Peerless Sword God

Chapter 3989: Sword Cultivator Duel

“Not good!”

Watching the Buddha seal prop up the Wanhua Qiantian Sword, and increase it to two thousand feet, and climb towards three thousand feet, Pingtian Sword King’s face changed drastically, and he hurriedly put away the sword.

But it was too late.

The Buddha sound suddenly burst out with a powerful Buddha power, like a Buddha, subduing demons and demons, and directly suppressed the Wanhua Qiantian Sword.

Bang!

The Wanhua Qiantian Sword made a loud noise, shattered inch by inch, collapsed on the spot, and fell down with sword light all over the sky.

The Buddha seal, which increased to three thousand feet, exploded layers of void, and directly shook the Pingtian Sword King with an overwhelming force.

Crackling!

Pingtian Sword King’s divine body exploded, and he didn’t know how many divine bones were broken. He felt suffocated, stared with his eyes, and flew backwards with a heart full of unwillingness.

Bang!

Pingtian Sword King fell from a high altitude on the battlefield, rolled several times, and hit the defense shield before stopping.

His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were dim, his body was covered with wounds, his sword light was extinguished, and there was no longer any sword aura. It was difficult to associate him with the identity of the first sword cultivator of the Half-Step Divine Emperor.

Silence!

The whole audience was silent!

But a moment later, the whole audience was in an uproar.

"He lost, Pingtian Sword King actually lost? How is this possible? How is this possible?"

"Impossible! Pingtian Sword King is the favorite to compete for the first place, how could he lose to the Dead Wood Wine Monk? He must have been careless, careless."

"Pingtian Sword King actually lost to that wine monk? God, am I seeing it wrong?"

One genius after another lost his voice, some were incoherent, some were stunned, and some shook their heads, all of them could not accept this result.

"What a terrible Buddhist magic."

Goddess Qingxuan, Yin Yang Sword Master, Blood Slaughter Whip King and others all showed shock on their faces. Although the Dead Wood Wine Monk had a compassionate look and a drunken face, they felt terrible.

"I have never seen such a Buddhist magic, it is really admirable."

The Buddha Sword Emperor was amazed, with a trace of yearning on his face. His fellow Buddha Sword practitioner was able to see such a Buddhist magic today, which was enough for his life.

"This wine monk is so strong?"

Yuan Tu Sword Lord's face froze, and his sword-like eyes looked at the withered wood wine monk, and then looked at the young master Tianji, and this guy was right again.

Yuan Tu Sword Lord had always been calm, but when he looked at the young master Tianji, he was a little upset.

He suddenly had a premonition that there would be earth-shaking changes in this round of the finals.

"Withered Zen Seal."

Young master Tianji smiled indifferently, and he was not surprised or surprised that the withered wood wine monk defeated the flat knife king.

"This is the most powerful Buddhist magic I have ever seen."

Lin Chen's heart was heavy, thinking that with the power of the sword of opening the sky and the sword heart of creation, let alone breaking the withered Zen seal, he couldn't even resist it.

Too strong!

The defeat of the Pingtian Sword King by the withered wood drunkard monk was beyond the expectation of most geniuses, including the elders of the major holy places.

Who could have thought that the withered wood drunkard monk would suddenly rise?

"It seems that the candidate for the first place has to be changed. The Pingtian Sword King is replaced by the withered wood drunkard monk."

"Yes, you can't judge a person by his appearance, and you can't measure the sea. This is what the withered wood drunkard monk is like. Look at him, he has been drinking, a complete drunkard. Who would have expected that his strength would be so terrifying."

"We all underestimated him. He is the real dark horse, far better than the dark horse of the Heavenly Sword God King. After all, he is a half-step God Emperor genius. This alone is better than the Heavenly Sword God King."

For a while, the withered wood drunkard monk became the main subject of discussion, and as for the Pingtian Sword King, he completely became a supporting role, and few people paid attention to him.

Of course, if the Pingtian Sword King could defeat the Buddha Sword Emperor and the Yuantu Sword Lord, he could still make it into the top three, but now there are fewer geniuses who are optimistic about him.

Buzz!

After defeating Pingtian Dao Wang, the withered wood drunkard swallowed his luck aura.

