Inverse Sword Mad God

Chapter 1027: Jiao Long Martial Soul!



"Furious Dragon Spear Technique!"

Right off the bat, Liu Qiang unleashed the Liu family's ultimate skill, the Furious Dragon Spear Technique.

The fiery long spear radiated an intense light, transforming into countless spear lights that rapidly shot out.

Every spear light turned into a Flood Dragon, roaring at the sky, its sound echoing in all directions.

The entire sky was filled with the shadows of dragons; the void trembled, as if unable to bear it.

Seeing this terrifying scene, Lin Xuan also frowned slightly. He had seen the Furious Dragon Spear Technique before, previously in the Demon-slaying World, Liu Qiang used the Angry Dragon Spear Technique.

But now, the power Liu Lie unleashed was several times stronger than Liu Qiang's.

This was no longer just spear light, but real Flood Dragons, each gigantic body carrying terrifying power, surging forward.

Below, countless mountains were crushed into rubble.

One must admit, Liu Qiang was truly powerful, capable of dominating the heroes.

And Lin Xuan also let out a long cry, drawing the Lonely Star Sword from his back.

A clanging sword hum sounded, like lightning streaking through the void, the next moment, a terrifying rift quickly spread outward.

With one sweep, the sword light soared to the sky, the sword qi surged, transforming into a boundless sea of blood, exuding a terrifying, bloodthirsty aura.

Seeing Lin Xuan take action, the crowd was equally shocked, their mouths wide open.

Because each sword qi was blood-red, incredibly imposing, the torrential killing intent emitted made everyone's hearts tremble, even their bodies shaking uncontrollably.

This blood-colored sword qi was too terrifying, it even affected the qi-blood within their bodies, as if their entire body's blood would rush out, merging into the blood-colored sword qi.

The blood-colored sword qi surged violently, triggering the qi-blood within people's bodies, causing extreme fear.

How could they possibly fight this, perhaps before they even took action, their entire qi-blood would be drawn out.

Countless strands of blood-colored sword qi surged forward, the terrifying sword light was extremely sharp, as if capable of splitting heaven and earth.

The next moment, the blood-colored sword light collided with the dragons filling the sky, producing a deafening boom.

Endless flames roared, terrifying lightning descended, blasting in all directions, the entire world a scene of apocalypse.

Liu Lie howled to the sky, his whole body's spiritual power burning, like a god, extremely sharp. He exerted all his strength, swiftly striking downward.

In addition, Liu Qiang was ferocious, like a god demon. He, like a bloodthirsty Demon King, plunged down with the myriad Flood Dragon spear lights.

"Kid, go to hell for me!"

The voice was like thunder, striking downward as Liu Lie held a fiery long spear and thrust it.

The mountains shook, spiritual power surged, that violent spear light enveloped the entire mountain range.

From afar, the crowd saw this scene, their eyelids twitching wildly.

This Liu Lie was too domineering, as if he wanted to explode the entire heaven and earth.

This battle, he was determined to kill.

This terrifying strike, besides Shen Yu, Murong Qing Shu, and a few other Heavenly Pride, no one else could resist it.

Even a wisp of breath from it could completely annihilate them.

However, Lin Xuan showed no fear, he looked up at the sky, his expression extremely cold.

The next moment, he wielded the Lonely Star Sword once again.

The sword qi crisscrossed in all directions, rushing to the sky, striking upwards.

Every sword strike slashed a Flood Dragon shadow, cleaving it in two.

For a moment, the sky was full of intersecting sword qi, each Flood Dragon shadow was torn apart, turning into spiritual energy and dissipating into the sky.

Seeing this, the crowd was shocked once more; was Liu Lie going to be suppressed again?

And Liu Lie shouted again, "Martial Soul, come out!"

With his angry roar, the spiritual power behind him surged madly, a fiery red light shot to the sky, tearing through the sky, as if a Demon King was reborn.

It was a giant Flood Dragon, its whole body shining, like a real Flood Dragon, radiant and resplendent.

This Flood Dragon was several hundred meters long, its massive body filled the sky, its huge claws waved, easily tearing the void.

The Jiao Long Martial Soul, this was Liu Lie's Martial Soul.

After summoning the Martial Soul, Liu'er Lie was extremely dominant, his strength climbed once again, reaching a new zenith.

The next moment, he wielded the fiery long spear in his hand, launching a fierce, powerful attack.

Behind him, the giant Flood Dragon Martial Soul surged forward, accompanying Liu Lie's movements as it swiftly shifted form, roaring at the sky.

The entire body of light gathered, transforming into strands of light, falling downward.

This scene was extremely terrifying, capable of killing an ordinary Fourth-level Venerable.

However, Lin Xuan stood in the void, like an unrivaled Killing God, surrounded by blood-colored sword qi.

The Lonely Star Sword swung, unleashing sword qi, as if creating heaven and earth, rushing in all directions.

At this moment, Lin Xuan unleashed the power of the Great Dragon Sword Soul to the fullest.

Simultaneously, with a wave of his hand, an Ice Lotus quickly formed in front of him.

"Ice Lotus Martial Soul!"

Facing the dominant Liu Lie, Lin Xuan also summoned his Second Martial Soul.

The Cold Ice Qi surged, the boundless cold energy spread around, instantly freezing the rivers and woods below, rapidly creating a world of snow and frost.

Not only that, even the lights rushing in mid-air froze, their speed slowed down greatly, some even frozen into blocks of ice, falling to the ground.

Lin Xuan's arm waved, making all attacks difficult to approach.

How terrifying, that cold energy was astonishing, it could actually freeze the spear lights! The crowd was utterly shocked by the scene in front of them.

Lin Xuan's prowess was beyond their expectations.

Shen Yulong frowned, he hadn't expected Lin Xuan to have such a powerful Martial Soul, capable of suppressing Liu Lie.

On the other side, Murong Qingshu said nothing, but his eyes flickered uncertainly, clearly, the scene in front of him also surprised him greatly.

Murong Qingcheng, on the other hand, was like a Fairy, with a breathtaking smile on her lips.

And the other Martial Artists were all stunned.

In the distance, Liu Lie stood towering over the sky, black hair fluttering, eyes like sharp swords, piercing the void, his entire spiritual power burning fiercely,

"I didn't expect you to have an Ice Spirit Martial Soul, capable of contending against my Furious Dragon Spear Technique."

"But, you think that's enough to win? How naive!" Liu Lie's voice was cold, like a sharp blade.

"Whatever other tricks you have, use them all. I'll show you that everything you have is useless against me."

Lin Xuan's voice was sonorous.

Liu Lie snorted coldly, he stood on the giant Flood Dragon, holding a long spear, like a War God, his expression extremely aloof.

The next moment, he flipped his palm. A black great bow appeared in his hand.

It was a black curved bow, like a full moon, extremely dark, covered with complex patterns.

The black great bow was as heavy as a mountain, emitting strands of black aura, making the entire void hum and tremble.

Not only that, but with its appearance, a chilling killing intent appeared in the sky.

This killing aura was too terrifying, like a heaven-destroying Divine Sword, making one's hair stand on end.

For a moment, the entire world was filled with an atmosphere of solemn killing intent.

Sensing this aura, everyone's body trembled, while Shen Yulong, Murong Qingshu, and others frowned deeply, their expressions extremely grave.

"Could it be the Black Jiao Bow?"

Shen Yulong was astonished.

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