Peerless Sword God

"Nine Yang Yuan Guang Technique?"

The Lord of Cang Yuan and the five people of Fan Ling Saint showed a trace of surprise when they saw this. Seeing Lin Chen's gaze, they took the initiative to explain.

This is the clan-guarding magical power of Yuan Guang Blessed Land, which combines material and spiritual attacks, and can strengthen the divine body and restrain the magical power of darkness, the netherworld and poison, which is biased towards the Yin attributes.

Lin Chen was slightly moved. A magical power that combines four major functions should not be underestimated. He immediately cast his eyes on the battle stage.

I saw the Lord of Yuan Guang take a step, punch out his fists, and face the Thunder Heavenly Tyrant Spear head-on to block this attack.

And the Yuan Guang Cauldron suspended in the sky attracted nine suns and smashed towards Long Yuan crazily.

"A trifle."

Long Yuan smiled contemptuously, urged the Thunder Spirit Dragon Body, and attracted a magnificent scene of a group of dragons roaring, colliding with the nine suns.

I saw the suns were hit and exploded, and collapsed in the air. With a clang, the Yuan Guang Cauldron was also hit and rolled out.

Then, he brought the Thunder Sky Tyrant Spear and struck from top to bottom, piercing the chest of the Lord of Yuanguang.

Crack!

The golden armor covered with sun runes cracked, and the Lord of Yuanguang's fat face changed, and he retreated quickly, saying at the same time: "Long Yuan, you won."

"You know what's good for you."

Long Yuan smiled proudly, put away the Thunder Sky Tyrant Spear, and looked at the Lord of Yuanguang with a condescending look, as if he was looking at an ant begging for mercy.

The Lord of Yuanguang was not angry at all, smiled with his fat face, put away the Yuanguang Tripod, and left the battlefield.

"Brother won, I hope to be recognized by a certain ancient saint." Longchuan laughed.

"The Lord of Yuanguang is too weak, not as good as Motianming, I'm afraid there is little hope." Fengli shook his head.

"Ah! It seems so."

Longchuan was stunned for a moment and nodded.

Motianming is stronger than the Lord of Yuanguang. His elder brother defeated the other party without obtaining the inheritance of the ancient saint. How could he succeed in defeating the Lord of Yuanguang now?

As expected, Long Yuan was on the battlefield for a long time, but no ancient saint stood up.

"It seems that we still have to defeat the strong enemy."

Long Yuan murmured and disappeared on the battlefield.

Luo Shaobai and others looked calm when they saw this, as if they had expected it.

"Humph, this Long Yuan still wants to obtain the inheritance of the ancient saint, it's just a dream." Xiaohuo snorted.

"That's right."

Tianle and others laughed.

"You are dry-tongued."

Suddenly, there was an unkind scolding.

Xiaohuo and others looked over and saw Long Yuan looking at them coldly, with eyes like looking at ants.

Xiaohuo choked and said: "You are dry-tongued, if you have the ability, challenge my father and see how he will deal with you."

"Well said, Long Yuan, you won't dare, right?"

Tianle and others laughed at them.

"Will I, Long Yuan, be afraid of him?"

Long Yuan glanced at Lin Chen, and then said to Xiao Huo and the others: "Next time, I will challenge him."

"Then you will humiliate yourself."

Xiao Huo and the others laughed.

Long Yuan snorted coldly, and said no more. Arguing with a few ants is just a waste of words and has no meaning.

Lin Chen saw this and said: "Okay, Tianle, you guys find a suitable opportunity to take action."

"Okay, boss." Tianle nodded.

"Who should we challenge?" Chaos Qingniu looked embarrassed.

"There are too many people, such as Mowu Shengzi, Xuewu Shengzi, Fengli, Longchuan, and Lingtian. We can challenge them. If that doesn't work, we can also challenge the four people of Brahma Spirit Saint." Xiao Huo said straightforwardly.

"Yes."

Chaos Qingniu nodded happily.

Tianle and the others seemed to be thinking about it. They thought it would be good if they could teach the five people of Mowu Shengzi a lesson. As for the four people of Brahma Spirit Saint, they are friends of the boss and can be considered later.

Just as Xiaohuo and Tianle were talking, a sonorous and powerful voice came from the battle stage:

"Luo Shaobai, come up and fight."

On the battle stage, there stood a tall young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing dark sword armor.

"It's Che Zhou from the Sword Spirit Star Region."

Lin Chen recognized him at a glance.

"Boss, Li Cang failed to challenge Luo Shaobai before, and this Che Zhou is here to challenge again. Do you think he can win?" Tianle asked in a low voice.

"I have never seen Che Zhou's swordsmanship." Lin Chen replied.

"In my daughter's opinion, there is little hope." Xiaohuo couldn't help but said.

Lin Chen didn't answer, but looked at Luo Shaobai.

He readily accepted Che Zhou's challenge, disappeared beside Hua Tianying, and appeared on the other side of the battle stage in a blink of an eye.

With a white dress as white as snow and a handsome appearance, Luo Shaobai really has the demeanor of a handsome young man.

With a smile on his face, he met Che Zhou's gaze and said in a cheerful and cheerful manner: "Your swordsmanship should be similar to that of Li Cang. Even if you dare to challenge me, you will only fail. Ji Xuan is barely qualified to compete with me."

As he said this, he glanced at Ji Xuan, and then said to Che Zhou: "If you don't want to humiliate yourself, you might as well admit defeat."

"Stop talking nonsense. I will only use one sword. If you can take it, I, Che Zhou, will admit defeat immediately."

Che Zhou snorted coldly, and a black divine sword emerged in his right palm. He exuded all kinds of power, and the sword, darkness, netherworld and the origin of the earth's holy way were running. The whole person's momentum rose to the peak.

"One sword? Hahaha, let alone one sword, even if I take ten or a hundred of your swords, what's the harm?"

Hearing this, Luo Shaobai laughed, raised his right hand, and the Shaoyang Sword emerged, pointing directly at Che Zhou, saying: "But it's not impossible to defeat you with one sword, so as not to waste my precious time."

Che Zhou was silent with a cold face, holding up the black divine sword with both hands, and the whole body was emitting a heavy and cold sword light.

The next moment, he merged with the sword and flew out. Below him was the muddy yellow earth, and above him was the interlaced darkness and the netherworld. He seemed to be a dark sword god who walked out of hell, both terrifying and gloomy.

Boom!

The black divine sword grew from small to large, increasing to a thousand feet, and slashed towards Luo Shaobai, and formed a spiritual projection. The same black divine sword slashed towards Luo Shaobai's spiritual world.

At this moment, the huge battle platform was in absolute darkness, invisible to the naked eye, and could only be seen with spiritual power.

"Boss, this Che Zhou's swordsmanship seems to be a little better than Li Cang." Tianle said when he saw this.

Xiaohuo and the others nodded in agreement. Lin Chen agreed, saying, "Although Che Zhou mainly practices the origin of the sword, he also has a high understanding of the origin of the netherworld holy way. The swordsmanship he displays is also from the netherworld, so the power is naturally not weak."

Tianle and the others looked enlightened and said, "I hope he can win. Even if he fails, let Luo Shaobai pay a price."

Lin Chen did not respond, but watched quietly, wondering what kind of swordsmanship Luo Shaobai would display when facing Che Zhou?

Buzz!

At the moment when Che Zhou slashed at Luo Shaobai, Luo Shaobai's whole body was shining with the sun sword light, destroying layer after layer of darkness, the netherworld, and even the earth was covered with spider web-like cracks.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Shaobai swung the Shaoyang Sword and displayed the magic swordsmanship that defeated Li Cang, Guixu.