Nine real dragons, like divine swords, soared into the sky, and bombarded with endless murderous aura, making loud rumbling noises.
The sound of dragon chant, sword whistling, and shouts of killing are mixed together like a symphony, but the sword aura and murderous aura are raging, forming a picture scroll of gold and iron horses.
There was another loud noise in the sky, as if it had been pierced through, and a beam of energy beams as high as ten thousand feet spread out, shining with sword light, blood light and silver light.
The entire sword stage rang, and the colorless and transparent defensive cover hummed, rolling up thousands of ripples and spreading to Lin Chen and Shengzi Cang Ao.
Cang Ao Shengzi's dragon eyes were round, his face was tense, his robe was cracked, the palm of his hand holding the dragon pattern sword began to tremble, his chest heaved and fluctuated, and became more and more urgent.
Lin Chen's face was pale, his eyes were murderous, and the dragon sword in his hand criss-crossed, killing all directions, constantly chopping on the dragon sword.
Shengzi Cang Ao retreated steadily, kept falling, wanted to resist, but felt powerless, his face gradually showed bitterness, and said in a difficult tone: "How is it possible? Your spirit and speed are not as good as mine"
Before he could speak, he saw a terrifying wave of killing swords surging from the Dragon Sword, heading straight for the sword in his hand, and spreading towards his arms.
Soon, Shengzi Cang Ao felt his chest was hit hard, his internal organs were distorted, his qi and blood stagnated, his energy and spirit were instantly suppressed, and there was only the sound of killing in his mind.
There was a chill in his heart, his limbs trembled crazily, and all the strength in his body collapsed. With a bang, he fell headfirst and fell to the sword platform.
The sword platform was smashed by him with a dull bang, the dragon-patterned sword in his palm fell, and a spark was produced when the sword tip touched the platform, and disappeared like a flash in the pan.
Swish!
Seeing this, Lin Chen, who swooped down, retracted the Dragon Sword, drew a bloody half-arc in the sky, and stood in midair again, his clothes crackling.
With a breath in his whole body, the way of swordsmanship and the divine way of killing returned to his body, and the murderous aura suspended in mid-air suddenly fell like a torrential rain.
The sword platform was instantly dyed blood red, but it was quickly blown by the sword wind and disappeared without a trace, and the entire space of the sword platform became calm and bright.
However, there was a low sound of gasping for air quickly outside the sword platform, and a sound of gasping for air outside Zishan Mountain. Most of the disciples stared at Lin Chen dumbfounded, speechless in shock.
Liangyi Sword Emperor and the others almost held their breath. After looking at each other, they realized that Lin Chen had defeated Shengzi Cang Ao, and immediately cheered for him.
"He, he won?"
The Son of Blood Sin and the others stared wide-eyed and stuttered, a little unbelievable.
"Sacred Son Cang Ao lost so miserably?"
Shengzi Yunfeng glanced at the embarrassed figure, then looked at Lin Chen in mid-air, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration: "Shengzi Tianjian, I'm not mistaken, you are a formidable opponent."
"Sacred Son Qiantian, I take back my previous evaluation of this Holy Son of Heavenly Sword. He is also very courageous in fighting opponents head-on." Shengzi Chongtian praised.
"I didn't expect him to win again. This time, his opponent is still Shengzi Cang Ao."
The Son of Yanghe suppressed the surprise on his face, and said with emotion: "Judging from the previous Zishan Discussion of Swords, it is rare for the Son of the Void God Emperor to reach the semi-finals, but he has done it, and he can be called a dark horse."
Shengzi Qiantian withdrew his gaze and said to them: "Frankly speaking, I am also a little surprised. He defeated Shengzi Cangao in such a state, and he has not suffered much damage."
At this time, Zhang Si of 75z*w.com. The Son of Yanghe nodded, and the Son of Chongtian patted his forehead and said: "It's a pity that such a genius is not the Supreme God Emperor, otherwise we can compete happily." The words were full of regret.
Shengzi Qiantian and Shengzi Yanghe looked at each other, but felt that if Lin Chen was the Supreme God Emperor, he would definitely be a great enemy.
