"The Son of Heaven Sword hasn't lost yet?" Shengzi Yunfeng stood up suddenly and said excitedly.
"It looks like there is still hope."
The Son of Wanjian and the Son of Chongtian all looked expectant.
The Great Elder in the pavilion, with his eyes shining brightly, said rather out of composure: "This kid's bloodline is even stronger than that of the Nether God Clan?"
After saying this, he looked at the Seventh Elder and the others, and asked, "How much do you know about the blood of the Son of Heavenly Sword?"
"I don't know."
The Seventh Elder and others shook their heads.
The Twenty-Third Elder hesitated and said: "Great Elder, it was because of the power of his bloodline that the Heavenly Sword Saint Son defeated the Dayan Seven Masters, but so far no one knows exactly what kind of bloodline he possesses."
The Seventh Elder nodded in agreement, and said, "The same is true of the Holy Son of Ming Ye. There are tens of thousands of bloodlines recorded in the sect, but none of them match."
While talking, he looked at Lin Chen and Mingye Shengzi, and said: "It seems that Tianjian Shengzi, like Mingye Shengzi, has had the same chance, and the chance is more important than the latter. big."
"Does that mean that the Son of Heaven Sword can defeat the Son of Mingye?" the twenty-three elder asked in surprise.
"It's hard to say, the strength of the bloodline is only part of the reason for determining the outcome, not the key reason for winning." The Seventh Elder pondered a little.
"The Seventh Elder is right. Whether it is the blood of the Son of Heaven Sword or the Son of Ming Ye, we have never come into contact with it before."
The Great Elder nodded and said: "It is precisely because of this that it is difficult for us to judge the competition between them and the Illusory and True Saintess, and it is even more difficult to judge the competition between them."
"What the Great Elder said is absolutely true."
The Seventh Elder and others nodded in agreement.
"Damn! How could this be?"
Son of Ming Ye found that his blood was suppressed, and he was a little out of breath.
He had never encountered such a situation before, and suddenly his mood began to become a little unstable.
Staring at Lin Chen with both eyes, Shengzi Mingye asked coldly: "Tell me, what kind of blood is yours?"
Lin Chen said lightly: "You are not qualified."
This is what Shengzi Mingye said to him just now, and now he returned it intact, like a loud slap on his face.
Shengzi Mingye's face was like a pig's liver, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. Various emotions, such as aggrieved, depressed, and unwilling, surged into his heart in an instant, and suddenly turned into monstrous anger.
"Even if your bloodline is stronger than mine, I will definitely win this battle."
The Holy Son of the Ming Ye had a rebellious face, his eyes revealed crazy confidence, and he attacked Lin Chen like a dragon.
He blessed the fifth level of the peak space divine way, and the speed was extremely fast, like the fusion of black lightning and black sword, showing the blood of the Nether God Race in the way of the fusion of human and sword.
At this time, he had already shot with all his strength, and immediately formed a destructive power, with a terrifying power of heaven and earth.
"You overestimate yourself again."
Lin Chen smiled indifferently, and merged with Youlongjian suddenly, adhering to the way of the sword, quickly blessed the blood of the life god race, and slashed in the air, like an ax splitting Huashan Mountain.
Boom!
强牺 zuqiuxiaoshuo.com 读牺 290 taels The attackers bombarded together, Youlongjian faced Mojian, and when the blades touched, there was a series of clanging sounds, and white and black sword lights like meteors were splashed out.
The majestic Nether blood aura, like a stormy sea, drowned the flawless light of life.
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Lin Chen, who was fused with Youlongjian, was sent flying, rolling in the raging Nether Qi.
"Hahaha, Son of the Heavenly Sword, what about now?"
As soon as Shengzi Mingye succeeded, the grievance in his heart was swept away, and a smug smile appeared on his cold face.
He didn't stay for a moment, and took advantage of the situation to attack Lin Chen, fierce, violent, and arrogant, revealing a taste of madness.
