Peerless Sword God

"Brother Moli is dead? How is it possible? He is a genius in swordsmanship who is half of the ancient saint realm. It is rare to have an opponent at the same level. How could he be killed by that kid? Am I right?"

"Alas, Brother Mozai has indeed been killed. None of us expected this. After all, the patriarch just said that Brother Mozai could kill that kid, but who could have imagined that the result would be like this? This is really too sudden."

"Yes, we have underestimated the strength of the Heavenly Sword Holy God. We should not treat him as the Seven Tribulations Holy God, but as a half-step ancient saint."

A group of ancient saints and half-step ancient saints were either shocked, bewildered, or discussing in low voices in disbelief. When they saw the patriarch Mo Rong's face turned ashen, they hurriedly fell silent.

Looking at Lin Chen in the Void Magic Mirror, Mo Rong felt as if he had been slapped hard by Lin Chen, and his face turned blue, because Lin Chen killing Mo Rong, whom he was optimistic about, was tantamount to beating him in public. Face.

In many years, since the establishment of the Great Wild God Realm, he has not been embarrassed again. This is the first time.

The key was actually brought by an ant of the Seven Tribulations Holy God, which caused him great loss of face, damaged his prestige, and was a great shame and humiliation.

How unreasonable!

How unreasonable!

Mo Rong was really angry. He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. He looked at Zhan Hong and Ming Shang beside him and laughed loudly: "Two Taoist brothers, I made you laugh. This time I am actually in the same place." The junior made a mistake."

"Brother Mo Rong, we can understand your mood. After all, Brother Mingshang and I didn't make mistakes." Zhan Hong waved his hand to comfort you.

"The matter has come to this, Brother Mo Rong does not need to be angry. After all, who could have expected that this boy's strength is already no less than a first-class and a half

Step into the ancient sage. "

Ming Shang also comforted him and continued: "This son is extraordinary. Among the half-step ancient saint descendants of our Ming Ling clan, there are only a handful of people with such combat power. Therefore, if we want to kill this son, we need to send more troops." Only for the powerful juniors.”

"The two Taoist brothers are right."

Mo Rong nodded slightly, then looked at his clansmen, and said in a shameful tone: "It was my fault that I mistrusted Mo Zai, but Mo Zai was arrogant and conceited and betrayed my trust. It was a big mistake. However, since he has already fought For the sake of death, I won’t hold him accountable.”

"The patriarch is magnanimous, and we are convinced." The ancient saints and half-step ancient saints of the Troll Wing Tribe said in unison.

"This son has killed two people from my clan. His crime deserves to be punished. I wonder who is willing to take action and kill this son on my behalf." Mo Rong asked.

"It all depends on the clan leader."

All the ancient saints spoke in unison, and among the half-step ancient saints behind them, some showed their intentions, some bowed their heads with guilty consciences, and only a few of them were eager to try.

Seeing the younger generation in the clan behaving like this, Mo Rong frowned and was about to call his name when he suddenly saw a blond young man about 10 feet tall walking out from the bottom left of the main hall. He bowed and said, "Chief, younger generation Zhan Qi, I wish you the best." Go meet the Sword Saint God for a while.”

But the person he looked up at was not Mo Rong, but Zhan Hong sitting on the right side of Ming Shang, because he was a half-step ancient saint genius of the Zhan Wu Clan.

Seeing this, Mo Rong temporarily extinguished his previous thoughts and said to Zhan Hong: "Brother Zhan Hong, nephew Zhan Qixian witnessed that boy's swordsmanship with his own eyes, and he actually took the initiative to ask for help. It shows that he has extraordinary courage and is better than the younger generations of our clan." Much stronger."

"Brother Mo Rong, thank you."

Zhan Hong waved his hand and looked at Zhan Qi, who was asking for a fight, with a serious expression.

Said: "Zhan Qi, you have seen with your own eyes the strength of the Sword Saint that day. If he goes into battle, do you know the consequences?"

