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Chapter 947 Good Sword

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    "Lin Chen, you evil beast, Lin Ang is your seventh uncle!"

    "A treacherous and evil thief who dehumanizes so much cannot be considered a human being!"

    When the children of the Lin family heard what Lin Chen said, they were instantly furious, pointing at Lin Chen and yelling curses.

    Even Lin Zhan couldn't help but said: "Lin Chen, tell him to stop! Lin Ang is your elder. If you let an outsider kill your seventh uncle, if word spreads, you will be infamy for the rest of the world!"

    "so what?"

    Lin Chen didn't care and said: "That sword strike just now, if it weren't for the powerful body refining technique that Ling'er practiced, then both she and I would have died under Lin Ang's sword. The funny thing is, at that time, you had  You were able to stop him, but you allowed Lin Ang to draw his sword, and now you remember that he is my seventh uncle?"

    Lin Zhan was startled, with a look of struggle in his eyes.

    He couldn¡¯t just sit back and watch Xia Jie kill Lin Ang, but he also didn¡¯t want Lin Chen to die.

    Lin Chen¡¯s mouth showed an icy chill.

    Don¡¯t say that he didn¡¯t grow up in the Lin family. Even if he grew up in the Lin family, if Lin Ang dared to touch Qin Zhongling, he would still kill him without hesitation.

    In the eyes of others, he deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, and was treasonous, but Lin Chen never cared.

    "The mouth is on other people's bodies, and he has no control over what others want to say."

    The evil god looked at Lin Chen in surprise, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, as if he had found someone of the same kind.

    In the past, he was willing to cooperate with Lin Chen simply because he wanted Lin Chen to release him from the secret realm of the sea of ??clouds, but now, he really started to appreciate Lin Chen.

    Xia Jie strode towards Lin Ang without saying a word.

    "Beast, I don't care what kind of dog you are, but do you think that I, the mighty God of War, will be killed by you so easily?"

    Lin Ang was trapped in the cage, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared.

    Whoops!

    A long sword flew directly out of Lin Ang's mouth. The cold light on the blade was breathtaking and flew wildly. Almost in the blink of an eye, it directly chopped the cage imprisoning him into pieces!

    Xia Jie let out a light sigh as his soul power dispersed.

    "This is the ancestral home of the Lin family. Brothers, go up together and kill this inhuman thing, and then deal with Lin Chen!"

    Lin Han shouted loudly, flew up from the seat, took out a spear in his hand, came to Lin Ang, and said: "Old Qi, brothers will not watch others bully you!"

    "Thank you, third brother."

    Lin Ang's eyes showed emotion, he reached out to catch the sword, and sneered: "But, I can deal with this ghost by myself. I, the God of Wind, am not in vain. Look at how I use the sword in my hand."  Swift Wind Sword, kill him!"

    Before he finished speaking, Lin Ang was like a strong wind, with the long sword in his hand, it instantly turned into a rain of swords, blowing towards Xia Jie.

    Lin Han and other Lin Family Martial Gods stood on the spot. Although they did not take action, they sealed all the entrances and exits of the main hall, surrounding Lin Chen, Xia Jie and others.

    Countless sword rains flew around Xia Jie, and soon smashed Xia Jie's black robe into pieces, and a human-shaped black mist was exposed in front of everyone.

    "good!"

    Lin Hang and others¡¯ eyes lit up and they clapped their hands.

    Originally, when Xia Jie made his first move, he directly picked up Lin Ang and threw it away, as if he was completely crushing him. Later, he casually shot out a burst of soul power and turned it into a cage, directly trapping Lin Ang in it, which made people subconsciously  Xia Jie was far more powerful than anyone else. He was at the third level of the Martial God Realm and had no power to fight back in front of him.

    But now, Lin Ang held the Swift Wind Sword in his hand and beat Xia Jie back repeatedly, leaving him unable to parry.

    The evil god's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously approached Lin Chen and said, "Lin Chen, this Xia Jie was a powerful man who suppressed his entire life before ancient times. Why is he being suppressed and beaten by Lin Ang, a mere third-level Martial God realm?  "

    "yes!"

    Qin Zhongling also had a look of worry in his eyes.

    Lin Chen glanced at the evil god inexplicably and said: "Xia Jie has been dead for many years, and just his soul can fight with a master of the third level of the Martial God Realm for a long time. Isn't this powerful enough? If it were you, you would have died dozens of times."  Wannian, are you still capable of fighting?"

    Hearing this, the Evil God was stunned.

    After thinking for a moment, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "If I die, I will be lucky enough that my soul can survive for a hundred years. However, in this way, the ancient sacred tomb is really a magical place. Xia Jie has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and his soul  UnexpectedlyIt has not dissipated, and when I entered the Ancient God Tomb, I felt almost countless powerful auras from it. I really don¡¯t know who built the Ancient God Tomb.  "

    Although he was a little worried about Xia Jie's victory or defeat, he was not afraid.

    His true body is far away in the secret realm of the sea of ??clouds in the Eastern Wasteland.

    Even if everyone dies today, it doesn¡¯t matter to him. All he loses is a clone.

    What¡¯s more, this clone was refined by Lin Chen.

    Lin Chen shook his head and had no answer.

    He casually took out a long sword from the Qiankun Ring, threw it to Xia Jie, and said, "Go on."

    "What a sword!"

    Xia Jie's black shadow flickered, holding a long sword in his hand, and cut off Lin Ang's wind sword with one strike.

    Another sword swept out, as fast as lightning, and instantly slashed at Lin Ang's legs.

    Lin Ang was shocked, almost scared out of his wits. He retracted his legs as if he was electrocuted, and instantly stepped back more than ten steps. He looked at the sword in Xia Jie's hand with shock on his face. He felt his scalp numb and his back chilly.

    "What a great sword!"

    Xia Jie's hand, transformed into black mist, held the long sword tightly, lowering his head to look at the sword body carefully.

    On the sword body, it seems that the sun and the moon rotate alternately.

    The sun rises and sets, forever.

    He could vaguely feel that a powerful force seemed to be resurrecting in this long sword.

    "What kind of sword is this?"

    Lin Ang held the broken sword in his hand, filled with shock and anger. If he hadn't retreated quickly, he would have been cut off between his legs by the long sword. Then, Xia Jie could chop off his head with one more sword strike!

    Then he will die!

    Lin Zhan was also surprised and said: "Lin Ang's Gale Sword is a low-grade holy weapon, rare in the world. Even if it is a mid-grade holy weapon, it is impossible to cut off the Gale Sword directly. What is this sword?"

    Even someone as strong as Lin Yun was stunned at this moment.

    The effect of a good sword is vividly demonstrated in this battle.

    Xia Jie was using his bare hands and was beaten by Lin Ang. He had almost no power to fight back. However, after getting the long sword, he actually cut off Lin Ang's weapon with one move and forced Lin Ang back with another move.

    ?? Ice crystal-colored frost gushes out from the long sword.

    In an instant, frost filled the sky, sweeping across the land of China in all directions.

    "return!"

    Lin Chen¡¯s eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his hand to grab it. The sword instantly flew back into his hand and was stuffed directly into the Qiankun Ring.

    If the frost is allowed to scatter, I am afraid that all the powerful men in China will be attracted to it.

    "Silver frost, the sun and the moon alternate"

    The evil god looked at the Qiankun ring on Lin Chen's finger, his eyes widened in shock, and he said in shock: "Sun and Moon Sword!" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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