Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 482 - 482 481 Sword Beheading Yan Shan

482: Chapter 481: Sword Beheading Yan Shan 482: Chapter 481: Sword Beheading Yan Shan Lin Xuan unleashed eighty percent of his sword intent right from the start, instantly enveloping the arena with fierce Sword Qi.

A thunderous noise shook the earth, and the entire arena split apart violently.

The crowd was astonished—Lin Xuan had actually cleaved the arena in half with a single sword strike!

“Where’s Yan Shan?” everyone looked towards the arena.

On the platform, eight puppets lay on the ground, their bodies cleanly severed into two, the cuts so even that they still twined with a lingering, terrifying sword intent.

Yan Shan was unharmed, but his expression had turned exceedingly ugly.

He hadn’t expected that the insect he always deemed as an ant would display such startling strength.

This level of sword intent was horrifyingly close to Zhou Jianying’s.

“How terrifying his sword intent is!

Could it be that another Heavenly Pride level figure is about to emerge?” Han Fei exclaimed in shock.

The other Three Great Heavenly Prides were also surprised; Lin Xuan’s strength exceeded their expectations.

Especially Zhou Jianying, who stared intently at Lin Xuan with her beautiful eyes.

“Damn you, you’ve angered me!”

Yan Shan, radiating killing aura, opened his puppet bag and summoned three black puppets.

“These are, Late-stage Spirit Transformation puppets!”

It looked like Yan Shan was truly enraged.

These puppets, which Yan Shan had used in his battle with Prince Tianhuo, had withstood even those intense flames without being burnt.

Swoosh!

Yan Shan, controlling the three puppets, charged towards Lin Xuan along with his real body.

This time, he was determined to capture Lin Xuan!

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The three puppets, quick as specters, constantly shifted around Lin Xuan.

Each ferocious attack targeted Lin Xuan’s vital points.

“Wind and Thunder Sword Wave!”

Lin Xuan swung his longsword, unleashing waves after waves of sword patterns.

Eighty percent sword intent surged out, dazzling onlookers.

All three black puppets were hit by the Sword Wave, their forms shaken away, none able to draw within three yards of Lin Xuan.

Yan Shan’s fingers twitched, Spiritual Power like threads, linking to the three puppets behind him.

Immediately, the three puppets launched their attack anew.

“Humph!”

“Wind Slash!”

Lin Xuan’s longsword horizontally cleaved down; the eerie sword qi disappeared, blending completely with the wind.

Hiss!

Like a swift gale, the threads of Spiritual Power were all severed.

In an instant, the three puppets halted.

“What, the Puppetry Technique was broken?”

“No way, is Yan Shan going to lose?”

The crowd panicked, murmuring among themselves.

Lin Xuan continued undeterred, swiftly rushing towards Yan Shan.

This time, he executed his Moon-breaking Sword Energy.

Half Moon Sword Qi, directly targeting Yan Shan’s critical points.

Yan Shan suddenly looked up, his eyes revealing a hint of mockery.

Then, he flipped his palm, pulling out two black wooden boards, and gently struck them.

Bang!

Bang!

A low sound erupted, and a black silhouette instantaneously appeared in front of him.

Boom!

That silhouette withstood the Half Moon Sword Qi.

“Eh, what?”

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, immediately frowning.

The one blocking his sword qi was the black puppet, now with its arm cracked open, the black metal forming a shield, blocking the sword qi.

“What a tough body!”

Lin Xuan exclaimed, his sword qi not phasing it.

The next moment, he sensed two attacks nearing from behind.

With a tap of his foot, he retreated like a phantom.

Pop!

Pop!

Two points of Han Mang emerged in the void, radiating a heart-trembling brilliance.

The air fluctuated, and the other two black puppets appeared, their palms cracked open to reveal two pitch-black daggers, coated with purple liquid.

It was obviously a deadly poison.

Yan Shan stood in the center of the arena, striking a black wooden board, and three puppets moved quickly as if following some command.

It seemed that the thread-like spiritual energy was not the only means to control the puppets, it seemed necessary to slay all three puppets.

Lin Xuan’s aura became fierce.

He lightly tapped with his longsword, and the cyan sword qi was like smoke, faintly visible.

Terrifying sword intent was contained within.

Hiss!

Sword light flashed past, quick as lightning.

Lin Xuan’s sword pierced into the joint of the black puppet.

Sword intent surged, and he directly destroyed the critical part.

“You dare, boy!”

Yan Shan finally got angry, he roared loudly as his body moved swiftly.

However, Lin Xuan succeeded with a single strike and floated away.

“Damn it!”

Yan Shan’s face turned dark; he couldn’t believe Lin Xuan’s swordsmanship was so terrifying, accurately finding the puppet’s weaknesses.

Even Prince Tianhuo had not discovered these weaknesses.

This was the horror of a swordsman, finding weaknesses, killing in one strike.

Seeing one puppet disabled, Yan Shan focused his attention wholly.

However, it wasn’t long before the remaining two puppets were also destroyed by Lin Xuan.

Yan Shan couldn’t even get angry because the terrifying sword light was already rushing toward him.

Boom!

He swung his palms, deflecting the sword qi.

Then, his cold eyes stared at Lin Xuan.

Everyone knew his puppetry was formidable, but they overlooked his own strength.

But, as one of the Four Heavenly Pride, his combat power would not be weak.

Even without puppets, he could still rank among the Heavenly Pride.

“Humph, boy, don’t waste your energy, the Heavenly Pride has no weaknesses!” Yan Shan said coldly.

“No weaknesses?” Lin Xuan laughed, “You overestimate yourself.

In my view, you are full of weaknesses!”

“Seeking death!”

Yan Shan raged; no one had ever spoken to him like this.

Hum!

The Star Extreme Sword thrust out, sword light swallowing.

The sword was too fast; even Yan Shan hadn’t reacted, and the sword tip was already in front of him.

“So fast!”

Below the stage, Xie Yijian was shocked; Lin Xuan’s sword exceeded his Quickness Intent Realm.

Sweat formed on Yan Shan’s forehead, the terrifying sword intent made his hair stand on end.

“Damn!” He abruptly retreated, but the sword light still clung to him, getting closer.

With no choice left, he pulled a white bandage wrap from behind him to his front.

Ding ding ding!

The white bandage wrap was like a wall that blocked the sword.

Lin Xuan withdrew his sword, retreating to a safe distance.

Somehow, facing that white bandage, he always felt uneasy.

Others were also stunned; Yan Shan had always carried that white bandage wrap, and no one knew what was inside.

Yet, he had not used it even in his fight with Prince Tianhuo, but now, facing Lin Xuan, he had to use it early.

“Boy, you’ve managed to force out my ultimate move, you can die peacefully now!”

Yan Shan said hatefully; Lin Xuan’s several killing moves had almost injured him, and his heart was full of shock and anger.

He grabbed the white bandage, giving it a strong tug.

Immediately, the thick bandage fell away, revealing what was inside.

A figure appeared, standing silently in the center of the arena.

It was a man dressed in black, with a demon-like face and eyes tightly closed.

His appearance made the whole space feel oppressive.

“What is this?” Everyone’s hearts trembled; the other three Heavenly Pride also felt uneasy.

Above, on the Ancient City, five Venerables deeply frowned.

One of them, the Sword Venerable, slowly said, “I seem to have seen this face before, but I can’t remember at the moment.”

“I have the same feeling,” said Green Lotus Venerable.

This feeling was not good, putting a trace of unease in all five hearts.

Below, Lin Xuan saw that face, and his body stiffened as if struck by lightning.