Peerless Sword God

"Is there a fight?"

Cultivators appeared from all over the peaks and saw Lin Chen and Yaotian Sword Ancestor fighting.

Among them, there was a genius from Xiantian Realm who recognized the latter and said in awe: "It turned out to be Yaotian Sword Ancestor. Who is fighting with him? It seems that he is not from our Xiantian Realm."

The companion next to him laughed and said: "Whoever he is, Yaotian Sword Ancestor is the leader of our Xiantian Realm sword lineage. If you dare to use a sword in front of him, you will die."

"Yaotian Sword Ancestor? The sword genius of Xiantian Realm is indeed extraordinary. It seems that this Heavenly Sword God Ancestor is in danger."

On a dangerous peak, there was a genius wearing a gray magic robe. His breath was cold and ethereal. It was Hun Tian Sword Demon. He squinted his eyes.

"Well fought, these humans are naturally aggressive and like internal fighting. When they fight to the death, we will catch them all in one fell swoop."

The demons hiding in various places watched from the sidelines, ready to be the oriole and have a feast.

"It's really uncomfortable to be suppressed in the way of swordsmanship." Seeing the Hunyuan Sword Shield being broken, Lin Chen shook his head secretly, but did not retreat. He waved his sword to evolve the Tiangang Sword Formation and covered Yaotian Sword Ancestor. Yaotian Sword Ancestor said disdainfully: "You dare to use high-level swordsmanship of the Hong level to embarrass yourself. It seems that you don't have much ability." He merged with the sword, and the sword body burst into starlight, like a mighty galaxy, breaking through the Tiangang Sword Formation and hitting Lin Chen directly. Who would have thought that there was no figure of Lin Chen in front of him, and Yaotian Sword Ancestor snorted coldly: "Can you hide?" He released his mental power, evolved the sword of spirit, and killed in all directions. The void in all directions roared instantly, and thousands of star sword lights burst out, shining endlessly. "What a powerful sword of spirit." Lin Chen, who was traveling through space, held on to the spiritual world, and felt the sword of will coming, so he concentrated his spirit and added the power of faith. This is a swordsmanship competition at the level of spirit and will, and it is more dangerous than the competition with the Hun Tian Sword Demon.

However, Lin Chen was not afraid and quickly counterattacked, with the sword of spirit against the sword of spirit, and the sword of will against the sword of will, and they fought back and forth.

No!

In a short time, Lin Chen had the upper hand.

Yao Tian Jian Zu was shocked and his face became ugly: "How is it possible? You are only at the eighth level of the God Ancestor. How can your spirit and will be stronger than mine?"

"Because you are too weak." Lin Chen replied.

Yao Tian Jian Zu was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, his face turned liver-colored, and he shouted coldly: "Shut up! Do you really think I can't kill you?"

He quickly retracted the sword of will and the sword of spirit, then held the sword with both hands, placed it straight in front of him, and shouted arrogantly: "Today I will show you what the real sword is."

Yin!

The sound of the sword humming sounded, and immediately exuded an extremely primitive sword power, giving people a sense of nothingness, as if returning to nature.

Lin Chen blurted out: "Original Sword Dao?"

"Haha."

Yaotian Sword Ancestor laughed loudly and said: "You still have some vision. You know that this is the power that sword cultivators of my generation dream of. Today I will use it to kill you, just like cutting grass."

The two geniuses who retreated to the back shouted excitedly: "Brother Yaotian has used this Origin Sword Dao to kill multiple sword cultivators of the same level. This kid is dead."

"Hiss!"

The Huntian Sword Demon hiding in the dangerous peak took a breath of cold air and was shocked: "The Origin Sword Dao of this Yaotian Sword Ancestor is stronger than me, no, it is also stronger than the Heavenly Sword Ancestor."

He personally competed with Lin Chen in the Origin Sword Dao and felt that Lin Chen was not as good as Yaotian Sword Ancestor, so he sent a message to Lin Chen: "Heavenly Sword Ancestor, this person is not easy to deal with, it is better to leave quickly."

