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- Clang!
The loud bang of the blood sword, the majestic might, bent the arm of the Son of Slaughter, bulging out a series of meridians, red as blood, and soon his face became red like blood.
At the same time, he clearly saw that Lin Chen drew a white light, approached in an instant, and smashed down with a fist, sweeping away thousands of troops.
Sword energy, murderous energy, thunder, and the power of destruction all collapsed, and the sound of sword whistling, shouts of killing, and thunder reverberating between heaven and earth stopped abruptly.
The world fell into a brief calm, and the breathing of everyone outside the sword platform could be heard.
However, it was soon broken by a bang, and Lin Chen punched the Son of Killing in the chest, then his shoulders, and finally his back.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Son of Slaughter was shaken all over his body, his clothes exploded, pieces of rags flew out, his back hunched, and he fell from the sky like an upside-down onion.
Boom!
The Holy Son of Slaughter fell on the sword platform, his clothes were ragged, his body was covered with sword marks, his breath receded like a tide, he became extremely weak, and his face turned pale in the blink of an eye.
The blood sword in his hand wailed, and suddenly lost its light, the blood light dissipated, and returned to its original state.
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? When everyone saw this scene, they were stunned for a moment, and it took a long time for them to react, and collectively gasped.
"Shi Tian, ??Shi Tian actually lost?" Shengzi Wanjian and Shengzi Chongtian stammered.
"Impossible! Shi Tian played his hole card, how could he still lose to him?" Yanghe Shengzi lost his voice on the spot, shaking his head and saying.
"Son of Heavenly Sword, I really can't see through you."
Shengzi Qiantian shook his head and sighed softly, then glanced at Shengzi Xuhuai and Shengzi Mingye, smiled and said, "I'm afraid they didn't expect that either?"
The two Xuhuai Shengzi really did not expect that the person who would compete with them for the first place was the Killing Shengzi, but they did not expect it to be Lin Chen.
The Illusory True Saintess didn't expect it either, she frowned and said nothing.
"It seems that we are really old. We didn't expect Mingye to defeat Qiantian before, and now we don't expect this little guy to defeat Shimie." The elder said with great emotion.
强牺 lingshufang.com 读牺。 The third elder and the others had different expressions, but they all nodded sincerely.
The Second Elder suppressed the surprise in his eyes, and announced with a flick of his sleeves: "Sage Son of Heavenly Sword wins!"
There was another boiling sound from inside and outside Zishan Mountain, and Lin Chen's reputation soared, reaching the level of the Holy Son of Xu Huai, the Holy Son of Ming Ye, and the Holy Maiden of Illusion.
No!
To be precise, Lin Chen surpassed the Holy Son of the Night and the Holy Maiden of Illusion.
Just because the Son of Slaughter he defeated was stronger than the opponents defeated by the Son of Ming Ye.
In other words, Lin Chen and the Son of Xuhuai belonged to the first echelon of this year's Zishan Lunjian, while the Son of Mingye and the Holy Maiden of Illusion were in the second echelon.
This time Zhang Si. Seeing those holy sons and disciples who praised him before, the Holy Son of Mingye turned around to praise Lin Chen, and his eyes became colder:
"So what if I defeat Shi Mie? Can't I do it?"
Originally, his next challenge goal was to kill the Holy Son, but now Lin Chen took the lead, which made him feel a little unhappy.
But it doesn't matter, let Lin Chen show off first.
The Holy Son of Killing believes that he will eventually step on Lin Chen and ascend to the number one position in Zishan's sword discussion.
The defeated Son of Killing, like the Son of Qiantian who lost to the Son of Ming Ye before, became a loser.
However, he was determined and quickly accepted the fact of failure. He supported his body with the sword and got up staggeringly.
Taking a deep breath, Shengzi Mie looked up at Lin Chen, and said with a bitter smile: "I finally know what your hole card is, it is a blood power that I have never seen before, thank you, let me see it with my own eyes, personally Learned a lot."
"You are the strongest opponent I have encountered so far." Lin Chen cupped his hands and said.
"Haha, I didn't expect that I could live up to your evaluation, not bad."
