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- The three Supreme God Emperor Sons who did not enter the top ten, except Donglin Son, the other two are the eleventh-ranked Blood General Son and the thirteenth Seventh Night Son.
Lin Chen had learned about it from Yunfeng Shengzi before. He knew that Mingye Shengzi had lost to Donglin Shengzi in the last Zishan sword debate.
The Son of Winter's Landing is ranked fourteenth, and the Son of Ming Ye is only ranked nineteenth, the gap is not so big.
This is the reason why everyone was stunned. They felt that the Holy Son of Ming Ye was too sad. How could he have any chance of winning when he met such an opponent?
Even though the strength he showed in the preliminary round was applauded, everyone thought that he would lose to the Son of Winter's Landing again.
The Holy Son of Winter's Landing has already stepped onto the sword platform. He is dressed in white clothes, his hair is also white, his breath is very cold, his temperament is even colder, and his eyes are softer, but it is still difficult to conceal the coldness of his body.
In fact, the Holy Son of Ming Ye is also very cold, but his coldness is different from that of the Holy Son of Donglin, but as cold as the night and the darkness.
Lonely, lonely, lonely, these words are used to describe him, it is appropriate, when he stands on the sword stage, it makes people feel this kind of cold.
The black cloak fluttered, and the dark air surged from his body and gathered in the sky above his head, looking cloudy and terrifying.
He flicked his sleeves, took out a pitch-black magic weapon, and pointed at the Holy Son of Donglin: "Let's do it." Three short words revealed boundless coldness.
The Holy Son of Winter's Landing called out a snow sword, and said seriously: "This time, you make me feel dangerous, so I won't keep my hand."
His voice is also very cold, but not the coldness of the night, but the coldness of the winter, as if telling the world that the winter is coming. 强牺 lingchenks.com 读牺
Snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, becoming more and more dense, and soon turned into heavy snow, covering the sword platform with a thick layer of snow.
The air inside the sword platform was frozen and turned into ice grains. Son Donglin swung his sword and hit Holy Son Ming Ye like a rain of arrows. The bow was like a thunderbolt.
The seventh sword, the seventh snow and the sixth wind burst out of his body one after another, poured into the snow sword, and slammed at the son of the night.
At this time, ice particles also fell in the sky above the Holy Son of the Night, and there was heavy snow. His hair and clothes showed signs of being frozen.
But following a majestic force of energy and blood emanating from his body, after burning like a raging fire, the ice particles and snowflakes all turned into water vapor.
The sky that was originally dyed pure white by snowflakes was instantly covered by darkness under his sword, and the position he was in was as silent as a snowy night.
In the next moment, the three divine ways of swordsmanship, darkness, and darkness all manifested from his body, and they all reached the sixth peak, causing quite a stir.
The progress of this Son of the Night is indeed great!
Many disciples began to feel sorry for him, and felt that if the Holy Son of Winterfall was replaced by other primitive god sons, it would be very likely to enter the finals.
Shengzi Yunfeng also thought so, but suddenly heard a murmur: "Perhaps he may not be the loser."
He looked at Lin Chen, showing surprise, and asked in a low voice: "Son of Heavenly Sword, do you think he can defeat the Son of Winter's Landing?"
Lin Chen smiled when he heard the words, and said, "We'll know after watching."
Shengzi Yunfeng looked at Shengzi Donglin, then turned his gaze to Shengzi Mingye, shook his head and said, "This is impossible."
However, what happened next on the sword stage far exceeded his expectations.
I saw the Holy Son of the Dark Night rushing out with a sword, like a dark god, approaching the Holy Son of Winterfall, making the void he was in completely black.
The entire sword platform seemed to have turned into a dark space, invisible to the naked eye, and everyone could only watch the battle with mental power. This time lingchenk s*.com* Zhang Si
I saw the bright white sword energy bursting out continuously, tearing the darkness, but was soon swallowed by the darkness, and the figure of the Son of Winter's Landing could be vaguely seen flickering, and snowflakes drifted out.
