clang!

The loud sound of the blood sword and the majestic power bent the arm of the Saint of Killing, causing the meridians to bulge and become as red as blood, and soon his face became as red as blood.

At the same time, he clearly saw Lin Chen draw a line of white light, approaching instantly, and struck down with a punch, sweeping away thousands of troops.

The sword energy, murderous intent, thunder, and destructive power all collapsed, and the roar of swords, shouts of killing, and thunder that echoed across the heaven and earth stopped.

The world fell into a brief calm, and the breathing of everyone outside the sword platform could be heard.

However, it was soon interrupted by a bang, and Lin Chen punched the Saint of Killing on the chest, then on the shoulders, and finally on the back.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Saint Son of Annihilation's whole body was shaken violently, his clothes exploded, and pieces of rags flew out. His back stooped, and he fell from the sky like an onion.

Bang!

The Saint Son of Annihilation fell on the sword platform, his clothes were in tatters, and his body was covered with sword marks. The breath in his body receded like a tide, and he became extremely weak, and his face turned pale in the blink of an eye.

The bloody sword in his hand let out a cry, and suddenly lost its light. The blood light dissipated and returned to its original state.

"..."

When everyone saw this scene, they were stunned for a moment. It took them a while to react, and they collectively gasped.

"Slaying Heaven, Shi Tian actually lost?" Saint Wanjian and Saint Son Chongtian stammered.

"Impossible! Shitian showed his trump card, how could he still lose to him?" Holy Son Yanghe lost his voice on the spot and shook his head.

"Sage of Heavenly Sword, I really can't see through you."

Holy Son Qiantian shook his head and sighed, then glanced at Holy Son Xuhuai and Holy Son Mingye, smiled and said, "I'm afraid they didn't expect it either, right?"

Holy Son Xuhuai really didn't expect that the person who would compete with them for the first place was the Holy Son of Killer, but unexpectedly it was Lin Chen.

Saint Huan Zhen didn't expect this either, and frowned in silence.

"It seems that we are really old. We didn't expect Ming Ye to defeat Qian Tian before, and now we don't expect this little guy to be able to defeat Annihilation." The great elder said with great emotion.

The seventh elder, twenty-third elder and others had different expressions, but they all nodded sincerely.

The second elder suppressed the surprise in his eyes, rolled up his sleeves and announced: "The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword wins!"

There was another boiling sound inside and outside Zishan, and Lin Chen's reputation skyrocketed, reaching a level where he was on par with Holy Son Xuhuai, Holy Son Mingye and Saint Huanzhen.

No!

To be precise, Lin Chen surpassed Mingye Saint Son and Huanzhen Saint Lady.

Just because the Saint Son of Killing he defeated was stronger than the opponents defeated by the two Saint Sons of Mingye.

In other words, Lin Chen and Holy Son Xuhuai are in the first echelon, while Holy Son Mingye and Saint Huanzhen are in the second echelon.

Holy Son Mingye saw those saints and disciples who had previously praised him, but now turned around and praised Lin Chen, his eyes became even colder:

"So what if I defeat Annihilation? Can't I do it?"

Originally, his next challenge goal was to kill the Holy Son, but now that Lin Chen had taken the lead, he felt a little unhappy.

But it doesn't matter, let Lin Chen take the limelight first.

The Saint Son of Killing believes that he will eventually step on Lin Chen and ascend to the top position in Purple Mountain's sword debate.

The defeated Holy Son of Killing became a loser just like the Holy Son of Qiantian who was defeated by Holy Son of Mingye before.

But he was determined and soon accepted the fact of failure. He supported his body with his sword and stumbled to his feet.

Taking a deep breath, Saint Son of Killing looked up at Lin Chen and said with a bitter smile: "I finally know what your trump card is. It is the power of blood that I have never seen before. Thank you for letting me see it with my own eyes.

I learned a lot.”

"You are the strongest opponent I have encountered so far." Lin Chen said with a cupped hand.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I could be worthy of your evaluation. Not bad, not bad."

