Heir To All

"Bah, it can't stand a blow, it's not too addictive at all, don't all of you froze, let's go together, anyway, I'm going to kill you."

Dulong spit out fiercely.

Very enjoyable.

Can't help but stretch out his hands and move towards everyone, showing his invincible posture.

The power of sainthood made him feel that the people around him were as small as ants.

"Mellen, what are you doing in Changtian?"

Li Jinlin saw Melen and Changtian who hadn't moved, and couldn't help roaring.

"I have broken my arm and can only help Chang Tian."

Mellen said with a flushed face.

The meaning is obvious. To go up and let Chang Tian go up first, I play support on the side.

"You are qualified, let me use my strength to fight you."

Chu Linguang spoke and looked straight at Dulong.

He never expected that Dulong would become holy at this juncture.

If you have not inherited Xiao Qian's swordsmanship and have the superb realm strength of the trump card, I am afraid that when you encounter Dulong today, not only will you not be able to kill him, but you will also have to flee like the Eagle King for the first time in the restricted area.

"What did you say?"

Dulong seemed to have heard it wrong, and couldn't help but turn his face to Chu Linguang's ears.

"No one here can take a sword from me. I wonder how many swords you can take me, a saintly strongman?"

Chu Linguang said lightly.

"Wow!"

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd boiled completely.

"Is he crazy, Dulong is a strong saint."

"Is he going to kill Dulong alone."

"This... is just a monster!"

"He has a strong fighting spirit. Even if he loses, the name of Chang Tian will be famous all over the world after today, completely surpassing Melan and others, and being respected by thousands of people."

People can't help but talk.

"How dare he challenge the saintly strong, this...that sword, that sword, that sword, ah, ah, I must remember."

Ji Furong was going crazy.

According to Chu Linguang, just now one sword defeated Yu Han and Li Jinlin, especially the latter sword, one sword cut off one of Melen's arms and defeated Melon on the spot. Ji Furong felt that Chu Linguang at this moment did not seem to be aimless.

"There are tens of thousands of ways I can kill people, and each of them can make people unhappy. You can choose one!"

Dulong was stunned first.

He had already seen that Chu Linguang was the strongest among this group of people, but no matter how strong he was, he was a saintly strong person, a superb figure who broke the world and became a saint, Dahua couldn't find a few.

Who can kill him here.

Not to mention that Chu Linguang is a hairy boy.

It's just that although he didn't take it seriously, Melan, Li Jinlin, Yuhan and others, after listening to Chu Linguang's words, they all seemed to be choked in their throats, almost out of breath.

At this moment, Melan knew that Chu Linguang was motionless just now and did not participate in the melee. It was not that he had no bottom in his heart, but that he was going to fight alone with Dulong.

An extraordinary powerhouse.

How dare to fight against the power of enlightenment.

Even a look of contempt.

If you think about it carefully, you can feel how crazy this thing is.

Either Chu Linguang was crazy, or the world was crazy.

Chu Linguang did not answer Dulong.

Instead, he closed his eyes. At this moment, Xiao Qian's swordsmanship was running wildly in Chu Linguang's mind. Dulong broke his troubles and entered the sage. He was the strongest person Chu Linguang had ever encountered in history.

Maybe the white ape, who has not been in contact, can compete with Dulong.

Chu Linguang understood that it was not that easy to kill Dulong, and maybe he would still have various unexpected dangers, so he had to concentrate fully and let himself fully integrate into Xiaoqian's swordsmanship.

Relying on the six styles of swordsmanship, surprisingly win and create impossible miracles.

For an instant, Chu Linguang, who closed his eyes and felt Xiaoqian's swordsmanship, seemed to be ready to be unsheathed, but his fierce reputation spread far and wide, surrounded by his own sword aura, as if at the moment it was unsheathed, it was a peerless divine sword that could split the stars and cut the moon.

The grass and trees in Mochizuki Valley seemed to have become Chu Linguang's sword blades at this moment. They seemed to be covered with a layer of sword light, and as Chu Linguang's sword energy swallowed, they became straight and sharp, even with cold light.

At this moment, everyone held their breath.

Clearly realize.

Chu Linguang's words that singled out the saintly powerhouse were not a joke, but he was really prepared to do so, and compete against Dulong alone.

"This life is beyond your reach!"

Ye Yucheng just picked up the twisted double knives and couldn't help falling to the ground. Looking at Chu Linguang's thin body, he only felt like a mountain like a mountain, and he couldn't help looking up.

Instinctively aware.

Chasing for the rest of my life, I'm afraid I won't be able to touch Chu Linguang's shadow.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose today.

He knows that the pure arrogance is that he is unattainable and hard to surpass for the rest of his life.

In an instant, whether it was Li Jinlin, Yuhan, Shao Han, Wang Yigang and others, they all bowed to Chu Linguang. In fact, they didn't think that Chu Linguang could defeat Dulong or hurt Dulong.

He even thought that Chu Linguang was bound to die today.

There will be no long days since then.

He is like a shooting star, flashing by in the dark night, especially dazzling and brilliant, making countless people admire and chase him.

But it's so dazzling.

It disappears quickly.

This may be the fate of genius.

As the so-called heaven jealous of talents.

If given enough time for a long time, they all know that in the future, Long Tian will be able to surpass Dulong, become a saint, and become the supreme powerhouse, but it is a pity that he ran into Dulong today.

There is no hope of turning over in this life.

With this kind of thought, the four of Li Jinlin bowed very sincerely, felt sorry, and even felt lucky.

Even Zhou Yubo gave a long sigh, cheering for Chang Tian and feeling sorry for Chang Tian.

No matter who it is, he respects Chang Tian.

Na Myron felt the changes in the eyes and mood of the crowd, and couldn't help but firmly grasp the broken right arm. He gritted his teeth for a while, and his mood was quite unhappy and depressed.

In the end, he can only be fortunate to think that Chang Tian is just a passing moment. After Chang Tian's death, his Myron still swayed the world, becoming a young generation, a unique and strong man.

"Outrageous, you have no idea about the word sanctification."

Dulong felt that the atmosphere was not right. Everyone didn't worship him because of him as a strong man. Instead, they recognized and admired Chu Linguang, feeling that Chu Linguang was full of power and mighty.

He felt despised by everyone's eyes.

He was so angry that he couldn't bear the killing intent and didn't wait for Chu Linguang's sword to become powerful. He shot instantly with a gust of wind and rain, and instantly enveloped Chu Linguang, breaking through the natural sword that radiated from Chu Linguang from the inside out. Potential.

He wanted Chu Linguang to kill him with a single blow.

Let everyone realize that the most outstanding genius is still vulnerable to a single blow in the hands of his Dulong, and there is no room for maneuver.

"Howl!"

At this moment, Chu Linguang opened his eyes, drew his sword with one hand, and stabbed it out.

[The author has something to say]

Three changes are coming, sorry today, the update was late.

Director, I stay up late to continue the codewords, see if I can write one or two more chapters, please praise and reward support!