Peerless Sword God

Xiaohuo pouted angrily and said with an aggrieved look on his face: "Smelly daddy, why are you so cruel? If you have the ability, go and avenge your daughter?"

Seeing this, Goddess Muqing rushed to her and asked Lin Chen: "Master Tianjian, do you think there is any way to treat Sister Xiaohuo's injury?"

Xiao Huo immediately looked at Lin Chen longingly, shook Lin Chen's arm, and said coquettishly: "Dad, you are the best, please save your daughter."

"Now you know it was wrong?"

Lin Chen pulled out his arm, and with a thought, he called out the Buddha bone relic: "This is the relic of an eminent monk. It can nourish the spirit. You can use it for a while."

"Dad, you have such a good thing, you should have taken it out a long time ago, and you are still hiding it."

Xiao Huo's eyes shone when she saw the Buddha bone relic, she reached out and snatched it, put it between her eyebrows, and submerged into the spiritual world to warm her spirit.

Soon, Xiao Huo felt energetic and the pain was relieved. He stretched out comfortably and said with a wide smile: "Wow, it feels so comfortable."

Lin Chen glanced at her and said, "When you feel better, remember to return it to me."

"I know, I know, dad, you are just stingy. Aren't your things your daughter's? What's the difference between you and me?" Xiaohuo complained and said perfunctorily.

Lin Chen raised his hand and wanted to give her a slap in the face. Seeing that she was pretending to be pitiful, he let her go and said with a straight face: "Take good care of your wounds."

Xiao Huo nodded with a smile and fanned the flames: "Dad, that guy hitting your daughter is equivalent to hitting you. If you don't take action, don't you know that those people outside will see you like this?"

Goddess Muqing also looked at Lin Chen, and Lin Chen said: "I just happened to be successful in cultivation, so I will vent my bad breath for you."

"Oh, my daughter knows that you are the best daddy."

Xiaohuo immediately waved his hands and cheered.

"Okay, Goddess Muqing, please look at her, I'll leave first."

Lin Chen interrupted the little girl's cheers, then told the goddess Muqing, turned around and left.

Goddess Muqing watched Lin Chen leave and closed the door. She wanted to persuade Xiaohuo, but she saw her starting to sit cross-legged and meditate, shouting:

"Sister Mu Qing, I have to hurry up and heal my wounds. When dad competes with that guy, I can watch him get beat up by dad."

As she said that, she suddenly remembered something, slapped her forehead and said, "By the way, I forgot to ask dad when he competed with that guy."

Goddess Muqing pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll let you know when the time comes."

Xiaohuo gritted his silver teeth and said bitterly: "I have been incarnate for so long, and except for the time when I passed through the tribulation, I have never been so seriously injured. I must see that guy being beaten by my father with my own eyes."

After Lin Chen left, he went to find the Ancestor of the Heavenly God, asking him to entrust someone to deliver a challenge to the mad devil in the Black Prison.

Luntian Divine Ancestor was shocked. Seeing that Lin Chen didn't seem to be joking, he hurriedly advised: "Tianjian Divine Ancestor, I know Xiaohuo is injured and makes you very angry, but please be careful."

"Yes, Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, it is not an easy task to defeat the mad devil in the Black Prison."

Tianliang Sword Ancestor also hoped that Lin Chen would not be impulsive. He had the same view as Lun Tian Divine Ancestor and did not think Lin Chen had any chance of winning.

Only Guanghai Sword Ancestor did not persuade him. Instead, he smiled and said, "Brother Lun Tian and Brother Tianliang, you don't need to persuade me. If Tian Sword Ancestor challenges the mad devil from the Black Prison, he may not lose."

Both Lun Tian Divine Ancestor thought he was joking, but looking at his expression and Lin Chen's attitude, their hearts began to waver.

After a while, the Luntian Divine Ancestor nodded and said: "Okay, I wonder when the date of the competition will be?"

"Two days later." Lin Chen said without thinking.

"So fast?"

Lun Tian Divine Ancestor felt that Lin Chen was too anxious, and wanted to persuade him, but when he saw Lin Chen nodded with a smile, he gave up: "Okay, I will make arrangements right away."

