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5947--Andrew Arrogant Sword Cultivator

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    As a genius of the Holy God of the Second Tribulation, Chi Hanzi would not have been afraid of such an attack at any other time, but now he was burnt to the point of embarrassment, with his hair and eyebrows burned off.

    I saw that his whole body was burned into charcoal red, emitting thick hot smoke, and with a "plop", he fell into the ground dripping with snow.

    The fire of the nine suns of Xiaohuo is so powerful that it melted the ice and snow within tens of thousands of miles, making the cold weather quickly become extremely hot.

    "Damn it, I, Chihanzi, have gone through hardships and survived many life and death crises, and I will never die here today."

    Filled with unwillingness, Chi Hanzi struggled to get up, turned into a cold wind and flew away, but unexpectedly, he was surrounded by seven elders of the Miemeng tribe wandering around.

    Just now when Lin Chen made a move, they had no chance. Now that they can finally make a contribution, how could they let Chi Hanzi go and immediately use their natal magic weapon.

    There was a silver halberd, a thundering furnace cauldron, and a golden axe, all of them fell down overwhelmingly, and Chihanzi fell to the ground again.

    "Pfft." Chi Hanzi fell to the ground on his back, spat out a mouthful of blood in pain, with blood foaming from his mouth, stared and roared, but was unable to get up again.

    "Haha, the scoundrel Chi Hanzi, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy?"

    Xiao Huo clapped his hands and laughed loudly, then patted his forehead and said, "Oh, Auntie, I forgot, you don't even have the strength to kneel on the ground now."

    Chi Hanzi's eyes were aggrieved when he heard the words, his breathing was short of breath, and his chest heaved violently.

    "Hmph, you are arrogant, continue to be arrogant?"

    Xiao Huo was angry at him again, and flew over with Daddy Cheap.

    "Please dispose of it, my lord."

    Seeing Lin Chen approaching, the seven elders of the Miemeng clan showed humble respect.

    "You are so presumptuous."

    But at this moment, there was a shout full of sword power.

    Moan!

    Accompanied by the sound of a sword whistling, seven cyan sword qi pierced through the air and flew towards them. They actually shuttled directly through the space with a speed as fast as lightning tearing through the sky.

    Behind the seven cyan sword auras, a man in tsing clothes emerged, with long light cyan hair, and sword brilliance lingering all over his body, like a divine sword soaring into the sky.

    "Qinghan Sword Master?"

    Seeing the approaching person, the seven elders of the Miemeng clan showed fear, and seeing the seven cyan sword qi that killed them, they hurriedly used their own divine soldiers to defend.

    Because the person here is Qinghan Sword Saint, the head of the Tianhan Seven Heroes. Although he has only survived two holy calamities like Chihanzi, his strength is comparable to that of the Three Tribulation Holy Gods.

    This kind of swordsmanship and this speed are simply astonishing. Even if the seven of them defended with all their strength, they were still at a disadvantage and were forced to retreat again and again.

    The key point was when they retreated, the ground where Chi Hanzi was lying on suddenly turned into ice, and diamond-shaped ice cones burst out, hitting them from bottom to top.

    "It's Bing Lingzi. He is best at concealment. He likes to attack sneakily. Dodge quickly."

    Seeing those diamond-shaped ice cones, the seven leaders of the Miemeng clan hurriedly merged with the divine soldiers of their own destiny, and escaped in a panic, but because of the threat of the seven blue sword qi, they were all slightly injured in the end.

    "Daddy, the villain's helper is here."

    Xiao Huo looked angry, and just about to hit the Seven Fiends Wind Blade, but was stopped by Lin Chen raising his hand.

    Lin Chen looked at the icy soil next to Chi Hanzi, and suddenly a crack in the ground about Zhang wide opened, and a young man with white eyebrows emerged from it, his temperament was as cold as ice.

