Peerless Sword God

Poof!

The tattered black robe tore open, and the silver sword energy penetrated directly into the chest of the Black Prison Madman, and a long stream of black energy and blood spurted out from the back.

The mad devil in the black prison trembled violently, his eyes gradually widened, he let out a breath of blood, and flew out like a kite with its string cut off.

The gray void behind him made a series of banging sounds, and then fell on the defensive cover at the edge of the battle platform, with a large figure printed out.

Immediately afterwards, he slipped down from above and fell onto the fighting platform. His face was pale, blood was foaming in his mouth, and the black divine chain in his hand fell off.

At this moment, there was silence inside and outside the entire killing battlefield. All the practitioners stared wide-eyed, subconsciously suspecting that they were dazzled.

Are we dreaming?

The Black Hell Madman was actually defeated?

No, this is absolutely impossible.

The demon cultivator reacted the most and roared extremely uncontrollably, just like a spark that instantly ignited the originally silent scene.

Especially the Blood Nether Spear Ancestor, he fell down from the stone bench in horror, then got up hurriedly, and roared with a ferocious face:

"How could Brother Black Prison lose to him? I must have seen it wrong."

The smile on Yulan Witch's face disappeared, her eyes widened, and she said blankly: "How could this happen? Didn't Brother Black Prison hurt him just now? Why is he defeated now?"

All the demons lost their composure. Only the Hetian Sword Demon was calm. No, from the surprised light in his eyes, it could be seen that his heart was not calm.

If we talk about the understanding of the crazy demons in the Black Prison, the Hetian Sword Demon is definitely one of them. Even some of the Nine Divine Ancestors are no match for him!

But now he was defeated by the sword of the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, and the speed was so fast that the Hetian Sword Demon couldn't believe it.

After all, just now Lin Chen was injured by the madman in the dark prison in full view of the public, and now the latter ended up in a disastrous defeat. This was really too dramatic.

"He actually defeated a madman?"

Xuyun Huannu was also stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes revealed an incredible light, and then she looked at the Wanling Dragon Girl sitting opposite, as if she wanted to confirm this.

Wanling Dragon Girl's expression was extremely complicated, ranging from shock, confusion, and confusion. Facing Xuyun Huannu's questioning gaze, she spoke:

"The madman did indeed lose, and his defeat was even worse than that of Chitian Yanzu."

Xuyun Huannu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Chitian Yanzu. The latter stood up from his position after a moment, and said with an exaggerated expression:

"Is there any mistake? The madman actually lost more miserably than me?"

Looking at the sword hole in the Black Prison Mad Demon's chest, Chitian Yanzu couldn't help but shudder, and said after realizing it: "I understand, when he used that sword move on me, he didn't use all his strength at all. "

This made Chitian Yanzu feel scared and a little bit lucky. Fortunately, Lin Chen didn't treat him like this, otherwise he would have been humiliated.

He looked at the young man with black hair as straight as a sword and thought to himself: "I originally thought about competing with him again in the future, but it seems I have to give up this idea completely. It is just looking for abuse."

At the same time, Lun Tian Divine Ancestor and others were stunned. Just now they were expecting Lin Chen to reverse the defeat, but they did not expect that their dream would come true so soon.

Not only that, Lin Chen also defeated the Black Prison Madman cleanly, which made the Lun Tian Divine Ancestors feel like they were in a dream.

Soon, great joy spread throughout their bodies, and they cheered excitedly for Lin Chen, their faces turning red.

Xiaohuo was the happiest. He threw away the core in his hand, jumped on the stone bench, waved his fist and shouted: "Did you see it? My dad won, he won."

As she said that, she put her hands on her hips, looked at Lin Chen and laughed loudly: "Dad, you are so proud of your daughter. My daughter loves you."

Seeing her smug look, the faces of the Blood Nether Spear Ancestor and other demons turned the color of pig liver, and they were unable to say a word.

At this time, those cultivators who teased Xiao Huo about having a cheap father were a little envious of her. Why didn't they have such a powerful cheap father?

The unusually calm Chi Lian Witch stared at Lin Chen, her red lips curved in a seductive arc, and murmured: "Master Tianjian, you have made great progress."

Guanghai Sword Ancestor also discovered this, looked at Lin Chen with reverence, and murmured: "This sword skill of the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor is much more powerful than the previous sword skills, but I don't know if he can fully display its power. Are you out yet?"

Above the killing platform.

Lin Chen glanced at the Wandering Dragon Sword in his hand and said to himself: "It seems that this sword skill is enough to deal with the vast majority of the nine ancestors of the gods without using the blood of the Life God Clan."

After that, he took the Wandering Dragon Sword back to his dantian and dropped it from the sky, dragging out a long sword light and finally landing in front of the Black Prison Crazy Demon.

The mad devil from the Black Prison was still lying under the defensive cover. He looked at the sword hole in his chest with a strange expression, wiped a handful of blood, put it to his mouth and licked it.

His lips turned dark, and he laughed. The laughter was creepy, gradually getting louder, and finally turned into a weird laughter, and he muttered:

"I lost. I actually lost. I lost to an opponent that I didn't take seriously from the beginning. It's great. I deserve it!"

He grabbed his messy hair with both hands, then gave himself a hard slap in the face, and said seriously: "Hei Jing, you should be awake now. Besides Hengtian, there are people more powerful than you. Ancestor of the Seven Paths."

After saying this, he actually changed his previous crazy image, grabbed the black divine chain on the ground, stood up staggeringly, looked up at Lin Chen, and said with an extremely serious expression:

"Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, congratulations, you defeated me."

Lin Chen smiled and said, "You are really a bit uncomfortable looking like this."

Hearing this, the mad devil from the Black Prison turned crazy again and said with a strange smile: "Others say I am a madman, but I am definitely not. What do you think?"

Lin Chen said in a joking tone: "Only you know whether you are crazy or not."

The Black Prison Mad Demon nodded seriously and said: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, you are right, but the feeling of losing to you is really uncomfortable."

He rubbed the sword hole on his chest, and the wound healed. Then he turned and shouted outside: "Old drunkard, it's your turn to come up."

The gray-robed referee came up burping from wine. He glanced at the Black Prison Madman and teased: "Little madman, this referee is so disappointed in you, but you deserve it. Who told you to be so rude?"

"Stop talking nonsense and take it."

The mad devil from the Black Prison didn't have a good look on him, so he took out the God-Killing Order and threw it to him.

The gray-robed referee caught it, then looked around the audience and said: "This competition will be won by the Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Chen with a smile and asked: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, are you interested in a competition with the Hetian Sword Demon? As long as you defeat him, you can hope to obtain the title of the strongest."

Upon hearing this, the mad devil from the Black Prison smiled strangely and said: "Yes, Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor, this opportunity is rare. Hengtian is here. Don't miss it."

The two spoke without hesitation, and soon caused quite a stir. All the practitioners in the audience glanced at the Hetian Sword Demon first, and then looked at Lin Chen.

The Blood Nether Spear Ancestor snorted coldly: "He will definitely not dare to agree."

The Hetian Dao Demon smiled and said nothing, looking at Lin Chen with interest, as if expecting him to challenge him.