Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 814
The voice of the Holy Son of Flood Dragon is full of allure. The position of Human Lord is indeed a very high conferment for the human race, equivalent to the Little Demon King.

As long as you don't meet the big demon king, you can run rampant in the entire demon world by relying on your position as a nobleman.

The big demon king is equivalent to the emperor level, and it is generally extremely difficult to come across.

"I remember that a holy son said the same thing to me, but I killed him."

Lynch has no interest in the demon world, and he really can't get the holy blood, so he can only refuse.

"Looking for death, then I have no choice but to kill you and snatch the holy blood!"

The holy son of Jiaolong roared angrily, and thousands of monsters behind him roared together, the sound was deafening.

Only a few steps away from the scarlet crystal wall behind, Lin Qi had no choice but to retreat, and raised the dragon-slaying sword, ready to strike.

Even if he is desperate, he must not compromise, this is his bottom line in life.

"Lynch, don't waste your time, you can't escape, and you are not our opponent."

Zhu Qiong grinned ferociously, and swept the long sword in her hand, approaching Lin Qi. The atmosphere of the Martial God Realm was like a torrent of floods. All the sand and rocks on the ground flew up, forming a strong wind, and went straight to Lin Qi's face.

The Son of Flood Dragon did not make a move, but stood aside, waiting for an opportunity to let the two human races fight first.

"Heavenly Remnant Sword!"

Lin Qi knew that he only had one chance, so he gave up the Nine Slashes of Mieqing, realized several artistic concepts, and was able to exert one-tenth of the power of the Tiancan Sword.

A prehistoric force filled the heavens and the earth, as if contaminated with ancient aura, a big curved moon followed Lin Qi's long sword, and the sword aura formed a moon mark.

"What a powerful sword!"

People who watched the battle from a distance showed expressions of horror. They couldn't understand it, but it didn't mean they didn't know how powerful this sword was.

Even the Valkyrie couldn't make the sword light form a moon mark, but Lynch did it.

Endless laws, flying from all directions, merged into this sword, the ancient sword became active, and blessed into the sword technique, as if possessed by gods.

The energy in the dantian, like a tidal wave, frantically poured into the long sword, and was directly drained, which has never happened before.

Lin Qi was horrified, but he didn't dare to show it. After realizing the artistic conception, the power of the Tiancan Sword has reached such a level that it should be able to compete with a first-rank Martial Saint. The disadvantage is that the vitality is exhausted and the body hurts.

A spiritual crystal appeared in the palm of the hand, which turned into pure energy and merged into the body to supplement the consumption of the original energy.

The sword energy is like a rainbow, tearing the space, stepping on the seven-star god step, the Tiancan sword seems ordinary, but it integrates countless kendo essences and blends into one.

Zhu Qiong looked horrified. He was the closest and knew the power of this sword best. If Lin Qi broke through to the eighth-rank Martial Saint, this sword might even seriously injure the first-rank Martial God.

It's a pity that Lynch's realm is too low, which even aroused Zhu Qiong's desire to kill him.

The long sword drew a ray of divine light, and approached Lin Qi's body. Zhu Qiong's swordsmanship was not weak, approaching the pseudo-heaven-level martial arts.

"Chong!"

The long swords of the two collided together, and a ball of fire appeared, forming a huge dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and blocking everyone's sight. No one knew who had the upper hand with this sword.

The dark clouds disappeared in the blink of an eye, and a huge deep pit appeared on the ground. Zhu Qiong took a step back, and Lynch felt uncomfortable, and retreated to the edge of the crystal wall.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Lynch's mouth. His strength was still too low. He had reached the eighth-rank Martial Saint, so he might have a chance to fight.

After reaching the ninth-rank Martial Saint, he should be able to kill the first-rank Martial God, and when he reaches the tenth-rank Martial Saint, the second-rank Martial God can't do anything to Lynch.

This is the difference in realm. If you were an ordinary person, even a ninth-rank Martial Saint would surely die in the face of a Martial God's blow.

Lynch just spat out a mouthful of blood, enough to shock everyone's nerves.

"Tick, tick..."

It was the sound of blood falling, not from Lynch, and everyone followed the sound and looked at Zhu Qiong.

On his right wrist, there was a sword wound. It was cut open by a sharp sword, and the bone was visible deep. His right arm trembled slightly, obviously suffering from a lot of trauma.

"hiss……"

Everyone was shocked, it was unbelievable that a seventh-rank Martial Saint could injure a first-rank Martial God.

"It's amazing, this person can't stay, otherwise it will be a nightmare for the four of us."

Burning Moon Valley is most afraid. Of the ten ninth-rank martial saints who came in, except for Yao Qian, none of them have disappeared, and they all probably died underground.

Naturally, Zhu Qiong was the most surprised. He felt the breath of death with that sword strike just now.

If he hadn't reached the first-rank Martial God, he would have died under this sword if he fought against a ninth-rank Martial Saint.

This is the scariest part. Now he has confirmed that the other three teams, who haven't appeared yet, must have died in Lynch's hands.

Just now, the Sacred Son of Flood Dragon saw the sword in his eyes, and Longan exuded a trace of shock. He didn't expect this weak-looking human being in front of him to be so powerful. The sword just now was almost invulnerable.

"Heaven-level martial arts!"

Someone murmured, it can only be understood in this way, this sword can't do it even if it is a fake heavenly rank.

"Well, it's possible that he acquired a set of incomplete heaven-level swordsmanship."

