Nine Gods

Chapter 138 A strong enemy is coming
"The Sword of Thousand Expansion."

Facing the arrow of Luohe's destructive spiritual energy, Jian Xin looked solemn and serious.

He is conceited, but he also knows the power of spiritual weapons.

Even the sixth and seventh heavens of martial arts saints can kill evildoers with their spiritual weapons. The previous Bai Wuji is a lesson from the past. If he is careless, Bai Wuji will be his fate.

I saw three arrows of spiritual energy coming through the space.

The long sword behind Jian Xin fell into his hand, and with the long sword in his hand, Jian Xin's aura climbed even more crazily, and his whole person was like a divine sword standing proudly between heaven and earth.

waving room

Hundreds of sword glows overwhelmingly rolled towards the arrow of spiritual energy.

Sword, the king of a hundred soldiers.

The sword is unparalleled in sharpness.

With this sword, the space was cut into pieces.

The power of heaven and earth became distorted between the two of them, and the arrogance of heaven and everyone's daughter on the top of Shenyue had already retreated far away, so as not to suffer disaster.

Only the eldest prince, the second princess, and Lin Chen stood still.

Lin Chen looked calm.

Drink the fruit wine in your hand lightly.

Regarding the battle between Luohe and Jianxin, he didn't take it seriously at all, because with Luohe's strength and means, Jianxin couldn't defeat her, let alone hurt Luohe.

clank!

clank!

Kacha~
The crisp sound continued.

Trembling in space.

At this moment, Luohe and Jianxin were overwhelmed by the sword light and arrow light.

People outside don't know what's going on inside at all, let alone who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies. Of course, it is not allowed to hurt people's lives at the Moon Appreciation Meeting on the top of Shenyue, but swords have no eyes, life and death No fixed number.

swoosh~
swoosh~
A full ten breaths of effort passed.

In the light of arrows and swords, two figures soared into the sky.

in the void.

The small golden bow in Luo He's hand has long been put away. At this moment, his slender hand is like a butterfly flying over flowers, changing magical gestures. Every time the gesture changes, the space will tremble once.

At the same time, magical palm prints slapped towards Jian Xin.

Jian Xin, the long sword in his hand also kept swinging.

The battle between the two was indistinguishable for a while.

"Ok?"

Sitting on the seat, Lin Chen tasted the fruit wine by himself.

But, right now.

The originally stretched brows were wrinkled.

Immediately afterwards, his face became serious, and his eyes looked towards the void in the distance.

"Luohe, come down."

A warning came to his mind, and he hurriedly called Luohe to come down.

Exchanges and discussions are nothing.

Because a strong man came, and he felt familiar with him. Most importantly, that strong man had already locked on his aura from afar, and he was definitely an enemy.

enemy
It is the enemy.

And it is also a terrifying and powerful enemy, a strong warrior.

Familiar breath.

A figure flashed in his mind—Yun Lie, the strong warrior of Dragon Elephant Tianzong.

huh~
When Luohe heard Lin Chen's voice, he didn't hesitate at all.

In a flash, he landed and landed beside Lin Chen.

With her level of cultivation and strength, she can retreat at any time even in a battle.

"elder brother."

Luo He looked at Lin Chen puzzled.

But before Lin Chen could open his mouth, Luohe had already sensed that terrifying aura.

With the withdrawal of the Luo River.

The battle also came to an abrupt end, and the entire Shenyue Peak fell silent.

All the Tianjiao strongmen and everyone's daughter looked at Luohe in confusion, thinking that Luohe was defeated, so they backed away, because Lin Chen's words to Luohe were transmitted through sound transmission, and outsiders could not hear them.

rumbling~
in the distant sky.

A huge palm print pierced through the space, rolling towards the top of Shenyue.

That palm print is tens of meters in size.

Wherever it passed, the space was shattered inch by inch, and its power was overwhelming.

And the palm print has not yet arrived, but the unparalleled holy will and coercion have arrived, the coercion is like the might of the sky, making the people on the top of Shenyue tremble, and they can't lift their heads.

Unable to bear the holy will and coercion, he couldn't help kneeling down.

Even a group of Martial Saints could not be spared.

The most powerful eldest prince and second princess, as well as the fourth prince and eighth princess, also turned pale, almost kneeling down.

"Martial God!"

At this moment, even a fool can think of it.

The person who made the move must be the God of War.

Only the strong warriors have such terrifying strength.

What shocked Tianjiao and everyone present was that the Martial God who had never met before, without the slightest scruple, wanted to kill them. Under the attack of the Martial God, how could he survive?

Desperate, unwilling.

Desperation and resignation are in everyone's eyes.

However, there was no resistance at all.

Only the Valkyrie can resist the attack of the Valkyrie.

Emperor Shenyue has many martial gods, but who would have thought that there would be a martial god who would dare to fight on the top of Shenyue. Therefore, if there is no martial god guarding the top of Shenyue, even if the martial gods from the palace came, it would be too late.

The martial god who makes a move dares to come to the capital of Shenyue where the strong gather.

Definitely be fully prepared.

Or in other words, he has already calculated everything in his heart.

"Is it so dead?"

"I'm not reconciled."

All Tianjiao kept shouting in their hearts.

His eyes looked unwillingly at the palm print taken from the distant sky.

The palm print, with the domineering true essence that only a warrior possesses.

huh~
Just when everyone was in despair, a figure soared into the sky and greeted it in the direction of the palm print. When they saw the figure clearly, all the strong men were shocked.

Nothing but shock, just disbelief.

That figure was none other than Lin Chen, the young man sitting in the seat of Prince Ming's Mansion.

I saw Lin Chen's figure flashing.

Standing suspended in the air, a shocking holy will erupted from his body.

The holy will of the sword.

Moreover, this holy will of the way of the sword is stronger than anyone's imagination, even the holy will of the warrior god is not so powerful and terrifying, because Lin Chen's holy will of the way of the sword has reached the pinnacle of condensed truth.

It's only one step away from getting out of the body.

Compared with the kendo holy will of the kendo genius Kenshin, it is several levels stronger.

In other words, the holy will of the two people is no longer on the same level at all, and the difference is more than a thousand miles.

"The Seventh Sword~"

The long sword on the back was unsheathed, and the space trembled suddenly.

The power of the spirit weapon exploded at this moment.

Spiritual weapon, holy will.

Fused together, with Lin Chen as the center, within a radius of one kilometer, it completely becomes a world of swords. Sword light, sword light, sword energy, sword shadow, sword intent, each sword light and sword light are enough to kill a martial artist. St.

A smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

With a stroke of the long sword.

In an instant, the endless sword qi and sword light merged into one, turning into a huge sharp edge.

The sharp edge cut through the space and moved towards the palm print.

Boom~
An astonishing explosion.

The sword light shattered the palm prints, and the space twisted and changed.

The holy will and coercion carried by the palm prints were completely shattered by this sword. Without the suppression of coercion and holy will, the Tianjiao powerhouse on the top of Shenyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's like a breath of fresh air for a drowned person.

"Lin Chen, today is your death day."

The sound is from far to near.

The first word is still thousands of meters away.

When the last word fell, people had already appeared not far from the Shenyue Peak, and saw a slender figure standing in the air a thousand meters away from the Shenyue Peak.

Those present saw it clearly.

The visitor was a middle-aged man in black.

The coercion of destruction exuded from the whole body, and the billowing true energy made the space tremble.

Valkyrie strong~
(End of this chapter)