The three Sons of the Supreme God Emperor who did not make it into the top ten, apart from the Son of Winter's Coming, the other two are the Son of the Blood General who is ranked eleventh and the Saint Son of the Seven Nights who is ranked thirteenth.

Lin Chen had learned about it from Holy Son Yunfeng before. He knew that Holy Son Mingye had lost to Holy Son Winter Lin in the last Zishan sword debate.

The Holy Son of Winter is ranked fourteenth, and the Holy Son of Mingye is only the nineteenth. The gap is not as big as usual.

This is the reason why everyone is stunned. They feel that Saint Mingye is too miserable. How can he have any chance of winning against such an opponent?

Even though the strength he showed in the preliminary round was applauded, everyone thought he would lose to the Holy Son of Winterfall again.

The Holy Son of Winter has already ascended the sword platform. He is dressed in white clothes and his hair is white. His aura is very cold, his temperament is even colder, and his eyes are softer, but it is still difficult to conceal the cold qualities of his body.

In fact, the Holy Son of Mingye is also very cold, but his coldness is different from the coldness of the Holy Son of Winter, but as cold as the night and darkness.

Loneliness, loneliness, loneliness, these words are appropriate to describe him. When he stood on the sword platform, it made people feel this coldness even more.

The black cloak rustled, and the dark energy 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 take action." These three short words revealed boundless coldness.

The Holy Son of Donglin summoned a snow sword and said seriously: "This time, you made me feel the danger, so I will not hold back."

His voice was also cold, but not as cold as the night, but as cold as winter, as if telling the world that winter was approaching.

Snowflakes suddenly began to float 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 particles. When the Holy Son of Donglin swung his sword, it hit the Holy Son of Mingye like a rain of arrows. The bow was like a thunderbolt.

The seventh level of swordsmanship, the seventh level of snow divine way and the sixth level of wind divine way burst out from his body one after another, injected into the snow sword, and struck the Holy Son of Ming Ye with a swishing sound.

At this time, ice particles began to fall from the sky above Mingye Saint Son, and heavy snow drifted. His hair and clothes all showed signs of being frozen.

But as a majestic energy and blood force emanated from his body, like a blazing fire, the ice particles and snowflakes turned into water vapor.

The sky that was originally dyed pure white by snowflakes was instantly covered in darkness under his sword, and the location was as silent as a snowy night.

In the next moment, the three divine ways of swordsmanship, netherworld, and darkness emerged from his body, and they all reached the sixth level peak, causing quite a sensation.

The progress of this Holy Son of Mingye is indeed great!

Many disciples began to feel sorry for him and felt that if the Son of Winter was replaced by another Son of the Original God Emperor, it would be very likely to enter the finals.

Holy Son Yunfeng felt the same way, but suddenly he heard a murmur: "Maybe he may not be the loser."

He looked at Lin Chen with a look of surprise and asked in a low voice: "Sage of Heavenly Sword, do you think he can defeat Holy Son of Donglin?"

Lin Chen smiled when he heard this and said, "We'll find out after watching it."

Holy Son Yunfeng looked at Holy Son Donglin, and then shifted his gaze to Holy Son Mingye. He shook his head and said, "This is impossible."

However, what happened next on the sword platform was far beyond his expectation.

I saw the Holy Son of Mingye rushing out with his sword, like a dark god, approaching the Holy Son of Winter's Landing, causing the void where he was to turn 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 their mental power.

I could see the bright white sword energy bursting out continuously, tearing apart the darkness, but it was quickly swallowed up by the darkness, and the figure of the Holy Son of Donglin could be vaguely seen flickering, with snowflakes floating out.

Looking at the Son of Mingye again, there is no trace of him, as if he has completely disappeared. Only the Son of the Supreme God Emperor and some of the Sons of the Original God Emperor with strong enough spiritual power can see his figure.

Lin Chen was also in this group. He discerned that what enveloped the Holy Son of Ming Ye was not darkness, but a netherworld.

"It turns out to be Netherworld Shinto?"

Seeing this, Lin Chen was even more sure of Xian's judgment.

I saw that the netherworld was filled with all kinds of demons and ghosts, like a boundless army, drowning the Holy Son of Winter's Coming.

But he is the Supreme God Emperor after all, with great strength and mastery of swordsmanship. He quickly eliminated some demons and ghosts, but was soon overwhelmed again.

After repeating this scene for more than ten times, Lin Chen noticed that the Holy Son of Donglin was completely submerged.

However, he was not defeated yet. The whistling and loud noises of swords continued to be heard in the netherworld, and a stream of cold sword energy burst out, penetrating into the darkness.

This process lasted for about a cup of tea before gradually stopping. The sword platform, which had been making a loud noise just now, fell into a state of absolute silence.

"Failed?"

The Holy Son of Yanghe, the Holy Son of Wanjian and the Holy Son of Chongtian were all greatly surprised. There was a look of disbelief on their faces, which made many of the original God Emperors and the Holy Sons of the Void God Emperor look confused.

What's going on?

The disciples outside Zishan, let alone the disciples outside Zishan, looked at the expressions of Holy Son Yanghe and others, and they all looked confused and asked in confusion: "Who lost? Holy Son Mingye?"

No one answered, but the answer was soon revealed. The darkness on the sword platform receded like a tide. After everyone saw clearly, they all shouted: "How is it possible?"

At this time, Holy Son Yunfeng also said the same thing and stood up. There were not a few Holy Sons of the Original God Emperor who lost their composure like him.

Holy Son Xuhuai, Holy Son Qiantian and Holy Son Killer did not speak, but their eyes and expressions also changed slightly.

"As expected."

Lin Chen looked as usual, but there was also a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Haha, this competition is a bit unexpected." The First Elder looked at the Second Elder and others and said with a smile while stroking his beard.

"Mingye has made rapid progress, and this time he has the strength to compete for the top ten."

The second elder and others all nodded and looked at Holy Son Mingye approvingly.

The Twelve Elders announced at the right time: "The Holy Son of Mingye wins!"

Whoosh!

Upon hearing this, Holy Son Ming Ye bowed to him, the Great Elder and others, then turned and left the sword platform.

Just behind where he was standing just now, the Holy Son of Winter's Landing was lying in a miserable condition, his clothes were torn, his face, shoulders, and abdomen were all covered with sword marks, his face was bloodless, and his lips were chapped, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

When everyone saw his miserable appearance, it was difficult to connect him with his former self. They even felt like he was in a dream, and their minds were full of doubts.

Why did he lose?

Holy Son Yunfeng looked at Lin Chen and asked in disbelief: "Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, you had expected this?"

"I expected it, but I didn't expect it either."

Lin Chen said without thinking. Seeing that Holy Son Yunfeng was puzzled, he explained: "I expected that he could defeat Holy Son Donglin, but I never expected that he could win so cleanly."

Holy Son Yunfeng was stunned for a moment and said: "When he fought with Holy Son Donglin just now, I could feel how terrifying he was, but how he did it, I didn't see."

Lin Chen said calmly: "He integrated the Dark Shinto into the Netherworld Shinto."

"How is that possible?"

Holy Son Yunfeng lost countenance and said a little incoherently: "The Netherworld Divine Way is extremely difficult to understand. If you want to integrate the Dark Divine Way, no one can do it."

"This is something I didn't expect."
Chapter completed!