The Son of Killing laughed loudly, then turned around and slowly left the sword platform.
Swish!
Lin Chen put away the Dragon Sword, turned and left, and sat down next to Son Yunfeng.
The shocked look on Yunfeng Shengzi's face has not yet dissipated, and he said in shock and admiration: "Shengzi Tianjian, from today onwards, I will only serve you alone."
Lin ChenHe smiled and said, "It's my honor to make you admire me so much."
Shengzi Yunfeng corrected seriously: "No, this is my honor."
Lin Chen smiled, and said: "Sacred Son is a rare opponent, and I won't win easily, so I need to take care of myself next time."
After saying this, he opened the storage spirit ring, took out the magic pill and medicine for healing and took it.
Seeing this, Shengzi Yunfeng did not disturb, and calmly watched another competition on the sword arena.
Although the aftermath of Lin Chen's defeat of the Son of Murder is still there, the final is not over yet. The Son of Qiantian, the Holy Maiden of Liyuan, and even the Son of Yunfeng also played one after another.
? Although they do not have the strength to compete for the top three, they still want to get a top name. The competition is fierce and the competition is even more intense.
Among the ten people, the most powerful one is the Holy Son of Heaven!
Although he lost to the Son of the Night, he was still not within the reach of the Saintess Li Yuan.
Soon, the finals came to the tenth day.
Some of the disciples looked at the Holy Son of Mingye and asked suspiciously: "Didn't he say yesterday that he wanted to challenge the Holy Son of Killing? Why didn't he make a move?"
The outspoken disciple scolded: "A group of idiots! The Son of Killing had fought against the Son of Heavenly Sword yesterday, and his injuries were so serious. If the Son of Mingye challenges him, won't he be stabbed in the back?"
This is a bit harsh to say, but it has won the approval of many people, even Liangyi Sword Emperor and Haiyuan Sword Emperor nodded in agreement.
Even though the Son of Slaughterer is crazy, doesn't he understand this truth?
Someone said with a look of regret: "The Son of Heaven Sword is also recovering from his injuries. It seems that we will not be able to see a wonderful competition today."
Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and suddenly heard an exclamation from Zishan: "The imaginary and true saint is challenging the imaginary son!"
"Isn't it?"
All the disciples outside Zishan were shocked, and rushed to look at the sword platform inside Zishan.
Swish!
All I saw was the imaginary virgin, who was as pure as an orchid in a white dress, challenging the imaginary Son with a soft voice.
"The Holy Son of Ming Ye challenged the Holy Son of Qiantian, the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword challenged the Holy Son of Killing, and now the Holy Maiden of Illusion is challenging the Holy Son of Empty Huai. The three dark horses challenge the top three respectively. Could it be that they have already discussed this? Is it?"
"How is it possible? The three Heavenly Sword Saints are not familiar with each other. After the audience, there was no communication. How could they discuss this?"
"Okay, don't make random guesses. How can there be so many conspiracies in this world? Killing the Holy Son and Qiantian Holy Son failed successively, the Heavenly Sword Holy Son was injured again, and the Liyuan Holy Maiden and others were defeated by the phantom. True saint, if she doesn't challenge the humble Son, who will she challenge?"
To control the big and to control the owl. After a fierce quarrel, everyone gradually calmed down, and felt that it was unexpected and reasonable for the illusory saint to challenge the hypocritical son.
"Huanzhen, your kendo illusion is not what it used to be. I am under a lot of pressure to compete with you."
The holy son of humility smiled like a spring breeze, like a young master Pianpianjia, and stepped onto the sword stage in a gentle and elegant manner. The purple brocade clothes on his body moved automatically without wind, looking full of nobility.
"Son of Huanhuai, I'm sorry, I originally wanted to challenge the Son of Qiantian, who would have thought that he lost, and the Son of Killing lost to the Son of Heavenly Sword, then I can only challenge you."
The Holy Maiden of Illusion showed a trace of apology, and then took a deep breath, her eyes showed a firm light and said: "However, we will have a competition sooner or later, and today is ahead of schedule. Even if I lose, it's just a wish."
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