Looking at the Holy Son of Ming Ye again, there is no trace of him, as if he has completely disappeared. Only the Holy Son of the Supreme God Emperor and a part of the Holy Son of the Primordial God Emperor with sufficient spiritual power can see his figure.
Lin Chen was also on the list, and he discerned that it was not darkness that shrouded the body of the Holy Son of the Ming Ye, but a nether world.
"It turned out to be the Nether God?"
Seeing this, Lin Chen became more certain of his first judgment.
I saw that ghostThe world is full of all kinds of demons and ghosts, like a boundless army, drowning the Son of Winterfall.
However, he is the supreme god emperor after all, with great strength and profound swordsmanship. He quickly cut off some demons and ghosts, but was quickly submerged again.
After repeating this scene more than ten times, Lin Chen noticed that the Son of Winter's Landing was completely submerged.
However, he was not defeated yet. Sword howls and loud noises continued to be heard in the nether world, and bursts of cold sword energy burst out, piercing the darkness.
This process lasted for about a cup of tea, and then gradually stopped. The sword stage, which was still loud just now, fell into a state of absolute silence.
"Defeated?"
The Son of Yanghe, the Son of Wanjian, and the Son of Chongtian were greatly surprised, with somewhat unbelievable expressions on their faces, which made many primordial god emperors and the saint sons of the void god emperor look puzzled.
what's the situation?
Not to mention the disciples outside Zishan, looking at the expressions of Yanghe Shengzi and the others, they all looked dazed, and asked in puzzlement: "Who is defeated? Mingye Shengzi?"
No one answered, but the answer was soon revealed. The darkness on the sword platform receded like a tide. After everyone saw it clearly, they all cried out: "How is it possible?"
At this time, Shengzi Yunfeng also said the same thing, and stood up. There are not a few holy sons of the original god emperor who lost their composure like him.
The Holy Son of Huanhuai, the Holy Son of Qiantian, and the Holy Son of Killing did not speak, but their eyes and expressions also changed slightly.
"Sure enough." Zhi Da Zhi Xiao
Lin Chen looked as usual, but there was also a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Hehe, this competition is a bit unexpected." The First Elder looked at the Second Elder and the others, and stroked his beard with a smile.
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"Mingye has made rapid progress, and this time he has the strength to compete for the top ten."
The Second Elder and the others all nodded, and looked at the Son of Ming Ye approvingly.
The Twelve Elders announced at the right time: "The Holy Son of Mingye wins!"
Swish!
Hearing the words, the Holy Son of Ming Ye bowed his hands to him and the Great Elder and others, then turned and left the sword platform.
Just behind where he was standing just now, Shengzi Donglin was lying in a state of embarrassment, his clothes were torn, his face, shoulders, and abdomen were covered with sword marks, his face was even more bloodless, his lips were chapped, as if he had suffered a serious illness.
Seeing his miserable appearance, it was difficult for everyone to connect him with the previous him. They even felt like dreaming, and their minds were full of doubts.
How did he lose?
The Son of Yunfeng looked at Lin Chen, and asked in disbelief: "Son of Heavenly Sword, you have expected it a long time ago?"
"I expected it, but I didn't expect it."
强牺  kanzongyi.cc 读牺。 Lin Chen said without hesitation, see Yunfeng Shengzi Puzzled, he explained: "I expected him to defeat the Son of Winterfell, but I never expected him to win so cleanly."
Shengzi Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, and said: "When he fought against Shengzi Donglin just now, I could feel his terror, but I didn't see how he did it."
At this time .com Zhang Si. Control the big and control the owl. Lin Chen said calmly: "He integrated the dark divine way into the nether divine way."
"How can it be?"
Shengzi Yunfeng turned pale, and said incoherently: "The divine way of the nether world is extremely difficult to comprehend. If you want to integrate the divine way of darkness, no one can do it."
"This is also where I didn't expect it."
Lin Chen smiled, showing a trace of memory and said: "After practicing for so long, this is the first time I have seen someone integrate the dark divine way into the Nether divine way."
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