Peerless Sword God

"The elders and disciples of Yuantian Sword Sect obey the order and hold that kid back at all costs."

The three green-haired old men were very cautious. Knowing that Lin Chen was about to run out of gas, they did not dare to act rashly and ordered to intercept Lin Chen first.

"The elder disciples of Vajra Buddhism move quickly to intercept the Tianjian child."

The four holy monks were also extremely jealous of Lin Chen, fearing that they would follow in the footsteps of the Holy Buddha. After all, they were not as powerful as the Holy Buddha. It would be bad if that kid fought back before his death.

The seven of them were all Holy Gods of the Four Tribulations. Even though they were injured, they still had strength. Suddenly, the sound waves rolled like a tide and passed forward.

"What? The Supreme Elder ordered us to intercept the Sword Saint that day? Isn't that... asking us to die?"

"Elders, the four holy monks also ordered us to intercept the Heavenly Sword Donor, but the holy Buddha is injured, so how can we be his opponent?"

"Everyone, be quiet. Please listen to me. Although this boy injured the Holy Buddha, he was also injured and his holy power was exhausted. Now that his strength has dropped sharply, we should still be able to hold him back."

Tens of thousands of miles ahead, the elders of the Yuan Tian Sword Sect and the Vajra Buddhism Sect were still recovering from their injuries. After hearing the order, they all looked at each other. After arguing for a while, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and intercept Lin Chen.

Saint Tianlian's face was full of shock, and she said as if in a dream: "I didn't expect that the three supreme elders and the five seniors of the Holy Buddha joined forces, but they couldn't keep the Master Tianjian. He is really too strong."

"It is a middle-grade supreme treasure with boundless power. But what is incredible is that he can actually exert such great power. This is so unreasonable."

The Holy Son of Jianwu sighed and nodded, and then said seriously: "Junior sister, since the three princes

The elder's order has been given, we can't disobey it, let's go. "

Facing the soft gaze of the senior brother, the Holy Maiden Tianlian felt warm and flew out side by side with him, her white skirt fluttering, graceful and pure and beautiful.

"Amitabha, fellow juniors, let's go there too."

Lingxin Buddha clasped his hands together, nodded to the angry-looking Martial Buddhas, and took the lead to walk out. The Buddha's light bloomed under his feet, and lotuses grew at every step, showing the meaning of peace.

"The Holy Buddha was wrong."

The angry-eyed Martial Buddhas looked at each other, sighed in their hearts, and followed the steps of Lingxin Buddha. They took out their natal Buddha soldiers with firm eyes and looked ahead.

I saw two major elders gathered together, more than forty of them, forming a formation of three or five people, and setting up a large number of formations, trying to block Lin Chen's way.

Soon, Lin Chen was seen stumbling over. His face was withered and bloodless, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, staining his chapped lips red.

His holy power was greatly damaged, and the wings of life behind him were dim. Fortunately, thanks to the operation of his godless physique, he was able to barely maintain himself by continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish it.

If not, he would not have given up after severely injuring the Immovable Buddha with his sword, but would have killed him in one fell swoop.

Seeing the gathering of Holy Gods in front of him, as well as Saint Jianwu, Son of Lingxin Buddha and others, Lin Chen took a deep breath, opened the storage ring, and threw out nearly seven low-grade supreme treasures.

Some of these supreme treasures came from Mojia, some came from the Great Sage Miemeng, and some came from the collections of Zhanluo Sword Saint and others. None of them were divine swords. Lin Chen had no need for them, but now they came in handy.

Boom boom boom...

I saw seven supreme treasures flying out, piercing the void, bringing out a roar, and then as Lin Chen said the word "explosion", they all

explode.

"What? He actually exploded so many supreme treasures?"

"What a lunatic, no, what a prodigal. I was ruined by him for nothing."

"Stop talking and stop him quickly."

The two elders who came to visit were angry and felt their flesh aching. They felt that Lin Chen was too prodigal. It was not easy to refine one supreme treasure, let alone seven of them, and he actually blew them all up.

Seeing this, Saint Jianwu and Son of Lingxin thought that Lin Chen acted decisively.

