boom!

The nine-round sun blasted towards Lin Chen in unison, bursting out with scorching heat and bright sword light, like a sword and the sun, and the pure Yang energy lingered around him.

In an instant, nine loud noises sounded like thunder, the sound shook the surrounding areas, the air exploded, and the void roared endlessly, making Lin Chen feel deafened.

Lin Chen frowned slightly, quickly moved forward through the space, made a circuitous move from the left, approached the Holy Son of Yanghe, and swung the Wandering Dragon Sword.

Saint Son Yanghe's eyes shone brightly and he smiled when he saw this and said: "Sir Son of Heavenly Sword, you have rich combat experience, but I am not afraid of close combat."

He came up holding the gilded divine sword in both hands, and gilded sword patterns suddenly condensed on his body, forming a set of golden divine armor on his body, greatly increasing his defensive power.

The next moment, the golden divine sword in his hand and the Wandering Dragon Sword were stabbing each other, making a sound at the same time as Lin Chen's arm.

The two separated. He retreated dozens of miles, but Lin Chen retreated hundreds of miles. He made a judgment, which made his voice louder and louder. They all thought that Lin Chen's defeat was certain.

The Holy Son of Mingye, who was sitting alone outside the sword platform, whispered: "The so-called evil geniuses sometimes run out of power."

But at this moment, he suddenly saw Lin Chen transform into sword light, merge into the Wandering Dragon Sword, and once again evolve into the Hunyuan Holy Sky Sword.

With a swipe, Lin Chen separated from the Wandering Dragon Sword and merged into the Hunyuan Holy Sky Sword. He used the art of merging human swords to create chaotic light, and his power suddenly increased sharply.

Moreover, at the moment, Lin Chen's energy and spirit are highly concentrated, his will and belief are as immovable as a mountain, and his momentum is as strong as a rainbow, and he is moving forward to attack the Holy Son of Yanghe.

"Aren't you ready to give up yet?"

The Saint Son of Yanghe followed the sword and met Lin Chen in an instant. The golden divine sword swung down, reappearing the power of nine days in the sky and bombarding him.

However, this time, Lin Chen was not repulsed. Instead, the blade of the golden divine sword swiped across the sword and swept out, with the potential to sweep away thousands of armies.

The next moment, nine explosions were heard, and the nine-wheeled sun was split from the middle by Lin Chen's sword, and then he slashed at the Holy Son of Yanghe in the middle without losing momentum.

"The power has become so much stronger?"

The face of Saint Son of Yanghe changed, but he did not retreat. He waved his sword to resist, and at the same time, the sharp sword brilliance of the sun burst out from his body, like the rising sun, the rays of light were endless and magnificent beyond measure.

clang!

The Hunyuan Holy Heavenly Sword knocked back the golden divine sword with one strike, and the shock hit Saint Son Yanghe. A crack immediately appeared on the golden divine armor on his body, and then it fell into pieces.

The next moment, he flew thousands of miles backwards. The wrist holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, which shocked everyone and made everyone speechless.

There was a commotion inside and outside Zishan, and those disciples who were originally convinced that Holy Son of Yanghe would be the winner began to waver in this idea.

"pretty."

Liangyi Sword Emperor, Haiyuan Sword Emperor and others all applauded Lin Chen.

Holy Son Yunfeng was surprised and happy, Holy Son Qiantian looked calm, but Holy Son Mingye had a cold glint in his eyes.

boom!

Lin Chen, who was in everyone's sight, seemed to have not heard anything, and slashed at the Holy Son of Yanghe without losing momentum, as fast as a golden lightning, coating the sword platform with a layer of golden light.

Sword Dao, Chaos, Space and Light Divine Dao were running at high speed, surrounding Lin Chen, emitting all kinds of dazzling brilliance.

The Holy Son of Yanghe felt that it was extremely dazzling. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stamped the void with both feet, drawing a wave of air thousands of feet high to meet Lin Chen.

While marching, he wielded the gilded divine sword at high speed and performed various sword skills, including horizontal and vertical slashing, pressing with pincers and stabbing, etc.

