Peerless Sword God

Just as he was speaking, Lin Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at him, saying loudly: "You are wrong, the Brahma Demon Sword requires holy power to activate, but the core of using it is the way of the sword. "

"Yeah?"

Zhuoyoushen's expression changed again, but he instantly returned to his scornful attitude: "Even if you can succeed, how much of its power can you, the ancestor of the Five Paths, unleash? 10%? Or 20%? Hahaha …”

"Beheading you is enough."

Lin Chen interrupted his laughter, raised the Brahma Demon Sword with both hands, and slashed straight at him.

Buzz!

The sword of the Brahma Demon bloomed with golden and black sword light, covering Lin Chen as if it were one body, directly splitting the void, and then swept out, cutting through the nine holy light pillars.

The shadow of Zhuo Youshen in the beam of light no longer existed. Lin Chen turned into a sword rainbow, breaking away the aura of the demon, approaching Zhuo Youshen, his tongue splitting like thunder:

"Zhuyoushen, if I'm not mistaken, you have very little strength left, right?"

He has already seen this, otherwise Zhuoyou God would not need the help of the five Heavenly Demons Zhuoyan, nor would he need to use the Zhou-level mid-level magic at the end.

Zhuo Youshen's eyes darkened, and he shouted in Lin Chen's words: "Beheading you is enough."

At this time, he was still imposing, his six pupils flashed, spraying out seven-color pupils, and then he waved his six arms, shooting out six magic weapons, and blasted towards the Brahma Demon Sword.

Lin Chen immediately felt the pressure doubled and lamented the power of the Holy Spirit.

Zhuo Youshen's injury has not yet healed, and he has consumed more than half of his strength. He still has this fighting power. His threat to Lin Chen is second only to Mojia from the God-Eating Clan.

But Lin Chen clearly knew that if Zhuo Youshen was at his peak, he might not be much weaker than Mo Jia of the God-Eating Clan.

Lin Chen knew that there was no way out. From the moment he chose to master the Brahma Demon Sword, he could only move forward without regard for life or death.

"It's all on you."

Looking firmly at the Brahma Demon Sword, Lin Chen turned into a sword light and merged into it, and was immediately hit by a huge repulsive force.

Lin Chen's body was deformed, like a meat pie about to be squeezed out by the Brahma Demon Sword. He activated his sword skills with all his strength and shouted in his heart:

"melt!"

The next moment, Lin Chen felt as if he had broken his shackles and entered a vast world of swords. There were countless swords of Brahma and Demons suspended between the sky and the earth.

This is the world belonging to the Brahma Demon Sword, which amazed Lin Chen. For the first time, he felt the mystery of the Supreme Treasure, which was beyond the reach of the ultimate divine weapon.

Lin Chen closed his eyes and didn't pay attention to everything in the outside world. He only had the way of swordsmanship in his mind, which instantly turned into a divine sword, which was somewhat similar to the Brahma Demon Sword.

Lin Chen felt that he was the sword of Brahma and Demon, controlling this world, and shouted with the sound of the sword:

"cut!"

He did not see Zhuo Youshen, and he could not sense the other person mentally. However, after fusion with the Brahma Demon Sword, he seemed to be able to see everything in the outside world clearly.

In an instant, a majestic sword roar was evoked, which was several times louder than the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor's command of the Brahma Demon Sword.

The heaven and earth filled with the aura of the demon were split open by Lin Chen's sword like autumn water. The sword mark was golden and black, several hundred feet wide, and spread towards the God of Zhuoyou.

The terrifying sword power swept out. Before Zhuo Youshen could see any movement, the five demons and Zhuoyan staggered back. Soon they could no longer hold on and flew out.

Among them, three of the weaker Eight Path God Ancestor Heavenly Demons were penetrated by countless sword rays. Their clothes were torn and their snow-white skin became riddled with holes.

Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan and Heavenly Demon Meteor Blade were horrified and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Lord Zhuoyoushen, be careful."

The six masters of Yanxia Cave looked at Lin Chen fused with the Brahma Demon Sword in surprise and joy.

The Nine-Life Sword Ancestor said with shock on his face: "How is it possible? He is four realms lower than me. It is unexpected to be recognized by the Brahma Demon Sword. How can he inspire such huge power?"