The Saint Son of Annihilation laughed, then turned around and slowly left the sword platform.

Whoosh!

Lin Chen put away the Wandering Dragon Sword, turned around and left, returning to sit down next to Holy Son Yunfeng.

The look of shock on the face of Holy Son Yunfeng has not yet dissipated, and he said with both shock and admiration: "Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, from today on, I will only obey you."

Lin Chen smiled softly and said, "It's my honor to be able to admire you so much."

Holy Son Yunfeng corrected him seriously: "No, this is my honor."

Lin Chen smiled and said: "The Saint of Killing is a rare opponent. It's not easy for me to win. I have to take good care of myself next."

After saying this, he opened the storage ring, took out the healing pill, and took the magic medicine.

Seeing this, Holy Son Yunfeng did not interrupt, and calmly watched another competition on the sword platform.

Although the aftermath of Lin Chen's defeat of Saint Son of Destruction was still there, the final was not over yet. Saint Son Qiantian, Saint Lady Liyuan, and even Saint Son Yunfeng also appeared one after another.

Although they do not have the strength to compete for the top three, they still want to get a top name. The competition is fierce and the competition is even more intense.

Among the ten people, the most powerful one is undoubtedly the Holy Son Qiantian!

Although he was defeated by Holy Son of Ming Ye, he was still beyond the reach of Holy Lady Li Yuan and others.

Soon, the finals arrived on the tenth day.

Some disciples looked at Saint Mingye and asked in confusion: "Didn't he say yesterday that he wanted to challenge Saint Son of Destruction? Why didn't he take action yet?"

The outspoken disciple scolded: "A bunch of idiots! The Saint of Killing had a battle with the Saint of Heavenly Sword yesterday, and his injuries were so serious. If Saint of Mingye challenges him, won't he get stabbed in the spine?"

This was a bit unpleasant to say, but it was recognized by many people. Even Liangyi Sword Emperor and Haiyuan Sword Emperor nodded in agreement.

Although the Saint Son of Killing is extremely crazy, doesn’t he still understand this truth?

Someone said with a look of regret: "The Heavenly Sword Saint is also recovering from his injuries. It seems that we won't be able to see a wonderful competition today."

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and suddenly heard an exclamation coming from Zishan: "Saint Huanzhen challenges Saint Son Xuhuai!"

"Isn't it?"

All the disciples outside Zishan were shocked and rushed to look at the sword platform inside Zishan.

Whoosh!

I saw the Saint Huanzhen in a white dress, as pure and beautiful as an orchid, challenging the Holy Son Xuhuai in a soft voice.

"The Holy Son of Mingye challenges the Holy Son of Qiantian, the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword challenges the Holy Son of Annihilation, and now the Holy Girl of Huanzhen challenges the Holy Son of Xuhuai. The three dark horses challenge the top three respectively. Is this something they have discussed long ago?

Of?"

"How is it possible? The three Heavenly Sword Saints are not familiar with each other. There was no communication during the whole meeting. How could they discuss this?"

"Okay, don't make random guesses. How can there be so many conspiracies in this world? Saint Son of Destruction and Saint Son of Qiantian failed successively, Saint Son of Heavenly Sword was injured again, and Saintess Liyuan and others were defeated by Huan early.

A true saint, if she doesn’t challenge Holy Son Xuhuai, who will she challenge now?”

After a heated argument, everyone gradually calmed down and felt that it was unexpected and reasonable for Saint Huanzhen to challenge Saint Son Xuhuai.

"Huan Zhen, your kendo illusion skills are not what they used to be. I feel a lot of pressure to compete with you."

The Holy Son of Xunhuai smiled like the spring breeze, and he climbed onto the sword platform gracefully like a graceful young master. The purple brocade clothes on his body moved smoothly without any wind, making him look full of nobility.

"Holy Son Xuhuai, I'm sorry, I originally wanted to challenge Holy Son Qiantian, but he failed. And Holy Son Killer lost to Holy Son Tianjian, so I can only challenge you."
Chapter completed!