it looked quite ordinary.

Soon, he raised his fist and swung it out.

“Daring to attack directly, truly seeking death!” Luo Yang sneered.

The punch was too ordinary, lacking both impressive speed and terrifying momentum.

How could it possibly hurt him?

With that thought, he reached out his palm.

A palm struck out, and stone-like patterns emerged on his hand; his whole arm seemed to petrify.

Boom!

The palm and the fist collided, producing a sound like Thunder Shock, quickly spreading to the four directions of the Tea Garden.

A terrifying gust of wind blew up, engulfing both Lin Xuan and Luo Yang.

Many squinted their eyes looking toward the center.

“This fluctuation of aura, Luo Yang seems to have not held back.”

“That kid is unlucky; even if he doesn’t die, he probably won’t have half a life left.”

Luo Yang’s petrified palm, even a Martial Artist of the same stage couldn’t break through, let alone a Middle-stage Fusion Spirit Realm Martial Artist!

Luo Yang initially thought so as well, however, when his hand touched Lin Xuan’s fist, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

An exceptionally terrifying energy blasted his arm, causing countless cracks to appear on his petrified arm.

Crack, crack!

A low sound echoed; Luo Yang’s arm split open, and blood spurted out.

When the gust of wind stopped, everyone in the Tea Garden was stunned.

In the center, Lin Xuan stood with a smile, unscathed, not even a crease on his clothes.

Meanwhile, Luo Yang was painfully clutching his arm, moaning in agony.

Dazzling blood flowed down that deformed arm.

“Impossible, Luo Yang got injured!”

“No way, the petrified palm got deformed?”

People were stunned, feeling like they were in a dream.

“Who is this kid?

What just happened?

How could he defeat Luo Yang?”

“A Middle-stage Fusion Spirit Realm Martial Artist actually defeated Luo Yang with one punch, this is too crazy!”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Senior brother can’t lose!” a dazzling woman from Yanling Sect exclaimed in terror.

Duan Wuqing and Blue Robed Blade Man also frowned.

To be honest, they hadn’t expected this outcome either.

“Could it be that Luo Yang was careless?” questioned a Duan Family Disciple beside him.

“Careless?

Hmph, no matter how careless, could a Middle-stage Fusion Spirit Realm Martial Artist injure a Late Stage Martial Artist?” Blue Mountain Blade Man sneered and shook his head.

“What do you think?” he looked toward Duan Wuqing.

“Hard to say, it might be a master, or perhaps he used some method we don’t know about.”

The two stared at Lin Xuan, watching him continuously.

In the center, Luo Yang’s face was ferocious, his body constantly trembling with pain.

“Kid, you dare to injure me, I’ll make you die!” Luo Yang roared ferociously.

He tapped his left hand on his right arm to stop the bleeding.

At the same time, he swallowed several Healing Pills.

“Go to hell!” Luo Yang threw a black mountain with his left hand towards Lin Xuan.

The Void trembled, the mountain originally the size of a palm rapidly grew under the shocked eyes of the crowd, eventually becoming as large as a real mountain, floating in the air.

The oppressive force was so immense that many covered their faces, trembling uncontrollably.

“Go to hell!” Luo Yang, with his palm toward the sky, controlled the black mountain, then suddenly let it fall.

“This is bad, that’s Yanling Sect’s Heavy Treasure, Black Prison Demon Mountain, its weight is several times heavier than a real mountain!”

Some people recognized the terrifying Treasure, and immediately retreated in fear.

“Damn it, get out of the way!” Yun Duo also urgently shouted from the crowd.

Although she disliked Lin Xuanxuan and even wanted Lin Xuan to suffer, she did not wish for any life-threatening danger to befall him.

After all, this was an assignment from Lord Iron Hand, and she would not be able to shirk responsibility if anything went wrong.

The black mountain pressed down, causing enormous fluctuations in the void, with countless airwaves spreading out like ocean waves.

The air below burst under the pressure, and Lin Xuan was locked by an unknown force.

He looked up at the black mountain falling from the sky, his brows furrowed tightly.

Without dodging, Lin Xuan took a deep breath, then pointed his fingers like a sword, slashing at the void.

Whoosh!

Brilliant sword light, like three thousand Thunder Shocks, exploded in the sky; the fearsome Thunder Sword Qi struck the black mountain, sending it flying back.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan’s figure shifted, instantaneously moving beside Luo Yang.

“What are you trying to do!” Seeing Lin Xuan’s figure, Luo Yang screamed in terror.

He could not understand why a sect’s Treasure could not harm Lin Xuan.

“You, living you are just a disaster.” Lin Xuan’s expression was icy, as sword light flickered from his fingertips.

“Mr.

Duan, save me!” Feeling the terrifying Thunder Sword Qi, Luo Yang madly turned to flee.

Yet, Lin Xuan was faster.

His fingers danced, like the Three Thousand Thunders Move, and his sharp sword light stabbed towards Luo Yang.

“Boy, how dare you!”

A furious shout resounded, followed by a terrifying giant palm striking towards Lin Xuan.

The Palm Technique was formidable, but it was still a step too late.

In an instant, Lin Xuan appeared far away; Luo Yang, however, lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Everyone was shocked; this scene was beyond their imagination.

The attacker was a Duan Family Disciple—none other than Duan Tianlang, who was earlier with Luo Yang.

He quickly reached Luo Yang’s side, extended his Spiritual Power to check, and his face changed dramatically.

“You’ve crippled him!” Duan Tianlang’s face turned extremely ugly.

“What, Luo Yang was crippled!” The crowd was stunned, gazing at Lin Xuan in terror.

That was Luo Yang after all, not only was he powerful, but also a leading disciple of Yanling Sect, and he was just crippled like that!

Especially since the one who crippled Luo Yang was someone they had previously looked down upon.

“Boy, how could you strike so heavily; with just that act, I could rightfully kill you on the spot!”

Duan Tianlang’s voice was icy, watching Lin Xuan intently.

“Heavy-handed?” Lin Xuan smirked, “What heavy-handed?

It was just a casual strike; if you want to blame someone, blame him for being too weak!”

The crowd was dumbfounded; these words sounded so familiar.

The disciples of the Sea Sky Pavilion trembled, all watching Lin Xuan intently.

That sentence was exactly what Luo Yang had previously said, only this time the unfortunate one was Luo Yang.

“Retribution, this is retribution; someone like Luo Yang deserves to be crippled!” the Sea Sky Pavilion disciples cheered.

“Boy, you’re seeking death!” Seeing Luo Yang nearly faint from anger, Duan Tianlang bellowed.

“Are you blind?

The black mountain just now was enough to crush dozens of Middle-stage Fusion Spirit Realm Martial Artists, so doesn’t his act count as striking heavily?”

“Or are you saying there is some unsavory deal between you and him, so you intentionally covered for him?”

Lin Xuan faced the Duan Family Disciple without any retreat.

“How dare you, do you know who you are talking to?” Duan Tianlang coldly rebuked.

“So what if it’s a Duan Family Disciple, does that mean they can invert black and white, and judge at will?”

“Or do you think you can represent the Duan Family?” Lin Xuan declared loudly.

“Boy, don’t twist the facts, now that you’ve crippled Luo Yang’s cultivation, you’ve violated the rules of the Tea Garden Meeting.”

“Not only our Duan Family won’t let you off, but Yanling Sect will not either!”

“Don’t use these sects to pressure me.” Lin Xuan snorted coldly, since I dare to act, I can bear the consequences.

At this, everyone gasped.