Peerless Sword God

"Okay, this kid has been injured, and he will be killed by the five Zhan Qi soon."

The ancient saints and half-step ancient saints of all races in the temple saw Lin Chen's tragic situation through the Void Magic Mirror, and they all smiled and felt happy.

Zhan Hong, who was sitting at the top of the hall, looked at Mo Rong and Ming Shang and said, "Two Taoist brothers, this guy is at the end of his battle, we can rest easy."

"Well, if it weren't for the two Dao brothers to send more people, we really wouldn't be able to win this son." Mo Rong smiled and nodded.

"Brother Mo Rong, you don't have to be polite. If you get rid of this son, you will get rid of a serious problem in the future for our Great Desolate God Realm." Ming Shang also said with a smile.

"Lin Chen's situation is not good."

Seeing Lin Chen's miserable state, Motian Ming and others all had dark expressions on their faces.

"I rush out to help him, and you cover me."

The Chaos Green Bull looked at Xinyou, and said something to Motian Ming and the others, then brought the energy of chaos and struck out, spraying chaotic light waves from its mouth, and the two horns burst out with beams of light, which were extremely sharp.

Seeing this, Motian ordered several people to show their magical powers, cover the Chaos Green Bull, fly away several treasures, and resolve various magical powers.

"Stop him."

Fengzui and the others saw the Chaos Green Ox rushing out, and personally intercepted it. Their sword energy flew and slashed, the dragon's claws covered the sky, and the elephant's hoofbeats were deafening.

There were more chariots and warships outside, emitting various energy light waves. Together with the magical powers of Feng Zui and others, they flew back the Chaos Green Bull. Green blood came out of the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which was terrible to watch.

Seeing this, Motian Ming and others hurriedly stepped forward to catch the Chaos Green Bull. They were once again surrounded by Feng Zui and others and were unable to rush out.

"I can't kill them. They are a bunch of bastards. My aunt is so angry."

Covering the weather, his eyes were like spitting fire. Knowing that he couldn't help Lin Chen, he hurriedly shouted to him

: "Lin Chen, the thirty-six strategies are the best."

"Don't worry, I said I would kill them, so there is no reason to break my promise." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Crush him to ashes."

The five Zhan Qi people became more and more angry, with overwhelming murderous intent. Suddenly, they saw Lin Chen pointing his sword into the sky. Suddenly, the power of heaven and earth rolled in, and the power of the sword was mighty.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It can actually mobilize the power of heaven and earth for your own use?"

The five Zhan Qi looked at him in shock, feeling a huge crisis, and shouted hurriedly: "Kill him quickly."

At this moment, the five people did not dare to neglect, they fully activated their auras, and used all their strength to attack. They all showed their special skills, including the God of Thunder wielding a sword, the God of Guns wielding a spear, the God of Witches holding a cauldron, and the spirit of war breaking through the air, creating a The immeasurable power seems to be able to destroy everything.

Boom!

The destructive holy power swept across all directions, razing the already dilapidated inner city to the ground. The towering inner city towers collapsed, and the aftermath swept to the outer city. Pieces of palaces and pavilions collapsed, and hundreds of thousands of people died. The cultivators were turned into ashes, almost like a world-ending disaster.

The six Motian Mings, Feng Zui and others who had not yet fought in the inner city all had shocked expressions on their faces. They turned from offense to defense to avoid being affected. At the same time, they turned their attention to Lin Chen and the five Zhan Qi. They were all nervous. One side hoped that Lin Chen wins and the other side wants him killed.

The next moment, both sides saw Zhan Qi's figure flying out from the majestic and terrifying power. He was covered in dim golden light, his face was as white as paper, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and a sword mark spread from his chest to his abdomen, which was visible. The shattered internal organs and Dantian also had a sword mark that was about to split in half.

"Hiss! Mr. Zhan Qi has been severely injured again. Looking at him, he is almost dead."

Feng Zui and the others gasped, a look of worry appearing on their faces.

"good."

Zhetian and Chaos Qingniu cheered, and the four Motian Mings looked as normal. They knew that Zhan Qi was injured, and it was not surprising that he was the first one to be severely injured by Lin Chen.

Bang!

Suddenly, another half-step ancient saint flew backwards, spitting out blood, and his left arm was chopped off. His right hand tightly covered the bleeding severed arm, with a look of horror in his eyes, as if he had encountered a great terror.

"The situation is not good."

The worries on the faces of Feng Zui and others grew thicker, and then they saw a half-step ancient saint flying backwards. He was still seriously injured, his left foot was cut off, and his divine blood was flowing.

This is the third one.

Could there be a fourth one?

Feng Zui and the others were panic-stricken, thinking in their minds, when they saw the fourth half-step ancient saint being seriously injured and flying backwards. He was even more injured than Zhan Qi and the others. His head was chopped off with a sword, and his head was cut off by the headless divine body. His hands were raised, and his wide eyes were filled with fear.

It's over.

Four of the five half-step ancient saint geniuses were severely injured by the Sword Saint God that day in a short period of time. How could the last one be able to compete?

Feng Zui and others looked ashen and no longer had any hope.

Sure enough, the fifth half-step ancient saint flew out, and it was the black-clothed genius from the Netherworld tribe.

I saw a white sword hole punched in his chest, piercing through his back, and the divine blood splattered, dyeing the black clothes on his back bright red. His eyes were wide open, and he was breathing heavily, like a short-lived ghost, and he was about to die. Angry.

"How wonderful! Brother Tianjian Dao's swordsmanship is as good as the sky. In an instant, he severely damaged five half-step ancient sage geniuses. If the ancient sages don't come out, who can defeat him?" Motianshan clapped his hands in praise and laughed.

"These five Zhanqi people will soon die in the Sky Sword Master

Under my brother's sword, the Great Desolate God Realm should panic now. "

Motian Ming, Yuan Hong and Chang Tian looked at each other and smiled. Zhetian and Chaos Qingniu looked at the portal above Fengling Palace and nodded happily.

"hiss!"

In the temple, the half-step ancient saints of all races who saw this scene through the Void Demonic Realm took a breath of cold air and showed more or less fear.

What kind of monster is this kid? He actually single-handedly severely injured the five Zhan Qi people. He is simply too evil.

A group of arrogant half-step ancient saint geniuses thought they couldn't do it, and neither could anyone else.

Although the five Zhanqi people are still alive, they are all seriously injured. How can they last long?

Can't live anymore.

Losing five half-step ancient saint geniuses at once, the clan leaders might be angry.

The half-step ancient saints did not dare to take a breath, and cautiously raised their heads to look at the three Mo Rong sitting above the hall. The ancient saints standing in front were no exception.

The three Mo Rong didn't look at them. They stared at Lin Chen in the Void Demon Realm. Their faces were either gloomy, livid, or filled with anger.

A slap in the face, such a slap in the face.

This guy made it impossible for them to get off the stage, and their prestige was greatly damaged. Damn it, damn it.

The three Mo Rong were all really angry. The anger and killing intent in their hearts were surging, and they wanted to slap Lin Chen to death.

After a while, the three of them calmed down. Ming Shang narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice: "It doesn't matter. Since they can't kill him even if they join forces, they should know what to do."

"Yes." Mo Rong and Zhan Hong nodded silently.

When the ancient saints and half-step ancient saints in the hall heard the words, they looked at the five Zhan Qi in the Void Demon Realm. Their eyes showed a light of hatred and pity, knowing that they were helpless.

If you can't complete the task, then you can only choose death.