"I'm waiting for the original god emperor to have one more opponent."
All the primordial god emperor sons looked at each other, more or less afraid of Lin Chen.
"Is this the power of the fifth form of killing spirits?"
Lin Chen, who was in mid-air, looked at the Youlong Sword in his hand, and recalled the scene just now, he couldn't help but secretly startled.
It turned out that in addition to comprehending the sixth level of the Void Spirit Qiankun Sword, he also comprehended the last move of the Heavenly Killing Spirit Sword.
This is the first time he has used it, and its power is much greater than expected, more than double that of the sixth level of the Void Spirit Qiankun Sword.
Lin Chen showed a smile on his face, and secretly said: "It's not in vain for my comprehension that I forgot to sleep and eat."
Suddenly, the voice of the Twelve Elders came: "The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword won."?Looking at Lin Chen, a look of approval appeared on his face.
The First Elder, the Second Elder, and the Seventh Elder also looked sideways at Lin Chen, and felt that it was a wise decision to make an exception and accept Lin Chen, who was in the realm of the Chaos God Emperor, as the Holy Son.
Holy Son Cang Ao, who fell on the opposite side of the sword platform, heard the voice of the Twelve Elders, sighed secretly, and immediately staggered to his feet with his sword in his hand.
He looked at Lin Chen, clasped his hands laboriously and said, "Son of Heavenly Sword, I'm convinced. You didn't use that Hong-level high-level divine technique, and I'm no match for you."
"Thank you, in terms of physical strength, you are much better than me." Lin Chen smiled.
"I'm even more ashamed when you say that. Let's stop talking. Congratulations on reaching the semi-finals."
Shengzi Cang Ao shook his head and smiled, then cupped his hands, turned and left, his back was a little bent, and he looked a little slumped.
"Is it the semifinals?"
Lin Chen murmured, immediately put away the Youlong Sword, swished it, and left the sword platform with a flash of sword light.
This time, there were more voices congratulating Lin Chen. In addition to many sons of the void god emperor, there were also many more sons of the original god emperor.
Sitting on the other side of Zishan, Shengzi Qiantian also nodded to Lin Chen with a smile to express his congratulations.
Lin Chen nodded and responded with a smile, which made Shengzi Yunfeng see it and envy him in his heart: "Shengzi Tianjian, I didn't expect that even Shengzi Qiantian was so optimistic about you."
"We met once before, so we should pay more attention to me." Lin Chen smiled.
"Tsk tsk, Shengzi Qiantian's eyesight is famous in our Shengziyuan. He is so optimistic about you, so I have to take your opponent seriously." Yunfeng Shengzi said jokingly.
"Then you have to advance first." Lin Chen joked.
"In this case, even if the opponent is the Supreme God Emperor, I will fight hard." Shengzi Yunfeng looked serious and said seriously.
强牺 miaoshuyuan.com 读牺。 Lin Chen smiled , suddenly let out a sigh, looked at the sword platform, Yunfeng Shengzi also looked over, and said: "Is it the Mingye Shengzi?"
I saw the Son of the Underworld wearing a black cloak, like a god walking in the dark, he was calm and calm in the opponent's attack.
His swordsmanship is weird, unpredictable, erratic, elusive, like a ghost, making the opponent hard to guard against, and soon exhausted and defeated.
"The Holy Son of the Dark Night wins!"
Hearing the voice of the Twelve Elders, Yunfeng Shengzi said to Lin Chen: "He has also entered the semi-finals, which is expected."
Lin Chen nodded and said: "That's true, but the scary thing about him is that the same sword technique was used in all three competitions."
"How can it be?"
Shengzi Yunfeng almost lost his voice.
"His swordsmanship has many changes and has many changes, so it looks different from the appearance, and it is easy to be mistaken for several swordsmanship." Lin Chen explained.
To control the big and to control the owl. "But you can still see it, Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, you make me feel a little scared." Holy Son Yunfeng looked at Lin Chen and said with a complicated expression