"Shengzi Mingye has the strength to compete for the top ten positions!"

"Although I didn't understand this competition clearly, it doesn't stop me from admiring him. Defeating the Holy Son of Winter is something I can't even imagine."

"Saint Liyuan, Saint Yanqing and Saint Son Wanjian, who were among the top ten last time, also defeated Saint Son of Donglin, and now Saint Son of Mingye has also done it, which is amazing."

Inside and outside Zishan, there was one wave of discussion after another, all about the Holy Son of Mingye, while the Holy Son of Winter's Coming was reduced to his foil.

However, there was also a small group of disciples who sympathized with him. The majestic Son of the Supreme God Emperor ended up in the semi-finals, which could be regarded as breaking a record in previous Purple Mountain Sword Competitions.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, and the Supreme God Emperor is no exception." Holy Son Yunfeng sighed.

You must know that the Supreme God Emperor has already stood at the pinnacle of Qinzhou's martial arts world. To the outside world, he is definitely a well-deserved big shot and an amazing existence.

If the Holy Son of Donglin steps out, he will definitely be a peerless genius that everyone respects and admires.

However, in the current Zishan sword debate, he is just a loser.

The creed of respecting the strong in the martial arts world is vividly demonstrated at this moment.

What about a peerless genius?

What about the Supreme God Emperor?

If you fail, then you have no right to speak.

Lin Chen felt that the Holy Son of Donglin was not weak, at least he was stronger than the Seventh Death Guard who had fought against him. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and met the Holy Son of Mingye who was as capable as others.

Everyone was still discussing, but the competition on the sword stage did not stop. Soon, two more Holy Sons were selected by the Twelve Elders to compete on the stage.

"Saint Son of Ten Thousand Swords wins!"

"The Holy Son of Chongtian wins!"

"The Holy Maiden of Fantasy wins!"

…

In the blink of an eye, it’s the second day of the semifinals.

Lin Chen felt that the saints who were able to enter the top ten in the last Purple Mountain Sword Competition were all extremely talented and powerful, and could easily defeat their opponents.

Just when Lin Chen was sighing, the voices of the twelve elders spread throughout Zishan and beyond:

"The Holy Son of the Blood General versus the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword!"

Before he finished speaking, everyone looked at either the Blood General Holy Son or Lin Chen. The difference was that the disciples who looked at Lin Chen all had sympathetic expressions on their faces.

"Are you kidding? He actually competed with the Blood General Holy Son? Isn't this too unlucky and tragic?"

"Well, I just said that the Holy Son of Donglin was unlucky. Now I want to take it back because there is someone who is more unlucky than him. This person is the famous Holy Son of Heavenly Sword."

"I heard that when people are unlucky, they will choke to death if they drink water. I think they are probably talking about people like the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword. They are so unlucky that they meet the Holy Son of Blood General. What is he comparing to? Haha, who is he comparing to?

Weaker?"

"well!"

Liangyi Sword Emperor and Haiyuan Sword Emperor looked at each other and couldn't help but feel sorry for Lin Chen. They felt that if his opponent was the original God Emperor, he would have a good chance of winning, but his opponent was the Blood General Holy Son!

"Holy Son Qiantian, what do you think this time?" Holy Son Chongtian asked with a grin.

"It's a miracle if you win, but it's an honor if you lose." Holy Son Qiantian replied.

"Well, that seems to be the truth." Holy Son Chongtian was stunned for a moment, touched his forehead and said with a smile.

"There are no miracles, only failures." Holy Son Yanghe glanced at Lin Chen from a distance and said.

"Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, Holy Son of Blood General has a fierce offensive and vicious attacks. When you fight with him, you must give all your strength. It's best to show your trump card when you get on stage." Holy Son Yunfeng warned.

"Don't worry, I know he is a formidable opponent."

