Peerless Sword God

After taking it, Lin Chen meditated on the spot, running the holy power refining to warm his body and restore the holy power. After all, in the third round of competition, it is very likely that he will encounter the four Brahma Spirit Saint Kings.

On the other side, seeing the pale face of the goddess, Mr. Langyu said heartbrokenly: "Sister Wuyou, the Sword Saint God was too cruel that day. Please take the pill to heal your wounds."

"Brother Langyu, go and recuperate. I will recover on my own."

Saint Wuyou's tone was cold, her mouth opened slightly, and after taking the magic pill, she closed her eyes without even looking at Mr. Langyu.

Young Master Langyu opened his mouth and could only swallow back the words of concern. He felt extremely depressed. He glanced at Lin Chen and said with hatred in his heart: "Ant, don't let me meet you."

He hated Lin Chen so much, and felt that without Lin Chen, even if the goddess was cold to him, she would not be as cold as she is now, which hurt his heart too much.

At this time, the four Brahma Spirit Saints were also recuperating separately. The Baotian Pagoda Saint, who was finally injured, had a solemn expression and said in his heart: "My destiny as a divine weapon is based on the divine weapon, but now that things have come to this, I really should do something changed."

The words of the Hell Saint, "Success can also suppress the sky pagoda, failure can shake the sky pagoda" made him completely realize that the natal magic weapon is also a foreign object, and the key is to be strong.

In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed.

"The third round of competition has begun, and my aunt has begun to draw lots. Please listen carefully."

The eyes of the Holy Child of Spiritual Art shone like stars. He stretched out his white and tender hands, reached into the tall white bottle, and pulled out identity tags one after another.

"The first group, Gu Yuan Spear Saint vs. Baotian Pagoda Saint."

"The second group, Brahma Spirit Saint King vs. Worry-free Saint Lady."

"The third group, Young Master Langyu versus the Heavenly Sword Saint."

"The fourth group, Lei Ming Sword Saint

Duel with the Hell Saint. "

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When the geniuses heard this, they started talking a lot.

"Tsk tsk, Baotian Pagoda Saint has lost two games in a row before. This time his opponent is Gu Yuan Spear Saint. He should be able to win."

"Saint Wuyou is unlucky. She has little chance of winning when she meets the Brahma Spirit Saint. However, Master Langyu and the Heavenly Sword Saint are dueling enemies. I believe Master Langyu will not miss the opportunity and will take the opportunity to take revenge."

"Revenge is certain. The Sword Saint was in danger that day, but I am still looking forward to the competition between Lei Ming Sword Saint and Hell Underworld Saint. If Hell Underworld Saint can win, then he will be among the top three. The fight for first place is a sure thing. "

As everyone started talking, Lin Chen and the other eight people went to the Emperor's Battle Platform one after another.

"come on."

Lin Chen and Gu Yuan Spear Saint looked at each other, encouraged each other, and then headed to the third and first battle platforms respectively.

"Haha, the opportunity I've been waiting for has finally come."

Mr. Langyu was in high spirits and said to the goddess in an excited tone: "Sister Wuyou, just wait and see. That kid hurt you, and I will get it back for you."

"Brother Langyu, Mr. Tianjian is definitely a human being. Take care of yourself."

The Worry-free Saint replied coldly and headed towards the second group of battle stages.

Looking at the goddess's decisive back, Young Master Langyu felt fierce in his heart: "Sister Wuyou, whether you like that ant or not, I will prove to you that I am more powerful than that ant."

After thinking about it, he volleyed into the air with his hands behind his back and flew towards the third fighting platform.

Seeing that Lin Chen had already boarded the fighting platform, Master Langyu flashed a trace of disdain in his eyes. He fell onto the fighting platform and said with a conceited expression: "Holy God of Heavenly Sword, your good luck has come to an end."

"Really? As long as you are happy." Lin Chen smiled.

"Holy God of Heavenly Sword, you are indeed capable of defeating Gu Yuan and my sister Wuyou, but when you meet me, you can only stop there."

Mr. Langyu laughed loudly and said provocatively: "It seems that you are very confident. I wonder if you still have the courage to make another bet with me?"

Lin Chen laughed when he heard this and said: "Brother Langyu, you like giving gifts so much, don't say it once, even if you bet ten times or a hundred times, I will stay with you till the end."

"Shameless talk!"

Young Master Langyu looked a little cold and said, "If you lose to me, the five sword magic medicines and the six chaos magic medicines will be written off. How about that?"

"Yes, but if you lose, you will have to pay for another twenty kinds of Zuntian mid-level divine elixirs for spirit, blood, soul, and belief." Lin Chen said.

"Twenty kinds? You really can speak like a lion. The value of these magical elixirs is several times greater than the magical elixir I owe you."

Young Master Langyu frowned.

"You're afraid of losing to me, so forget it." Lin Chen said lightly.

"Will I lose to you?"

Lin Chen's words were like piercing Mr. Langyu's lungs. His eyes turned angry, he raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "I'll take the bet."

"Okay, all Taoist brothers watching the battle can bear witness for the two of us."

Lin Chen nodded loudly and looked around the battle stage. There were more than a dozen Three Tribulations and Four Tribulations geniuses. It can be seen that his competition with Young Master Langyu caused quite a stir.

Suddenly, the laughter of the Holy Child of Spiritual Art came over: "Auntie, I will testify for you. Stop being nagging and hurry up." She put her hands on her hips and looked at Lin Chen and the two with interest.

A group of geniuses whispered: "It seems that Mr. Langyu is very confident in defeating Tianjiao."

Sword Saint God, looking at the demeanor of Heavenly Sword Saint God, he is also very confident in himself. This competition has a lot to show. "

"Why is this guy so confident? Does he have another trump card?"

When Killing Saint Langying saw his son making a bet with Lin Chen again, he took Lin Chen's actions into consideration and said helplessly to the two Lords of Cang Yuan: "I've made two Tao brothers laugh again. This incompetent son of mine will never do it again." If I lose, I, as a father, will go bankrupt."

"Don't worry, Brother Langying. My nephew Langyu has such ambition. Maybe he can defeat the young master of Tianjian." The two Lords of Cangyuan comforted him.

"I hope so. After all, he is still a little capable." Langying Killing Saint smiled.

The two Lords of Cangyuan nodded without comment, but the eyes they looked at Lin Chen were more expectant than those they looked at Young Master Langyu.

I wonder if this only dark horse can really make a splash?

Young Master Langyu also wanted to prove himself through this battle. He spread his hands, and a short and a long Yuchen Divine Mace emerged, and then shouted at Lin Chen:

"Heavenly Sword Saint, stop talking nonsense, I'll let you make the first move, come on."

After that, he activated the three holy origins of life, gold and earth, and the three colors of white, gold and yellow divine light intertwined around his body, forming a gorgeous scene.

The divine body, blood, holy power, and the might of the Five Tribulations Saint God emanated from his body like a wave, shaking the surrounding air into pieces.

The invisible and formless holy power, like a steel torrent, rolled over Lin Chen, surging with three-color ripples, which was very dazzling.

Lin Chen instantly felt that his realm was greatly affected. After all, Young Master Langyu was two realms higher than him, and he was at an irreversible disadvantage.

However, when Lin Chen faced Wu Matai, he had felt the impact of the difference of three realms. What was the impact brought by Young Master Langyu?

Seeing that the other party pretended to be generous, Lin Chen smiled softly and said, "I won't be polite."

After that, he rolled his right hand, and the Wandering Dragon Sword emerged, and it flashed away again, ignoring the gap between the void and space, and slashed towards Young Master Langyu's face.