"Boss, this guy is clearly targeting us on purpose." Tianle said angrily.

"It's too much."

Zi Weixi and the other three couldn't help but look angry when they looked at the hypocritical face of Ziwu Divine Ancestor.

"It's okay, it's just a clown."

Lin Chen looked as usual, looked at the magnificent mountain gate, took a breath, and shouted loudly: "Goddess Doumu, Lin Chen, please come out and see her."

Buzz!

The loud sound spread along the mountain gate like the wind towards the Shinra Tianmen.

"You are brave!"

Divine Ancestor Ziwu angrily rebuked and said sanctimoniously: "I have already given you a chance, but I never thought you would dare to be so rude. If I don't teach you a lesson today, wouldn't you dare to disturb Junior Sister Doum even if you are a cat or a dog in the future?"

"Senior Brother Ziwu, please calm down. This person doesn't know the heights of the world and is so audacious. Why does he need to dirty your hands? Let the junior brothers do it for him."

The geniuses surrounding him were rushing to please him, but they didn't take Lin Chen seriously.

One of the geniuses in red was the first to take action. He raised his hand and struck Lin Chen in the head with a bloody whip.

This blood whip is a top-grade Ji Dao divine weapon, and the genius in red is a Second Dao divine ancestor. It immediately forms a terrifying power, enough to beat a person in half.

"This boy is miserable. If he receives this whip, he will either die or be injured."

The horse-faced disciples and others secretly shook their heads, not doubting the power of the genius in red.

"Boss, teach him a lesson." Tianle said angrily.

Whoosh!

Lin Chen casually waved his hand and evolved into a divine sword as blazing as the sun. There were nine gilded sword patterns on the sword, which was the ninth level of the Great Light Holy Sword.

a sonorous sound;

The great bright holy sword struck out, and then flew back the bloody whip, passing over the red-clothed genius' head, and with a swish, he turned into a big bald head.

"What?"

The genius in red felt a chill on his head. He was so scared that he hugged his bald head with both hands and backed away in panic. He looked at Lin Chen with a horrified expression and said, "How is this possible? Among the geniuses of the same level, no one can neutralize my attack with one move.

, how did you do it?”

"No way. The disciples of our sect are all geniuses among geniuses. They can have the upper hand against the geniuses of other holy places. Why do they suffer such a big loss at the hands of a cultivator of the God's Confession?"

The horse-faced disciple and others were also shocked, and almost suspected that they were dazzled. They took another look at the bald head of the genius in red, and then they didn't have the slightest suspicion.

Looking at Lin Chen again, the horse-faced disciple and others no longer looked down on him, and whispered: "This god-level genius who calls himself Lin Chen is probably a swordsman genius."

"Hmph, a second divine ancestor dares to take action against my boss. I really don't know how high the earth is."

Tianle snorted lightly and said to the genius in red in the same tone they used to belittle Lin Chen: "You can now become a monk without shaving your head. Why don't you thank me boss?"

"Damn it! How dare you humiliate me like this?"

The genius in red was already embarrassed. Now when he heard Tianle's words, his face turned green with anger and he gritted his teeth. However, he was afraid of Lin Chen and did not dare to do anything again.

That sword was so terrifying that he was still frightened.

Divine Ancestor Ziwu looked at his bald head and felt extremely embarrassed, and scolded: "You are so embarrassing, please step aside quickly."

The genius in red trembled in his heart and immediately stepped aside obediently.

Divine Ancestor Ziwu looked at Lin Chen again and said arrogantly: "I didn't want to take action personally, but you are very courageous. You are rude first and hurt others later. It is really too much."

"It's high-sounding. If you want to take action, don't make excuses for yourself." Lin Chen exposed his lie.

"Haha, all the junior brothers and sisters here know what kind of person I am, Ziwu Divine Ancestor, how can I allow you to slander me?"

Divine Ancestor Ziwu always maintained a smile, looking like a gentleman, scolding Lin Chen loudly, and at the same time raised his hand and slapped Lin Chen.

Bang!

The air exploded, and a purple palm print appeared. The aura was powerful, and it instantly locked onto Lin Chen's figure.