Boom!

The seven supreme treasures self-destructed, immediately forming destructive power. The divine light soared into the sky, covering tens of thousands of miles of void like a tide, interweaving thunder and lightning, wind and fire, and raining down heavy water. The sky and the earth were eclipsed, and the sun and the moon were dimmed.

The two elders who came to the door tried their best to resist, but they had been injured by Lin Chen before, and their strength was reduced. Even if they joined forces, they could not pose a fatal danger to Lin Chen.

The key point was that they were afraid of Lin Chen, lost their faith in fighting, and lost their courage. They just wanted to hold Lin Chen back, but they failed.

If they had the courage and belief to fight against the odds, then Lin Chen, whose strength had been greatly reduced, would have absolutely no chance of winning.

Bang bang bang...

I saw a number of holy gods being thrown away and thrown into the distance like sandbags. Some had broken hands and feet, some were spitting out blood, and some were running away in panic.

Lin Chen ignored them, flapped the wings of life and continued forward. Then he saw the Son of Jianwu and the Son of Lingxin Buddha.

His eyes were calm and he did not pause. As he moved forward, he asked, "Do you also want to stop me?"

"The sect has an order, don't dare to disobey it, Holy God of Heavenly Sword, please forgive me."

The Saint Son of Sword Martial Arts is handsome and magnanimous. After he bowed his hand in greeting, he displayed his Pure Yang Sword Body.

Holding the Lei Yang Jun sword, he slashed at Lin Chen.

"Master Tianjian, I'm offended."

The skirt of the Heavenly Lotus Saint is fluttering, holy and flawless, her slender body is covered with white lotus sword armor, and she holds the lotus heart sword in her jade hand. She performs the ethereal sword song, which embodies the meaning of the ethereal and boundless world.

"Both two gods and immortals are outstanding people, so why should they help others to do evil?"

Lin Chen sighed and waved his sword to greet them, but found that the swordsmanship performed by the two men was not as strong as during the Lingwu Dao Association, and he couldn't help but understand.

"Thank you."

After the voice transmission, Lin Chen didn't hold back, and swung his sword across the sky. Huang Tian's God-killing Sword Qi emerged, like a purple divine dragon, sweeping away the brothers and sisters for hundreds of miles.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of the Heavenly Sword has committed a heavy murderous crime, which is unforgivable."

The spiritual Buddha's hands are clasped together, the Buddha's mind is awakened, the Great Zen Heart Sutra is activated, and magical powers such as the one finger of the Heart Buddha, Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong, and Thousand-leaf Hands of the Tathagata come one after another.

The eyes of the angry-eyed Wu Buddha and the Celestial Golden Buddha are wide open, either like the angry-eyed Vajra or the Buddhist Vajra, with their magical powers wide open and closed, and they are unparalleled in their bravery.

However, Lin Chen could clearly feel that Lingxin Buddha and Jianwu Shengzi, brothers and sisters, did not attack with all their strength. They immediately slashed across the air, as if they were blocking the flow of a river, with a shocking momentum.

Bang bang bang...

All kinds of magical powers exploded, and Lingxin Buddha and the others flew hundreds of miles backwards as if they had been hit hard. They were all covered with sword marks, and the monk's robes were dyed bright red.

"Masters, thank you very much."

Lin Chen sent a message, then vibrated the wings of life with all his strength, escaped through the space, and drew a long white air wave.

"No, let him escape."

The three green-haired old men pursued him. They watched Lin Chen go away, but could not catch up. They hesitated to stop and went to kill Jianwu Shengzi and the others.

rescued.

"Lingxin, how are your injuries?"

Seeing this hesitation, the four holy monks did not pursue them. Instead, they went towards the Lingxin Buddha disciples who had fallen to the earth. They picked them up one by one and fed them divine elixirs to heal their wounds.

After a while, the Holy Buddha of the Vajra Buddha Sect came over with a gloomy face. He looked at the direction where Lin Chen had fled and remained silent. He thought to himself: "Who is the person who told the poor monk the whereabouts of this child? He must be with him. I have hatred, and now I’m running away, so I’m sure I’m going to stand by and watch?”