The complete heaven-level martial arts have long been lost, and there are not many copies in the entire Tianyan Continent.

But Lin Qi knew that Jiuchongtian hides many small worlds, and they not only mastered heaven-level martial arts, but even spiritual ranks.

The wound on the wrist healed, but the wound in Zhu Qiong's heart could never heal.

The seventh-rank Martial Saint hurt him, which is a stain that cannot be erased in a lifetime.

"Human race, you are seriously injured, it is impossible to make a move, obediently hand over the holy blood!"

The Holy Son of Jiaolong spoke, approaching step by step, Zhu Qiong stood quietly in the same place, still silent in the sword just now, deeply unable to extricate himself.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lin Qi continued to raise his long sword with a resolute face. Even if his Yuan Li had only recovered [-]%, he would never kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Come on, let me see the power of a real dragon!"

Incorporating the Dragon Talisman, the body of the Jiaolong Shengzi has a trace of real dragon blood, and Lin Qi is about to experience it.

"If you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Jiaolong Shengzi was furious, this is a good opportunity, Zhu Qiong is now injured, and his mind has been stained, and he cannot recover for a while, this is his opportunity.

A body tens of meters long appeared in front of Lynch with a sway, its giant tail swept across, and chopped towards Lynch in the middle.

The strong whirlwind made Lynch's body tremble and he couldn't stand upright at all.

If he hadn't been injured just now, he would have had the strength to fight, but now his strength is seriously lacking, his body is in pain, and the Tiancan Sword consumes too much energy.

Raising the dragon-slaying sword, a tragic aura was released from him.

"Whoever kills me will not die today, I will kill him!"

It is still the Tiancan Sword, and I am afraid that the Mieqing Nine Slashes are not even qualified to resist.

"The Blood Sacrifice of Silence!"

"Lei Yan!"

"Heavenly Remnant Sword!"

The three major moves are combined together, and because of the lack of Yuanli, the power of each martial skill is decreasing.

"Lynch, as long as you hand over the death stone, I can rescue you!"

At this moment, an old man in black appeared in the distance and shouted that as long as Lynch handed over the death stone, he could use a secret method to rescue Lynch.

"late!"

Lin Qi smiled wryly, the attack of Jiaolong Shengzi had arrived, and no one could save him.

The old man in black gritted his teeth. It took him half his life to cultivate a death stone, which may disappear forever.

The attack of Jiaolong Shengzi swept away thousands of troops, and even Zhu Qiong, who was standing by the side, was thrown away. Obviously he was really angry, and besides, there was not much time left, and the sword field was about to be closed.

At that time, everyone will be sent out, and no one will be allowed to stay in Jianyu.

The yellow sand covered the sky, fascinating everyone's eyes, and a dragon's chant resounded throughout the world.

"Human race, die!"

The huge tail swept across the sky, and Lynch's sword energy was disintegrated in an instant. If it was in its heyday, it would definitely be able to resist this move.

The sword energy burst, the spirit root of death shrank, and Lei Yan exploded, forming a golden shock wave, sweeping away, Zhu Qiong's body continued to retreat.

"Roar!"

With a roar, veins popped out of Lin Qi's face one after another, which was extremely terrifying, because of the exhaustion of Yuanli, there was no other way.

Nine Absolute Sword Soul realized the crisis, and appeared on its own initiative, exuding a brilliance, wrapping Lin Qi's body without blessing the sword energy.

This is the first time that Jiujue Sword Soul gave up the power of buffing martial arts and formed a protective shield to protect Lin Qi.

The giant tail swept across, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness. The martial god's blow was so powerful that the surrounding space made a crackling sound. If it was the seventh heaven, it might have already shattered.

Those who watched the battle from a distance shielded themselves to avoid being affected, the surrounding space became unstable, the exit opened, and some weaker people, with a strong pulling force, flew towards the exit.

Dozens of members of the Ruan family were standing hundreds of miles away, each with their fists clenched tightly. They had no choice.

"Let's go, Lin Qi's great enemy, our Ruan family will remember, and we must seek justice for him!"

Under the attack of the two Martial Gods, the possibility of Lynch surviving is extremely low, even slim.

Beams of brilliance flickered and fell from the void, whether it was a human or a monster, they were all spread out. The giant tail of the Flood Dragon Son pierced Lei Yan and Tian Can Sword.

"boom!"

Lynch felt as if struck by lightning, and felt severe pain all over his body, as if his body was about to split apart. Fortunately, the white robe offset part of the strength.

In addition to the Nine Absolute Sword Soul, it only hurts the skin, and the inner palace is shaken, so there is no serious problem.

If someone else was hit by the giant tail, they would definitely be torn apart.

"Whoosh..."

Before the aftermath disappeared, Lynch's body flew up and was swept by the giant tail. His body fell backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Puff puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Lynch was as angry as a thread. Although his life was not in danger, his powerful physical body was about to collapse after suffering two shocks.

Gritting his teeth, he must not die, endless hatred is brewing in his heart, and he is unwilling to avenge his great revenge!

"jump!"

Lynch's body smashed into the scarlet crystal wall, but did not appear to be torn apart, but penetrated in. The scarlet crystal wall wrapped Lynch like cotton candy.

Seven days finally came, and thousands of people disappeared one by one in the distance, and soon it was Zhu Qiong's turn, and the son of Jiaolong was no exception, and was about to grab Lynch's body.

At this moment, a beam of brilliance shone, enveloped the holy son of Jiaolong, and sent him out of the sword domain.

(End of this chapter)