Lin Chen nodded, stood up and looked at the Blood General Holy Son walking towards the sword platform, and said with a smile: "I like challenging opponents, and fighting against the genius of the Supreme God Emperor is exactly what I am looking forward to."

"you……"

Holy Son Yunfeng did not expect Lin Chen to say these words, and wanted to persuade him again, but saw that Lin Chen had already walked towards the sword platform, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Obviously, like everyone else, he believed that Lin Chen was no match for the Blood General Holy Son.

The Blood General Holy Son was half a head taller than Lin Chen. He was wearing a set of blood armor, his arms were bare, and his muscles were strong, as if he contained an explosive power.

When others look at it, they can feel the powerful divine power on his body, as if a mountain stands in front of them, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Very strong!

Lin Chen felt that the pressure the other party put on him was far greater than that of Feng Huan Holy Son, and even more powerful than the Seventh Death Guard.

You know, he ranked eleventh in the last Purple Mountain Sword Competition.

In other words, he is just shy of being in the top ten.

Judging from the ranking, he is more powerful than the Holy Son of Winterfall.

Just when Lin Chen was observing him, he was also observing Lin Chen, and said with a heroic smile: "Sir of the Heavenly Sword, am I qualified to let you use that Hong-level high-level magic?"

After the words fell, his aura began to rise, and the blood energy surged and gathered in the sky above his head, like a sea of ​​blood, reflecting the void in all directions into blood red.

There was pungent blood spreading towards Lin Chen's direction, and he smelled it soon. At the same time, he felt that his body, energy and blood were being oppressed.

Lin Chen remained calm on the surface and laughed softly: "You can try it."

The words were very calm, but full of firmness, instantly dispelling the oppression of blood and turning the blood to make the Son's first move invisible.

"Hahaha, you are very brave, I like it."

The Holy Son of Blood General laughed, looked at Lin Chen with burning eyes, cupped his hands and said, "Please."

Before he finished speaking, a bloody sword flew out of his body and floated on his right side. The tip of the sword faced Lin Chen, blooming with a bright bloody sword light.

"please!"

Lin Chen bowed his hand in return, and immediately summoned the Dragon Sword, holding it in his hand. The light of the sword lingered, corresponding to the bloody sword light, giving people an atmosphere of tension.

"You take my sword first."

The Blood General Holy Son shouted like thunder, wielded the blood sword, and slashed at Lin Chen from a distance, and the sixth level of peak swordsmanship and the lightning divine way radiated out.

As the Holy Son of the Supreme God Emperor, he did not maintain his identity, but took the lead. Obviously, he did not despise Lin Chen, but regarded him as a rival.

You must know that most of the original sons of the God Emperor are not qualified to be regarded as his opponents.

Lin Chen looked at the slashed blood sword and said secretly: "He has not understood the sword art to the seventh level. It seems that this is one of the reasons why he did not enter the top ten."

You know, Holy Son Xuhuai, Holy Son Qiantian, and Holy Son Killer all have understood the art of swordsmanship to the seventh level.

Although there is only a thin line between the peak of the sixth level and the seventh level, the difference is huge, like a chasm.

The Blood General Saint Son is a peerless genius, but he has not been able to comprehend the seventh level of swordsmanship. This can also be seen from this how difficult it is to comprehend the seventh level of swordsmanship.

Lin Chen thought in his mind, and immediately activated the fourth level of the Sun Divine Way, and suddenly a blazing sun burst out behind him, like a big sun shining in all directions.

The blood energy that raged from the blood sword was instantly dissipated when illuminated by the sun's rays.

The next moment, Lin Chen said the word "good", and at the same time waved the Dragon Sword, displaying the Heavenly Killing Spirit Sword Body, which instantly reached a height of ten thousand feet, with a murderous aura all over his body.

In less than a breath, Lin Chen used the first move to destroy the body, the second move to kill, the third move to kill with the sword, the fourth move to kill, and the fifth move to kill the spirit.
Chapter completed!