Peerless Sword God

"I didn't expect that this boy would overcome the Holy Tribulation of Wind so quickly. Fortunately, I decided to take action against him this time."

Hearing what the green-haired demon said, the Heaven Smiting Saint did not hesitate for a moment and sent a spiritual message to all the demons:

"You listen to the order, and when this boy survives the second holy tribulation of the wind, you will attack the cultivators in the city, capture his relatives and friends, and kill everyone else."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Chen with murderous intent on his face and said, "As for this boy, I will personally take his life."

"As commanded."

The green-haired demon and others all bowed to accept the order, and immediately looked at Lin Chen, waiting for him to survive the second holy tribulation of wind.

Lin Chen had no idea about all this. While he was refining the Holy Power Source Pill, he looked up at the silver-white vortex in the sky.

Before I knew it, twenty breaths of time had passed.

Chirp!

Suddenly, a loud and thunderous cry came from the silver-white vortex.

"coming."

Lin Chen looked intently and saw a Feng Bo flying out of the whirlpool. No, it was two Feng Bo with the head of a bird and the body of a deer.

I saw two wind lords, one on the left and one on the right, flying down, flapping their silver wings. The silver wind was as majestic as the sea, blowing the ten thousand miles of void into a silvery sky.

The black hair on his shawl was blown into chaos. Lin Chen felt cold all over his body and his skin hurt. He immediately put up a stream of sword energy to protect his whole body.

Then, he raised the Wandering Dragon Sword and flew towards him, only to see the two wind uncles waving their sharp claws and striking down silver claw marks.

Obviously, the attack method of this second Holy Wind Tribulation has changed compared with the first one.

But Lin Chen's expression did not change, he swung the Wandering Dragon Sword, and prepared to use the fifth form of the Huntian Shenjian, the Sky-Severing Sword.

Because the third form of the Heavenly Sword, Needle

The right thing is vitality; the fourth style of Yaotian Sword is aimed at spiritual power and is useless against Feng Bo.

But before he could unleash the Heaven-Destroying Sword, he suddenly heard a violent sound breaking through the air from behind to his left, like thousands of thunders falling to the ground. The sound was terrifying and filled with frightening demonic meaning.

"Demon?"

Lin Chen had a bad premonition. He glanced back and saw nearly fifty demons flying towards Xue Lingyun and others above the city tower. The sky was visible to the naked eye. The speed becomes dark.

Xue Lingyun and others had a wider field of vision, and soon saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically, Lin Yue and Tian Huan exclaimed: "What is that?"

Almost at the same time, Tianle and Yeming Daomo said in silence: "Tianmo, it's Tianmo."

Just when they were panicking, an urgent shout came from outside the city: "Close the city gate quickly and activate the defensive formation."

I saw Lin Chen shouting urgently, ignoring the two wind uncles attacking from above, and directly used his mental power to use the traveling dragon sword to slash in front of the demons, obviously trying to stop them.

Groan!

The Wandering Dragon Sword made a sword roar and grew longer and larger, like a giant dragon, swimming past and setting off thousands of sword lights.

But at this moment, a big black hand poked out from the void behind, carrying a terrifying demonic intent, and accurately struck the mid-stream dragon sword. With a clang, the sword bent, and fell towards Lin Chen with a whine.

"The Heaven-Calling Saint?"

Lin Chen looked behind the big black hand. There was a young man with a well-proportioned body, fair skin, and handsome appearance. The black runes standing between his eyebrows added a bit of devilishness and evil.

Looking at the opponent's momentum again, Lin Chen's heart sank, six

The Holy God of Tribulations, the opponent has returned to the realm of the Holy God of Six Tribulations.

Jie Tiansheng rolled up his sleeves and dispersed his big black hands, then raised his legs and walked towards Lin Chen, saying with a smile on his face:

"Little Tianjian, I said in the Tianmang Mountains that I will take your life in the future, and I will never break my promise. Today you want to escape the disaster."

"Sage Jie Tian, ​​you deserve to die."

Lin Chen scolded angrily, feeling regretful in his heart. He was careless. Why didn't he expect this flirtation to come?

I remember that when he was here to undergo the Holy Tribulation of Earth, this flirtation did not come here. He did not expect that this negligence would lead to such negative consequences.

Lin Chen knew clearly that with the strength of his family and friends, they would never be able to resist those demons.

Therefore, even though he hated the Heaven Smiting Saint very much, he did not choose to kill him, but rushed towards the city gate.

As he rushed forward, the vortex of the Holy Wind Tribulation suspended above his head moved towards the city gate, intending to use the Holy Wind Tribulation to deal with those heavenly demons.

"My son, your plan is good, but unfortunately, I came prepared. Today you will see your family and friends die one by one."

Sage Jie Tian saw Lin Chen's intention at a glance. He let out a joking sneer and raised his hand to push outward.

"The Killing Demonic Cauldron, go."

I saw the killing energy raging, the devil's energy boiling, refracting the red and black magic light, and emerging a magic tripod, which is a top-grade supreme treasure.

"This is a treasure that I recently obtained. I will use it for you to practice with today."

The Heaven Smiting Saint raised his hand and fired out a burst of holy power, which merged into the Killing Demonic Cauldron.

Boom!

The demonic killing cauldron grew from small to gigantic, like a majestic demonic mountain, blocking Lin Chen's front.

Lin Chen swung his sword and slashed down, hitting the killing demon cauldron. There was a clanging sound, sword light,

Magic light and red light are radiating and reflected in the air, creating a strange scene.

The Youlong Sword clanked and the sword bent, causing Lin Chen's arms to tingle. His skin became red and bloodshot, and he staggered back.

"My child, if you don't use the blood of the Life God Clan, how can you compete with me?" the Heaven Smiting Saint said jokingly.

"as you wish."

Lin Chen snorted coldly upon hearing this, and then he activated the blood of the Life God Clan. Suddenly, the whole body was surrounded by the energy of life, and a large white light was woven. The whole person had a noble temperament and extraordinary aura, and his strength increased by more than double.

Then, he steadied his steps, held the sword with both hands, and prepared to counterattack, but suddenly two chirping sounds came from the sky.

I saw that the two wind gods moved together with the vortex of the Holy Tribulation of Wind, and they happened to attack Lin Chen at this time.

"Get out of the way."

Lin Chen shouted softly, and the Dragon Sword swept upwards, directly slashing out a gray sword energy full of chaos.

This is the sixth style of the Hun Tian Divine Sword, the Hun Tian Divine Sword.

Yin!

With the high-pitched sword chant resounding through the sky, the Hun Tian Divine Sword easily killed the two wind gods like a knife cutting butter.

But before he put away the sword, he heard a rumble, and the world in front of him turned red and black.

With a hasty glance up, Lin Chen saw the Killing Demon Cauldron coming from the left front, with amazing power, and the void was shattered in a large area, making a piercing sound.

The speed was too fast, and Lin Chen decisively evolved the Wings of Life, and with a swish, he dragged a white light and flew out to avoid it.

But while dodging, he saw the defensive formation guarding the Holy Demon City was destroyed by those demons.

There was no way, that defensive formation, although it was of the middle grade of the Supreme Heaven, could not withstand the ruthless attack of more than a dozen six-tribulation holy gods.

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