Peerless Sword God

Puff puff……

I saw Wuma Qitian being hit by several swords, his brocade robe engraved with pure Yang runes cracked, and a sword hit his chest, which penetrated deeply into his internal organs. His divine blood surged out wildly, and he fell out like a bloody man.

There was a loud "bang", and the ground shook. He smashed a huge crater, and the divine blood splattered all over his body, dyeing the earth red and muddy yellow. Lei Huangyu, Qing Fengzheng and others were frightened after seeing it.

"A clown must have the consciousness of a clown, do you understand?"

The young man in black robe glanced at Wuma Qitian with disdain.

"You...poof." Wuma Qitian's face turned green and white, and he was filled with anger, and he spat out another breath of blood.

"Disgrace yourself."

The young man in black robe stopped looking at him. He carried a strange divine sword and soared into the sky, breaking through the heavy sword power. He climbed to the top of the sword monument, looked down in all directions and said: "The inheritance of Tianhe belongs to me. Please leave, seniors."

Obviously, he is a man who is good at calculations. He calls Lei Huangkong, Qingfeng Sang and others his seniors, leaving some room for them to avoid becoming the target of public criticism.

Lei Huangkong, Qingfeng Sang and Fu Yingyi had different expressions. Li Fengzi and Qingfeng Ling were as quiet as virgins, while Lei Huangyu, Qingfeng Zheng and Fu Yingchan had angry expressions on their faces. This person was too arrogant and domineering.

Lin Chen turned a blind eye and calmly restored his holy power.

Yanlongpan was also silently healing his wounds, but Yanlongjiao glared at the young man in black robes with overwhelming hatred. This guy was 10,000 times more hateful than the Sword Saint God that day, and he had hurt her brother Qitian.

Looking at the seriously injured Wuma Qitian, Yanlongjiao felt extremely distressed, her eyes flashed with tears, and she hurried up and carefully helped him up.

"Brother Qitian, you have to hold on, you will be fine."

As Yan Longjiao spoke, she took out the elixir for him to take, and then used her holy power to

Enter his body and nourish the sword wounds on his body.

"Ahem, Jiaojiao, no one can kill me."

Wuma Qitian was covered in bruises and coughing uncomfortably. After taking the elixir, his face sometimes turned white and sometimes became hot. He was obviously more seriously injured than before.

However, when he saw the crystal tears on the back of his hand, he was still quite touched. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gave Yan Longjiao a smile.

Yanlong Jiao burst into tears and laughed, feeling as if she had eaten honey in her heart. She held his arm and said: "Brother Qitian, you are injured too seriously, so don't argue with him anymore. Let him be, Jiao." Jiao believes that even if you don’t have this opportunity, you will still be able to become the Holy God of Six Tribulations in the future.”

Wuma Qitian's face turned ugly when he heard this. He raised his head to look at the proud young man in black robe, feeling extremely unwilling, but he had to admit that there was a big gap between him and him.

With this person here, he has no chance to obtain the Tianhe inheritance.

Just watch this person take the pass?

Wuma Qitian felt extremely uncomfortable, and his hatred for this person reached its peak in an instant, not losing to Lin Chen at all.

Yes, isn’t there still him?

Wuma Qitian turned his eyes and glanced at Lin Chen. He suddenly thought of a plan and sneered in his heart. Maybe he could reap the benefits of others.

Thinking of this, Wuma Qitian became excited, and immediately shouted to Lin Chen: "Tianjian Holy God, we are not the opponent of this flirtation, we can only watch him obtain the Tianhe inheritance, but you are extraordinary, You are such a genius in swordsmanship, are you willing to watch this trick get passed down?"

