Peerless Sword God

boom!

I saw that the original swordsmanship surrounding the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor was shattered by Lin Chen's original swordsmanship. The Wandering Dragon Sword slashed down and hit the Dark Demon Sword.

"Clang" sound;

The palm of the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor split open, and the Dark Demon Sword flew out of his hand, and then the whole person flew out like straw, hitting the end of the fighting platform, and rolled a dozen times before stopping.

His head hit the ground first, the black crown fell off his head, his hair was scattered, his clothes were full of sword holes, and his skin was bleeding with blood, making him look miserable.

Lying on the ground, with a pale face and dull eyes, looking at Lin Chen in the sky, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Lin Chen took back the Wandering Dragon Sword and said calmly: "Your swordsmanship is nothing more than this."

"puff."

When the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor heard this, he immediately became furious, his energy and blood flowed backwards, welling up in his heart, and he spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and his entire body was in despair.

You know, he is proud of his swordsmanship and his original swordsmanship, but now he is vulnerable to Lin Chen. His swordsmanship is suddenly unstable and on the verge of collapse.

Wow!

Soon there was an uproar from all directions. Seeing the disastrous defeat of the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor, all the demons present were shocked and bowed their heads in silence.

"This human genius is so strong!"

The cultivators from the half-orc tribe, demon tribe and other tribes all looked at Lin Chen with shock on their faces, fearful light shining in their eyes.

"The original swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword God is so powerful?"

Guanghai Sword Ancestor looked at Lin Chen in surprise, and suddenly felt respectful. He took a long breath, shook his head and said, "I'm not as good as him."

After that, he stood up, carried a ray of light, flew up, and said to the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor in a kind tone:

"I am willing to admit defeat, Dark Sword Demon Ancestor. You have lost this battle. Please cash in your bet and pay 10 billion mid-grade divine stones to the Sky Sword Demon Ancestor."

The human geniuses present also echoed, demanding that the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor fulfill his bet.

The cultivators of other tribes all looked at the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor with gloating eyes, which showed that they had suffered a lot at the opponent's hands in the past.

And the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor lost to Lin Chen today. His previous reputation was wiped out and his face was disgraced. If he lost another 10 billion mid-grade divine stones, it would definitely be a big loss.

There are demon cultivators who want to speak for the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor, but they can't find any reason. After all, the gambling fight just now was said by the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor himself.

Everyone present is a witness, how can I deny it?

The demons also want face!

But the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor didn't react at all. He still looked devastated. He obviously hadn't gotten over the failure yet and kept repeating the words "how is that possible?"

Seeing this, a demon genius couldn't help but say: "Master Dark Sword seems to be in a bad state. Is he going crazy?"

"ah!"

As soon as these words came out, many demons looked at each other, but they couldn't come up with an idea.

Looking at the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor like this, Lin Chen shook his head slightly, feeling that he had overestimated his Taoist heart before.

But Lin Chen didn't know that the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor had never suffered such a defeat. How could his mentality not be unbalanced?

Seeing this, Guanghai Sword Ancestor stepped forward, held his shoulders, and shouted: "Dark Sword Demon Ancestor, wake up!"

Who would have thought that the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor had no reaction and was still mumbling to himself, as if he had gone crazy.

A demon genius panicked and said anxiously: "No, Master Dark Sword is really crazy. Hurry, go and inform Master Dark Demon Ancestor."

Many demon geniuses who were friends with the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor reacted and hurriedly went to notify his father, the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor.

At this moment, from the west of the fighting arena, a voice filled with vitality suddenly came: "Hey! If my son doesn't wake up, how long will it take?"

Strangely enough, others could not feel this sound, but when it fell into the ears of the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor, his whole body trembled, and with a whoosh, he spurted out a mouthful of turbid blood.

Gradually, a glimmer of clarity appeared in his dark, lifeless eyes. He said "Father" and stood up staggeringly.

