Inverse Sword Mad God-Chapter 1542 - 1540: Blood Monk

"Brat, I’m here to entertain you!"

"I’ll let you know, this is Da Xuan Empire, not a place where you can run wild!"

"Hmph!"

Han Kun snorted coldly. He came here to gain fame.

So when he saw the opponent was a powerful martial artist, he was naturally delighted. Because only by defeating a genius can he quickly become famous.

"Kill!"

With an angry roar, Han Kun instantly unleashed the Golden Domain, and his whole body seemed to be covered in gold, shining brightly like a golden giant.

He punched out, and golden light filled the sky.

"Haha, what a trifling trick! Watch me break it!"

Opposite, Blood Monk laughed loudly. He also raised a blood-colored domain, exuding a monstrous bloodthirsty aura.

In an instant, his eyes turned extremely red, and a pair of blood-colored wings appeared behind him. In his hand was a blood-colored long sword, dazzlingly red, emitting an overwhelming killing aura.

At this moment, the arrogant youth seemed to turn into a demon, surrounded by blood light.

"Break it for me!"

With a cold laugh, Blood Monk swung the blood-colored long sword in his hand.

Immediately, a terrifying blood-red sword light burst forth, sweeping through the entire sky.

This blood-red sword light was incredibly terrifying, like a long blood-red river, shaking the void.

The next moment, with a flash of light, the blood-colored long sword cut the golden fist in half.

Moreover, the entire void was cleaved open, revealing a black crack.

Below, the lake was churned into thousand waves, crashing everywhere.

"What? Broken through!"

Han Kun’s pupils shrank sharply. He hadn’t anticipated that the opponent’s attack would be so fierce!

In the blink of an eye, the dim blood-colored sword light was still slashing toward him.

"Retreat!"

His figure flickered, transforming into golden light to quickly retreat.

"Want to leave? It’s not up to you!"

Blood Monk sneered, swinging the long sword again.

Instantly, eight blood-colored lights charged out.

These blood-colored sword lights were terrifyingly formidable, like eight ferocious blood-red dragons roaring angrily.

Martial artist.

The sky was filled with blood-colored sword lights, enveloping Han Kun instantly.

Bang bang bang!

Han Kun was hit, spitting blood and knocked flying backward.

"What? Defeated so quickly?" All the martial artists around widened their eyes, unable to believe it.

"Who is that bald youth? How can he be so terrifying? Even a Three-star King is no match for him?"

The crowd exclaimed, while Yu Meiren and others changed color, surprised that there were so many strong warriors at this martial arts tournament.

It had only started, and Han Kun was already defeated.

"Hmph! With your limited skills, don’t come to embarrass yourself." Blood Monk sneered disdainfully.

"Who is this? So powerful?"

"You don’t know him? He’s the ninth-ranked strongman under the Third Prince, Blood Monk!"

The crowd murmured.

Meanwhile, Blood Monk spoke again: "This martial arts tournament is a grand event of the Da Xuan Empire. Those ants from surrounding countries should not come to disgrace themselves."

The voice was full of arrogance and provocation.

Immediately, martial artists from surrounding countries were enraged.

Among them, a youth from Huoyun Country rushed out quickly.

In an instant, he summoned a fiery Earth Fire Domain. Immediately, boundless flames rose to the sky, a sea of fire spreading.

His speed was swift, arriving before Blood Monk in the blink of an eye, his palm swinging, terrifying waves of fire surging forward.

Immediately, the lake below was evaporated, forming countless vapors enveloping the surroundings.

"What terrifying flames, who is this guy?"

The crowd was shocked, retreating one after another.

"This is a strongman from Huoyun Country, possessing terrifying flame power!"

Many were astounded.

But among them, Zhou Tian and others shook their heads slightly.

"No chance!"

This Blood Monk is a true powerful warrior; the people from surrounding countries have no chance against him.

Unless, that person comes!

Sure enough, as soon as these words fell, the front battle scenario changed.

Blood Monk sneered, then swung the long sword.

Instantly, blood-colored light soared, carrying fierce killing intent, smashing the void directly.

Boom!

The sky-high sea of fire was split with one stroke.

Moreover, the blood-colored sword light struck the youth from Huoyun Country, blasting him several kilometers away.

"Hmph! I said, you are no match." Blood Monk stood with the long sword in his hand, emitting a monstrous killing aura.

Like a demon.

In the sky, the blood-colored sword light gradually disappeared, and the cleaved space crack rapidly recovered.

However, the lake below was evaporated.

But no worries, soon a middle-aged man stepped forward. He formed seals with his hands and then shouted coldly.

Immediately, from his mouth, countless azure waters gushed out, boundlessly filling the dried-up lake again.

In no time, everything returned to its original state, but the warrior from Huoyun Country was injured again.

Blood Monk defeated the strongman from Huoyun Country without caring. Then he turned his gaze toward Princess Caidie.

"It’s said Princess Caidie recently recruited a mysterious strongman, even defeating Dong Qianshan. I wonder where he is, and whether he can fight?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd exclaimed. And on the Third Prince’s side, Dong Qianshan’s face turned frighteningly dark.

His eyes were filled with killing intent.

Annoying, very annoying! The opponent was obviously exposing his scars.

"Hmph!"

With the Third Prince present, it was impossible for him to act against Blood Monk, so he could only snort.

At the same time, a sinister smile emerged at the corner of his mouth.

Because, in his view, even if Blood Monk is stronger, it doesn’t mean he can defeat the opponent; he might likely face defeat just like him.

Thinking about it, he was gleeful.

Surrounding martial artists also kept exclaiming.

The news of Dong Qianshan’s defeat had already spread.

They had heard about it, and seeing Blood Monk challenging the mysterious strongman sparked their interest.

Many applauded and cheered.

But on Princess Caidie’s side, the atmosphere was somewhat different. Because Lin Xuan hadn’t come at all.

Chu Yu felt somewhat awkward, muttering in his heart: "Damn guy, what’s he doing? Why hasn’t he shown up?"

And the strongmen under Princess Caidie showed displeased expressions.

"Hmph, what mysterious strongman, probably just a coward, hasn’t shown up till now!"

"Can such a person be called a strongman?"

"Damn guy, doesn’t dare to show up, making us lose face for nothing."

These people were very unhappy with the mysterious strongman.

In the crowd, Fatty Luo also let out a light hum, his gaze flickering.

"Guess who the mysterious strongman is?"

"Oh? Want to bet?" the young man beside him smiled, "I bet this person is definitely extraordinary, and has already arrived!"

"How do you know?" Fatty Luo asked.