Peerless Sword God

"It's too scary. That guy is too scary. No wonder Wuma Qitian didn't attack him just now. It turns out that he is really not his opponent. Senior Yanlongpan took action himself, but he couldn't do anything to him."

Lei Huangyu, Qing Fengzheng and Fu Yingchan were shocked, and they became more and more eager for the Tianhe inheritance. After all, as famous geniuses, they all hoped to have more powerful power.

Lin Chen calmly looked at the rock dragon and said: "Since senior knows their names, why do you dare to stop me? Aren't you afraid of ending up like Wumayu?"

So brave! So brave!

Yanlong Pan was furious. Although he was not the elder of the three major clans, as the elder of the Yanlong clan, his status was extremely high. He had never been so threatened by a junior.

But Wu Mayu's death made him have to be afraid of Lin Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Master Tianjian, as the saying goes, it is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies, so why do you need to kill again? If you don't stop and make peace, otherwise the Wuma clan will be furious. Even if the young master is able to act rampant for a while, he will eventually die."

"I accept the kindness of my senior, but I don't have the habit of leaving hidden dangers for myself. If my senior continues to obstruct me, I will no longer be merciful," Lin Chen said.

Faced with such disrespectful words, Yanlong Pan's face froze, anger flashed in his eyes, and he waved his sleeves and shouted: "Elders, please form a formation with me to trap this boy."

"yes."

A dozen elders of the Rock Dragon clan heard the sound and came up, gathered around the Rock Dragon Disk, then threw the formation disk, made a seal with their hands, and arranged a large divine formation.

Ang Ang Ang…

As the roars of dragons resounded in all directions, one after another with five claws could be seen

The giant dragon swam out, setting off a terrifying dragon power and destroying the void in all directions.

"The Nine-Nine Guiyi Divine Dragon Formation is one of the great formations of the Yanlong Clan. It is a mid-level Zuntian Divine Formation. The dragon's power is monstrous and its power is endless. This boy is in trouble."

Qing Fengsang, Fu Yingyi and others recognized this formation and knew its power. They couldn't help but shake their heads, feeling that even if Lin Chen had extraordinary swordsmanship, it would be a disaster.

Seeing this, Leihuang Fengdao hurriedly sent a message to his grandfather: "Grandpa, Rock Dragon Pan does not distinguish between good and evil, and has arranged a dragon formation to deal with Dao Brother Tianjian. Why don't you help Dao Brother Tianjian?"

"Don't worry, with the ability of the Rock Dragon Pan, the true power of this formation cannot be exerted, and it cannot hurt Mr. Tianjian." Lei Huangkong replied with a smile.

Leihuang Fengdao was stunned when he heard this, and muttered: "Is Dao Brother Tianjian's strength even more powerful than what I have seen?"

On the other side, Qing Fengling's eyes showed admiration and said: "Master Tianjian is really powerful."

Li Fengzi nodded slightly and said: "Master Tianjian's strength is unimaginable. If Yanlongpan helps Wuma Qitian, he will only ask for trouble."

At this time, Wuma Qitian looked excited and thought: "Great, that damn guy is trapped, who can compete with me for the Tianhe inheritance?"

Although Lei Huangyu, Qing Fengzheng and Fu Yingchan also wanted to obtain the inheritance, Wuma Qitian defeated them before, so they were not regarded as threats at all.

In the blink of an eye, he approached the sword monument and felt the infinite aura of swordsmanship, which was as profound as the abyss and the sea. It was so profound and profound that it was mind-blowing.

"Good inheritance, good inheritance, I'm determined."

Wuma Qitian was in high spirits, with ambition in his eyes, and immediately raised his head

As he flew away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black figure in the sky, as powerful as a rainbow.

Who is this person that can actually get ahead of him?

Wuma Qitian's eyes were gloomy. He concentrated his energy and looked around. He saw that it was a young man in black robes. He said with an unexpected expression: "It seems to be a member of the Fuying clan? What is it called Fuying Ji?"

After glancing at it, Wuma Qitian showed disdain and said: "A mere Holy God of Three Tribulations dares to compete with me. He is overestimating his own abilities."

He didn't take this Fu Yingji seriously, activated his original swordsmanship, held the flame sword, and stepped up into the air. He suddenly felt strong pressure, his body shook, and he staggered back.

"Hahaha, Wu Ma Qitian, although you have understood the way of swordsmanship, you may not be able to obtain the Tianhe inheritance." Lei Huangyu chased after him and laughed.

"Brother Yu is right. You were defeated by the Heavenly Sword Holy God. Now you have lost the courage to fight with him. You have no confidence or belief. You still want to get the inheritance and reverse the situation. Isn't it ridiculous?" Qing Fengzheng Said sarcastically.

"Brother Yu, Brother Zheng, when you talk about Brother Qitian like that, you are looking down on me. However, Brother Qitian can't even compare to Xiao Ji now. It's really surprising. It seems that the Heavenly Sword Saint has no regard for you. The blow is really big." Fu Yingchan said with a smile, seemingly trying to help Wuma Qi, but in fact he was adding insult to injury.

Wuma Qitian was afraid of Lin Chen, but not afraid of the three of them. He scolded coldly: "A group of defeated generals dare to talk nonsense? Get lost! The Tianhe inheritance only belongs to me. You can't get involved."

When Lei Huangyu and the others heard this, their faces turned ugly, and they all said: "Wuma Qitian, why are you so arrogant? Even if we can't inherit it,

Inheritance, don’t even think about succeeding. "

They are also geniuses, and the three of them don't want to be stepped on by Wuma Qitian all the time. They immediately use all their strength to swoop up and set off majestic thunder, cyan phoenix fire, and pitch-black power of darkness.

Around them, there are also a group of ancient elders and geniuses who have understood the way of swordsmanship, rushing towards the sword monument that reaches into the sky.

The sword stele is like a ten-thousand-foot-long divine sword hanging in the air. The sword light emitted interweaves into the sea, and the sword waves boil like tidal waves, forming a sword power as deep as the ocean.

With the strength of Wuma Qitian and others, even if they were staggered back by the power of the sword, they were even more unbearable. Some of them spit out blood, some of their divine bodies cracked, and some of them fell to the ground like kites with broken strings.

Obviously, there is not enough strength to get close to the sword monument, let alone obtain the inheritance.

In just a few seconds, among the dozens of holy gods who rushed towards the sword monument, only the four Wuma Qitian and the young man in black robe who were closest to the top of the sword monument were left.

Qing Fengzheng was surprised and looked at Fu Ying Chan in confusion: "Brother Chan, this Fu Ying Ji is not a sword cultivator, why is he safe and sound?"

"Yes, none of the elders can withstand the power of this sword tablet. He is still one level below us, but he can actually walk in front of us. This is unreasonable." Lei Huangyu also said suspiciously.

"Two Taoist brothers asked me? I still want to know why? I guess he got some opportunity and his strength has improved." Fu Yingchan shrugged.

Lei Huangyu and Qing Fengzheng looked at each other and shook their heads secretly, feeling that it was impossible. What kind of opportunity could make this Fu Yingji progress so much?

At this moment, they suddenly heard the angry shouts of Wuma Qitian coming from above: "

Fu Ying Ji, you are so bold, you actually attacked me. Do you want to cause trouble for your Fu Ying clan? "