"Who is Lin Xuan? come out and fight me!"

A black-clothed swordsman shouted outside the Decepticon Palace, followed by a large group of people, and the momentum was menacing.

"Lin Xuan, if you can get the quota of the Eight Sects of Martial Arts, you must also be a genius, are you even afraid of a mere challenge?"

"Come out and fight with me, you are a person who overlords, as long as you hand over the quota, I can spare your life!"

"Lin Xuan!

The palace door opened, and a monk in Tsing Yi came out, with a cold expression, and bowed his hand slightly to a group of people.

"The master is invited, whoever wants to challenge can enter the Batian Palace and go to the Great Han Hall to fight with my master. ”

Everyone looked stunned, slightly stunned, a little hesitant, listening to the rain looking at it lightly, there was a touch of mockery at the corner of their mouths.

"If you don't dare to enter the Decepticon Palace, please leave quickly, the Decepticon Palace does not welcome you, if you want to fight, my master is happy to accompany you, but if it is a provocation, the Decepticon Palace will not tolerate it!"

A group of people frowned slightly, and the black-clothed swordsman stepped out, stepped directly over Tingyu, and walked towards the hall.

"In that case, I'll count me as one, and I can get the quota of the Eight Sects of Martial Arts, I want to see what kind of ability I have?"

"And I, a kid from the Four Realms of the Heavens, actually got the quota of the Eight Sects of Martial Arts, and I Gao Jian was the first to disagree. ”

"Let's go together and see who this Lin Xuan is. ”

"Good!"

A group of people, mightily entered the Batian Palace, directly kicked the door of the Great Han Palace, and faced two tokens, a group of people were shocked, the left one was naturally the eight martial arts places they were fighting for, and the one on the right, dark black, a faint "Xuan" word, was actually a demon order!

"He actually has a demon order, how could a human race get the demon order given by Lord Xuanfeng himself?"

"What kind of identity does he have, he can actually obtain the qualification of the Eight Sects of Martial Arts with the cultivation of the Four Realms of the Heavens. ”

"No matter what his identity is, Demon Mountain has always pursued the rule of respecting the strong, he doesn't have the strength to participate in the Eight Sects Martial Arts, why bother taking the quota, today, if he doesn't hand over the quota, I will kill him!"

"That's right, a waste, even wants to participate in the Eight Sects Martial Arts, even if there is a demon order, I just don't accept it!"

"Lin Xuan, come out!"

A group of people roared, looking at the demon order, they didn't dare to break in, they said disdain, in fact, they were still a little frightened, the demon order, Lord Xuanfeng personally gave it, that is the co-master of the demon clan, who dares to disrespect?

"I'm not qualified, so who is qualified, I'm a waste, then aren't you even a waste?"

Lin Xuan walked out slowly, holding a sword in his hand, and looked at a group of people in the courtyard lightly, his face did not have a trace of waves, he was full of calm, his cultivation had reached such a state, even if Mount Tai collapsed, it would not change color.

"Sure enough, it's the Four Realms of the Heavens, with such strength, how can you represent the Demon Mountain in battle?"

"Relying on the relationship with Lord Batian, it is really shameful to forcibly obtain the quota of the Eight Sects of Martial Arts!"

"He must hand over his place today!"

......

A group of people roared angrily, full of anger and menacing, as if they were going to tear Lin Xuan alive, but Lin Xuan just looked at it with an indifferent expression, like an outsider.

Long!

"Are you finished?" Lin Xuan said lightly, raising the sword in his hand and pointing at the group of people in front of him.

"Let's fight over there, who's going to come first?"

Everyone was stunned, the scene calmed down, and then a middle-aged man walked out, carrying a big axe, full of anger.

"My name is Simba, the demon servant of Angry Bull Peak, and I'm here just to fight you and see if you are eligible for a quota?"

"Fight!"

