Peerless Sword God

"How to bet?" Wanfu Dianzu asked.

"The last time the Heavenly Sword Donor competed with the Black Prison Sword Ancestor, you made a wrong bet and lost five billion mid-grade divine stones. This time we will bet on this amount. If you win, it will be regarded as your capital back." Hong Patriarch Guangchan smiled.

"It's a deal." Wanfu Electric Ancestor agreed and said with a smile: "Master Hongguang, I will definitely win this time."

"Maybe." Hongguang Zen Patriarch put down his hands and said, "Come, you and I will continue to talk about the way of cultivation, hoping to step into the realm of half-step Holy God soon."

"good."

Wanfu Dianzu believed that he would win without a doubt and was in a good mood. He immediately expressed his understanding of the Half-Step Holy Spirit Realm and exchanged experiences with the Hongguang Zen Group.

Bang!

In a solemn demon palace, a figure flew out and fell to the ground hard. His hair was scattered and he was as messy as a dog. It was the Demon Soul Spear Ancestor who went to inform Lord Chiyuan Ming.

And above the main hall, there was a person standing. Turning around, it was Lord Chiyuan Ming.

His handsome face was livid, he grabbed the Demon Soul Spear Ancestor with his palm, held it in front of his eyes, and said in a serious tone: "Is he really still alive?"

The Demonic Soul Spear Ancestor did not dare to resist, and could not resist. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said: "Mingjun, if this subordinate makes even a few lies, I will be struck by thunder from the sky, and I will not die a good death."

Chiyuan Mingjun continued: "You just said there are three people. Apart from him, who are the other two?"

"One is the exquisite goddess. As for the last one, my subordinates don't know him. They only know that he is an old man from the human race. I have never seen him before." Demon Soul Spear Ancestor quickly replied.

"Linglong Tiannu?"

Chiyuan Mingjun automatically ignored the last person, but instead talked about Linglong Tiannu, and said doubtfully

: "Why is she with that kid?"

"I don't know, I don't know."

Facing the cold eyes of Chiyuan Mingjun, Demon Soul Spear Ancestor trembled even as he spoke, feeling extremely regretful in his heart. He thought that he would be rewarded if he reported it in person, but he did not expect to receive such treatment.

"waste."

Lord Chiyuan Ming released him and let him fall to his feet. He sneered, "You said he wants to challenge me?"

"Yes, a life and death battle."

The Demonic Soul Spear Ancestor quickly knelt down in front of his eyes, with his butt raised as high as an ostrich.

"A battle of life and death? Hahaha..." Chiyuan Mingjun seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed wildly with his hands behind his back.

After a while, he stopped laughing and said coldly: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword, you are too self-righteous. No Nine-Path Divine Ancestor can kill me, and neither can you."

At this moment, a respectful voice suddenly came from outside the palace: "Master Ming, I have something important to report to you."

"Come in."

Lord Chiyuan Ming flicked his sleeves, walked to the throne above the main hall and sat down, his eyes piercing and majestic.

Before he finished speaking, three old men with green beard, red hair and crane eyes were seen with their heads slightly lowered. The former walked in holding a letter of challenge in his hand.

The green-bearded old man raised his head slightly and said with an uneasy expression: "Mingjun, the Sword God Ancestor came out of the Saint's Road that day. This is a letter of challenge sent by the shopkeeper of Manshi Palace on his behalf. He promised Mingjun to have a showdown on the killing battlefield in three days." life and death."

"I already know."

Demonic light emerged from Chiyuan Mingjun's eyes and fell on the war post. The war post spontaneously ignited instantly and burned to flying embers. He said, "Go down. In three days, I will go and take the head from his neck."

"yes."

The three old men with green beards bowed and retreated, kneeling on the ground.

The Demonic Soul Spear Ancestor stood up quickly as if he had been pardoned, hunched his body and exited the hall, and carefully closed the door.

In the main hall, there was a strong demonic aura. Chiyuan Mingjun suddenly stood up and let out a breathtaking laughter: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, I swear that I will not be a human being until I kill you."

On the other side, Lin Chen and others had already returned to Manshi Palace. Mr. Lei quickly came out to greet them, looking at Lin Chen in shock.

This Master of Heavenly Sword is indeed a monster, and he actually came back from the dead.

But he finally came out alive, so why did he have to fight to the death with Chiyuan Mingjun? Wasn't he going to die?

"Mr. Lei, go and do your business."

Ancestor Manshi waved him away, and then said to Lin Chen: "Master Tianjian, I'm afraid you will face a lot of trouble in the next three days, and even the Lord of the Weilun Realm and the Lord of the Wuxie Realm will send people here."

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Chen looked indifferent and turned to Elder Mo and said, "They will definitely send people to find you, Elder Mo. If you find it troublesome, you can find Senior Manshi to change your residence."

"No need, I will go into seclusion when I get back." Old Mo said.

"That's fine."

Lin Chen nodded, and then said to Ancient Demon Qi Feng and the others: "This time, Mr. Mo and I found some clues. We went back to the room to talk."

Upon hearing this, Ancient Demon Qi Feng and the others knew that Lin Chen and the others must have discovered a major clue, otherwise they would not be so cautious about what they said now.

Ancestor Manshi was the most surprised and excited. He didn't expect Lin Chen to find the clue so quickly, and couldn't help but feel that it was right to cooperate with him.

Lin Chen and the other two walked directly towards the third floor. When passing by Xiao Huo's room, Lin Chen stopped and knocked on the door, and there were several bangs.

"Who is it? Are you afraid of a leopard? Dare you disturb my aunt?

Help me practice. "

Xiaohuo was practicing hard when she was affected by the knocking on the door and opened the door angrily. When she saw it was Lin Chen, her big eyes immediately widened. She wiped her eyes in disbelief, then with a "wow" sound, she threw herself down. Lin Chen's arms.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Daddy, it's really you. You miss me so much, my daughter."

The little girl cried so sadly, like an unwanted child who suddenly found support.

Lin Chen smiled, touched her little head and said, "Okay, stop crying, it's almost soiling my clothes."

"Dad, you hate it. My daughter is so worried about you, but you act like a normal person."

Xiaohuo raised his head and snorted at Lin Chen. His big eyes were red, but his tear-stained face was filled with a smile.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, okay?"

Lin Chen was so amused by her appearance that he couldn't laugh or cry. He looked her up and down and said with satisfaction: "Well, my background is better than before. It seems that you haven't played in the past six months."

"Of course, my daughter has worked hard." Xiao Huo said with a proud face.

"Well, you are the best."

Lin Chen gave her a rare compliment, then took out the token, opened the residence No. 301 next door, and walked in.

Xiaohuo grabbed Lin Chen's sleeves and jumped behind him, with two braids flying behind his head, which made Ancient Demon Qifeng and others laugh.

Although this girl is greedy, she is really a pistachio.

After closing the door, Lin Chen and others came to the living room and sat together.

The little girl was really more sensible than before. She took the initiative to boil a pot of spiritual tea and poured a cup for Lin Chen and others.

"Hey, the sun is rising in the west today, so I'm not welcome.

"The ancient demon Qifeng teased her, then picked up the spirit tea and started drinking it.

Lin Chen looked at the hot spiritual tea in front of him and said with emotion: "Qi Feng, you are right. This is the first time she has made tea for us. It is very rare."

"Humph, dad, what you said is as if your daughter has wronged you. Don't worry. From now on, when your daughter has time, she will make tea for you, dad."

Xiaohuo hummed softly, then took out a spiritual fruit and ate it happily. Hey, this greedy temper can't be changed.