"Thank you."

Lin Chen bowed his hands and left.

After the Luntian Divine Ancestor watched him leave, he immediately wrote a letter of challenge and sent someone to deliver it to the Black Prison Madman.

On the street, many people were talking about the Black Prison Madman's defeat of Xiao Huo today. They admired him greatly, and the demons were even more proud of him.

After all, Xiao Huo is one of the five newly promoted geniuses who defeated Chi Tianyanzu.

The Black Prison Mad Demon defeated her so quickly, which greatly improved the morale of the demon clan.

But at this moment, many demon geniuses walked onto the street and laughed: "Everyone, good news, the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor challenged Lord Black Prison, and Lord Black Prison accepted the challenge, and the competition time is set for two days."

These demons are all under the command of the Black Prison Crazy Demon. Now that Lin Chen challenges the Black Prison Crazy Demon, they naturally have to publicize it well to increase the momentum of the Demon Clan.

Wow!

As soon as this news came out, the already lively streets suddenly became excited.

"No way, where did the Sword God Ancestor get the courage to challenge Lord Black Prison that day? Did he defeat the Blood Nether Spear Ancestor just by relying on him?"

"Haha, if you want to tell me, this is called beating the young to the old. After all, his Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor is the cheap father of the Nine Sun Witch. Now that her daughter has been defeated by the mad devil from the Black Prison, how can he be the father? Stand by and watch?"

"I agree with this truth, but I'm afraid that the Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor doesn't have that strength, and will end up like the cheap daughter, and also lose to the madman in the black prison, hahaha..."

Discussions came and went, spreading wider and wider.

In less than half an hour, it spread throughout the entire seventh heaven, causing another round of laughter.

No one thought that Lin Chen was the opponent of the Black Hell Mad Demon. They felt that he relied on himself to defeat the Blood Nether Spear Ancestor, which was a little self-righteous and they couldn't understand how much he weighed.

In a flaming red palace, when Ancestor Chitian Yan learned about this, he laughed and said: "What a courageous ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God. It seems that I, Chitian, will have a good meeting with you."

Among the small pavilions and buildings in a lake, there is the fragrance of lotus and the sound of piano.

The Wanling Dragon Girl came from the sky, tall and tall, with a fluttering golden dress. She looked at Xuyun Huannu playing the piano with smiling eyes, clapped her hands and praised:

"Sister Xuyun, your piano skills have improved again. It's like flowing water from a high mountain or a cup of water from a meandering stream. It's endlessly memorable."

Xuyun Huannu pressed the strings of the piano with both hands and invited her in: "Sister Longnu, thank you very much. My sister only has some knowledge of piano skills, which is nothing. But the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God challenged the mad devil in the black prison. Now he is in my seventh heaven." Famous for a while.”

"He is indeed a courageous person, but I think he overestimates himself a little. The Black Prison Mad Demon is definitely not comparable to the Blood Abyss Spear Ancestor." Wanling Dragon Girl said.

"Yeah, but I heard that his original swordsmanship is extraordinary. How about it? Are you interested in going to see it with your sister?" Xuyun Huannu nodded.

"Okay, let's go and see how capable he is."

Just as Wanling Dragon Girl had this intention, she immediately asked Xuyun Huannu to play the piano. She listened from the side, like a close friend, and smiled from time to time.

Lin Chen returned to his residence and did not know everything about the outside world.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrating on consolidating the seventh level of Huangtian's God-killing Qi and Douzhuan Void Sword Qi, hoping to use them to compete with the mad devil in the black prison.

Two days passed in an instant.

Early on the third day, Lin Chen, Xiao Huo and Mu Qing came down from the third floor and walked out of the Manshi Palace.

The old man behind the counter in the lobby picked up the brewed tea, took a sip, looked at the leaving figures of Lin Chen and the others, and said with interest:

"I wonder if this kid can win against the mad devil from the Black Hell? If he wins, he may be able to create a myth like he did in other heavens."

Tu Lao has some expectations for this.

At this time, many cultivators living in Manshi Palace went to the killing battlefield to watch the battle, especially human cultivators, such as Luntian Divine Ancestor and others, came to support Lin Chen.