Peerless Sword God

In addition, Angry Eyes Wufo has an amazing talent in eye skills. Among contemporary geniuses, he is known as the first person in eye skills, so he won the title of Angry Eyes Wufo.

Lin Chen felt the movement and stillness from him and Lingxin Buddha. They were as moving as mountains and seas, and as quiet as ancient wells without waves. They were both geniuses with a will as strong as rock and should not be underestimated.

After retracting his gaze, Lin Chen thought to himself: "The seven major sects have reached the sixth sect, and now only the Yuantian Sword Sect, the leader of the seven major sects, is left. I wonder what kind of demeanor the Sword Martial Saint is like?"

When the time came to evening, the disciples of the Yuan Tian Sword Sect finally arrived belatedly. Eight young men and women walked in surrounded by a man and woman who looked like a couple of gods.

The man on the left is clearly the elder brother of the Yuan Tian Sword Sect and the Sword Martial Saint.

He is over nine feet tall, has a very handsome appearance, skin as white as jade, and piercing eyes. He wears a gilt jade crown with a sword pattern on his head, a brocade suit with a moire pattern, and a jade pendant with dragon and phoenix hollows. When he sees him, he can't help but applaud.

"What a handsome young man."

And the woman walking side by side with him was also eye-catching.

I can see that her beauty is completely different from Wen Yushu and Yu Luanke. It is a kind of pure beauty. Like a white lotus, it emerges from the mud but is not stained. .

She was wearing a pure white dress embroidered with a white lotus pattern. Her legs were slender and graceful. Her beautiful black hair hung down to her slender waist, fluttering gently, like a fairy from Lingbo. She was so beautiful that it made you subconscious. He held his breath, as if he was afraid of disturbing this touching beauty.

As she entered with the six disciples including Jianwu Saint Son, Lingxin Buddha Son, Tiansha Son and Demonic Heart Saint Son,

Sons, all raised their hands to say hello.

"Hahaha, brother swordsmanship, long time no see. I heard that you came back from training and achieved great results. It really makes me excited. This time we have to have a good competition." Tianshazi laughed heartily.

"That's right, I can only participate in the Lingwu Taoist Association once in my life. I couldn't do it in the past, but this time I just want to compete and decide who wins or loses."

The Devil's Heart Holy Son sitting with the golden sword on the horse is not to be outdone. His slightly thick lips are smiling, the devil's robe draped on his body is billowing, his eyes are full of devilish intent and his momentum is strong.

After he finished speaking to Saint Jianwu, he looked at Saint Tianlian, looking greedily at that pure and beautiful face, and said: "Miss Tianlian, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are becoming more and more beautiful."

Saint Tianlian's cheeks were slightly stiff, but she returned to normal in the blink of an eye. She was obviously used to the eyes and words of Saint Son of Demon Heart. She was speechless, her mouth was slightly closed, and she was as quiet as a lotus flower after the rain, quiet and beautiful.

The Holy Son of Jianwu who was sitting with her seemed to have seen this. He looked at the Holy Son of Demon Heart and said in a stern tone: "The Lingwu Taoist Conference is held, everyone is vying for the first place, and I, Jianwu, are no exception. If you dare to fight, what can I do with Jianwu?" Scary?"

"Very good, very good, hahaha..."

The Holy Son of Demon Heart laughed when he heard the words, and the Son of Heaven also laughed. The Son of Lingxin chanted "Amitabha", and the angry Martial Buddha grinned and showed his white front teeth. The Son of Heavenly Star and the Goddess of Moon Spirit were talking and laughing. , didn't seem to pay attention to this, the Five Elements Holy Son and the Wanchu Holy Son smiled and said nothing, watching from the sidelines.

The other disciples from the Seven Great Schools were also fighting openly and secretly, arguing with each other, and it was very lively, but all this seemed to have nothing to do with the geniuses of the Twelve Small States, and no one cared about it.