Yan Longjiao's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she guessed her lover's thoughts, so she also shouted to Lin Chen: "Holy God of Heavenly Sword, you

Isn't it amazing? Could it be that you are also afraid of this bastard? Don't you dare to fight with him? "

Qingfeng Sang, Yan Longpan and Fu Yingyi heard the news and looked on with cold eyes, but Lei Huangyu, Qingfeng Zheng and Fu Yingchan fanned the flames and started to praise Lin Chen, which made Li Fengzi and Qingfeng Ling frown, feeling that Lei Huangyu A few people are so mean.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wuma Qitian and Yan Longjiao's intention is to provoke Lin Chen into a war with the black-robed young man and take advantage of the opportunity to reap the benefits.

Leihuang Fengdao said with an indignant look: "Grandpa, Wuma Qi Tian is still evil and wants to harm Taoist Brother Tianjian."

Lei Huangkong said indifferently: "This is an honest conspiracy. As long as Master Tianjian is interested in the Tianhe inheritance, he will not give it up. Sooner or later, he will have a battle with that person."

Leihuang Fengdao was stunned when he heard this, and immediately agreed: "What grandpa said is that if he were his grandson, he would not give up the Tianhe inheritance." After saying that, he looked towards Lin Chen.

Lin Chen heard Wuma Qitian's words and said with a mocking expression: "Wuma Qitian, I know your tricks very well, and I do intend to obtain this inheritance, but before that, I have to deal with the differences between us first. Things, are you right?"

Wuma Qitian's expression changed when he heard this. He suppressed the panic in his heart and laughed loudly: "Holy God of Heavenly Sword, it's useless for me to think that you are a person. I didn't expect that you are also a villain who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Now I am seriously injured. You If you have the ability, wait until I recover and then fight with me.”

Yan Longjiao also panicked, and quickly opened her lotus arms to protect Wu Ma Qitian behind her. She glared at Lin Chen angrily with her almond-shaped eyes and said: "Sword Saint, my elder brother Qitian is injured, even if you defeat him, It can’t be said to be aboveboard, it will only be

People laugh at you. "

Lin Chen heard this and sneered: "Wuma Qitian, don't you think it's ridiculous to say such things? It seems that you have forgotten how you escaped in the end when you fought me with all your strength."

After saying this, Lin Chen walked out with his sword, dragging out a bright silver light, and quickly approached Wuma Qitian: "You don't have to be clever anymore, I only give you two choices, either you can just surrender, or I can take action to capture you. "

"You, you go too far."

After hearing this, Wuma Qitian seemed to have been greatly humiliated. His face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and his eyes showed shame.

"You dare." Yan Longjiao gritted her teeth and glared angrily at Lin Chen with her almond-shaped eyes. She waved her snow-white hands and offered a piece of dragon-patterned jade that looked like fire.

This is a middle-grade supreme treasure, containing powerful dragon power. The divine fire is like a torch, and it is as powerful as a torrent, rolling towards Lin Chen with a devastating force.

Lin Chen casually waved the Wandering Dragon Sword, evolving into the Hunling Sword Realm, destroying the dragon's power from top to bottom, and then covering it with dragon-marked jade, shrouding Yanlong Jiao together.

Yanlongjiao's face was panicked, her delicate body was trembling and falling, and she hurriedly shouted towards Yanlongpan: "Great Elder, help me."

"Oh." Yanlongpan, who was still recovering from his injuries, had already seen this scene and expected that Yanlongjiao would ask for help. He sighed and flew out.

Seeing this, Lei Huangkong shook his head and said, "Brother Yanlongpan, why are you doing this?" Just now he begged Lin Chen once, but this time he didn't speak again, because Yanlongpan had already made his choice.

Yanlong Pan seemed to have a death wish, and looked at Lin Chen resolutely, saying, "Master, please let Jiaojiao go."

Lin Chen said lightly: "Senior, in the

I just gave you a chance. "

After saying that, he activated the Hunling Sword Realm, and slashed down with thousands of sword energy, directly sending Yanlong Jiao flying away. Her delicate body was covered with sword marks, and her divine blood flowed continuously, and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead.