Inverse Sword Mad God

Bang!

He was hit by the sea of fire, spitting blood while flying backward.

The Dark Monk surprisingly lost!

Everyone was utterly shocked, unable to believe it.

The Dark Monk was indeed terrifying, considered a formidable enemy.

Yet now, he lost to a seemingly nameless drunken youth, unbelievable to all.

The Eldest Prince’s face turned gloomy, with eyes full of cold ice; he sneered, "A real waste, embarrassing me!"

The defeat of the Dark Monk left everyone stunned.

They truly couldn’t imagine the drunken youth being so powerful.

The Fourteenth Prince was satisfied with a smile, for he knew the strength of this drunken youth.

The opponent usually kept a low profile, but his true strength was exceedingly scary.

Sure enough, as soon as he made a move, he showed overwhelming combat power.

This battle marked the drunken youth’s first appearance before everyone.

All the Supreme Geniuses furrowed their brows tightly, wary in secret.

Then the contest continued, the great talents taking action once more.

The fighting was exceptionally fierce.

Among the battles, Supreme Geniuses emerged and dark horses made appearances. In short, there were victories and losses among the Princes.

Overall, though, the Eldest Prince, Third Prince, and Eighth Prince were leading.

Following closely behind were the Fourth Prince, Fifteenth Prince, Ninth Prince, and Fourteenth Prince.

Of course, those Princes trailing temporarily also wore gloomy expressions.

However, they remained composed.

Because the battles had just started, everyone still had a chance to act again.

So they were willing to wait.

Soon, round after round finished.

Those who had finished fighting quickly sat cross-legged, swiftly consuming elixir pills and heavenly materials and earthly treasures to restore their lost inner strength and mend their injuries.

In such battles, who could know when they’d fight next?

So they must stay at their peak to achieve good results.

Soon, the war drums sounded.

At this moment, Lin Xuan also opened his eyes again and stood up.

Is it him taking action again?

Seeing Lin Xuan’s movements, everyone became tense.

Witnessing Lin Xuan’s formidable techniques previously, defeating a strong enemy with a single move, everyone had classified Lin Xuan as an extremely dangerous figure.

Now, seeing him step onto the battlefield again, everyone was tense.

Because they didn’t know who Lin Xuan’s opponent would be.

If it were them, could they endure?

Lin Xuan stepped out, his figure like sword light, arriving at the battlefield.

Then he swept his gaze across the four directions.

Feeling Lin Xuan’s fierce gaze, many trembled, their scalps tingling, some didn’t dare to face him directly.

While powerful kings like the First Blade and Fist Dominator snorted coldly, their eyes also showing a fierce light.

At this moment, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Humph!

Especially the First Blade, whose expression was grave, his gaze sharp as a Heavenly Blade, cleaving through the void.

A terrifying Sword Intent surged inside him.

For he was known as the First Blade, while the opponent was known as the First Sword.

Both sides claimed "First," but who was superior in swordsmanship, and whose blade was stronger?

Hence, upon seeing Lin Xuan, the First Blade’s eyes became extremely fierce. He even wanted to engage, to finally determine a winner.

Ding Ding Ding!

Their gazes clashed in the air, sparking dazzling effects.

Even the void was carved with cracks.

Everyone held their breath, anticipating an earth-shattering battle between the two.

Yet in the next moment, Lin Xuan shifted his gaze.

What was going on?

He didn’t challenge the First Blade?

Were they not going to battle?

Everyone questioned with great doubt, for the scene had not played out as they expected.

They were puzzled, continuing to watch.

Indeed, Lin Xuan changed his target; his opponent this time wasn’t the First Blade.

Instead, it was another person, someone he had long wished to resolve.

In the next moment, Lin Xuan’s gaze moved away from the First Blade but didn’t stray far.

Landing on the Third Prince’s platform.

He looked at another person.

A young man in a sword robe, with an arrogant demeanor, carrying a large black sword, emanating a sharp aura.

"Weren’t you longing to fight me?"

"I’m right here now, make a move!"

Lin Xuan said coldly, his gaze fixed on that sword robe youth.

"Brat, since you seek death, I’ll oblige!"

The sword robe youth sneered coldly, standing up slowly.

The surrounding talents and Princes also directed their gazes at him.

Next, they exclaimed; he was from the Dayan Sacred Land!

Had the Third Prince recruited Dayan Sacred Land as well?

It was truly unexpected!

"I recognize him, that’s Tan Yifei, an outstanding genius of Dayan Sacred Land!"

"Right, he once confronted Lin Xuan during the Huashan sword duel, but was interrupted, and they didn’t fight."

"Unexpectedly, this battle continued to today."

With this reminder, everyone recalled.

Indeed, during the Huashan sword duel, Tan Yifei wanted to challenge Lin Xuan, but was stopped by General Li Huo.

Now, with Lin Xuan fighting again, he sought out Tan Yifei first.

"Brat, I must say, do you really dare challenge me? Truly foolish!"

"Since that’s the case, I’ll show everyone who truly is the First Swordman."

Tan Yifei revealed a cold smile.

Being titled the First Swordman was tempting enough, desired by every swordsman.

He was certainly no exception.

Defeating this young man before him would grant him this title.

Then he could make himself and Dayan Sacred Land famous across the Taiyi Dynasty.

Buzz!

In the next moment, he similarly stepped forward, tearing through the void, flying ahead.

Witnessing this, the surrounding martial artists were shocked, and the Third Prince also squinted his eyes.

He too was aware of Tan Yifei’s strength, not weaker than Bai Zijing, making the final victor between them uncertain.

Nevertheless, he had confidence in Tan Yifei.

After all, Dayan Sacred Land was a terrifying holy land, especially its Dayan Sword Technique, incredibly fearsome.

The Eighth Prince also took a deep breath, observing attentively.

This battle moved everyone’s heart.

"Brat, choosing me as an opponent is the biggest mistake of your life!"

Up front, Tan Yifei arrived at the battlefield, looking at Lin Xuan, coldly sneering.

Lin Xuan also snorted coldly, "Such nonsense, make your move!"

"I’ll let you know how far you are from the First Swordman!"

"Since you seek death, I’ll fulfill your wish!"

Upon hearing the opponent’s provocative words, Tan Yifei’s face darkened.

Next, he snorted coldly, a powerful force surging from him, transforming into a breathtaking sword light.

Piercing through heaven and earth.

Instantly, from all directions, numerous Sword Qi quickly emerged, forming light swords, dazzlingly brilliant.