"The elders and disciples of Yuantian Sword Sect obey the order and stop that kid at all costs."
The three old men with green hair were very cautious. Knowing that Lin Chen was about to run out of energy, they didn't dare to act rashly, so they ordered to stop Lin Chen first.
"The elder disciples of Vajra Buddha Sect act quickly and intercept the Tianjian boy."
The Four Great Sacred Monks were also extremely afraid of Lin Chen, for fear of following in the footsteps of the Holy Buddha. After all, they were not as powerful as the Holy Buddha. It would be bad if the child retaliated when he was about to die.
All seven of them are holy gods of the Four Tribulations. Even though they were injured, they still had strength. Suddenly, the sound waves rolled forward like a tide, passing forward.
"What? The Supreme Elder ordered us to intercept that day's Sword Saint? Isn't this called telling us to die?"
"Elders, the four holy monks also ordered me to intercept the Heavenly Sword donor, but the holy Buddha was injured, so how can we be his opponent?"
"Everyone be quiet, please listen to me. Although this son injured the Holy Buddha, he was also injured, and his holy power was exhausted. Now that his strength has plummeted, we should still be able to hold him back."
Tens of thousands of miles ahead, the elders of Yuantian Sword Sect and Vajra Buddha Sect were still recovering from their wounds. When they heard the order, they all looked at each other in blank dismay. After arguing for a while, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and stop Lin Chen.
The Holy Maiden of Tianlian was shocked, and she said like a dream: "I didn't expect that the three Supreme Elders and the five seniors of the Holy Buddha would not be able to keep that Heavenly Sword Master. He is really too strong."
"That is the supreme treasure of the middle grade, with boundless power, but it is unbelievable that he can exert such great power, which is too unreasonable."
Shengzi Jianwu sighed and nodded, and immediately said seriously: "Junior Sister, since the order of the three Supreme Elders has been issued, we cannot disobey it, let's go."
Facing the gentle eyes of the elder brother, Tianlian Saintess felt very warm, and flew out beside him, her white skirt fluttering, graceful, pure and moving.
"Amitabha, fellow apprentices, let's go too."
Lingxin Buddha clasped his hands together, nodded to the wrathful Wufo and the others, and then walked out first, the Buddha's light bloomed under his feet, and lotuses grew at every step, showing the meaning of peace.
"The Holy Buddha is wrong."
The wrathful Wufo and the others looked at each other, sighed in their hearts, followed the pace of the Lingxin Buddha, each eye firmly took out the natal Buddhist soldiers, and looked ahead.
I saw two elders who came to the door gathered, as many as forty people, three or five formed an formation, and arranged a large number of formations, trying to block Lin Chen's way.
Soon, I saw Lin Chen staggering towards him, with a haggard face, without a trace of blood, and blood stains on the corner of his mouth, staining his chapped lips red.
His holy power was greatly damaged, and the wings of life on his back were dim. Thanks to the operation of his godless physique, he was able to barely maintain it by constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of the world and replenishing it.
If it weren't for this, after he hit Vajra Immovable Buddha severely with his sword, he would not choose to give up, but beheaded him in one fell swoop.
Seeing the gathering of holy gods in front of him, as well as the son of sword martial arts and the son of Lingxin Buddha, Lin Chen took a deep breath, opened the storage spirit ring, and threw out nearly seven low-grade supreme treasures.
Some of these supreme treasures come from Mojia, some from the Great Sage of Miemeng, and some from the collections of Sword Master Zhanluo and others. None of them are divine swords. Lin Chen doesn't need them, and they come in handy now.
Boom boom boom
I saw seven supreme treasures flying out, piercing the void, bringing out a roar, and then following Lin Chen's word "explosion", they all exploded.
"What? He actually blew up so many supreme treasures?"
"What a lunatic, no, what a prodigal, he ruined it for nothing."
"Stop talking, stop him quickly."
The two elders who came to the door were angry when they saw it, and they both felt flesh pain. They felt that Lin Chen was too prodigal, and it was not easy to refine one supreme treasure, let alone seven pieces, and he blew them all up.