    He is the Bing Lingzi mentioned by the seven elders of the Miemeng tribe, a genius of the Holy God of the Second Tribulation, and the Qinghan Sword Master, Chihanzi and Lanmengxuenu, who are also the Seven Heroes of Tianhan.

    Before he came out of the ground, Lin Chen found him, so he stopped Xiaohuo.

    "Tsk tsk, Chi Hanzi, you lost too badly, didn't you?"

    Bing Lingzi looked at him with great interest, with a bit of schadenfreude in his tone, but he didn't help him up.

    "Bing Lingzi, stop talking sarcastic."

    Chi Hanzi's pale face was ashen, he raised his finger to Lin Chen with difficulty, and said: "He is the evildoer of the human race, the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, but our news is wrong, he is not a half-step holy god, but a one-time holy god.  No matter how hard you try, you won't hurt him at all."

    "What? You were injured like this by him alone?"

    Bing Lingzi frowned his snow-white eyebrows. When he saw Chihanzi being besieged just now, he thought that he was outnumbered, but he didn't expect that he was injured by one person.

    He raised his head and looked at Lin Chen, whose body was like a sword. His eyes were like ice, without any hint of warmth, and his face became serious. This man was indeed the Holy God of Calamity.

    Suddenly, an emotionless voice came from behind him: "He should haveThe holy catastrophe that has passed through before.  "

    I saw the Qinghan Sword Saint coming, and behind him, there were two men and a woman, the other three of the Tianhan Seven Heroes, Miaoqing Tiannv, Frost Spirit Spear Saint, and Mirage Magic Saint, who were also the Holy Gods of the Second Tribulation  genius.

    "Senior brother Qinghan, you are finally here."

    Seeing the arrival of Qinghan Sword Master, Chi Hanzi showed a relieved expression, and his tone of speech was a little more respectful than that of Bing Lingzi.

    "Before you sent someone to notify us, we received news that a spaceship left from a barbarian World City and flew to Human Xueluo City. We guessed that the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor had appeared, so we rushed over immediately."

    Qinghan Sword Master explained, looked at Chihanzi and said: "You are seriously injured, don't move around for now."

    "Senior Brother Qinghan, don't worry, I understand my situation. That kid's swordsmanship is too strong, but he should not be as good as you, Senior Brother Qinghan." Chi Hanzi said.

    "Yes." Qinghan Sword Master nodded noncommittally, looked at Tiannv Miaoqing and said, "Junior Sister Miaoqing, you are good at alchemy, please heal Junior Brother Chihan immediately."

    "OK."

    Tiannv Miaoqing nodded.

    Qinghan Sword Master said to Bing Lingzi and the three of them again: "You will assist from the side."

    Bing Lingzi glanced at Chi Hanzi, and said with a smile: "Although I don't like this guy, we are all on our own, so we can't just watch him finish playing."

    Frost Spirit Gun Saint and Mirage Night Magic Saint also nodded with a smile.

    "Hurry up, lest Junior Brother Chihan's injuries get worse."

    Qinghan Sword Master left these words and walked towards Lin Chen.

    "Daddy, this guy looks a bit strong."

    Xiaohuo stared at Qinghan Sword Master with big eyes, feeling a pressure.

    Lin Chen said: "You and Yuan Xuesheng and the others back off for now."

    "Come on, Daddy."

    Xiao Huo clenched his small fists, made a sign of encouragement, and then retreated to the back with a smile and followed Primordial Blood Sage and the others.

    Seeing Lin Chen's arrangement, Qinghan Sword Master smiled and said: "You are very smart, you know that if I attack you, it will implicate them. In that case, why don't you just catch him without a fight?"

    "I'm afraid you don't have this strength." Lin Chen said lightly.

    "It seems that you are very confident?"

    While talking, the Qinghan Sword Master took out a deep blue natal sword, and said: "The name of this sword is Tianqing. After I stepped into the half-step holy god realm, I have been nurturing it until now, which is better than ordinary swords.  The supreme treasure of the low rank." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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