And the geniuses of the twelve small states, although

There was no disagreement, but they all remained silent, as if they had long understood that the protagonist of the Lingwu Taoist Association was the seven geniuses who came to visit.

Lin Chen took all this in his eyes and looked calm. However, Xiao Huo was a little angry and muttered: "Dad, these guys are so arrogant."

The Tree of Light next to them, as well as Wen Yushu and Yu Luanke all nodded in agreement, while the Origin Devouring Blood Saint father and son and Gu Lan Demon Saint both looked bitter.

"Let them be." Lin Chen said calmly.

Xiaohuo reluctantly said "Oh". If the cheap daddy hadn't reminded her before, she would have had a falling out and reviled Jianwu Shengzi and others.

The little girl clenched her fists angrily and said with malice in her heart: "Auntie, I'll just endure it for this day. After tomorrow, I won't beat these bastards to pieces."

As the sun sets, the sky to the west of Lingwu City is as red as blood, as if indicating that there will be an earth-shattering battle tomorrow.

As it gets dark, a bright moon shines like a jade plate in the sky, and the bustling Lingwu Dojo becomes quiet.

I saw the seven visiting geniuses who were quarreling with each other, all sitting cross-legged, meditating and regulating their breaths, replenishing their energy and spirit to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

The geniuses from the twelve small states, including Shanhai and Tianhan, are busier than the seven major ones. Some have swallowed magical pills, some have learned magical powers, and some have sacrificed to refine magical weapons.

A night of silence.

The next day, before the bright moon in the sky had completely receded, a white fish belly appeared in the east, and soon the bright and warm morning light shone.

The morning sun was rising and the bright moon was receding. The Lingwu Dojo, which had been silent all night, was like a cauldron exploding with people and endless conversations.

It wasn't until the end of the day that the entire dojo

He returned to peace, because majestic voices came from outside the dojo:

"Quiet! The seven visiting masters have arrived. All juniors welcome you."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the seven major disciples who were speaking, all tidying up their clothes and standing up to greet him. They bowed along with Saint Son of Jianwu, Son of Lingxin Buddha, and Son of Heavenly Killer, and said in unison: "Welcome to you, Master, seniors." ”

Seeing this, the leaders of the twelve small states sighed in their hearts, and then stood up with a group of juniors to greet them. Shang Yang Wind Saint, Yuan Devouring Blood Saint and Tianhan Three Saints all stood up.

Xiaohuo snorted and seemed to have a problem with this, but when she saw that the cheap daddy stood up, she also stood up reluctantly.

At this moment, all the practitioners in the Lingwu Dojo stood up, showing great momentum.

Then, I heard slight but powerful footsteps coming from outside the dojo, and then I saw seven middle-aged men and one woman walking in, followed closely by a group of white-headed old men.

These eight people are Yuantian Sword Master, Vajra Immovable Saint Buddha, Heavenly Killing Cult Master, Five Elements Holy Master, Wanchu Divine Master, Devil Heart Palace Master, Xinghai Cult Leader and Xingyue Godmother.

They are the eight most powerful people in Lingwu Prefecture today. They represent the seven major sects, each occupying one side, and they have stood firm for hundreds of millions of years.

The leaders of the twelve small states, such as Shang Yangfeng Sheng and Tianhan Sansheng, had no choice but to bow to them and be honest.

Under the gaze of everyone present, the eight sword masters from Yuan Tian walked to the east of the dojo.

The next moment, a pavilion appeared out of thin air in the eastern area, as if it were above the clouds. It felt unattainable and could only be looked up at.

On the pavilion, eight jade thrones were placed.

The eight Sword Saints sat down one after another, keeping a certain distance from each other. Only the leader of Xinghai and the mother of Xingyue sat close together.

Lin Chen watched with great interest, and after learning about it from Shi Yuanxue and others, he realized that this was the most different place between Xingyue Cave and the other six major caves.