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- The sky between Lin Chen and Qisha Saber Ancestor was split in half, and all Qisha's Qi, sword light, and demonic Qi disappeared, leaving only this sword.
As the sky was split open, the Hunyuan Shengtian Sword was seen firmly chopping on the black magic knife, impacting a circle of energy light waves with a diameter of no less than thousands of miles.
Within this range, most of the ancestors of the Moyao tribe.
These ancestors obeyed the instructions of Qisha Daozu just now, and did not intervene in the fight between him and Lin Chen. They just swept aside and repelled the cultivators of the Tianlan tribe who wanted to rescue Lin Chen.
After all, in their view, it was an easy task for the young patriarch to kill Lin Chen.
However, it never occurred to them that their young patriarch was not only defeated, but also in such a dangerous situation that even they were implicated, and all of them changed color immediately.
"not good!"
"Rewind!"
This time Zhang Si. "Retire what? Hurry up and save the young patriarch."
The ancestors of the Moyao tribe were in a mess, some retreated in panic, and some risked their lives to help the Qisha knife ancestor.
However, the power of Kaitian Yijian exceeded their limit, and the few god ancestors who risked their lives were submerged before they could make a move, and their god bodies turned into fly ash.
Those god ancestors who chose to retreat saw this scene and shouted in horror: "Run away!"
But the speed of their escape was not as fast as that of Kai Tian Yijian. Before they had retreated a hundred miles away, their backs were cracked, and then they exploded into a blood mist with a loud bang.
This is an extremely terrifying scene. No matter whether it is the ancestors of the three paths or the ancestors of the four paths, as long as they are within the attack range of Kaitian Yijian, they have no power to resist and all die.
"No!"
All the cultivators of the Moyao tribe who saw this scene cried out in grief, and the timid ones were so frightened that their legs trembled and they ran away rolling and crawling.
There was also a stubborn Dark Demon Clan, who immediately shouted at the Mo Yao patriarch: "Please kill this human kid and avenge the elders."
Patriarch Mo Yao is even more angry than his clansmen at this time. He is the ancestor of the five paths of gods, with strong mental power. With a light sweep, he can know how many clansmen died just now.
In fact, there are not many people. Compared with the total number of Moyao tribe, it is only a drop in the bucket, but most of them have cultivated to the realm of the ancestors, close to twenty people.
You must know that existence above the ancestors is the backbone of a tribe.
Losing so much at one time is equivalent to killing half the life of the Moyao tribe.
Patriarch Mo Yao didn't show any anger in the fight with Patriarch Tianlan just now, but now he is furious, raising his hand and pointing at Lin Chen angrily:
"I want to cut your boy into pieces."
At this time, he didn't have the demeanor of a strong man at all. Abandoning Tianlan patriarch, he ran across the void, ran towards Lin Chen, raised his hand and punched him down.
Seeing this, the Tianlan patriarch and the others lost the smile on their faces, and hurried up to rescue Lin Chen, shouting urgently: "Young Master Tianjian, step back!"
The ancestor of Zhaobao smiled and said: "Senior, you don't need to worry, this old thief is not the opponent of the ancestor of Tianjian."
It's a pity that the scene was too chaotic, and the Tianlan patriarch and others couldn't hear what he said clearly.
Lin Chen heard it. He smiled softly, raised his hand and pointed at the Hunyuan Shengtian Sword, and said, "Mo Yao, what do you think this is?"
Phew!
I saw the Hunyuan Shengtian Sword flying up, and a figure floated along with it, which was the ancestor of Qisha Dao.
It turned out that the art of combining human and sword that he performed had already collapsed under Kaitian's sword, and he was seriously injured on the spot, with sword marks all over his face, shoulders, and chest.
A black robe has long been ragged, his face is as pale as paper, his breath is weak, his eyes are dull, like a dead fish.
"Is it the ancestor of the seven evil swords?"