Without dragging the mud and water, Lin Xuan spit out a word, full of fighting intent, and slashed at Simba with a sword.

"Treading the wind!"

Volleyed up in the air, a sword was swung out, the wind followed, Simba frowned, he didn't make an axe, and pinched it directly towards the Black Xuan Sword, Lin Xuan showed a smile on his mouth, and the sword light changed suddenly.

"Ride the wind and waves!"

The sword swept over, it was just a sword, but it was like a wave, wave after wave, one after another, Simba's face changed slightly, and he was about to take out the axe, but he was still a step too late, and was swept out by Lin Xuan.

"You're defeated. ”

The body teleported, Lin Xuan fell to Simba's side, and the blade of the sword pointed at Simbad's throat, with a calm face.

"I don't accept it, you lied to me, I didn't use all my strength. Simba said angrily, Lin Xuan just shook his head.

"The battle of life and death, you have no chance to regret it, today, you have died under my sword, if you don't accept it, come again tomorrow. ”

"Okay, then tomorrow, I will definitely defeat you, you wait for me, next time I won't stay. ”

Lin Xuan smiled faintly, watched Simba leave, turned his head, and looked at the group of people in the courtyard, his brows furrowed, Simba was only in the five realms of the sky, one realm higher than Lin Xuan, because he despised Lin Xuan and did not use all his strength, so he was easily defeated by Lin Xuan, but these people in front of him were different.

The Five Realms of Liantian are only a small part, most of them are the Six Realms of Liantian, the black-clothed swordsman at the front is even the Seven Realms of Liantian, Lin Xuan's cultivation is too low, and he is by no means the opponent of the black-clothed swordsman, but Lin Xuan is still fearless, there is a demon order to protect him, no one dares to touch him.

"Next!"

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Lin Xuan said lightly, holding a sword in his hand, as if he was one with the sword.

"I'm here to fight you!"

Another person walked out, even the six realms of the sky, holding a mace, with a hideous expression, staring at Lin Xuan.

"I'm two realms higher than you, you don't have a chance to defeat me, give you a chance, hand over the quota, and I'll let you go. ”

"Let me go?" Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Haha, this brother, do you know the token on the palace, I am the holder of the demon order, who dares to kill me? Besides, you are only a Liantian Six Realms, how can you say that you can let me go?"

"Toast and don't eat and drink, so, only offended, I stick down, you have to be careful. ”

"A bunch of nonsense, grinding and chirping, it annoys my ears to hear, this son doesn't have time to listen to your nonsense, look at the sword!"

Lin Xuan took the initiative to attack, stepped on his feet, set off a gust of wind, and directly made the strongest sword, stepping on the wind and cutting the waves.

"Carving insect skills, in the face of absolute power, everything is in vain, Lin Xuan, you admit defeat!"

The mace fell, the air was torn, and the Black Xuan Sword was smashed out along with Lin Xuan, hitting the doorpost on the side, and falling to the ground, a smear of blood spilled from his mouth, such a stick, Lin Xuan had no power to resist.

"You are so weak, even I can't compare, how can you get the quota of the Eight Sects of Martial Arts, you better hand it over, avoid a skin injury, my Qinghu is a reasonable person, as long as you hand over ......"

"Give you paralysis, take me a sword!"

Lin Xuan ejected from the ground, another sword slashed out, followed by another sword, sword after sword, like a wave, more than a hundred swords were slashed, Qinghu just smiled contemptuously, and the mace smashed down.

"Collapse Mountain!"

It was really like a landslide, a terrifying force struck, Lin Xuan's sword came out of his hand, Lin Xuan was directly smashed out, spit out a large mouthful of blood in midair, and fell to the ground, leaving a deep pit.

"It's too weak to be vulnerable!"

Qinghu shook his head and said lightly, a group of people in the courtyard shook their heads, and they really couldn't figure out how the quota for the battle on behalf of the Demon Mountain could be handed over to such a waste.

(End of chapter)