All the cultivators in the audience looked around after hearing the sound, and saw several demonic figures coming from the west. The leading person was a tall, dark-skinned middle-aged demon, wearing a black robe.

Seeing this, the demon cultivators present bowed and saluted: "I have seen the Dark Demon Ancestor." Even the cultivators from other clans bowed their hands politely.

"The Nine Divine Ancestors."

Lin Chen saw the middle-aged state of the demon clan, and a voice message suddenly sounded in his ears: "He is the father of the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor, a veteran Nine Paths Divine Ancestor."

Lin Chen heard the sound and looked at the Guanghai Sword Ancestor, only to see the other party nodded to him, and said through the voice: "The Dark Sword Demon Ancestor acts more domineeringly than the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor. I'm afraid he will inevitably cause trouble for you, but don't worry. , I have informed my father to come in advance.”

"Thank you."

Lin Chen sent a message to thank him, and then saw the Guanghai Sword Ancestor cupping his hands towards the Anyou Demon Ancestor who fell from the sky: "Senior Anyou, Brother Anyou is fine."

"If I hadn't arrived in time, my son would have been destroyed."

Dark Sword Demon Ancestor looked at Lin Chen expressionlessly, his eyes sharper than an eagle's eyes. He gave Lin Chen a hard look, then helped his son Dark Sword Demon Ancestor up and scolded:

"You have been practicing swordsmanship and understanding the way of swords since you were a child. After years of hard training, you finally got a glimpse of the true meaning of the original way of swordsmanship. I didn't expect you to be so incompetent. A mere failure will make your mind unstable and your sword heart collapse. , how can we go further in the future?”

The Dark Sword Demon Ancestor turned blue and white after being told that, and he felt ashamed. He knelt down in the tunnel with a thud and said, "Father, forgive me. I know I was wrong."

"Get up, a failure is nothing. Your father has failed before, and more than once, but he still cultivated to the realm of the Nine Daos God Ancestor in the end. Why?"

The Dark Demon Ancestor helped his son stand up with his left hand, pointed his right hand at his chest, and said earnestly: "Martial arts practice lies in the heart of the Tao and the thought of the Tao. Only in this way can the Tao heart be stable and unbreakable. Even if you experience a little turbulence, you can become a strong man in the end."

This was like a revelation, which made the Dark Sword Demon Ancestor suddenly realize. A firm light appeared in his eyes, and he bowed and said: "My son will learn from you."

The practitioners present nodded again and again, including the Guanghai Sword Ancestor who was thoughtful.

"Heart of the Tao? Thought of the Tao?"

Lin Chen murmured in his heart, and suddenly had a mysterious feeling. He was deeply moved. No matter whether it was the human race or the demon race, anyone who could cultivate to the realm of the Nine Daos God Ancestor had something powerful.

Just as he was sighing, there was a burst of applause from outside the venue. A middle-aged human with black hair and black beard came over with a dragon-like and tiger-like gait, laughing:

"Brother Anyou's words are very insightful. It makes people feel very touched. With time, you will surely become a half-step saint."

The middle-aged man with black beard laughed loudly, his eyes were like copper bells, he was tall and strong, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Guanghai Daozu.

No!

It was Guanghai Daozu who was somewhat similar to him.

Lin Chen saw that the other party was also the Nine Dao God Ancestor, and he understood in his heart that the other party seemed to be Guanghai Daozu's father.

Sure enough, when Guanghai Daozu saw him, he immediately bowed and respectfully called out, "Father."

"Yes."

The black-bearded middle-aged man smiled and nodded, stepped onto the battle stage, and looked at Lin Chen, and asked casually, "Guanghai, is this the friend you mentioned, the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor?"

"Yes, father."

Guanghai Daozu replied, and then said to Lin Chen, "Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, this is my father, known as Canghai Daozu."

Lin Chen bowed and said, "Junior greets Senior Canghai."

Canghai Daozu stroked his black beard with his right hand and said, "Hey, why call me senior? It's too formal. You are Guanghai's friend, so just call me uncle."