Peerless Sword God

Seeing Wang An put away all six ancient relics, Wang Dong also showed a happy smile on his face.

With these six ancient relics, even if he did not accept the inheritance, he would be sure not to fail when he returned to Fenglei Domain to face the two major forces behind him, and he would even be valued by the sect and the family.

"Xiao An, since you have obtained the ancient relics, let's fight quickly and don't waste time." Wang Dong said with a faint smile, and he attacked Xue Lingyun and the other five with a palm.

This time Wang Dong did not play with the latter five people. The true essence of his Dantian surged wildly, and immediately a stream of extremely cold air enveloped the surroundings. Even though this place was already cold, the temperature dropped by dozens of degrees at this moment.

Seeing Wang Dong attacking, Xue Lingyun and the other five did not dare to be careless. Wang Dong's cultivation was higher than theirs, not to mention that he had practiced the extremely powerful Xuanbing Gong. If a single warrior in the early stage of the True Dao Realm faced this palm with all his strength, he would probably die on the spot.

"Be careful!"

"Dapeng Palm."

"Wind Wave."

...

Xue Lingyun and the other five used their martial arts skills one after another, their Dantian Zhen Yuan surged, and they went all out.

But Wang Dong's cultivation was much higher than the other five, and even if the five tried their best, it was difficult to resist. After a few bangs, Wang Dong's palms quickly intersected with the attacks of Xue Lingyun and the other five, and the next moment, the latter five vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Wow wow~~"

The five people all vomited blood and looked pale.

"Hey, brother, don't hide your strength. Now it's your turn!" Seeing Xue Lingyun and the others being knocked away, Wang An saw that Wang Dong had not used his full strength yet, otherwise the latter five would not be able to stop it even if they tried their best. Wang An said, looking fiercely at Fu Shijian, Shi Gang, Zheng Ke and others.

"Die!"

Wang An smiled grimly, and swept his leg towards Fu Shijian, who was closest to him.

In his opinion, Fu Shijian was only at the peak of Tiangang Realm, so he was no match for Wang An. Therefore, his kick was just a casual attack, but even if it was a casual attack, the power was not something that ordinary Tiangang Realm peak warriors could deal with.

Facing Wang An's attack, Fu Shijian did not dare to be careless. He immediately drew out the Qingbao Sword with a choking sound and attacked Wang An with a sword.

"Don't overestimate your ability." Seeing that Fu Shijian still wanted to resist, Wang An couldn't help but sneer, with a look of extreme disdain.

But the next moment, Wang An's face suddenly became surprised, "Hey, what kind of swordsmanship is this, so fast!"

Bang!

The Qingbao Sword slashed heavily on Wang An's leg, and a crisp sound rang out. Then Fu Shijian's face turned pale and his body retreated violently. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

"Fast and slow artistic conception." Wang An stared at Fu Shijian with a bad face. Fu Shijian actually comprehended the artistic conception of speed, which he did not expect. Of course, even if Fu Shijian understood the concept of speed, he was not Wang An's opponent. Although this move did not injure Wang An, it hurt him.

Feeling the faint pain in his thigh, Wang An's face was extremely ugly. He was a genius in the Wind and Thunder Realm, at the peak of the initial stage of the True Dao Realm, but now he was hit in the thigh by a little warrior at the peak of the Tiangang Realm.

"Boy, die."

Wang An roared and swept his leg towards Fu Shijian.

"Be careful." Chen Gaoyi, Xue Lingyun, Zheng Ke and others all changed their faces. They wanted to help Fu Shijian, but Wang An's attack speed was too fast, and they had no time to get over.

Immediately, a large amount of cold air rushed out from Wang An's legs and rushed towards Fu Shijian like crazy.

Seeing Wang An attacking again, Fu Shijian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Facing Wang An's full-strength attack, let alone Fu Shijian, even Chen Gaoyi, Xue Lingyun and others had to treat it seriously. There is no doubt that Fu Shijian would die if he was hit by this leg!

"If you want me dead, you won't have it easy either."

Fu Shijian was just about to fight to the death, when-

Rumble~~

The wind howled violently, and the white fog rolled around, as if someone was stirring it.

Crack!

"Ah!"

A figure rushed to Fu Shijian at a very fast speed, and then with a bang, the figure punched Wang An's thigh hard, and a crisp crack sounded, and Wang An's thigh was actually broken by the figure's punch. Wang An's face turned pale instantly, and his body flew out with a scream, and the sound was extremely desolate.

Wang An's body was still flying in the air, and the figure jumped and instantly appeared on Wang An's body, and then punched down again.

Snap!

"Ah!!"

Before waking up from the severe pain of the broken leg, Wang An was hit by another punch, and immediately felt a huge force acting on himself. Wang An screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was hit hard into the snow pile.

The figure still didn't let Wang An go. Seeing Wang An being hit into the snow pile, he jumped again and jumped into it. Then -

Bang bang bang bang...

A series of dull sounds came from the snow pile, accompanied by Wang An's miserable screams, which made the people around him shudder.

Everyone was stunned.

The figure suddenly appeared here and attacked Wang An. The speed was too fast. They didn't even know what was going on, let alone seeing the figure clearly.

Bang.

"Ah~~"

In the snow pile, another dull sound of ** intersecting sounded, followed by Wang An's miserable, weak screams and unwilling roars: "Lin Chen, if you have the guts to kill me, kill me!"

"Killing you is too kind to you." Lin Chen's hoarse voice sounded from the snow pile.