Seeing this, the Tianlan patriarch, Qinglan saintess, and the blue-robed elder couldn't help but be surprised, showing unbelievable expressions.
?After all, before Qisha Daozu made a move on Lin Chen, the Tianlan patriarch and others thought that Lin Chen was not his opponent, but they didn't expect him to be beaten into such a miserable state by Lin Chen.
"Master Tianjian actually captured Qisha Saber Patriarch alive?"
The eyes of Saint Qinglan showed admiration, and Lin Chen's image in her heart suddenly became extremely tall.
Seeing this, the God Ancestor Zhaobao said with some surprise: "The God Ancestor Tianjian has only broken through the realm of the Three Paths God Ancestor, isn't this strength too terrifying?"
Patriarch Mo Yao had a gloomy face. Originally he wanted to kill Lin Chen in one fell swoop, but now he had to give up. He stopped and said, "Let Qisha go."
Qisha Daozu half-opened his eyes in pain, moved his lips, and his face was full of unwillingness.He said: "How could I lose to you, an ant? How could"
Lin Chen said lightly: "You call me an ant, but in my eyes, you are not as good as an ant. I don't have to do my best to kill you."
"You are talking nonsense!"
强牺 yanmoxuanxiaoshuo.comm&# 32读牺。 Qisha Daozu couldn't accept Lin Chen's words that he didn't do his best, and suddenly became angry, his eyes turned white, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood in pain, his face was as white as rice paper, and he was weaker than before.
The patriarch Mo Yao naturally didn't believe it either. Looking at his heartbroken son, he was furious, and said to Lin Chen with a livid face:
"I'll say it again, let Qisha go, today's matter can end here."
The Holy Maiden of Qinglan looked at her father. The Tianlan patriarch hesitated for a moment, and said to Lin Chen: "Sir Tianjian, this matter is up to you to decide. If you want to fight, our Tianlan tribe will swear to the death."
"Swear to the death!"
"Swear to the death!"
"Swear to the death!"
The strong in the martial arts world are respected, especially in the Senluo world. Everyone in the Tianlan tribe has been convinced by the strength displayed by Lin Chen.
Hearing the patriarch's words, everyone looked at Lin Chen with admiration and shouted in unison, as if they regarded him as a strong man and were willing to obey his orders.
Such a huge momentum made everyone in the Moyao tribe change their faces. Many people backed away in shock, but they were slapped to death by the head of the Moyao clan.
Boom!
The earth shook, and a black palm print hundreds of feet long appeared, and hundreds of mutilated corpses lay there, making the other Moyao tribe no longer dare to retreat.
However, the head of the Moyao tribe never looked at the people under his command, his eyes were still fixed on Lin Chen, and he said for the third time: "Let Qisha be released! From now on, my Moyao tribe and the Tianlan tribe will share peace."
He spoke peaceful words in his mouth, but his tone was colder than the previous two times, giving people a chilling feeling.
Lin Chen smiled without changing his expression: "Mo Yao, your threats are meaningless to me."
Moan!
The sound of sword chanting sounded, and the Hunyuan Shengtian sword suspended in midair cut down from top to bottom, like cutting butter, and chopped off the head of Qisha Daozu.
Qisha Daozu hadn't reacted yet, he could only watch his head separate from his body, and shouted with infinite fear on his face:
"Father, save me!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw another ray of sword light falling, directly splitting the crystal of the ancestor of the gods in his body.
click once;
To control the big and to control the owl. The pitch-black Ancestral Crystal of God was torn apart, and the energy within it was chopped into fly ash, and the body then fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.
At the same time, the head of Qisha Daozu also fell to the ground at the same time. It rolled around the corpse for a few times before stopping, his eyes stared straight, and his face was full of disbelief.
Because he didn't expect that Lin Chen would actually dare to kill himself in the face of his father's threat.
The patriarch Mo Yao didn't expect that he looked at his son's body, his pupils dilated, and then shouted at Lin Chen angrily: "I want you to die!"
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