Peerless Sword God

"Wu Yan Demon Ancestor is so powerful! His gravity is unparalleled, and his demonic flames are raging. He deserves to be the second in the demon clan. The Fist Sword Demon Ancestor is indeed not as good as him."

"The swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor is also good. He was suppressed just now, but he turned the situation around in an instant. But now he is at a disadvantage again. I wonder how he will resolve it?"

"This is a fight between dragons and tigers, and the outcome is unpredictable."

The geniuses of various races were so excited that even those geniuses of the demon clan did not say anything to criticize Lin Chen, and watched the battle intently.

Xiaohuo, Mu Qing Goddess, and Kuang Lei Gun Ancestor saw Wu Yan Demon Ancestor shaking the Eternal Sword Realm, and their hearts tightened. Who would have thought that they would see an amazing scene.

Lin Chen stepped into the Eternal Sword Realm, holding the sword with both hands, and bursting with infinite sword light, as if he had merged with the Eternal Sword Realm.

"Wu Yan Demon Ancestor, you have so many tricks, use them all."

Lin Chen swung his sword and slashed down, the shaking Eternal Sword Realm pressed down again, colliding with the Chongtian Flame Flag, like a needle against a wheat spike, neither giving in.

"Hahaha, Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, if you want to see my skills, then open your eyes and watch."

Wu Yan Demon Ancestor laughed, suddenly let go of the Chongtian Flame Flag, opened his arms, set off boundless magic fire, and with a bang, he actually rushed into the Eternal Sword Realm.

Such tricks, schemes, and courage to not fear life and death are shocking. Lin Chen naturally did not dare to despise them, and swung his sword to slash, and the sword energy soared into the sky.

Dang!

Wu Yan Demon Ancestor swung his fist, the fist tip was as hard as the Wandering Dragon Sword, and then he freed his left fist and went straight to Lin Chen's face. The fist wind was like a knife, enough to smash people into pieces.

Lin Chen could feel the two holy ways of magic and gravity from this punch, as if there were a mountain of magic pressing down on him, and he felt pressured.

However, he showed no fear and continued to strike with his sword, but his sword style had changed. This sword was the Eternal Sword.

Buzz!

The sword power filled with the meaning of eternity surged out from the edge of the Dragon Sword like a torrent, colliding with Wu Yan Mo Zu's fist.

Wu Yan Mo Zu's arm shook, and he quickly retracted his fist. He staggered and retreated to the edge of the Eternal Sword Realm, with a flash of pain between his eyebrows.

His fist was red and covered with sword marks, but as he spread out his five fingers, it returned to normal, and then he clenched his fist again and shouted:

"Come again!"

Wu Yan Mo Zu swung his fist, and his fist turned black, and soon turned red, emitting hot red flames, containing terrifying high temperatures, enough to burn mountains and boil seas.

"Is this the True Flame Saint Dao?"

Lin Chen showed a trace of surprise. He didn't expect that the other party actually comprehended this kind of holy way under the flame, no wonder it was different from other flames.

As far as he knew, the True Flame Saint Path was more than two or three times more powerful than other flame-attributed Saint Paths.

Therefore, the name of this Saint Path contained the word "True".

Lin Chen clearly saw that as Wu Yan Mo Zu swung his fist to kill, the entire Eternal Sword Realm was raging with raging red flames and hot smoke.

The Eternal Sword Realm seemed to no longer be a sword realm, but a sea of ​​fire. Lin Chen's body continued to heat up, his skin showed signs of cracking, and he felt dry mouth and tongue.

It was so hot!

This heat was not ordinary heat, but a heat that burned the body. Even the spiritual world and the spiritual world were affected, and thick red hot smoke came out.

Lin Chen's face appeared pale, and then a touch of red appeared. His eyes were dry, as if flames were coming out.

Boom!

A loud noise echoed in his ears, and Lin Chen clearly saw that the power of the Eternal Sword was broken by Wu Yan Mo Zu's punch.

A fist burning with red flames instantly replaced everything in front of him, giving Lin Chen a strong sense of crisis.