Boom!
Lin Chen was repulsed again, and fell from the dark world into the nether world, his chest heaved violently, and his dragon sword clanked.
"Son of the Heavenly Sword, the facts show that you can't do it!"
The Son of Ming Ye approached like a demon god, with a ferocious smile on his face: "I don't know why, you and I have no grudges, but I just want to teach you a lesson."
This is that he possesses the ghostBecause of his family blood, he became inexplicably hostile to Lin Chen.
Lin Chen knew this well, but he didn't tell him what he thought, and said with a smile: "Thank you for helping me."
After saying this, the aura of swordsmanship in his body suddenly soared, and a stronger sword light burst out.
"The sixth peak of the sword?"
Shengzi Mingye was slightly taken aback, and a trace of anger quickly appeared on his face, and he shouted: "It's unreasonable! How dare you use me to comprehend swordsmanship?"
At this moment, he felt as if he had been played by Lin Chen, his face couldn't hold back, and his heart was filled with anger.
"You are a good opponent. If I don't do this, wouldn't I be sorry for you?" Lin Chen said with a smile.
"Shut up! You are too arrogant, I want you to suffer the consequences."
The Son of Mingye scolded angrily, and attacked even more frantically, vowing to defeat Lin Chen in one fell swoop and wash away all shame.
But at the moment when he attacked, he suddenly saw a blazing and beautiful purple aura from Lin Chen's body, which was indeed the aura of killing the emperor.
The Holy Son of Ming Ye didn't know him, but he knew that the Illusory and True Saintess was defeated by the purple air in front of him, so he didn't dare to neglect, and attacked fiercely.
The berserk Nether sword light engulfed Lin Chen like a sea of ??fog, but was soon split in half by Huang Tian's killing spirit.
The dense purple light is like the sun, dispelling the spirit of the netherworld, and blowing towards the Son of the Night like the wind.
The entire empty, cold nether world was illuminated in bright purple.
"Break it for me!"
The Nether Protoss sensed a hint of danger, but without hesitation, they slashed down violently, splitting the purple light that filled the sky, and landed on the emperor's murderous aura.
Boom!
The sword energy that contains the blood power of the Nether God Race is actually on par with the emperor's killing spirit, as if a black sea and a purple sea are facing each other far away.
"How can it be?"
Holy Son of Ming Ye stared at Huang Tian's murderous air with both eyes. He has tried his best, why still can't crack this purple air?
Lin Chen smiled and said, "Son of Mingye, take my sword."
Buzz!
Huang Tian's murderous spirit merged into the Youlong Sword, through the edge of the sword, it turned into a purple sword energy, and flew out.
The ghostly air all over the sky suddenly collapsed, struck the ink sword, made a loud bang, and after another bang, it flew out backwards.
Boom!
Holy Son of Ming Ye couldn't even maintain the art of combining human and sword, separated from the ink sword, his cold face quickly turned pale, and pain appeared between his brows.
"You lost." Lin Chen said lightly.
"Shut up! I haven't been defeated yet. This is the Nether World, my domain. I am the ruler here, and I will always be invincible." The Holy Son of Ming Ye angrily yelled.
"Yeah?"
Lin Chen smiled when he heard the words, and immediately merged with Youlongjian, using the technique of combining human and sword, aroused the emperor's killing spirit, and soared into the sky.
?Purple light was flying all over the sky, and the emperor's killing spirit was like a purple dragon, showing the supernatural power of latitude and longitude.
Boom!
The entire nether world was loudly roared, and a purple sword light flashed in front of the eyes of the son of the night, and immediately split into two, falling towards the left and right sides.
"No!"
To control the big and to control the owl. Shengzi Mingye stared wide-eyed, with an unwilling expression and a terrified roar.
He swung his sword at Lin Chen recklessly, but nothing changed.
The Nether World was split in half, and then the Dark World was also split into two, sweeping out like a countercurrent, and directly swept away the Holy Son of the Dark Night