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6080--Andrew Sword Cultivator Showdown

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    Upon hearing this, the Wanchu Shengzi's face was like a pig's liver, and he scolded "yellow-haired girl" in his heart, smiled on the surface, and said: "Your father's swordsmanship is great, even though I am defeated, I am honored."

    After finishing speaking, he ignored the little girl, stumbled to his feet, and walked off the stage.

    "This guy has a thick skin."

    Xiao Huo muttered, feeling bored.

    "Lin Chen, hurry up and rest, there will be a final battle tomorrow, I think that sword master is not weak, you need to work hard." said the tree of light.

    "No matter how powerful he is, my dad will still beat him up for fun." Xiao Huo said with a smile.

    Lin Chen glared at her with a bluffing face, then sat down cross-legged, concentrating.

    Buzz!

    I saw the picture of the Holy Son of Wanchu using the source of the chaotic holy way emerged in the spiritual world, and then he inspired the source of the chaotic holy way based on this, and began to comprehend.

    Above the attic, the Yuantian Sword Master glanced at Lin Chen, and then sent a voice transmission to the Sword Warrior Son: "Jianwu, good breath control, tomorrow's battle is very important."

    "Don't worry, the suzerain, the disciple will be able to defeat him."

    ?Shengzi Jianwu responded, but did not disobey. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. He wanted to fight Lin Chen in the most perfect state.

    Seeing this, the Tianlian Saintess next to her did not bother her, and the Heavenly Killer and the Devil Heart Son were also silent, knowing that the battle between the Sword Warrior Saint and Lin Chen would be related to the glory of the Seven Great Sects.

    After all, since the first Lingwu Daohui, there have been no geniuses from the Twelve Small States. Lin Chen is the first to make it into the top three. If he wins the first opponent again, the face of the Seven Greats will be completely lost.  .

    ?As the chief disciples of the Seven Sects, Tian Shazi and others also have no face, so they all hope that the Sword and Martial Son can defeat Lin Chen and keep the majesty of the Seven Sects.

    The fierce finals are still going on, Wuxing Shengzi, Tianxing Shengzi and others are on stage one after another, and their goal is to be a little higher in the top ten.

    Among them, the most outstanding performer is Lingxin Buddha. Although he lost to Lin Chen, his strength is beyond doubt. Tianshazi and others are no opponents, including Tianlian Shengnv and Wanchu Shengzi.

    However, he lost to Jianwu Shengzi, so he reserved the third place.

    And the worst performer is still Titan Water, not to mention Lingxin Buddha, even Luanyue Shuisheng and Angry Wufo can easily defeat her.

    Because she was able to enter the finals, it was arranged by the Lord of the Five Elements, and the only function was to figure out her relationship with Lin Chen.

    Before she fought with Lin Chen and was spotted by the Lord of the Five Elements, she was naturally useless, but her inheritance of Pangui True Spirit was targeted by him.

    Tai Tanshui knew it well, so she just used the Taishang elder of the Taitan tribe as a shield. At the same time, she was full of confidence in Lin Chen and believed in him consistently.

    Right now, she hopes that Lin Chen can defeat the Sword Warrior Son and win the first place in this year's Lingwu Daohui.

    "First, it belongs to my Jianwu."

    ?Shengzi Jianwu is full of sword splendor and magnificent, his energy and spirit have entered a perfect state, and he is waiting for the battle with Lin Chen tomorrow.

    As fierce competitions were staged, time passed like flowing water, and the brilliant sun went west, turning into a round of blood-like setting sun.

    ? As night fell, the entire Lingwu City became quiet and quiet, but the atmosphere was particularly dignified, which seemed to indicate that tomorrow would be an uneasy day.

    The night receded slowly, and a white belly appeared in the east, and the morning light gradually appeared, breaking through the sea of ??clouds, turning into a round of rising sun, standing in the east, illuminating the earth.

