Peerless Sword God

Chapter 4646 Huan Zhen’s inquiry

Groan!

Just when Lin Chen took action, he suddenly heard a clear sword chant, which passed through his hearing and entered his mind.

"not good!"

Lin Chen's face changed slightly, and he instinctively chose to defend.

However, before he could draw his sword, he felt a strong tearing sensation coming from his back.

Bang!

His whole body trembled, and Lin Chen flew forward, knocking away one illusionary saint after another.

I saw that on his back, his clothes were torn, and there was a clear sword mark, and the bones were clearly visible.

Burning pain!

Lin Chen gritted his teeth and forced himself to steady his body.

call out!

The next moment, the Wandering Dragon Sword in his hand flew out, a sword mark swept out from in front of his eyes, passed through the left side, and swept out towards the back.

Ding!

The Wandering Dragon Sword only struck out for dozens of miles before it was blocked by a white divine sword. The sword's light shot out in all directions, setting off a tide of life energy.

With this void as the center, it spreads out in a fan shape toward the rear.

The void behind immediately exploded, and a white figure emerged, which was the Holy Maiden of Huan Zhen.

She frowned slightly, and looked at Lin Chen in surprise: "Your bloodline is too strong, my phantom body cannot compete with you, and you are also superb in swordsmanship."

Lin Chen smiled softly and said, "Your illusion is stronger than I imagined."

As he spoke, the sword marks on his back healed, scarred, and slipped away at a speed visible to the naked eye, as smooth and crystal clear as if he had not been injured.

"You're also very resilient."

Holy Maiden Huan Zhen pursed her lips and praised, with a serious expression on her face: "I want to defeat you, but I can't do it in a short time."

"Are you so sure that you can defeat me?" Lin Chen asked with a smile.

"Because I want to beat you."

After saying these words, the Holy Maiden of Fantasy disappeared from Lin Chen's eyes again, and then a flood of demons and monsters appeared, all holding a sharp sword.

"Her sword illusion is not only mysterious and unpredictable, but also extremely damaging. If I just use the blood of the Life God Clan, I won't be able to reverse the situation."

Lin Chen thought in his mind, and immediately inspired the original swordsmanship, integrated it into the blood of the Life God Clan, and displayed it through the Wandering Dragon Sword.

"go!"

Following Lin Chen's soft drink, the Wandering Dragon Sword flew up into the sky like a divine dragon. With a swish, it spun forward and burst out with dense white sword energy.

At the same time, Lin Chen clenched his fists with both hands, enhanced his sword skills, and blasted out a powerful white sword light that surged in all directions like the blazing sun.

The entire sword platform was suddenly filled with white light, as thick as white mist, making it impossible for most of the saints and disciples outside to see clearly the battle situation.

Holy Son Xuhuai could see clearly, locked onto Lin Chen's figure with his mental power, and guessed: "I wonder if he can crack the illusion of the illusion of the sword?"

Holy Son Yunfeng, Liangyi Sword Emperor and Haiyuan Sword Emperor all looked nervous and held their breath subconsciously, as if they were worried that Lin Chen would lose like Holy Son Xuhuai.

"It's no use?"

Lin Chen frowned slightly as he watched the beheaded demons and monsters reappear, and immediately merged with the Wandering Dragon Sword, blooming with a powerful white sword light.

"cut!"

Lin Chen was like a giant white dragon, soaring in the sky, traveling up and down, left and right, making the void ring non-stop and scattering large swaths of sharp light.

At the same time, his spiritual world and inner world also burst out with sword energy like rain, slashing at the phantom saints with moving postures.

At this moment, Lin Chen's spirit, will, heart and belief were concentrated as never before, reaching an extreme level that shattered all kinds of illusory scenes.

However, everything is in vain. Those demons, ghosts and countless illusory saints still exist like immortal gods.

"Haha, Heavenly Sword Saint, I overestimated you. Huan Zhen hasn't shown his trump card yet, and you have no backhand power."

There was a coldness on the lips of Holy Son Mingye, and he shook his head slightly and said, "That's right, your battle with Holy Son Xuhuai just now was already at your limit."

"The Holy Maiden of Fantasy is going to win."

The saintly son and disciples who admired her couldn't help but cheer.

"Are you going to lose?"

Seeing this scene, Holy Son Qian Tian also shook his head secretly.

When Holy Son Yunfeng, Liangyi Sword Emperor and Haiyuan Sword Emperor saw this, the hope in their eyes dimmed.

"Real? False? False? Real again?"

Lin Chen, who merged his sword and man into one, kept killing demons and monsters, but he was horrified to find that some were illusions, while others were evolved from divine power and had attack power.

The most important thing is that these monsters, real and fake, have no rules at all. They attack Lin Chen together, making him unable to guard against them. He can only kill the fake ones as if they are real.

But as a result, his power consumption rate increased greatly, and he had to absorb the life energy generated by the Holy Spirit of Life Jue Yun as a supplement.

Suddenly, Lin Chen found that the scene in front of him changed again. Above and in front were demons and ghosts, and on the left and right were illusory saints. It was hard to tell the real ones from the fake ones.

Lin Chen gradually frowned, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat: "No, I have fallen into her illusion. This is her home court, and it will be harder for me to reverse the situation."

Thinking of this, Lin Chen's heart suddenly sank and he realized that the situation was not good.

If his prediction was correct, this was how Holy Son Xuhuai was defeated by the opponent.

what to do?

Lin Chen forced himself to calm down and look for a solution.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought to himself: "If I use the Qiankun Sword Domain, will I be able to break the illusion from within?"

call out!

Lin Chen did not hesitate, and there was no time for him to hesitate. He quickly evolved the Qiankun Sword Domain and shouted: "Big, big, big..."

As the word "big" sounded, the Qiankun Sword Domain immediately grew from small to large, expanding in all directions, and at the same time burst out with powerful sword power, trying to break the illusion.

The monsters and ghosts outside the Qiankun Sword Domain, and the saints of illusions, were crushed by the sword power, and the whole space suddenly made a sound.

"This is indeed an illusion."

Lin Chen took a breath of cold air in his heart.

Such a powerful illusion is something he has never heard of or seen before.

"Huh?"

Just when everything was going well, Lin Chen suddenly felt a dangerous breath.

I saw the monsters and ghosts in the sky and in front of him suddenly merged into a demon with three heads and six arms, holding six magic swords, and slashed down from the sky.

At the same time, the saints of illusions on his left and right merged into one, holding swords and sweeping over, not giving Lin Chen any chance to dodge.

Seeing this, Lin Chen immediately jumped into the Qiankun Sword Domain, and the sword and the man united to resist.

Boom! Boom!

The Qiankun Sword Domain was attacked by the Huanzhen Saint and the demon at the same time. After two loud noises, it cracked like an eggshell.

"Not good!"

Lin Chen's face changed, and he hurriedly defended and protected his whole body.

However, he dodged the sword of the demon, but not the sword of the Huanzhen Saint.

The three-headed and six-armed demon was evolved, but the Huanzhen Saint was herself, and her attack was more powerful and exquisite.

The Huanzhen Saint, with a pure face, asked softly: "Son of the Heavenly Sword, are you really exhausted?"

Hearing this, Lin Chen smiled and replied: "To be honest, I haven't."

"Really?"

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Huanzhen Saint, but suddenly saw Lin Chen suddenly separated from the Youlong Sword, clenched his fists, and slashed out a magnificent purple air.