He believes that Lin Chen has great potential. Although he is not as good as Yaotian Sword Ancestor at the moment, he may not be able to become the Nine Dao God Ancestor, so he decided to sell one.

"Huntian Sword Demon?"

Lin Chen recognized his voice and replied: "You go first. There are many demons nearby ready to make a move. If you are discovered, it will be difficult to escape."

Huntian Sword Demon was speechless for a moment, and he complained in his heart: "I advised you with good intentions, but you came to persuade me. You are too bold. Do you have anything else to rely on?"

Thinking that Lin Chen was the first genius of the Eight Dao Divine Ancestor that he could not see through, he decided to wait and see.

At this time, Lin Chen's face became more serious. He saw that Yaotian Sword Ancestor's Origin Sword Dao was stronger than Huntian Sword Demon's, so he also displayed the Origin Sword Dao.

"You are not the only one in this world who has mastered the Origin Sword Dao."

As Lin Chen spoke, the Youlong Sword exuded the most primitive sword power, and the aura was the same as Yaotian Sword Ancestor's Origin Sword Dao.

"Impossible! You are only at the Eight Dao Divine Ancestor level, how could you comprehend the Origin Sword Dao to the second stage?"

Yaotian Sword Ancestor was shocked and lost his composure, his face instantly turned a little livid, as if he was slapped hard by Lin Chen, so aggrieved.

Lin Chen said calmly: "You are too ignorant."

"You are looking for death!"

Yaotian Sword Ancestor could not bear it any longer. He attacked angrily, and his tone became fierce: "Even if you master the origin of swordsmanship, I, Yaotian, can kill you."

Boom!

The sword energy streaked across the sky, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, rushing straight into the sky.

A magnificent sword power burst out from Yaotian Sword Ancestor's body, and his spirit, blood, and power of the God Ancestor all reached their peak.

Huantian Sword Demon and others who saw this scene were all shocked. This Yaotian Sword Ancestor was simply an invincible existence who could kill gods and Buddhas.

Even many demons changed their faces, and their hearts were beating. This feast was not delicious.

"It's good to come."

Lin Chen shouted loudly, and the sharpness in his eyes turned into fighting spirit. He followed the sword and the sword light flashed, the sword chanting sounded incessantly, and the sword power rumbled.

From a close distance, the sea of ​​clouds collapsed, the peaks broke, the grass and trees were destroyed, and the ground was covered with sword marks, which was shocking.

From a distance, the sky and the earth changed color, the sun was dim, and only two shocking sword rainbows kept colliding with each other, and the raging sword waves came one after another.

Boom!

After a few breaths, there was another shocking sound.

Lin Chen and Yaotian Sword Ancestor separated. Both of them looked bad, their hair was messy, and their clothes were torn.

Their faces were pale, and there were sword marks all over their bodies, some of which were deep enough to see the bones, and blood was flowing. Although they healed quickly, they were still shocking.

The only difference was that Yaotian Sword Ancestor's eyes were more gloomy than Lin Chen's, and his heart was even more angry, and a drop of spark could ignite.

He boasted of his extraordinary original sword art, but he was not able to gain any advantage over Lin Chen, and was even suppressed at times.

Shocked!

Angry!

Frustrated!

…

Various emotions surged into his heart, and the gloomy eyes of Yaotian Sword Ancestor began to turn red, and he roared hoarsely and decisively from his throat:

“If I don’t kill you today, I will never practice sword again in this life.”

At this moment, Lin Chen had become a demon in his heart, because he had never been so angry and aggrieved since he practiced sword art.

Lin Chen said calmly: “Then I’m afraid you won’t be able to practice in the future.”

“Die!”

Yaotian Sword Ancestor soared into the sky, his black hair dancing angrily, his robes fluttered with sword light, and thousands of sword shadows were emitted, attracting the sea of ​​stars in the sky.