Lin Chen?

It was Lin Chen's voice.

"Lin Chen is not dead!"

"Lin Chen is back from the inheritance land, he is not dead."

"Those two lied to us, Lin Chen is not dead at all, not only is he not dead, but his strength has also become much stronger."

"Lin Chen is so strong that even the peak warriors of the early stage of the True Dao Realm can't take his punch."

Everyone was ecstatic. At first, many people heard Wang An screaming Lin Chen's name, and they were a little unconvinced. Lin Chen went to the inheritance hall, can he still survive? There is no doubt that the inheritance land is dangerous. Not to mention Lin Chen, who has the cultivation level of Tiangang Realm, even if a True Dao Realm warrior goes there, he will die.

But then they heard Lin Chen's voice, and they were sure.

Lin Chen's voice did not change, especially Xue Lingyun and others, who heard it as soon as they heard it.

"Lin Chen is not dead, Lin Chen is not dead, it's great, it's really great!" Xue Lingyun was excited and spoke incoherently.

Chen Gaoyi and others also showed joy on their faces, staring at the snow piles.

Unlike Chen Gaoyi and others, Jiang Wei and Wang Dong were livid. Lin Chen didn't die? But how could this be possible? How could he not die after going to the inheritance hall?

Jiang Wei was not only surprised by Lin Chen's appearance, but also frightened. His hatred with Lin Chen was irreconcilable, especially this time Wang Dong and Wang An found Chen Gaoyi and others, and he brought them, so would Lin Chen let him go? Now Wang An was beaten by Lin Chen without any ability to fight back, but Jiang Wei was not even Wang An's opponent. It was easy for Lin Chen to kill him.

"Lin Chen, stop!"

Wang Dong was shocked and angry when he saw his brother being beaten by Lin Chen. He was shocked that Lin Chen didn't die. Not only did he not die, but his breath was much stronger. He was angry that Lin Chen beat his brother without any scruples.

After Wang Dong's words fell, Lin Chen seemed to have heard nothing, and continued to punch continuously, each punch attacking Wang An.

Bang, bang, bang...

"Ah~~Brother, save me!"

Lin Chen's strength was well controlled. Every punch on Wang An would not kill him immediately, but it would not make Wang An feel good either.

At this moment, Wang An was living a fate worse than death. He would rather be killed by Lin Chen with one punch than be beaten by Lin Chen in such a humiliating way. It was simply a shame.

Hearing Wang An's scream, Wang Dong's expression became anxious. His body flashed and he ran towards Lin Chen, slapping him with one palm. Immediately, violent cold air rushed out of his body and attacked Lin Chen frantically.

"Looking for death."

A cold light flashed in Lin Chen's eyes. Wang Dong and Wang An couldn't beat him, so they came to trouble Xue Lingyun and others. They were even more mean than mean people.

As he said that, Lin Chen pulled out the True Spirit Sword with a choking sound and slashed at Wang Dong with a sword without hesitation.

Puff.

Lin Chen's sword was just a casual attack, but you have to know that after he comprehended the sword of destruction, his control over the sword became stronger. Even a casual attack was surprisingly powerful. With a snort, the True Spirit Sword easily split Wang Dong's cold air in half, and then hit Wang Dong's palm heavily.

Wang Dong's face changed, and he felt a strong sword energy hit him, and his body stepped back.

"What a powerful sword, how could his strength increase so much." Wang Dong was extremely surprised. Two months ago, Lin Chen was able to suppress him because Lin Chen's physical fitness soared, and Wang Dong had just broken through to the middle stage of the True Dao Realm, so he was defeated by Lin Chen.

Now he has practiced the Mysterious Ice Art, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the middle stage of the True Dao Realm. The Mysterious Ice Art is extremely magical. In terms of strength, it has increased by at least several times compared to two months ago. Originally thought that if he met Lin Chen again, he could easily kill Lin Chen, but the result was unexpected. Lin Chen's casual sword made Wang Dong afraid.

After repelling Wang Dong with one sword, Lin Chen aimed the True Spirit Sword in his hand at Wang An immediately, "Since you want to die so much, I will grant you your wish!"

Wang An's expression immediately became horrified.

"Lin Chen, don't!" Wang Dong's face changed. He could see that Lin Chen was full of murderous intent and he would definitely kill Wang An.

But Lin Chen would never listen to him. He was afraid that after Lin Chen killed Wang An, he would turn around and deal with him.

Wang Dong was anxious. He suddenly saw Xue Lingyun and remembered what Jiang Wei said to him. Wang Dong immediately rushed towards Xue Lingyun. Seeing the former rushing towards her, Xue Lingyun was also surprised, but she had been seriously injured by Wang Dong before, and at this moment she had no power to resist at all.

"Lin Chen, dare you try to kill my brother!" Wang Dong roared at Lin Chen fiercely with a huge hand standing horizontally on Xue Lingyun's head, which could fall at any time.

Seeing Wang Dong trying to hold Xue Lingyun hostage, a hint of coldness flashed across Lin Chen's face.

"Hehe, Lin Chen, kill me, if you kill me, she will be buried with me." Seeing this scene, Wang An, who was lying in the snow, laughed sinisterly.

After looking at Wang An, Lin Chen stabbed the True Spirit Sword in his hand without hesitation. With a puff, the True Spirit Sword easily pierced Wang An's Dantian.

"You, you..." Wang An looked at Lin Chen in disbelief. Lin Chen really dared to kill him. Wasn't he afraid that Xue Lingyun would die?