Peerless Sword God

Lin Chen did not answer but asked: "You Shura clan came from thousands of miles away, but did not enter the mountain at the first time. Instead, you made enemies with other clans. Are you deliberately delaying something?"

Wu Axiu was stunned and coldly scolded: "Nonsense."

Lin Chen smiled and asked again: "I found a strange place in the center of Moyun Mountain. Do you know that the girl is the saint of the Shura clan?"

"Oh, really?"

Wu Axiu's starry eyes lit up, her smile was like a red flower, her red skirt fluttered in the wind, her snow-white skin was looming, and she was shining with an attractive luster.

"This girl is so surprised, is she really unaware or is she pretending not to know?"

Lin Chen was suspicious, but said calmly: "In ancient times, when the demons invaded, all tribes worked together to resist, and Buddhism was no exception. Please give up the killing, young lady."

"Wait until you beat me."

Wu A laughed shyly, raised her snow-white arms, pointed at Lin Chen with her jade fingers, and moved her red lips slightly, and flying out killing runes.

Sound of Shura!

Endless killing poured into Lin Chen's spiritual world, turning blood red, like drifting blood rain, which was creepy.

Lin Chen activated the Batuo Sutra, and the Buddha's light bloomed in his spiritual world. An ancient Buddha rose up and reflected in all directions. The bright red spiritual world instantly became full of Buddha's light.

The damage of the Shura's voice to the spirit was blocked.

Wu Axiu's starry eyes were surprised, and her pretty face said coldly: "No three-tribulation saint can resist my Shura sound. You are the first one."

"Miss, you are too kind."

Lin Chen smiled softly, and then condensed the sword of spirit and will to attack her spiritual world.

"Don't even think about it."

Wu Axiu reacted surprisingly quickly, her blood was boiling, and she rolled up the murderous aura in the sky. Her spiritual world turned bloody, and the shadow of Shura was heavy, intercepting the sword of spirit and will.

At the same time, she spread out her jade hands, and the lightning-killing blood blade flew out with a swoosh, slashing at Lin Chen's throat.

Lin Chen remained calm, running the origin of the sword, chaos, life and space, evolving the sword of birth and heaven, slashing it diagonally, and slashing the lightning-killing blood blade away.

Buzz!

The sword of birth and heaven turned around, and the white sword light flew, sweeping towards Wu Axiu, slashing a white sword mark like a silk thread in the void.

Wu Axiu felt the mighty sword power and immediately found that part of her vitality was suppressed. She felt particularly uncomfortable and her pretty face changed.

"Is this a divine sword technique that can suppress vitality?"

She frowned slightly and waved her jade hands, like a dancing rose, dazzling and dazzling, with a burst of power that was extremely murderous.

In front of her eyes, a huge amount of blood surged, and the blood was filled with murderous energy, interweaving lightning runes, condensing into a ball of light, and directly hitting the Shengtian Sword.

With a loud "bang", the terrifying ball of light was split in half, pouring out a large amount of blood, dyeing the earth red, and emitting a pungent smell of blood.

Wu Axiu's delicate body trembled, her long legs retreated repeatedly, and her face was slightly stiff as she said, "How is it possible? I have cracked many high-level magical powers of the universe before, but the power is not as strong as the one you displayed. Is it because of the swordsmanship?"

"In martial arts practice, divine powers, secret methods and secret arts are all external things. The key lies in the practitioner himself." Lin Chen said lightly.

"I don't like your preaching tone."

Wu Axiu's pretty face showed anger, and she immediately sacrificed the lightning blood blade again. The man and the soldier became one, pulling out a surging blood, dyeing the four directions of the void into blood red.

Wuwuwuwu...

As the sharp sound came out, the lightning blood blade grew larger, one became two, two became four, four became eight, and finally turned into sixteen, slashing towards Lin Chen together.

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the void, and the destructive power with the flavor of killing spread out, causing the three people of Dedaoyuan to change their color and hurriedly said, "Donor, be careful."

Wu Axiu was indeed very strong, stronger than the three Mingjian Killing Saints that Lin Chen encountered, especially her Shura bloodline, which was comparable to the bloodline of the middle-grade Life God Clan.

However, Lin Chen looked calm, and he became one with the sword, and once again evolved into the Chengtian Sword, sweeping out with the silver sword light that swept across the sky.

Bang bang bang...

The blood blades that were cut off were cut off one after another, and only the real blood blades were left. With a clang, they slashed against the Chengtian Sword.

Boom!

With a bang, the Chengtian Sword quickly gained the upper hand, slashed the blood blades with a sword, and shook Wu Axiu out. Blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, dyeing her lips bright red like petals.

"Saintess?"

The faces of the ten long-browed elders who besieged Master Zhigang changed. The saintess was defeated so quickly. Is the strength of this human race genius so terrible?

"The others will cover the rear, and the ten elders will follow me into the mountain."

Wu Axiu stared at Lin Chen coldly, then called the ten long-browed elders, and flew towards Moyun Mountain, dragging a long red light.

The ten long-browed elders glared at Lin Chen hatefully, blaming this boy for ruining their good deeds, but they did not hesitate, removed the siege on Master Zhigang, and quickly followed Wu Axiu.

And the four-tribulation holy god Shuras united in an orderly manner, trying to stop Lin Chen.

Lin Chen did not make a move, but glanced at Wu Ashui's back, then looked at Master Zhigang, and said with a bow: "Master, are you okay?"

"I am fine, thank you for your help."

Master Zhigang laughed, took the Wuliang Vajra Staff and stepped forward, saying: "A few years ago, I heard about your unparalleled swordsmanship from the three Taoist brothers Mingkong. Today, I see that it is indeed well-deserved."

"Master, you are too kind."

Lin Chen showed a humble look, and then looked at Moyun Mountain, saying: "I wonder if the Zen Master is interested in going to this mountain to explore?"

"I have heard what the donor said to Wu Axiu just now. It seems that the Shura clan has already planned it. Let's go and see what they want to do." Zen Master Zhigang said.

"Master Zhigang, we will go together." Daoyuan and the other two came up and said.

"Okay."

Zhen Master Zhigang readily agreed, then nodded to Lin Chen, stepped on the Buddha's light, and flew to Moyun Mountain. Daoyuan and the other two followed closely behind with their magical powers.

Seeing this, the Orcs, Bloods, and Giants of the Shura Clan discussed, "Let's go too. There must be treasures left by the ancient Shura Clan in Moyun Mountain."

Zhigang Zen Master heard the noise behind him and said with contempt, "These guys don't want to fight with the Shura Clan, but they don't want to leave. It's really infuriating."

Lin Chen saw that he was straightforward and said with a smile, "Everyone has their own ambitions. Why should you be angry, Zen Master?"

"Forget it. Once we enter Moyun Mountain, I don't care whether they live or die." said Zhigang Zen Master.

He and Lin Chen were both very fast. They attacked fiercely, breaking through the obstruction of the four-tribulation saints, and rushed into Moyun Mountain, where they saw the figures of Wu Axiu and his group.

Lin Chen looked and found that the direction Wu Axiu was going was the center of Moyun Mountain, the black sea of ​​clouds guarded by the five peaks.