Peerless Sword God

"This Bitter Water World City is located between Yunlin and Yanfeng World City. No matter which world city that kid returns to Fumo Tianzhou from, I can get there at the fastest speed. He can't escape." Wu Matai's eyes were deep, and his mental power was scattered in the void on both sides of the Bitter Water River. A trace of shrewdness appeared on his old face. He murmured in his heart, waiting for Lin Chen to appear. Lin Chen didn't expect all this at all. He and Lei Huangkong and the other four spent several months and several transfers before taking the teleportation array to Bitter Water World City. With Lei Huangkong's care, he was still condensing his holy power at this time and didn't know that danger was coming. On this day, Lei Huangkong whispered to Lin Chen: "Young Master Tianjian, we are at Bitter Water World City." "Are we there?" Lin Chen opened his eyes and saw that the teleportation array under him had stopped. There was a hall outside, and there were several teleportation arrays around. People came and went, and it was quite lively. "Finally we are here, big brother, let's go out quickly."

The Tree of Light and the Qingman Saint God couple woke up one after another. He said happily that in order not to expose Lin Chen's identity, he called Lin Chen big brother.

Lin Chen did not answer, but said to Lei Huangkong first: "Senior, you have worked hard all the way. I believe there will be no danger next. You don't have to go out with us. It's just right to take the teleportation array back."

"Young Master, I have sent you here, so it doesn't matter. Let's go out together."

Lei Huangkong, who turned into a strong man, walked out first without waiting for Lin Chen to refuse.

Seeing this, Lin Chen no longer insisted, and took the three people of the Tree of Light out of the teleportation array and followed Lei Huangkong to the outside of the hall.

See

Outside is a circular square, with many practitioners, some of whom came here by teleportation array, and some left by teleportation array.

Lei Huangkong did not say much, and walked out with Lin Chen and the other four. Outside the square was a wide avenue connecting many streets and leading to various places in the Bitter Water World City.

As Lei Huangkong said, this Bitter Water World City is mostly populated by casual cultivators, with different realms, but most of them are God Ancestors, there are very few Holy Gods, and even fewer people from the major ancient clans.

Obviously, the people from the major ancient clans are of noble origin, look down on such a place, and disdain to come here.

However, this is good news for Lin Chen, but he and Lei Huangkong and the other four did not return to their original appearance. After all, no one knows if there are people from the Wu Ma clan here?

Lei Huangkong has obviously been here before and is familiar with all parts of the Bitter Water World City. He took Lin Chen and the other four and walked through two streets with ease and came to the city gate.

Soon, Lin Chen and the other four followed him through the city gate and walked out of the city.

As soon as he left the city, Lin Chen saw a desolate land. At the end of the land was a turbid river, winding like a yellow dragon.

"This is the Bitter Water River, and the Bitter Water World City got its name from it."

Lei Huangkong sent a telepathic message to Lin Chen, then raised his hand and pointed in a direction, saying: "Young Master Tianjian, if we go in that direction, we can enter the Hongling Mountains and reach Fumo Tianzhou in less than 100,000 miles. I will send you to the Hongling Mountains and then go back."

Lin Chen sent a telepathic message in response, jokingly saying: "Junior knows that the senior sent you thousands of miles, so this little effort is not a big deal."

Then, he took out a flying boat, threw it into the air, and activated the holy power. The flying boat grew from small to large,

increasing to three feet long and one foot wide, shining with metallic luster, like a metal dragon.

Lin Chen raised his hand and waved, and the flying boat made a slight hum, and the hatch opened, and then he said to Lei Huangkong: "Senior, let's take the flying boat over."

"Okay."

Lei Huangkong smiled and nodded, and flew into the air with Lin Chen, followed by the three people of the Tree of Light.

But before they approached the flying boat, something strange happened. A black and white light suddenly appeared in the air and pierced through the flying boat. With a loud bang, the flying boat exploded, and a black and white mushroom cloud rushed up, spreading out a tide of energy light waves, shaking the robes of Lin Chen and the other four people.

"Not good, retreat quickly."

Fortunately, Lin Chen and Lei Huangkong had strong mental power. The moment they saw the black and white light, they took the three people of the Tree of Light and retreated quickly.

This retreat was outside the city gate. Lin Chen and Lei Huangkong frowned and looked at each other, both of them had a bad premonition.

This flying boat, even a lower-grade supreme treasure, had a strong defense, but it was destroyed by a black and white light. It can be seen that the person who took action had at least survived the third water holy calamity.

Lei Huangkong seemed to remember something, and his face suddenly changed: "Not good, that is the power of yin and yang, the one who attacked is Wu Ma..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Chen say a name: "Wuma Tai."

"Yes, it must be him." Lei Huangkong said with an ugly face, and the three people of the Tree of Light also changed their faces, looking around with shock.

But Lin Chen calmed down, his eyes showed a sharpness, and shouted in the direction of the black and white light: "Senior Wu Ma Tai, since you are here, why are you hiding and not daring to see people?"

The sound waves rolled

Rolling, flashing sword light, containing powerful destructive power, shaking the void into pieces, rolling up one cyclone after another, and making a sharp humming sound.

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, all the casual cultivators who entered and exited the Bitter Water World City were stunned. Some asked blankly, "Who is Wu Matai? He sounds so familiar."

Soon, many cultivators exclaimed, "Wu Matai, Wu Matai, could it be that this person is talking about the ancestor of the Wu Ma clan, Senior Wu Matai?"

A group of cultivators were in an uproar. Such a big movement even alarmed the cultivators inside the city gate and came out to check the situation.

Among the many cultivators, there were more than a dozen Holy Gods, all of whom had survived at least three Holy Tribulations. Among them were two Five-Tribulation Holy Gods with old looks.

The two old men had a strong aura, their holy energy was boiling around them, and their divine light was shining. They shouted in unison: "The Wuma clan is doing something, and there are many other people waiting. Please retreat quickly. Anyone who dares to obstruct them will die."

The roar of the drink was so loud that it instantly caused chaos in the streets and buzzes of discussion.

"What? Are they from the Wuma clan?"

"Shut up, those two seniors seem to be two of the five elders of the Wuma clan, the third elder and the fifth elder. Everyone, please get out of the way."

"What big thing happened? In the past, few people from the ancient clan came to our Kushui World City. Today, the elder of the Wuma clan actually came. Could it be because of the Holy God of Heavenly Sword?"

The cultivators on the street looked at the two old men one after another. Many of them did not react and were knocked away by the momentum of the two old men. They vomited blood and fell to the ground.

On the street in front of the city gate, there were many cultivators. Seeing this situation, their faces changed drastically and they fled in panic.

But it was too late, and he was lifted up and fell towards the shops and lofts on both sides of the street. However, no one dared to stand up and stop the two old men, because they were the elders of the Wuma clan and the veteran Five Tribulations Holy God. The strength is terrifying.

When Lei Huangkong heard the shouts, his face darkened and he said, "No, the three elders and the fifth elders of the Wuma clan are in the city. Young Master, let's leave quickly."

"Senior, it's too late."

Lin Chen shook his head slightly and looked at the mighty Bishui River. Above the river, an old man with a silver beard suddenly walked out, and it was Wu Matai.