"This is a powerful opponent who is not inferior to the Nine Sun God Emperor and the Nine Palaces Dragon Lord!"

Looking at the Shifang Sword Emperor, this thought flashed through Lin Chen's mind, and he immediately shook his head secretly: "No, as far as swordsmanship is concerned, the threat to me from the Shifang Sword Emperor is far greater than that of the Nine Yang God Emperor."

You must know that if there is a swordsmanship competition, one side's swordsmanship is stronger than the other's, so he can gain the upper hand by just using his swordsmanship without taking any action.

Even though Lin Chen had the confidence to fight against the genius of the One God Emperor, facing a monster like the Shifang Sword Emperor, he felt the pressure doubled.

Lin Chen thought to himself that if he had fought against the Shifang Sword Emperor, he would have already lost first in terms of swordsmanship alone.

Of course, if Lin Chen uses the blood of the Life God Clan, he should be able to fight against the Shifang Sword Emperor.

However, he was not completely sure!

"Unless I can understand the art of swordsmanship to the fourth level."

Lin Chen's eyes flashed and he turned to look at the Shinto Sect.

This Shinto Sect can allow the Shifang Sword Emperor to understand the way of swordsmanship to the fourth level. I wonder if it can also allow him to understand the fourth level?

"This Shifang Sword Emperor is such a monster! In our Holy Luo Dao Sect, even those swordsmanship elders who have cultivated to the realm of chaos beasts have not understood the swordsmanship to the fourth level!" Goddess Qingxuan paused with her hands, and said with a shocked face.

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The Buddha Sword Emperor and others nodded involuntarily, looking at the Shifang Sword Emperor in awe.

"The Dragon Emperor Qingming is no match for him."

The Desolate Halberd God Emperor said something, a wisp of fighting spirit flashed in his pupils, and murmured to himself: "I wonder how many rounds I can fight with him?"

"Swordsmanship doesn't mean everything. I, Qingming Dragon Emperor, may not be worse than this person."

Qingming Dragon Emperor in the crowd snorted, refusing to admit defeat, but in the depths of his pupils, a glimmer of fear flashed.

"The Sword Emperor of the Ten Directions has already understood the way of swordsmanship to the third level. Now, with the help of the power of the Shinto Sect, it is not surprising that he has understood the fourth level."

Jiuyang God Emperor played with the ring on his finger and said calmly: "However, he who has understood the way of swordsmanship to the fourth level will eventually become an obstacle for me to compete for the first place in this tea party."

"Senior Brother Jiuyang, you have already comprehended the Jiuyang Divine Way to the third level. With the help of the power of the Shinto Sect, you may not be able to comprehend the Jiuyang Divine Way to the fourth level." Zhenyang Sword Emperor complimented with a smile.

Mr. Tianji and other geniuses of the Divination Clan all agreed with their faces, obviously recognizing what he said.

After all, in terms of talent, Jiuyang Divine Emperor is also among the peerless geniuses, and he is among the best among the peerless geniuses.

After hearing the words, Emperor Jiuyang stopped fiddling with his fingers and looked up at the majestic Shinto Gate. The breeze blew the black hair around his ears, revealing a handsome face with a smile, giving people the feeling of holding a pearl of wisdom.

In the northwest corner, there is a beautiful woman with a devilish figure and all kinds of charms. She is the Wuhua Love Emperor of Nanzhou.

Her eyes were like spring water, containing infinite emotions. A colorful embroidered dress made her look like an oiran.

With a sweet smile, she lightly opened her red lips and said to a young man in gray clothes beside her: "Hateful Sword Crazy, I have told you before that Qinzhou is a land of crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and there are many evil-level swordsmen.

Genius, do you believe it now?"

The young man in gray, Hentian Sword Chi, is the genius of the Unified God Emperor second only to her in Nanzhou, and is also the number one swordsman. In terms of attack power, he is slightly better than her.

Hentian Jianchi is dressed in ordinary clothes, but his aura is extraordinary. He has a fearless posture belonging to a sword cultivator, like a divine sword that is about to break through the sky, which no one dares to underestimate.

Hearing what Emperor Wuhuaqing said, Hentian Jianchi snorted coldly and said: "Swordsmanship is only a part of strength, not absolute. When it comes to swordsmanship, he may not be able to beat me."

