Peerless Sword God

The Hetian Sword Demon is the first person in the seventh-level demon clan.

His reputation is even greater than that of the mad devil in the dark prison.

Rumor has it that he has ambitions to gain the title of "The Strongest".

When Lin Chen was in the sixth level, he was very impressed with him. After reaching the seventh level, he heard about his power from the mouths of the Lun Tian Divine Ancestors.

Unfortunately, Lin Chen has never seen him.

Today I had a fight with the Black Hell Mad Demon, but he didn't show up. I didn't expect him to show up at this time.

At the first sight of Hengtian Sword Demon, Lin Chen felt a unique sword cultivator temperament from him, which could be described as sharp-edged and majestic.

The aura of the Hetian Sword Demon was so powerful that the moment he entered the killing battlefield, many geniuses in the field became his foil.

He is worthy of being the first genius of the demon clan in the seventh heaven!

Perhaps it is because the Hetian Sword Demon comes from the Guangming Demon Clan, so his appearance and temperament are very different from other demons, giving people a sense of uprightness.

He is not as tall as the Black Prison Madman, but his appearance is much better. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. The four words "Qi Yu Xuan Nang" are more suitable to describe him.

Wearing a scarlet-yellow brocade robe, the Hetian Sword Demon is made even more noble, like a prince, aristocratic son, walking step by step, bringing a strong sense of light.

Lin Chen became interested and felt that the other party was a very special genius. How powerful was his original sword technique?

The Luntian Divine Ancestors also looked at the Hetian Sword Demon, with solemn expressions on their brows.

Xiaohuo, however, was a master who didn't take things too seriously. He muttered, "This guy looks like a human."

The Luntian Divine Ancestor and several others were startled when they heard this and winked quickly. Muqing Goddess even pulled her sleeves to tell her to stop talking nonsense.

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that Hetian Sword Demon can be ranked as one of the five geniuses is enough to prove his strength.

Lin Chen also gave her a warning. He was not afraid of the Hetian Sword Demon, but he thought Xiao Huo had a bad character for causing trouble everywhere.

Xiao Huo pouted and said, "Dad, if you want to become the strongest, this guy is your biggest opponent."

Lin Chen nodded noncommittally, and then heard Xiao Huo say angrily: "Sister Mu Qing, the Yulan witch who defeated you is also here."

Lin Chen noticed a woman in white next to the Hetian Sword Demon, and asked, "Is she the Yulan Demon?" As he said that, he looked at the Muqing Goddess.

Goddess Muqing nodded and said: "Although her strength is not as good as that of the Blood Nether Spear Ancestor, she has also won the title of Seven-Star Killer God, and her divine body's strength and defense are much better than mine."

Lin Chen took a look at the Yulan Witch. Like the Hetian Sword Demon, she was also a light demon. It was not surprising that her divine body was stronger than the Muqing Goddess who was born in the tree tribe.

At this time, Witch Yulan also looked at Lin Chen, her pretty face dropped slightly, and she whispered to Hengtian: "Brother Hengtian, the one next to Witch of Nine Suns is the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor."

Hetian Sword Demon nodded and said: "I noticed him when I came in just now. His sword power is restrained and condensed, which is indeed different from ordinary swordsmen."

After saying that, he actually nodded to Lin Chen. After seeing Lin Chen nodding in response, he said to the Black Prison Madman: "Madman, if you want to defeat him, you have to be very energetic."

The Black Prison Madman raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head and grabbed his hair, and said nonchalantly: "You don't need to worry about my affairs."

Witch Yulan frowned, feeling that he was too rude to Brother Hengtian: "Madman..."

Hetian Sword Demon raised his hand to stop her: "Let's go, let's find a place to sit down first."

The Yulan Witch just gave up and immediately found a place for him, but she saw the Xueyou Spear Ancestor came up to him and said respectfully: "Brother Hengtian, we have a place here, please."

"Xueyou, you are determined."

