Peerless Sword God

Boom boom boom...

Lin Chen's holy power was majestic, and his divine body was as tall as a sword. He danced his fists and struck Wu Matai's palms. He could feel that the old man's strength was declining, and it was obvious that the burning energy and blood were about to be exhausted.

With a crisp "click" sound, Lin Chen blocked Wu Mattai's left palm with his left fist, punched out with his right fist, broke Wu Mattai's right palm, and missed his arm with his fist, hitting his right shoulder.

The yin and yang Taoist robe that protected his divine body was dented, the yin and yang energy was dim, and there was a sound of bone cracking in his left shoulder. Wu Matai frowned in pain and retreated hastily.

"Brother Qitian, that damn bastard is too strong. The ancestor has burned his energy and blood, and now his strength is about to be exhausted. He is no longer able to defeat him." Yanlong's delicate face turned pale, and his red lips trembled.

The Wuma's eyebrows furrowed tightly. He also saw the weakness of the ancestor, and hurriedly sent a mental message: "Ancestor, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. Let's go to Fengrao Tianzhou, or Tianhuang." Shengzhou, I will avenge my father and the others in the future.”

"This little evildoer has actually cultivated such a divine body. With such a strong strength, I can't do anything to him."

Wu Matai sighed in his heart, with a trace of bitterness on his pale face. He had to accept the reality. At the moment, he could not kill Lin Chen, but he might be killed instead.

But as soon as he made his decision, he heard Lin Chen ordering the seven ministers and others: "Go and surround Wuma Qitian and the two of them as soon as possible. Don't let them escape, otherwise we will come to see you."

"As commanded."

The seven major worshipers and others were trembling, and without caring about recovering their holy power, they hurriedly surrounded Wuma Qitian from the left and right.

"How dare you..." Wu Matai was furious and murderous. He wanted to attack them, but was stopped by Lin Chen with a punch.

Stumbling back.

Wuma Tai was very anxious and immediately shouted to Wuma Qitian and the others: "You go first."

"Ancestor, take care."

Wuma Qitian looked sad, knowing that his ancestor could not get rid of Lin Chen, and the outcome could be foreseen, but he was unable to help, as the seven great ministers and others had already surrounded him.

Grabbing Yanlongjiao's wrist, Wu Matai took her to escape, with a dazzling golden light flashing all over her body, which was clearly the Qiankun Golden Escape Technique.

Even though the Seven Great Sacrifice and others were all Five Tribulations Holy Gods, they were unable to stop him. Wuma Qitian breathed a sigh of relief and continued to escape after breaking away from the encirclement.

But at this moment, the sound of Buddha rang out in his spiritual world, and a majestic ancient Buddha descended, impacting his spirit and belief.

This was when Lin Chen saw him trying to escape and secretly used the Bhattacharya.

Wuma Qitian was caught off guard, his spirit and belief were attacked, and he was instantly damaged. His speed stagnated, his steps staggered, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was supported by Yan Longjiao: "Brother Qitian, what's wrong with you?"

"My spirit and my beliefs were damaged by him."

Wuma Qitian looked at Lin Chen angrily, but saw that the seven worshipers and others had surrounded him. His expression suddenly changed, and he protected Yanlong Jiao behind him.

Yan Longjiao also saw it, her almond-shaped eyes seemed to burst out with anger, and she glared at the seven worshipers and said: "My ancestors have treated you so well. I didn't expect that you are ungrateful. You will definitely die a bad death."

Hearing this, the seven ministers turned pale and white, and retorted: "Miss Yanlongjiao, don't forget, it was the clan and clan leader who abandoned us first, and then we chose to surrender to Master Tianjian. What's more, if the ancestor hadn't acted inappropriately, , coveting the opportunity of Master Tianjian, Wuma Yi

How could the clan end up where it is today? "

As soon as these words came out, no matter how angry Yan Longjiao was, she couldn't find a reason to refute, because from the beginning, Wu Matai did something wrong. He far underestimated that damn bastard.

"Master Qitian, please stay well and don't make things difficult for me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." The seven great ministers threatened.

"The Wuma clan is gone. Master Qitian, not even you, not even Wuma Tai can make a comeback." The other eight old men followed up and said.

Wuma Qitian's handsome face has become extremely ugly. Now that his spirit and belief are greatly damaged, it is difficult to display the power of the Qiankun Golden Escape Technique.

Of course, as the first genius of Guhua Tianzhou, he still has the strength to fight, but he is absolutely unable to compete against the fifteen Five Tribulations Holy Gods including the Seven Great Enshriners.

Thinking of this, Wuma Qitian's face turned pale, and he said with a bitter expression: "Seven worshippers, please let Jiaojiao go for the sake of my ancestor's kindness to you before."

But before the seven ministers could answer, Yan Longjiao hugged his arm tightly and said with tears in her eyes: "Brother Qitian, Jiaojiao would rather die than be with you."

Seeing this, the seven ministers admired Yan Longjiao's love for Wuma Qitian, but they did not agree. They shook their heads and said to him: "We have no right to decide this matter."

As soon as they finished speaking, they heard an angry shout: "You are so brave to hurt Qi Tian. Even if I die today, I will cut you into pieces."

After hearing the words, the seven great worshipers looked over and saw Wuma Tai who was intercepted by Lin Chen. He looked over with a fierce face and wanted to break through Lin Chen's life body.

But Lin Chen didn't give him a chance, punching him one after another

He smashed it out and punched out a series of white fist marks with sword light, beating him until blood spurted from his mouth and he stumbled back.

What was horrifying was that Wu Matai did not snort. He looked at Lin Chen with a miserable face, his eyes were fierce, and he shouted: "Yin Yang Zhentian Seal, come here."

Boom!

I saw the Yin Yang Zhentian Seal shrouded by Daorong Zen Pearl and Foluo Yunshuang, suddenly broke away from the suppression and flew towards Lin Chen.

"burst."

Wu Matai looked determined, activated his holy power, merged with the Yin Yang Zhentian Seal, and then self-destructed this treasure left over from ancient times.

Boom!

I saw the Yin and Yang Zhentian Seal explode, turning into a surge of Yin and Yang power, rolling up the vast black and white divine light, and rushing towards Lin Chen mercilessly.

Seeing this, Lin Chen smiled and said: "Senior, your attack speed is much slower than before. Every move is under the control of this junior. How can you hurt this junior if you self-destruct your divine weapon? It's such a pity. A treasure."

Before his laughter ended, Lin Chen flapped the wings of life, shuttled through space, and circled back behind Wu Matai, his speed was much faster than that of Wu Matai.

Because at this time, Wu Matai's burning energy and blood were almost exhausted, resulting in a decline in all aspects of power. Even the self-destruction of the Yin Yang Zhentian Seal failed to fully exert the power of this seal.

Uh-huh!

Lin Chen did not hesitate, flapped the wings of life and went up, saying: "Senior, without your natal magic weapon, you have lost another method, why bother to struggle anymore, let the junior send you on the road, and it is good to suffer less. After all, I am not as ruthless as you, and I don’t do such despicable things as pulling out the marrow and incinerating other people’s spirits.”

I saw my natal magic weapon blowing up and was not injured.

Lin Chen, Wu Matai was already filled with hatred. When he heard Lin Chen's words of exhortation, he was so angry that he spat out another breath of blood. His body was swaying, and it was very difficult to even steady his steps.