Peerless Sword God

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In the Lingwu Dojo, in the area where the practitioners of the Twelve Small States were located, except for the three states of Shanhai, Tianhan and Manshan, there were gasps of cold air and expressions of disbelief.

"Yeah, grandpa wins again."

Xiao Huo happily waved her little hands and cheered.

"So what about the second disciple of the Vajra Buddha Sect? He is not defeated by Lin Chen." The Tree of Light said with a smile.

"Master Tianjian is on the verge of winning, and he is expected to be in the top ten."

Shang Yangfeng Sage, Yuan Devouring Blood Sage and Tianhan Sage all had smiles on their faces. Shang Yangqing and others admired him beyond words. Wen Yashu and Yu Luanke both looked at Lin Chen infatuatedly, their faces filled with joy.

"Senior brother Angmu actually lost?"

The Tianjin Buddha Sage's eyes widened, and he said in hindsight: "So, when he defeated me, he didn't use all his strength?"

The handsome face of Lingxin Buddha next to him had a look of surprise. After reciting "Amitabha", he said: "This benefactor of the Heavenly Sword is becoming more and more difficult to see through."

Not far away, the eyes of Saint Tianlian were filled with shock, her red lips trembling slightly as she said, "Elder brother, the sword technique he performed is rare even in our Yuan Tian Sword Sect, right?"

"It's a Zhou-level intermediate divine sword technique. Judging from its power, this person should have realized the state of perfection."

The Saint of Swordsman put away the solemn expression on his brows, sighed and smiled, "I didn't think I was right. This person's talent in swordsmanship is not inferior to that of my brother."

"No, senior brother, you are the strongest."

Holy Goddess Tianlian has a serious expression and a soft voice, full of trust in him.

"Yes, no matter how strong his swordsmanship is, it is just a qualified stepping stone for my brother."

Feeling the affection of his junior sister, Saint Jianwu felt warm in his heart and revealed such a

A breathtaking smile.

On the other side, Tianshazi's face froze slightly, and he immediately said in an understatement: "This kid is really a dark horse."

"It's unimaginable that he has such great strength and only survived a holy tribulation."

Lei Hai Killer said in a daze, thinking that he had despised Lin Chen several times in a row, and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

The Five Elements Saint Son, the Wanchu Saint Son, and the Demonic Heart Saint Son had different expressions, but one could see from their eyes that their attitudes towards Lin Chen were less contemptuous and more solemn.

Taitan Shui saw all this in his eyes and thought to himself: "This is the invincible demeanor of Master Tianjian. When he shows his true strength, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for you to accept it."

Above the pavilion, there was silence.

The face of Vajra Buddha, who has always been known as good-tempered, is a little ugly. Tianjin has been defeated, and now he even loses his angry eyes. Is this kid intending to slap his Vajra Buddha in the face?

How unreasonable!

Sword Master Yuan Tian, ​​Master Tiansha and Holy Master Five Elements were also unhappy. As the masters of Lingwu Prefecture, they controlled the fate of the twelve small states. They rarely encountered this kind of situation. They suppressed a junior, but they were beaten repeatedly. His face made the twelve small states laugh.

Such an unreasonable junior should not appear in the Lingwu Taoist Association. Otherwise, how can they maintain their dominance after the seven majors come to the door?

"Brothers, what should we do next?" the leader of the Heavenly Slaughter Cult said with a solemn expression.

The Vajra Fudo Holy Buddha and the Yuantian Sword Master were speechless. The Five Elements Holy Master smiled and said, "I do have an idea."

"The Five Elements Donor is very resourceful, so you might as well tell him." The Vajra Immovable Buddha said casually.

"I won't express this idea.

It works, let’s keep it a secret for now. "

The Holy Master of the Five Elements stroked his long beard, his elegance and elegance carried an unfathomable flavor. .

"I'll wait and see, poor monk." Vajra Immovable Saint Buddha said with a colorless face.

Seeing this, the leaders of the Heavenly Slaughter Cult showed great interest, as if they wanted to know how the Five Elements Holy Master would deal with Lin Chen.

Lin Chen, who was on the No. 1 platform, had already put away the Wandering Dragon Sword. His eyes were calm, and he was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, he heard Wu Fo with angry eyes ask: "Donor of the Heavenly Sword, was that your strongest sword just now?"

"You will know later."

After Lin Chen left these words, he stepped out of Battle Platform No. 1 and walked towards the area where Shanhaizhou was located. He saw Xiaohuo, Tree of Light, Blood Saint and others already standing up to greet them.

"Dad, that sword of yours is so beautiful, you should deal with them like this." Xiao Huo smiled like a bright red flower and gave a thumbs up in praise.

"That monk deserves it. If I fight you, Lin Chen, you are overestimating your capabilities." The Tree of Light said cheerfully, and the Blood Saint and the others nodded in agreement.

"This is just the first competition, there will be eighteen more to come." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Then daddy, take the time to rest." Xiao Huo said immediately. For such a cheap dad, you must take care of him.

The Tree of Light, the Blood Saint, and the others all nodded. Wen Yashu and Yu Luanke, who were not far away, saw this situation and suppressed the urge to rush forward, but did not come to disturb them.

Lin Chen sat down cross-legged, took out the magic elixir and took it, condensing the holy power to refine it. At the same time, he used a spiritual force to observe the competition among the five battle platforms, and couldn't help but frown.

It was deliberately arranged by the Seven Greats, or the Sword Martial Saints and the others were too powerful. It was their turn to play, and their opponents were...

Ran took the initiative to admit defeat.

Lin Chen would rather believe the latter, but thinking about the behavior of the seven major players in the preliminary and semi-finals, he had to doubt it.

There seemed to be twenty people participating in this final, including him, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that those who were expected to be in the top ten were Swordsman Saint Son and others.

According to the rules of the finals, each contestant needs to complete nineteen competitions, but the swordsman and martial artist were able to save half of the competitions and win without a fight.

In this way, they can save a lot of strength, without worrying about loss, and always maintain their peak state to compete for the top three or even the first place.

But this is very unfair to others.

For example, Lin Chen, even if he can easily defeat his opponent, he has to face the situation of strength loss and spend time to recuperate and recover.

You know, there is no rest time in the finals, even if the strength is not recovered, you must compete.

With such continuous strength consumption, how much strength can be left after a few days to compete with Jianwu Shengzi and others for the top three or even the first place?

No wonder there are few geniuses from the twelve small states in the previous Lingwu Daohui.

It has to be said that the seven majors have really calculated everything to make the finals only take place internally.

Unfortunately, they made a wrong calculation in this Lingwu Daohui.

Even if Lin Chen fought a series of battles and consumed all his strength, there is a way to recover in a short time.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen lost interest in watching the competition and rested at ease.

Xiaohuo and the others did not interrupt, and even spoke in a low voice. Only Titan Water looked at Lin Chen with concern from time to time: "The Holy Lord and the others will definitely not let Young Master Tianjian go easily. I wonder who they will arrange to go next? Will it be the eldest brother?"

In the blink of an eye

A day later, one of the five elders took out two identity cards from the Lingwu Ding and announced: "Battle Stage No. 3, the Heavenly Sword Saint of Manshan State will fight against Titan Water of Lingwu State."

"Why is it me?"

Titan Water exclaimed in his heart.