Geniuses are all proud, and swordsmanship geniuses are even more proud. They are full of confidence in their own swordsmanship, and Hentian Swordmaniac undoubtedly belongs to this category.

Therefore, even though he personally witnessed the Shifang Sword Emperor comprehending the way of swordsmanship to the fourth level, he was still not afraid of him and even wanted to compete with him in swordsmanship.

"Hateful Sword Crazy, I know your swordsmanship is very high, but when facing a swordsman monster like Shifang Sword Emperor, you must not be careless." Emperor Wuhua Qing reminded you.

"Don't worry, I have learned swords all my life and will never underestimate a powerful swordsman genius." Hentianjian said with a silly smile.

"If you know what's going on, I'll feel relieved."

Emperor Wuhuaqing nodded slightly and said: "We are here to participate in the tea party this time. On the one hand, we are competing for the spot of the enlightened tea tree. On the other hand, we are also representing our Nanzhou martial arts community to compete with the geniuses from various states. We must not lose Nanzhou.

face."

"Um."

Hentian Jianchi nodded solemnly, and other Nanzhou geniuses also nodded in agreement.

At the same time, the Duobao God Emperor of Daluo Xuantian Sect, Jiugong Longzun of Beast God Sect, White Bone True Monarch of Wanjie Valley, and others all looked at Shifang Sword Emperor seriously, regarding him as one of their powerful enemies.

"There are too many geniuses participating in the competition, and there are still so many people ahead of us. If we want to enter the Shinto Sect, it will probably be a few days later." The Desolate Halberd God Emperor looked around at the crowds of people and pondered a little.

Buddha Sword Emperor, Goddess Qingxuan and others all nodded when they heard this.

"It doesn't matter, let's just wait. Don't worry about being late for a good meal." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Amitabha, Heavenly Sword God Emperor, I haven't seen you for decades. I didn't expect you to have successfully entered the realm of God Emperor. It's really gratifying and congratulatory."

A young monk holding a wine gourd and a drunken face pushed his way through the crowd while exhaling the smell of alcohol with a smile.

He looked at Lin Chen, his expression changing from surprise to envy. After all, he had been cultivating to the level of half-step God Emperor for so many years, but he still had not broken through to the realm of God Emperor.

"Withered Wood Wine Monk, long time no see." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Kumu Wine Monk, are you here to attend the tea party too? You really haven't changed at all. You drink wherever you go." Goddess Qingxuan said with an ethereal laugh.

"He has been through wine and meat, and the Buddha has kept it in his heart." The Buddha Sword Emperor joked.

"Hey, Buddha Sword Emperor, you understand me."

The deadwood wine monk glanced at the Buddha Sword Emperor as if he were a close friend. Without wiping the taste of wine from his mouth, he said with a smile: "I have a senior brother who also wants to meet you. I have brought him here. I hope you can

Don’t be surprised.”

After saying this, he moved his body and saw a young and shameless young monk walking out from behind him. He held Buddha beads and clasped his hands together and said, "Little monk Zen, I have seen all the donors."

"Buddha Zen mind?"

The God Emperor of Desolate Halberd looked straight, raised his hands to the young monk Fozi Zenxin and said, "I have heard the name of Zenyungu Zenxin Master for a long time. I am a disciple of Shengluo Dao Sect. Please be polite."

The Buddha Sword Emperor, Goddess Qingxuan and others did not dare to neglect and returned the favor one after another.

After all, Fuzi Zenxin is not only the most outstanding disciple of the One God Emperor in Chanyungu Buddhism, but also a peerless genius as famous as the Nine Yang God Emperor, the Shifang Sword Emperor, and the Nine Palace Dragon Master.

Any practitioner who knows the Zen mind of Buddha will use one word to describe him after coming into contact with him:

Buddhism is boundless!

"I have met Master Zen Xin under the Heavenly Sword God Emperor."

Lin Chen also bowed his hand in return and immediately looked at the other person.

The first impression is that the Buddhist Zen mind is too young.

Judging from his appearance, he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a hint of childishness between his brows, as if he was a young monk who had just entered Buddhism.
Chapter completed!