Peerless Sword God

"you dare……"

Yanlong's delicate beauty turned pale, but her true nature remained unchanged. She wanted to threaten Lin Chen unruly, but she couldn't control the trembling of her hot and delicate body. She clenched her snow-white jade teeth and danced her white and glowing lotus arms desperately, condensing a series of waves. The defensive god Gang resisted, but it only weakened the power of "Asking Sword" and did not resist it.

"Pfft." Yan Longjiao spat out a blood arrow, her pretty face instantly turned pale, and the savagery in her eyes turned into fear, like a withered rose that fell away in the wind.

"Jiaojiao?" Yanlongpan, who fell into the pit, roared when he saw this. He stood up with all his strength, staggered into the air, flew over, and helped Yanlongjiao up.

"Elder, Miss, are you okay?"

The injured elders were horrified and hurriedly gathered over to protect the two of them, looking at Lin Chen with vigilance.

Lin Chen stood in the sky, the Buddha's light dissipated all over his body, revealing a somewhat pale face, but his eyes were sharp, and the dragon sword in his hand kept roaring.

Daorong Chanzhu and Foluo Yunshuo flew back and hovered around him, forming a powerful force that made Qingfeng Sang and others change their expressions.

How could there be such monsters in the world!

Li Fengzi and Qing Fengling both showed flower-like smiles, and Lei Huangfengdao clapped his hands with admiration on their faces, yearning for Lin Chen's strength.

Seeing this, Lei Huangkong sighed with emotion: "Master Tianjian's strength is simply invincible. Brother Yanlongpan is asking for trouble."

He glanced at the Rock Dragon Pan, and then politely said to Lin Chen: "Master Tianjian, please look at my face and forgive them this time."

After hearing this, Lin Chen called Daorong Zen Pearl and Foluo Yunshuo back to Dantian, and then said: "Junior and Yanlong

The whole family has no grievances. If they had not blocked it, the juniors would not have taken action. Anyway, since the seniors interceded for them, the juniors would forgive them this time, but there will be no next time. "

"Thank you, sir."

Lei Huangkong nodded with a smile, then looked at the rock dragon plate and said, "Brother Taoist, this is the grudge between Master Tianjian and Wuma Qitian. Please stop interfering."

Yan Longpan's face was pale, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He raised his hands with difficulty and cupped his hands towards Lei Huangkong without saying a word.

"Great Elder..." Yan Longjiao's eyes were filled with unwillingness. She wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yan Longpan: "Jiaojiao, let's heal the wounds first."

Yan Longjiao pursed her bright red lips and nodded, but stubbornly raised her pale face and glanced at Lin Chen with hatred before taking out the magic pill and taking it.

Lin Chen ignored Yan Longjiao's resentment. He opened the storage ring, took out three silver-white magic pills and drank them.

This is the Qingyuan elixir of the Wuma clan, which is respected in the world and has the miraculous effect of refining and enhancing the holy power. It came from Wuma Yu and others who died under his sword.

In the battle just now, he had consumed several percent of his holy power, mainly because using Daorong Zen Beads and Foluo Yunshuo at the same time consumed too much of his holy power.

After taking three Qingyuan Spirit Pills, Lin Chen refined them while looking at the young men in black robes, Wu Ma Qitian, and Fu Yingyi who were fighting fiercely.

This young man in black robes has vast magical powers. He has mastered two kinds of intermediate-level magical powers such as swordsmanship and is very powerful.

In addition, he also understood the sword body of the killing class, with amazing attack and defense, better than the five Wuma Qi Tian, ​​and mastered the origin of the Holy Path of the Netherworld. He was as fast as a ghost, appeared and disappeared, and his movements were unpredictable.

, it is difficult to understand.

Originally, with Fu Yingyi's help, the four of them, Wuma Qitian, began to gain the upper hand, but as the young men in black robes began to attack with all their strength, the situation turned bad.

Fu Yingchan, who was the weakest, could not hold on at first and was sent flying by his sword. He spurted out blood and did not dare to face him again.

Then, Lei Huangyu and Qing Fengzheng also lost their ability to fight back and could only parry.

Seeing this, Qingfeng Sang frowned and thought in her heart: "The young patriarch is not a sword cultivator, and the chance of obtaining the Tianhe inheritance is very slim. There is no benefit in fighting this person of unknown origin."

Thinking of this, she sent a mental message to ask Qing Fengzheng to come back.

"Great Elder, I understand."

Qingfengzheng was riding a tiger and was unable to get off. After receiving Qingfengsang's persuasion, he felt that it made sense, so he withdrew with a volume of his divine weapons.

Seeing this situation, Lei Huangkong immediately sent a message to Lei Huangyu: "Young patriarch, old lady Sang is trying to make a profit by competing with the snipe and the clam. Come back quickly, don't go out and work hard, and end up taking advantage of others."

Although he didn't like Lei Huangyu, the latter was the young patriarch after all. He promised his ancestor Lei Huangmeng to take good care of him so that no accident would happen to him.

"Okay, Supreme Elder."

Lei Huangyu did not hold on and pulled away. Seeing that even the five people on his side could not defeat the young man in black robes, he had long wanted to retreat. Now that Lei Huangkong persuaded him, he had an excuse to retreat.

Fu Yingyi's face sank when he saw this old man. He waved his treasure to block the black-robed young man's attack, then ran towards Fu Yingchan and grabbed his shoulder: "Young Patriarch, this man is invincible. Let's retreat for the time being."

As soon as the two left, only Wuma Qitian was left, and he was no match for the black-robed Qing

In the year, he retreated in panic, and Fu Yingyi and the four of them evacuated angrily: "Lei Huangyu, Qingfengzheng, you still want to get the inheritance, but you don't even have the courage to fight. You are simply unable to hold up the wall with mud."

"Wuma Qitian, you are powerful, you are great, then kill him quickly, and we will not fight with you."

Lei Huangyu and Qing Fengzheng's faces turned the color of pig liver after being scolded, and they retorted angrily and retreated to Lei Huangkong and Qing Fengsang respectively.

"Damn it." Wu Ma Qitian was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. If he could beat the black-robed youth, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

The black-robed youth held up a strange divine sword and slashed at Wu Ma Qitian one after another, teasing: "They are all mud, and you, Wu Ma Qitian, are not much better, and you don't deserve the reputation of the first genius of Guhua Tianzhou."

Wu Ma Qitian said angrily: "You use your strength to bully the weak, how can you be so arrogant? If I also survived the fifth holy tribulation, what can you do to me?"

The black-robed youth's eyes turned cold, and said: "A true genius can ignore the gap in realm and defeat a strong enemy. You, Wu Ma Qitian, can't do it, so why bother to make excuses for yourself?"

"You are shameless." When Wu Ma Qitian heard this, his handsome face showed a bit of ferocious anger, but he didn't dare to fight for a long time, resisting and retreating.

"You clown who deceives yourself, can you retreat?"

The black-robed young man looked at him with a joking face, and suddenly he merged with the sword, evolving the netherworld, and the void in all directions fell into darkness, covering Wu Ma Qi Tian.

Kill, kill, kill...

Endless killing sounds rang out, and the dark netherworld turned blood red, surging with countless killing auras, which combined with the sword, and slashed towards Wu Ma Qi Tian overwhelmingly.

The golden knife and flaming sword in Wu Ma Qi Tian's hand could not resist, and flew out of his hand, his tiger's mouth exploded, and divine blood flowed out. The Pure Yang Sky Mirror suspended above his head was also hit and flew backwards with a clang.