The Hengtian Sword Demon spoke in a gentle tone and encouraged: "I know you are not willing to lose to the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, but how do you compare to Chi Tian? He has already lost, so don't think too much about it and practice hard in the future."

"Brother Hengtian taught you a lesson." Xueyou Spear Ancestor said honestly.

Hetian Sword Demon nodded happily and took a seat in the front row of the viewing area. The Yulan Witch and the Blood Nether Spear Ancestor sat beside him.

At this time, the killing platform was empty, but no one came on the stage. Everyone was waiting for the contest between Lin Chen and the Black Prison Madman.

Most of the cultivators were whispering and speculating on the outcome of this battle. Talented geniuses like the Black Prison Madman, Wanling Dragon Girl and Xuyun Huannu were all closing their eyes to rest.

As the saying goes, a glimpse of something reveals the whole leopard. From this point of view, it can be seen that it is not unreasonable for a few crazy people from the Black Prison to become talented people.

For example, Xiaohuo couldn't stand idle. While eating the spiritual fruit, he chatted with the goddess Muqing and asked her to find a chance to defeat the Yulan witch.

Goddess Muqing smiled and said: "After I practice the divine method to a perfect state, I will have a competition with her."

"Okay." Xiao Huo nodded happily, but murmured in his heart: "If sister Mu Qing still can't defeat the witch, I will teach her a lesson myself. My sister is not someone who can be bullied."

The little girl thought happily, then looked at Lin Chen, only to see him meditating, feeling bored, and muttered: "Dad is really just a lunatic, can he be so serious?"

After hearing this, Lun Tian Divine Ancestor and several others twitched their faces, thinking that that was the crazy devil from the Black Prison. Who could underestimate the being who had defeated Chi Tian Yan Ancestor before?

Time passed little by little, and as soon as noon passed, everyone looked at Lin Chen and the Black Prison Crazy Demon in unison, thinking with excitement that the competition was about to begin.

Sure enough, Lin Chen, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, said hello to Xiaohuo and the others, and stepped onto the killing platform.

Almost at the same time, a slightly skinny black demon genius appeared opposite Lin Chen, it was the Black Prison Crazy Demon.

He grabbed his messy hair out of habit, looked up at Lin Chen, and shouted to the outside: "Old drunkard, it's your turn to come up."

The gray-robed referee slowly walked onto the fighting stage, stared at the madman in the black prison with drunken eyes, and said with a groan: "You are the only madman who dares to call this referee like that."

After finishing speaking, he cleared his throat and said seriously: "Old rules, this referee will ask you two as usual."

After confirming that Lin Chen and the two were going to compete in this match, the gray-robed referee announced the start of the match and then went back to continue drinking.

"Drunkness is harmful to your health. Sooner or later, you will drink to death."

The mad devil in the black prison muttered a word, then rolled up his tattered black robe, rubbed his hands together, and a black divine chain appeared. With a clatter, it landed on the table at his feet, and a series of jingling sounds were heard.

Lin Chen also took out the Wandering Dragon Sword, looked at him with both eyes, and the sword light flashed in his pupils, weakening the influence of the opponent's holy way of madness.

The mad devil from the Black Prison shook his head and said: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword, your swordsmanship is good, but whether you can stop my madness remains to be seen."

After saying that, he smiled strangely at Lin Chen, and suddenly a feeling of madness rushed towards Lin Chen.

The bright and clear void turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, with an evil coldness.

This kind of coldness was not really cold, but cold at the level of consciousness. It made Lin Chen feel very uncomfortable and felt that the color of the whole world had changed.

There is nothing else in this world, only madness, like a madman's world, with twisted figures one after another, smiling strangely at him, which is creepy.

"Is this the holy way of madness? It is indeed extraordinary."

Lin Chen's expression became serious, and he asked himself that after many years of practice, he had never seen such a powerful holy way of madness. Sure enough, it could easily affect the spirit and emotions of the cultivators.

Once affected, it is difficult not to become a madman.