Seeing this, the genius in red gloated: "Boy, Senior Brother Ziwu is the first of the Four Divine Ancestors in our sect, and he can defeat the Five Divine Ancestors. The fact that you can defeat him today is because you have cultivated for several lifetimes.

Blessing.”

"Senior Brother Ziwu is not careful. This sword cultivator named Lin Chen may have to lie down and leave the sect today." The horse-faced disciple and others said in a low voice.

When Tianle saw Ziwu Divine Ancestor take action, he hurriedly reminded: "Boss, be careful, this guy's palm strength is amazing, it is enough to injure the ordinary Four Divine Ancestors."

Zi Weixi and the others also saw how powerful he was and were a little worried about Lin Chen's safety.

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Chen's expression remained as usual, and he still used the Great Light Holy Sword to strike at the purple palm print.

Whoosh!

With a flash of sword light, the purple palm print split into two, and then with a pop, it turned into two streams of purple energy, falling from Lin Chen's eyes.

Seeing this, Tianle smiled and glanced at the horse-faced disciple and the genius in red, and said loudly: "You are laughing at my boss, are you qualified?"

Snap!

These words were like a slap in the face of the horse-faced disciple and the genius in red.

The horse-faced disciple's face turned green and white, and he stammered: "Ziwu Divine Ancestor is the Fourth Path Divine Ancestor, and he is only the Second Path Divine Ancestor. How is it possible that he can break Brother Ziwu's palm technique with one sword?"

The red-clothed genius blushed and shouted with wide eyes: "What he used was obviously only the top-level swordsmanship of the wild level, so why was it so powerful?"

When other Shenluo Tianmen disciples saw this, they couldn't help but look at Divine Ancestor Ziwu with questioning eyes, and whispered: "How could this happen? With the strength of Senior Brother Ziwu, shouldn't he be unable to deal with even a Second Dao Divine Ancestor?

?”

Ziwu Divine Ancestor's palm technique was broken, and his face was already ugly. When he heard these voices questioning him again, he suddenly became angry and shouted at Lin Chen:

"Boy, I was careless, but I only used 20% of my power just now. You won't be so lucky next."

As he spoke, he summoned the divine weapon of his destiny, which was a purple divine bell only the size of a palm.

"go!"

The Purple Martial God Ancestor shouted, and the Purple Divine Bell flew to the sky above Lin Chen's head. Then it skyrocketed to a size of a hundred feet, and was suppressed mercilessly.

"Okay, this is Senior Brother Ziwu's divine weapon, the Purple Sky Bell, which is enough to suppress all the geniuses of the Four Divine Ancestors in the world. Even though this kid has superb swordsmanship, he is unable to compete."

The genius in red cheered loudly, and did not forget to compliment the Purple Martial God Ancestor, which added a bit of luster to his face and felt doubly proud. He pretended to be humble and said:

"Junior brother, thank you for that. He didn't use all his strength in that sword strike just now. If he had used all his strength, he might have been able to block my Purple Sky Bell."

The ancestor of Ziwu God looked at Lin Chen with a half-smile, but a coldness flashed in his eyes, but he heard Lin Chen say: "You still have some sense."

Lin Chen waved his hand to disperse the Great Light Holy Sword, took out the Wandering Dragon Sword, and stabbed it into the sky. With a clang, he knocked the Purple Sky Bell away.

Bang!

The Purple Sky Bell hit the mountain gate, and there was a loud noise immediately, spreading out a huge purple sound wave.

The disciples who had not cultivated to the realm of the ancestors of gods fell to the ground like kites with broken strings, their faces pale and their eyes dull.

The disciples who were above the level of the Divine Ancestor, such as the genius in red and the horse-faced disciple, all staggered and stood unsteadily, looking at Lin Chen with horrified expressions.

"impossible!"

The Ziwu Divine Ancestor almost lost his voice. He stared at Lin Chen with his eyes, and said angrily to himself: "What kind of monster is this kid? He is only at the second level of the Divine Ancestor, and he can defeat my Zitian Bell?"
Chapter completed!