"Hui Clan Leader, this junior is not only a physical practitioner, but also specializes in warfare. In terms of attack power, few people at the same level can match this junior. It can be said that he is both offensive and defensive. I am somewhat sure that I can take down the Sword Saint God that day."

Zhan Qi's eyes showed fighting spirit, his expression was calm and humble, and his respectful words revealed his confidence.

"Okay, you are so confident, I will allow you to fight."

Zhan Hong looked at him for a long time, and when he saw that he had not changed his will, he looked pleased and nodded in agreement.

"How magnificent! Nephew Zhan Qi, if you kill that boy, you will avenge the shame of our Troll Wing Clan. I promise you ten kinds of supreme treasures of heaven and earth. When you step into the realm of the ancient saints in the future, I promise you one more A unique and supreme treasure," Mo Rong praised upon seeing this.

"The ultimate supreme treasure?"

Upon hearing Mo Rong's words, all the half-step ancient saint geniuses from all clans in the palace had their eyes heated up and looked at Zhan Qi with envy. Many of them also secretly regretted that they should have stood up earlier, otherwise such a good thing would have happened. , then it won’t be snatched away by Zhan Qi.

Because even in the Great Wild God Realm, a top-quality and supreme treasure is still very precious.

The vast majority of half-step ancient saints do not possess the most exquisite and supreme treasures.

This can be seen from the fact that the natal weapons of Mo Chu and Mo Lai are top-grade supreme treasures.

Zhan Hong glanced at Mo Rong, smiled and said to Zhan Qi: "Why don't you thank Senior Mo Rong quickly."

Hearing the reward Mo Rong promised, Zhan Qi was overjoyed and his heart was filled with excitement. Hearing the words of his family leader, he quickly bowed to Mo Rong and said, "Thank you, senior Mo Rong."

"Okay, okay, your family chief and I are waiting for your good news.

"Mo Rong said with a smile.

"Go ahead."

Zhan Hong waved to Zhan Qi.

"yes."

Zhan Qi bowed his hands and immediately walked towards the Void Magic Mirror suspended in the center of the hall. He stepped into the portal with golden fighting energy.

At this time, Lin Chen was observing the portal and noticed some changes, and said to himself: "That portal seems to be darker than before."

Seeing a blond young man walking out of the portal, Lin Chen's eyes lit up and he whispered: "Such a strong will to fight. It seems that this person's power, or the magical power he has comprehended, is related to the origin of the holy way of war."

Zhan Qi, who fell from the sky, happened to meet Lin Chen's eyes, and he laughed and said: "As expected of the genius of swordsmanship, he is determined and not afraid of my fighting spirit."

"Who are you?" Lin Chen asked.

"I am the genius of the Zhan Wu Clan, called Zhan Qi, and I came here specifically to kill you." Zhan Qi replied.

These words, sonorous and powerful, full of astonishing confidence, echoed in the sky above Blood Phoenix City.

"Fighting the witch clan, fighting Qi?"

Feng Zui and the others were stunned when they heard the sound, and then they all raised their heads and looked at the blond young man, all showing complicated expressions.

Ao Chong lowered his voice and said: "Brothers, the lords of the Great Wild God Realm have not given up on us, but can this Young Master Zhan Qi deal with the Sword Saint God that day?"

If it were at the beginning, Feng Zui and others would have said yes without hesitation, but after seeing Lin Chen kill Mo Chu and Mo Zhang, they knew that Lin Chen's strength was terrifying, so they didn't feel confident at this time.

The confidence shown by this young master Zhan Qi is no less than that of Demon Splitting just now, or even better.

But can he really deal with the Sword Saint that day?

The hearts of Feng Zui and others

There is no answer here, and it is impossible to answer Xiang Cheng's question.

Xiang Cheng sighed when he saw this, and asked another question: "Why don't the lords of the Great Wilderness Star Territory send a few more Half-Step Ancient Saints down, so there is no hope of winning this son?"