    At this moment, the geniuses from the Twelve Small States and the Seven Great Schools opened their eyes at the same time. The former looked at Lin Chen, and the latter looked at the Sword Master, both with high hopes.

    Boom!

    Following the resonant sound of the Lingwu Cauldron, one of the five elders began to draw lots.

    "On the No. 1 battle platform, the holy son of sword martial arts in Lingwu Prefecture will face the holy god of heavenly sword in Shanhai Prefecture."

    Before the words fell, the audience was ebullient. Practitioners from Twelve Small States, such as Shang Yangqing and others, shouted "Holy God of Heavenly Sword" and cheered for him.

    Seeing this, the geniuses who came to the door from the Seven Great Schools did not want to be outdone, and shouted "Sage Son of Sword and Martial Arts", louder than brighter, suppressing the shouts of Shang Yangqing and others.

    Fongjian Leisheng and the others all showed disdain. A group of weaklings who couldn't even make it to the semifinals dared to compare their momentum with them. It was simply humiliating themselves.

    "Damn it."

    Xiao Huo and the Tree of Light hated each other so much that they felt it was deafening, their voices could hardly be uttered, their faces were flushed, their hearts were depressed and panicked, and they cursed angrily.

    "There's nothing to argue about, you just sit here."Lin Chen smiled lightly, then stood up, stepped on the sword light, and walked towards the No. 1 battle platform.

    "Junior Sister, sit still and watch as your brother defeats him."

    ?Shengzi Jianwu was full of spirits, and he handed his junior sister a confident and warm smile, and then boarded the No. 1 battle platform as if shrinking into an inch, and confronted Lin Chen.

    I saw him as rich as jade, handsome in appearance, white as jade in skin, wearing a gold-plated jade crown with sword patterns on his head, and his eyes were shining brightly, revealing his sharpness and vigor.

    There was a refreshing wind blowing, and the brocade robe with cloud patterns fluttered. The dragon and phoenix jade pendant hanging around his waist made a clear sound with the wind, blooming with flawless jade light, lingering around his body, making his image even more majestic.

    Looking at Lin Chen, he let out a hearty laugh, and said: "I thought that the first opponent to compete with me this time was a disciple of the Buddha with a spiritual heart, but I didn't expect it to be you, the Holy Spirit of Heavenly Sword, which is really unexpected.  "

    He praised Lin Chen, said this, but changed his voice: "However, in my opinion, your sword skills are not worthy of the title of Heavenly Sword."

    While saying this, he walked towards Lin Chen, and began to gather momentum, becoming stronger and stronger, the aura of heaven and earth was boiling, and the breath of swordsmanship was surging, majestic.

    Moan!

    When Lin Chen listened, he felt the momentum was compelling. There was a high-pitched sound of swords, which came to his ears, like a thousand swords screaming together.

    Feeling this, Lin Chen laughed out loud like a howling sword, breaking the sound of the sword: "If you want my title, feel free to come and get it, but only if you have the strength."

    "Hehe, I still don't like your title, because only the title of Jianwu can show my swordsmanship."

    The Son of Sword and Martial Arts summoned the Thunder Yang Jun sword with a smile, and the brocade robe with cloud pattern suddenly swelled, flashing thunder beams and air of void, and walked towards Lin Chen.

    Under the blessing of the air of the void, his speed changed from slow to fast, and a beautiful silver light flashed under his feet, which combined with the power of thunder, forming a domineering momentum to roll out.

    At this moment, the void in front of Lin Chen's eyes was replaced by the thunder sword light and the void sword light, sweeping over like a stormy sea.

    Without hesitation, he summoned the Dragon Sword, used 100% of the holy power to stimulate the four sources of the holy way of swordsmanship, chaos, space and life, and greeted him.

    Boom!

    A majestic sword force gushed out like a torrent of steel, directly breaking the might of the Sword Warrior Saint Son, and crushing it mightily.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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