"Saint Son of Heavenly Sword hasn't lost yet?" Saint Son of Yunfeng suddenly stood up and said with excitement on his face.

"It seems there is still hope."

Holy Son Wanjian and Holy Son Chongtian all looked expectant.

The great elder in the pavilion, his eyes shining, said rather gaffefully: "This kid's bloodline is actually stronger than the bloodline of the Netherworld God Clan?"

After saying this, he looked at the seventh elder and others and asked: "How much do you know about the bloodline of the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword?"

"I don't know."

The seventh elder and others all shook their heads.

The Twenty-Third Elder hesitated and said: "Great Elder, when the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword defeated the Seven Great Masters of Dayan, he relied on the power of his bloodline, but so far no one knows the specific bloodline he possesses."

The Seventh Elder nodded in agreement and said: "The same is true for Holy Son Mingye. There are tens of thousands of bloodlines recorded in the sect, but none of them match it."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Chen and Mingye Saint Son, and said: "Now it seems that Heavenly Sword Saint Son and Mingye Saint Son have both had incredible opportunities, and they have more opportunities than the latter.

big."

"Does that mean that Holy Son of Heavenly Sword can defeat Holy Son of Mingye?" Elder Twenty-Third asked in surprise.

"It's hard to say. The strength of the bloodline is only part of the reason that determines victory or defeat, but it is not the key reason for victory." The seventh elder said after a while.

"What the Seventh Elder said makes sense. Whether it is the bloodline of the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword or the Holy Son of Mingye, we have never come into contact with it before."

The great elder nodded and said: "It is precisely because of this that it is difficult for us to judge the competition between them and the Huanzhen Saint, and it is even more difficult to judge the competition between them."

"What the Great Elder said is absolutely true."

The seventh elder and others nodded in agreement.

"Damn it! How could this happen?"

Saint Son of Mingye found out that his bloodline was suppressed, and he was a little angry.

He had never encountered such a situation before, and his mood suddenly began to feel a little unstable.

Staring at Lin Chen with both eyes, Saint Mingye asked with a cold face: "Tell me, what is your bloodline?"

Lin Chen said lightly: "You are not qualified."

This was what Holy Son Mingye said to him just now, and now he returned it unchanged, like a loud slap on his face.

Ming Ye Shengzi's face was the color of pig's liver, with veins pulsing on his forehead. Various emotions such as aggrievedness, depression, and unwillingness suddenly surged into his heart and turned into overwhelming anger.

"Even if your bloodline is stronger than mine, I will definitely win this battle."

The Holy Son of Mingye had an unruly look on his face, his eyes revealed crazy self-confidence, and he attacked Lin Chen like an evil dragon.

He blessed the fifth level of the peak space divine way, which was extremely fast. It was like the fusion of black lightning and the ink sword, showing the bloodline of the Netherworld God Clan in the form of a human-sword fusion.

At this time, he had already launched his attack with all his strength, immediately forming a destructive power, with the terrifying power of earth-shattering.

"You overestimate yourself again."

Lin Chen smiled indifferently, and suddenly merged with the Wandering Dragon Sword. Adhering to the way of swordsmanship, he quickly blessed the blood of the God of Life and slashed in the air, like an ax splitting Huashan Mountain.

boom!

The two bombarded each other, the Youlong Sword faced the Mo Sword, and when the sword blades touched, they made a series of clanging sounds and sputtered out white and black sword lights like meteors.

The majestic aura of Netherworld bloodline, like a stormy sea, drowns the flawless light of life.

clang!

Lin Chen, who was fused with the Wandering Dragon Sword, was knocked out and rolled in the raging netherworld air.

"Hahaha, Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, what now?"

Saint Son of Ming Ye succeeded in one move, and the frustration in his heart was swept away, and a proud smile appeared on his cold face.

He didn't stay for a moment, and took advantage of the situation to attack Lin Chen, fierce, violent, and arrogant, giving off a sense of madness.

Bang!

Lin Chen was repelled again and fell from the dark world into the netherworld. His chest heaved violently, and the Dragon Sword clanked.

"Sir of Heavenly Sword, the facts show that you can't do it!"

The Holy Son of Mingye approached like a demon, with a ferocious smile on his face: "I don't know why, but I don't have any grudges between you and me, but I just want to teach you a lesson."

This is because he has the bloodline of the Netherworld God Clan, which makes him inexplicably hostile to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen knew this very well, but did not tell him his thoughts. He smiled and said, "Thank you for helping me."

After saying these words, the kendo aura in his body suddenly surged, and an even stronger sword light burst out.

"The sixth level of swordsmanship?"

Saint Mingye was stunned for a moment, and a trace of anger quickly appeared on his face, and he shouted: "How dare you use me to understand the art of swordsmanship?"

At this moment, he felt like he was being teased by Lin Chen, his expression was uncontrollable, and his heart was filled with anger.

"You are a good opponent. If I didn't do this, wouldn't I be sorry for you?" Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Shut up! You are too arrogant. I want you to suffer the consequences."

Ming Ye Shengzi angrily yelled and attacked even more crazily, vowing to defeat Lin Chen in one fell swoop and wash away all shame.

But the moment he attacked, he suddenly saw a blazing and beautiful purple energy from Lin Chen's body, which was the Emperor Tianshen's energy.

Saint Mingye didn't know her, but he knew that Saint Huanzhen was defeated by the purple energy in front of him, so he didn't dare to neglect and attacked fiercely.

The violent Netherworld sword light drowned Lin Chen like a sea of ​​fog, but he was soon split in half by Huang Tian's god-killing energy.

The dense purple light is like the sun, dispelling the air of the underworld, and then blowing towards the Holy Son of the Night like the wind.

The entire hollow, cold world of the underworld was illuminated in bright purple.

"Break it for me!"

The Netherworld God Clan smelled a hint of danger, but without hesitation, they slashed down violently, splitting the sky into purple light, and landed on Huang Tian's God-killing Qi.

boom!

The sword energy that contains the power of the Netherworld God Clan's bloodline is actually on a par with Huangtian's god-killing energy, just like a black sea and a purple sea facing each other in the distance.

"How is that possible?"

Holy Son Ming Ye stared intently at Huang Tian's God-killing Qi. He had tried his best, but why couldn't he break this purple Qi?

Lin Chen smiled and said: "Holy Son of Mingye, take my sword."

Buzz!

Huangtian's God-killing Qi blended into the Dragon-Wandering Sword, and transformed into a purple sword Qi through the sword's edge, flying out.

The dark energy that filled the sky suddenly collapsed and struck the Mo sword, making a loud bang and then flying backwards with a clang.

Bang!

Saint Son of Mingye could not even maintain the art of uniting the human sword with the sword. He was separated from the ink sword. His cold face quickly turned white, and pain appeared in his eyebrows.

"You lost." Lin Chen said lightly.

"Shut up! I haven't been defeated yet. This is the Nether World, my territory. I am the master here and will always be invincible." Saint Son of Ming Ye angrily scolded.

"Yeah?"

Lin Chen smiled when he heard this, and immediately merged with the Wandering Dragon Sword. Using the art of merging human swords, he aroused Huang Tian's divine killing energy and soared into the sky.

Purple light is flying all over the sky, and Huangtian's God-killing Qi is like a purple dragon, showing his magical power across the sky and the earth.

Boom!

There was a loud noise throughout the Nether World, and a purple sword light flashed in front of Ming Ye's eyes, and it immediately split into two, falling to the left and right.

"No!"

The Holy Son of Mingye widened his eyes, looked unwilling, and roared in terror.

He swung his sword at Lin Chen desperately, but nothing could be changed.
Chapter completed!