The number of luck auras he possessed immediately increased to eight, making him the only genius among the ten geniuses with eight luck auras.

The competition continued.

The sixth competition began, and the two geniuses selected to the battle stage were Blood Slaughter Whip King and Yin Yang Sword Master. In the end, Yin Yang Sword Master won slightly.

In the seventh competition, the withered wood drunkard fought against the God Shadow Ghost King and won.

In the eighth competition, Young Master Tianji fought against the Goddess Qingxuan.

"No way, Goddess Qingxuan actually lost?"

"I really want to know what kind of magic that Young Master Tianji used. It's fine that he can banish the Blood Emperor Chengtian Whip of the Blood Slaughter Whip King, but he can even banish the Qinglian Holy Art of Goddess Qingxuan into the depths of the endless void. It's really terrible."

"Yes, this kind of magic is too terrible, without any weaknesses, and it is difficult to crack. It is estimated that only by occupying an absolute advantage in strength can it be resolved."

Many geniuses thought that Goddess Qingxuan could win, but they didn't expect this result, and they were all surprised.

"Young Master Tianji is a one-trick pony."

The God Ape Stick King shook his head and smiled. He was really impressed by his ability to comprehend the vacuum exile technique to such a level.

"I wonder if my Hunyuan Shengtian Sword Dao can crack this technique?"

Lin Chen was comprehending the original sword song, but he still took in the situation of Young Master Tianji defeating Senior Sister Qingxuan. He frowned secretly and thought to himself that he was not very sure.

"It's the ninth round of competition again. There are still four people who have not been selected, namely, Heavenly Sword God King, Buddha Sword Emperor, Yuan Tu Sword Lord, and Ping Tian Dao King. I wonder who will be the two who will be selected this time?"

"I want to watch the Heavenly Sword God King compete, because he has unexpected performances in every competition, and no matter who he competes with, the competition will be exciting."

"I am not very interested in watching his competition, because from the perspective of his defeat of Yin Yang Sword Master, he has exhausted all his cards, so I am still looking forward to the three matches of the three Buddha Sword Kings. Ping Tian Dao Wang lost to the Dead Wood Wine Monk. If the Buddha Sword King and Yuan Tu Sword King compete, it will be much more interesting."

As the competition of Tianji Gongzi defeating Qingxuan Goddess ended, many geniuses looked at Lin Chen, Buddha Sword King, Yuan Tu Sword King and Ping Tian Dao Wang.

Some geniuses looked forward to Lin Chen's performance, but many others looked forward to seeing the three Buddha Sword Kings on stage.

"The Heavenly Sword God King was chosen to go on stage."

Just as everyone was discussing fiercely, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded.

Swish!

Two divine lights flew out of the Quasi-Emperor Battle Stage, one of which brought Lin Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bench, to the battle stage.

"I wonder who the opponent of the Heavenly Sword God King is? The Dead Wood Wine Monk? The Yuan Tu Sword Lord? Or the Ping Tian Dao King?"

When everyone saw Lin Chen being selected to the battle stage, they immediately cared about his opponent and looked at the other side of the Quasi-Emperor Battle Stage.

Yin!

Suddenly, a sword chant sounded, and a sword-like figure stood on the other side of the battle stage, with the sword light shining and the sharp edge exposed.

"Is it the Yuan Tu Sword Lord?"

Several geniuses exclaimed at the same time.

"This battle, the Yuan Tu Sword Lord will definitely win." The Blood Slaughter Whip King said with certainty.

"He has good luck. If the opponent is the Dead Wood Wine Monk or the Ping Tian Dao King, it would not be so easy to win, but if it is the Heavenly Sword God King, it is easy to win." The God Shadow Ghost Lord said with a stern look and a cold tone.

"The Yuan Tu Sword Lord is much better than me, the Heavenly Sword God King, you are sure to lose." The Yin Yang Sword Master looked at the Yuan Tu Sword Lord with fear, and then looked at Lin Chen with sympathy.

Buddha Sword Emperor and Goddess Qingxuan frowned slightly. To be fair, they all hoped that Lin Chen could win, but no matter how they looked at it, his chances of winning were slim.