Peerless Sword God

It's so ridiculous.

Mo Chu felt as if he was in a dream. The human boy in front of him, who he had just regarded as the weakest, was actually so evil, which completely refreshed his previous understanding of the Seven Tribulations Holy God.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis and fear surged into Mo Chu's heart, and he suddenly remembered his experience of encountering demons in ancient times.

In that battle, he almost lost his life, but luckily he was saved by the clan leader and managed to survive.

Hundreds of millions of years have passed, and Mo Chu thought he had forgotten it, but he didn't expect that when facing Lin Chen, he would be reminded of it again.

"Damn it."

Mo Chu's face was gloomy and he felt like he was going crazy. He roared hysterically to vent the fear in his heart.

His eyes instantly turned red, and he wildly swung his fist towards the Heaven and Earth Sword Qi coming from above.

With a "clang" sound, his fists blocked the sword energy of heaven and earth. Mo Chu's spirit was shaken and he showed a joyful expression.

But the next moment, he saw the gloves covering his fists split in half, and with a pop, his fists were split open, and demonic blood splattered everywhere.

"How is that possible?"

Mo Chu was stunned for a moment, his red eyes widened, and he saw the sword energy split his chest, extending to his crotch, split into two parts, demon blood surged wildly, and his internal organs slipped out.

The key Dantian was also split in half, and the holy power, qi and blood, as well as the origins of various holy ways collapsed.

"I was careless and didn't hide."

Qi and blood surged from Mo Chu's mouth. He opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice. It was too late to resist.

Boom!

The power of the Heaven and Earth Sword Qi exploded from the inside of his demonic body, turning his entire body into ashes from bottom to top. The spiritual world was not spared either, and his energy, spirit, and other powers were instantly wiped out.

In a blink of an eye

In an instant, Mo Chu's entire body vanished into nothing, leaving only a red-black mist, filled with the pungent smell of blood.

At this moment, Nuo Da Xue Feng City was filled with deathly silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

After half a moment, there was a shout of applause: "Beautiful, Lin Chen, you are so awesome. You killed him as soon as the ancient sage told you to. You didn't embarrass Uncle Niu. It's a pity that Uncle Niu couldn't kill him with his own hands."

I saw the Chaos Green Ox laughing loudly, its chubby face flushed with excitement, and its mood was extremely joyful.

"Brother, are Brother Lin Chen's swordsmanship already so terrifying?" Chang Tian said with shocked eyes.

"Brother Lin Chen's swordsmanship is naturally impeccable, and the key is his actual combat experience, which is also extremely terrifying."

Yuan Hong marveled, and then explained in detail: "He first used his blood to suppress the bloodline of Demon Chu, then used the origin of Buddhism and the Holy Path of Light to restrain the origin of his demonic path, then used his magical powers to weaken and seal his vitality, and finally took advantage of His mind was in a state of confusion, and he used his sword skills to kill him with lightning speed. He was truly a man of heaven."

"Brother, are we right? Daoist Brother Tianjian killed that Mo Chu so quickly. That Mo Chu was no weaker than the War Eagle Queen." Motianshan's eyes widened and he said in shock.

"Yes, this Mo Chu's strength is indeed not weaker than that of the War Eagle Queen. Unfortunately, he underestimated Brother Tianjian from the very beginning."

Mo Tianming deeply agreed with this, and looked at Lin Chen with admiration, and then said: "Having said that, if Brother Tianjian doesn't have such strength, how can he kill the opponent? Our brothers can't do it, so the powerful Strength is the basis for Brother Tianjian to be able to kill the opponent."

"good."

Hearing this, not only Motianshan, but also Yuan Hong, Chang Tian, ​​Zhe Tian and Chaos Qingniu nearby all agreed.

"hiss!"

While Mo Tianming and others were talking, there was a sound of gasping from all directions, which lasted for a long time.

"Dead. That Lord Mo Chu is dead. He was killed by a sword from the Sword Saint that day."

Fear was like a plague, infecting the cultivators in the Blood Phoenix City. One after another, the ancestors of the Blood Phoenix Clan, the Evil Dragon Clan, the Thunder Elephant Clan, and even the Holy God were all horrified and lost their voices. Their whole bodies were trembling, and they were uncontrollably rising from the air falling into the street.

Long Ao swallowed his saliva, his teeth chattering and said: "How is it possible? Master Mo Chu is a half-step ancient saint, how could he be killed by this kid?"

"Lord Mo Chu actually died like this. Could it be that God wants to destroy my Xiaoling Star Territory?" Xiang Cheng said with a pale face, his head hanging down, and he was lost in his thoughts.

"Husband, Master Mo Chu is an envoy sent by the Divine Realm. Now he is brutally killed. The Divine Realm must be furious. What should we do?" Feng Rou's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly held her husband's trembling palm and said anxiously.

"What should I do? What should I do? I don't know. Who would have thought that that kid could kill Master Mo Chu."

Feng Zui smiled bitterly, looked at Lin Chen with awe, and said with a very bitter mood: "Perhaps, we were wrong from the beginning. We should never have provoked him, and that's why today's disaster happened."

Hearing what he said, Feng Rou and the surrounding Long Ao, Xiang Cheng and others felt filled with regret.

At this moment, the fear and regret of Feng Zui and the others were in sharp contrast to the joy of the six Motianming people.

At the same time, in the sky above Fengling Hall, the fan

In the temple shown in the portal, angry voices came from one after another.

"What? Mo Chu is dead? Although he is one of the weakest half-step ancient saints of the Troll Demon Wing Clan, he is still a half-step ancient saint after all. How could he be killed by a junior of the Seven Tribulations Holy God?"

"It is unbelievable that the dilapidated Tianhuang Holy State can actually give birth to such a genius in swordsmanship. In ancient times, they would definitely be amazing and talented people. It is a pity that they are not owned by our Great Wild God Realm."

"Yes, in my opinion, if we allow this son to grow up, he will become an obstacle for our Great Desolate God Realm to control the Tianhuang Holy State in the future. He must be eliminated."

…

A group of ancient saints were talking, especially the ancient saints from the Troll Wing Tribe who were the most angry. They all looked at the middle-aged man on the left among the three figures sitting above the hall, and said in a flurry of words:

"Patriarch, that boy killed Deacon Mo Chu, please send people down to capture and kill that brave boy, to avenge Deacon Mo Chu and comfort his spirit in heaven."

Seeing the clan leader raising his hand and pressing down, the Ancient Saint of the Troll Wing Clan calmed down.

This burly middle-aged man is the leader of the Troll Wing Tribe, Morong.

Demon Rong is sitting cross-legged on a cloud of demons, with a pair of demon wings behind his back. He has thick shawl black hair, his eyes are burning, and he is not angry and powerful.

"It has been hundreds of millions of years since the establishment of our Great Wilderness God Realm. There has never been an ancient saint who fell before. Deacon Mo Chu was the first. I am very sorry that he was killed today."

Mo Rong's face was neither sad nor happy, and he couldn't hear the joy, anger, sorrow or joy. As he spoke, he looked at the magic mirror suspended in the center of the hall.

This is the Void Magic Mirror, a supreme treasure with void attributes. It can reflect the Blood Phoenix City through that portal and incorporate everything in the city.

In the mirror, I see everything clearly.