Seeing this, Jianwu Shengzi and Lingxin Buddha believed that Lin Chen acted decisively.
Boom!
The seven supreme treasures blew themselves up, and immediately formed a destructive power. The divine light soared into the sky, covering thousands of miles of void like a tide, interweaving thunder and lightning, wind and fire, and pouring down torrents of water.
The two elders who came to the door desperately resisted, but they were all injured by Lin Chen before, and their strength declined. Even if they joined forces, they could not pose a fatal danger to Lin Chen.
The key point is that they became afraid of Lin Chen, lost their belief in fighting, and lost their courage. They just wanted to hold Lin Chen back, but they failed.
If they have the courage and conviction to fight to the death, then Lin Chen, whose strength has plummeted, has absolutely no chance of winning.
Boom bang bang
 "I saw a holy god being thrown out and thrown into the distance like sandbags, some had broken hands and feet, some spewed blood, and some fled in panic.
Lin Chen ignored it, flapped the wings of life and continued to move forward, and then saw the sword martial saint son and Lingxin Buddha son and others.
His eyes were calm, without stopping, and he asked as he moved forward: "Do you want to stop me, too?"
"The sect has an order, I dare not disobey it, Holy God of Heavenly Sword, please forgive me."
The sword martial saint son is handsome and handsome, and his whole body is magnanimous. After he bowed his hands to salute, he showed the pure Yang sword body, holding the Leiyang Jun sword and slashed at Lin Chen.
"Master Tianjian, I offended you."
The skirt of Tianlian Saintess is fluttering, holy and flawless, with a white lotus sword armor emerging from her slender and delicate body, holding a lotus heart sword in her jade hand, performing a sword song of the ethereal spirit, evolving the ethereal spirit of heaven and earth, meaning boundless and shapeless.
"The two immortal couples are both outstanding people, so why bother to help the evildoers?"
Lin Chen sighed, and waved his sword to meet him, but found that the swordsmanship used by the two was not as strong as in the Lingwu Daohui, so he couldn't help but understand.
"Thank you."
?With the sound transmission, Lin Chen didn't hold back his hand, and swung his sword across. The Emperor's God-Slaying Sword Qi emerged, like a purple dragon, and swept their brothers and sisters hundreds of miles away.
"Amitabha, the benefactor of the Heavenly Sword has killed a lot, and the crime is unforgivable."
?Lingxin Buddha's hands clasped together, the Buddha's mind is full, and the Great Zen Heart Sutra is activated, and magical powers such as Heart Buddha One Finger, Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong, Tathagata My Thousand Leaf Hands, etc. follow one after another.
The eyes of the wrathful Wufo and Tianjin Buddha are wide open, or like the wrathful King Kong, or like the Buddhist King Kong, with great magical powers and unparalleled bravery.
However, Lin Chen could clearly feel that the Lingxin Buddha, like the brothers and sisters of the Jianwu Shengzi, did not attack with all their strength, and immediately slashed across the sky, as if blocking the river, with a shocking momentum.
Boom bang bang
All kinds of supernatural powers exploded, and the disciples of Lingxin Buddha flew hundreds of miles upside down as if they had been hit hard, with sword marks all over their bodies, and the monk's robes were dyed bright red.
"Masters, thank you very much."
With Lin Chen's sound transmission, he vibrated the wings of life with all his strength, traveled through the space and escaped, and drew a long white air wave.
"Not good, let him escape."
The three green-haired old men chased up. Seeing Lin Chen go away, but couldn't catch up, they stopped hesitantly and went to rescue the sword martial saint son and the others.
"Lingxin, how are you injured?"
? Seeing this hesitation, the four holy monks did not chase after them, but went towards the Lingxin Buddha disciples who had fallen into the ground, lifted them up one by one, and fed them to the gods to heal their injuries.
After a while, the Holy Buddha of Vajra Buddha Sect came over with a gloomy expression, looked at the direction where Lin Chendun was going, remained silent, and said in his heart, "Who is the person who told the poor monk about this son's whereabouts? He must be with this My son has hatred, and now this son is running away, he must stand by and watch?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com