The Nine-Life Sword Ancestor showed an unbelievable light, and suddenly remembered what Lord Qitian said before he died, and immediately looked at Lin Chen eagerly.

Lin Chen, who had merged with the Brahma Demon Sword, slashed straight down with the force of breaking a bamboo, and with a clang, split the Feitian Zhuo Demon Whip.

The four top-quality Ji Dao divine weapons on the left and right sides of the Tianzhuo Demonic Whip were blown away by the majestic sword.

"How dare you offend me, Ant?"

There was a look of surprise in Zhuo Youshen's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

He is the supreme Holy God. Not to mention the Five Divine Ancestors, even the Nine Divine Ancestors do not take him seriously.

But now Lin Chen turned things around and changed everything with force. He actually broke his attack and killed him. This was nothing short of a provocation to him.

At the moment when the anger emerged from the six pupils, Zhuo Youshen not only did not retreat, but instead rose up in the air and faced him directly, saying with an indifferent face:

"Even if I have very little strength left, killing you is still like killing an ant."

The most important thing is that Zhuo You Shen does not believe that Lin Chen, who is at the level of the Five Divine Ancestors, can control the Brahma Demon Sword for a long time.

In a thousandth of an instant, Zhuo You Shen and Lin Chen were only less than a thousand feet apart. They suddenly waved out four arms, extending like demon hands, and grabbed the Brahma Demon Sword.

"Get out of here, young master."

The power of the Holy God, the blood of the Heavenly Demons, the divine body, and the power of Qi and blood, like a torrent of steel, crushed the sword of the Brahma Demon, trying to force Lin Chen out.

"The Great Magic of Heavenly Demon!"

The six pupils of Zhuo Youshen intertwined and emitted demonic light, like six groups of demonic fires burning, staring at the Brahma Demon Sword and impacting Lin Chen in the sword.

Lin Chen's body swayed this way and that, showing a tendency to separate from the Brahma Demon Sword. He hurriedly activated his godless physique, absorbing the energy of the demon between heaven and earth, and turned it into his own use.

"Godless physique? You have a godless physique?"

The God of Turbidity showed a little surprise, and said with a look of sudden realization: "So that's why you still have no signs of exhaustion after a series of battles."

Watching the demon energy between heaven and earth being absorbed by Lin Chen, revealing its original gray color, the face of the God of Turbidity became more gloomy.

His power was being consumed, but Lin Chen's was increasing. With one gain and the other loss, the situation was extremely unfavorable to him.

The God of Turbidity frowned and shouted at the five people of the Demon Blade: "Come and help me kill this boy."

The five people of the Demon Blade had already been shocked by the power of the Brahma Demon Sword. Now they were hesitant to hear this, but they did not dare to disobey the orders of the God of Turbidity.

After the five people responded in unison, "Yes, my command", they immediately played their own divine weapons and attacked Lin Chen from a distance. At the same time, they used the Demon Blade to affect Lin Chen's spirit.

Lin Chen's pressure doubled, his spirit was unstable, and his mind kept flashing the hardships and pain he had experienced before, as well as the scene of separation from his wife and children.

You know, Lin Chen has practiced for his whole life and has never felt guilty towards anyone, except for his wife and children, who he left alone to venture out.

Lin Chen felt guilty for his strong sense of responsibility, and he had always hoped to build a place in this world and reunite with his wife and children.

But many years have passed since he left the Yan Emperor Palace, and Lin Chen still hasn't done it.

Therefore, whenever he thought of his wife and children, he felt more guilty.

Now, under the magic of Zhuyoushen and Tianmo Zhuoyan, the guilt in Lin Chen's heart raged like a flood, affecting his mind.

He showed a look of shame and self-blame on his face, and his mind was unstable. His compatibility with the Brahma Demon Sword began to decline, and his power continued to decline.

"I didn't expect that you, an ant, would be so loyal to your wife and children. But in my eyes, your wife and children are just a burden and have no meaning to martial arts."

The Turbid God actually saw what Lin Chen was thinking. His three heads showed disdain and contempt. Then he swung out his six arms and hit the Brahma Demon Sword.

Bang!

The Brahma Demon Sword made a loud noise and flew backwards. Lin Chen immediately flew backwards from the sword, his bones crackling and he fell to the ground weakly.