Peerless Sword God

"Yeah?"

Lin Chen smiled faintly and continued flying forward. He suddenly stopped a hundred feet away from the sword monument, then took out two Qingyuan Spiritual Pills and drank them.

Imprisoning Wuma Qitian and killing Rock Dragon Pan just now consumed another 30% of the holy power, so I need to replenish it.

"Hahaha, you have lost a lot of your holy power and your strength has declined. You don't dare to fight me, so taking the magic pill is considered smart." The young man in black robe laughed.

"No, I am giving you a chance. After you fail to obtain the inheritance, I will take action again."

Lin Chen smiled softly and concentrated on refining the Qingyuan Spirit Pill.

"It seems that Lao Shen's plan has been successful. This kid will not give up the Tianhe inheritance, but he actually stopped to restore the holy power. Is he really afraid of that person? Or is he sure that that person will not be able to obtain the inheritance?"

Qingfeng Sang narrowed her eyes slightly and thought in her mind.

"What big talk? You are obviously afraid of the other party."

Seeing this, Lei Huangyu, Qing Fengzheng and Fu Yingchan looked at Lin Chen with disdain, feeling that he was just trying to make excuses for themselves by giving the black-robed young man a chance.

Lei Huangkong, Lei Huangfengdao, Li Fengzi and Qingfeng Ling felt that Lin Chen's move was alarming. After all, the black-robed young man was terrifyingly powerful. With his holy power depleted, the outcome of a fight with him would be unpredictable.

The young man in black robe smiled coldly and said: "Okay, okay, since you gave me a chance, I really can't let you down. I will let you watch me acquire this Tianhe inheritance with your own eyes and regret it for the rest of your life."

After saying that, he launched the weird divine sword, suspended it in front of him, and then activated the second stage of the original swordsmanship, setting off thousands of sword lights, hanging down like a waterfall, and covering the sword monument.

The next moment, he closed his eyes, and his whole body radiated sword light, like a magic sword, becoming imaginary.

Reality and emptiness, uncertainty of light and death, seem to be integrated with the sword monument.

"This person is also a genius in swordsmanship. I wonder if he can succeed?"

Qing Feng Sang and the others stood on the wall and watched with twinkling eyes. They then secretly ordered Qing Feng Zheng and the others to interrupt the young man in black robes once he showed signs of inheriting the inheritance.

Qing Fengzheng, Lei Huangyu and Fu Yingchan naturally agreed happily. They felt that Wuma Qitian was captured by Lin Chen, and they lost a competitor. If they deal with this young man in black robe, they will have the hope of gaining Tianhe inheritance. That's big.

As for Lin Chen, as long as the seniors from Qingfeng Sang intervene to stop him, what can he do?

Therefore, Qing Fengzheng and others prepared ambitiously.

Uh-huh!

At this moment, a dazzling figure came out from the mountains in the distance, with snow-white skin and vermilion palace clothes floating around, setting off a perfect figure.

Her eyes are sparkling, her cheeks are smooth, and her pretty face carries a heroic spirit, giving people a sense of sassiness, just like the bright spring plums, which instantly attracts the attention of many people.

Lei Huangyu and others saw her and whispered, "It's the Mingxi Saint from Fengrao Tianzhou. She actually appeared just now. It's unreasonable and weird."

After all, this woman is also a genius who has survived the fourth holy tribulation, and her strength is not weaker than Li Fengzi. Logically speaking, she should have arrived long ago, but she only appeared now, which makes people doubtful.

Saint Mingxi's figure is graceful and graceful, with long jade legs stepping on lotus steps, like the fairy Lingbo coming slowly. She raised her head, looked at the sword stele with her eyes, and then looked at the young man in black robe.

"It's indeed him."

Saint Mingxi whispered softly with her rosy lips, her eyebrows as dark as daisy furrowed, and immediately turned her eyes towards Lin Chen, just in time to see Lin Chen open his eyes.

, looking at each other.

Saint Mingxi's heart trembled, and she felt as if Lin Chen had seen through the absurdity. She smiled slightly and said in an ethereal voice: "Master Tianjian, we meet again."

Lin Chen nodded without any trace and said casually: "I originally thought that Miss Mingxi would hide for a while, but I didn't expect you to show up so soon. Could it be that you are also interested in this inheritance?"

Saintess Mingxi's face changed slightly, and her smile returned instantly, and she said, "Young master, you already knew that Mingxi was coming?"

Lin Chen smiled and said nothing. He sensed this woman the first time he fought against Yanlongpan.

It is estimated that this woman hid in the mountains to avoid Wuma Qitian, observing everything secretly, and hiding it from Lei Huangkong and others. She must be very scheming.

It's a pity that Lin Chen's mental power is much stronger than that of Lei Huangkong and others. No matter how hard this woman hides, she can't hide it from his eyes and ears.

"His mental power is more terrifying than I imagined."

A trace of fear flashed through the depths of Saintess Mingxi's eyes, but there was nothing strange about her face. She smiled and said: "Master Tianjian is so sure, is he unable to obtain this inheritance?"

Lin Chen glanced at the young man in black robes and said calmly: "Although opportunities in the world are for those who are able, since it is an opportunity, it is just fate. If there is no fate, no matter who you are, you can't force it."

Through the previous words of Lei Huangkong and others, Lin Chen was completely sure that this inheritance was caused by his own understanding of the original swordsmanship, so he was not worried at all that the young man in black robe could obtain it.

"Master Tianjian is very confident in himself, but he is not an ordinary genius. He has a great reputation even in the Tianhuang Holy State." Mingxi

The saint said in a subtle way.

"Miss Mingxi knows his origin?" Lin Chen said calmly.

Lei Huangkong, Qing Fengsang, Fu Yingyi and others from all sides had long been listening to Lin Chen's conversation intentionally or unintentionally. When they heard that Saint Mingxi knew the identity of the young man in black robe, they all secretly pricked up their ears to listen. , Li Fengzi, Lei Huangyu, Qingfengzheng and other talented people also showed curiosity.

After all, the young man in black robe has the realm of the Five Tribulations Holy God and is so powerful. He is definitely not an unknown person. I just don’t know how big his origin is?

Saint Mingxi noticed the movement around her, but she didn't care. She looked at Lin Chen with her star-like eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Since the young master wants to know, it doesn't matter if Mingxi tells you, he is …”

As she spoke, Lei Huangkong and others couldn't help but look over, but suddenly there was a deafening sound like muffled thunder, interrupting Saint Mingxi's words.

Lei Huangkong and others followed the sound and saw the figure of the young man in black robe shaking on the sword monument. The sword light on his body was extinguished and he spurted out a breath of blood.

There was a hint of paleness on his face, and then he opened his eyes, frowned, with a look of frustration in his eyes, and murmured: "How could this happen? Even with my swordsmanship talent, I can't get the recognition of this inheritance?"

"He failed."

Lei Huangyu, Qing Fengzheng and Fu Yingyi were overjoyed, and could not hide the joy on their faces. They felt as happy as if they had breathed out bad breath.

This guy was so domineering and arrogant just now, which made them lose face. Now he has become a loser. It is really satisfying to taste the taste of failure.

"It's really

Let the Sword Saint God be right that day, and this person failed to obtain the inheritance. "

Qing Feng Sang, Fu Ying Yi and others had different expressions. They immediately looked at Lin Chen with a hint of surprise on their faces. In this way, this son had the greatest hope of inheriting the inheritance.