His heart skipped a beat, and he decisively turned into a sword light, merging with the Wandering Dragon Sword, with the sword tip facing outward, facing the fist of Wu Yan Mozu.

Boom!

After a loud noise, Lin Chen, who was one with the sword, was punched away by Wu Yan Mozu, and with a bang, he crashed into the corner of the Eternal Sword Realm.

"Hahaha, Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, watch how I break your sword technique."

Wu Yan Mozu laughed loudly, showing his domineering attitude, and punched the top of the Eternal Sword Realm, and the three holy ways of magic, gravity, and true flames rushed up.

Boom!

The Eternal Sword Realm was punched outward by him, forming a red fist mark, and then exploded with a bang, falling in all directions.

Wu Yan Mozu leaped up, rushed to a height of thousands of feet, and then swooped down, locking a fist on Lin Chen, shouting: "Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, take my punch."

He punched Lin Chen's head, forming a red fist mark, shattering the air, breaking the void, forming a very visually impactful picture.

The geniuses of all races were all shocked, the genius of the demon race cheered loudly, the genius of the human race was shocked, and the faces of the ancestor of the mad thunder spear and the old man with withered bamboo changed.

Xiao Huo and Mu Qing, the goddess, were so nervous that they looked at Lin Chen with worried faces, and then they saw him being punched away by Wu Yan Mozu for hundreds of miles.

The tip of the Youlong Sword left a gray-white sword mark in the process of flying backwards, and then there was a clanging sound, revealing the figure of Lin Chen.

The red on his face disappeared, replaced by a paleness, and his whole body was steaming, as if he had just rushed out of a sea of ​​fire.

The strength of this Wu Yan Demon Ancestor is even stronger than the information he has!

Lin Chen held the Youlong Sword, his eyes opened and closed, and a sword light flashed. A Lingtian sword force was released from his body, raising a sky full of sword light.

Wu Yan Demon Ancestor laughed loudly, looked at the Chongtian Yan Flag below, and shouted:

"Rise!"

As if the words were spoken, the Chongtian Yanqi flew up like a fire dragon, the flag fluttered, and with a clatter, it struck Lin Chen.

Wu Yan Mozu loosened his fist, opened his arms, twisted his neck, and suddenly his whole body of divine bones exploded, his meridians gushed, and his muscles bulged one by one.

Buzz!

A blood force filled with unparalleled power burst out from his body, blasting the air in all directions, and pressing the void into ripples one after another.

Lin Chen knew that this was the blood of the trolls, and his eyes became more solemn. Seeing the Chongtian Yanqi coming, he immediately activated the sword and the holy way of the stars, and swung the sword to cut.

Tiangang sword cut!

As soon as the sword was drawn, the starlight shone, and the thirty-six stars of Tiangang emerged, blooming with starlight all over the sky, like a sea of ​​stars, rushing up with brilliant sword light.

The Dragon Sword slashed down quickly, like a galaxy, a meteor, or a startled wild goose. It appeared in a flash and had already hit the heavy sky flame flag that was coming to kill.

Gravity and red flames covered the thirty-six stars of Tiangang, but they were soon shaken away by the Dragon Sword. With a clang, it chopped off the heavy sky flame flag and slashed again.

This time, the target of the Tiangang Sword was Wu Yan Mozu, who used the blood of the trolls. The thirty-six stars of Tiangang rushed over first, scattering thousands of starlight.

"You dare to stop me with just a sword technique?"

Wu Yan Mozu was domineering, with a blazing look in his eyes. He crossed his fists, raised boundless gravity, and pressed the void.

This gravity contained the blood of the trolls, which was more than twice as strong as the previous gravity. He actually blew up the thirty-six stars of Tiangang with one punch.

Boom!

The fist of Wu Yan Mo Zu was like a meteorite falling from the sky, raising a red flame, breaking through space, and rumbling against the might of Tian Gang Sword.

The starlight in the sky collapsed, the sword light disappeared, and only Lin Chen was left with a sword. Facing the terrifying fist power, he fell out with a clang.