In the end, all kinds of swordsmanship are like thousands of rivers flowing back, converging into a sea, turning into the simplest and most straightforward swordsmanship, and vividly interpreting the true meaning of returning to nature.

At the same time, Sword Dao, Chunyang Shinto and Sun Shinto were running in parallel. As the golden divine sword struck down, sword rivers evolved one after another.

In a thousandth of an instant, thirty-six sword rivers were formed, like a group of golden dragons, rushing towards Lin Chen with overwhelming force. The scene was extremely majestic.

All the saints and disciples who saw this scene were moved. Holy Son Yunfeng's face changed: "Is this the trump card of Holy Son Yanghe?"

Yes, at this moment, Holy Son Yanghe had already tried his best to defeat Lin Chen in one fell swoop.

"What a terrible sword style."

Lin Chen immediately felt the crisis, his heart tightened, and he quickly gathered the power of the God Emperor and the power of Qi and blood in his body to stabilize the Hunyuan Holy Sky Sword.

The four divine ways moved at extremely high speeds, and suddenly the sword energy was everywhere, the energy of chaos swept across, the light shone, the space was distorted, and terrifying power erupted.

The moment the Hunyuan Holy Sky Sword struck out, a majestic sword wave of energy quickly appeared under the sword, colliding with thirty-six sword rivers.

Even the earth-shattering shock was not enough to create this scene. The entire sword platform was vibrating, and the transparent defensive cover buzzed, setting off layers of ripples of sword light.

Boom!

A shocking loud noise replaced everything, and soon a majestic sword power burst out from between Lin Chen and the Holy Son of Yanghe.

I saw dense sword lights, exploding like a kaleidoscope, reaching into the sky, and then slowly falling, forming an extremely gorgeous scene.

In the next moment, Lin Chen and Yang He Shengzi flew out of it in no particular order. Their human-sword fusion skills both collapsed on the spot, revealing their true bodies.

The Holy Son of Yanghe flew thousands of miles backwards, his originally rosy face began to turn pale, the palm holding the golden sword was trembling, and his face was solemn, revealing a bit of ugliness.

Although Lin Chen was also attacked, he was the one at the disadvantage in this fight.

The Saint Son of Yanghe looked solemn as never before. The sword strike just now was his limit. He originally thought he could defeat Lin Chen head-on, but he didn't expect this result.

It can be said that this is something that the Holy Son of Yanghe has never thought about, and there is such a trace of regret in his heart that he impulsively challenges Lin Chen.

But he quickly put aside this idea, because no matter whether he challenged Lin Chen or not, he would still fight Lin Chen. It was just a difference between earlier and later.

Looking at Lin Chen, who was also a little pale, the Holy Son of Yanghe seemed to have seen the dawn of victory. He had already tried his best, so how could Lin Chen not do it?

"Then let's see who can persevere to the end."

The eyes of Holy Son Yanghe showed fighting intent, and he immediately gathered the remaining power of the God Emperor in his body, held up the gilded divine sword, and carried a blazing light, across the void, towards Lin Chen.

At this time, the Holy Son of Yanghe showed the characteristics that a peerless genius should have, such as firm will, decisiveness, courage, and perseverance.

"Well done!"

Lin Chen saw the desire for victory in his eyes, and couldn't help but respect him.

He did not hesitate, evolved the Hunyuan Holy Sky Sword for the third time, and faced the opponent.

Boom!

There were loud sounds in the void at both ends of the sword platform. From a distance, Lin Chen and the Holy Son of Yanghe looked like two rivers, running endlessly on the earth.

The next moment, the two fought fiercely together again. This time, the fight was not as fierce and grand as before, but it was more lasting and shocking.

The saints and disciples inside and outside Zishan all fell silent and watched the competition with respect, because the fighting spirit of Lin Chen and his two brothers deserved respect.

However, there must be a winner or loser in the competition. Lin Chen saw that Holy Son Yanghe had reached his limit, so he immediately stopped holding back and struck down with a sword.

boom!

The Hunyuan Holy Heavenly Sword struck the gilded divine sword fiercely, pressing down hard, creating a huge crack in the void, causing the Holy Son of Yanghe to lose his voice on the spot:
Chapter completed!