Peerless Sword God

Boom!

The void roared, and the nine layers of golden heaven and earth descended. It was the magical power that Jiang Nanshan used to defeat the Lord of Cang Yuan, the Nine Layers of Golden Emperor.

Yuan Hong roared, and a Tongbi ape appeared behind him, thousands of feet tall, leaping out, and his claws struck down like a storm.

The nine layers of golden heaven and earth roared, and one layer after another collapsed, and Jiang Nanshan staggered back.

"What a Tongbi ape Yuan Hong."

Seeing this, Luo Shaobai and Hua Tianying couldn't help but admire it. The alien beast was indeed powerful, comparable to the real acquired ancient saint.

Tianle and others also cheered, Chang Tian and Jin Dasheng smiled and were proud of their eldest brother.

Only Lin Chen and the Queen of War Eagle looked normal, knowing that Jiang Nanshan had not yet made a full-strength attack.

Sure enough, the defeated Jiang Nanshan turned in the air, went against the flow, and turned into a golden giant.

In his hand, a golden divine tripod appeared out of thin air, rising in the wind, as majestic as a golden mountain.

"Tianyuan Gengjin Technique, Jiuxuan Golden Tripod, Brother Jiang is getting serious, then Yuan Hong will suffer."

Luo Shaobai and Hua Tianying were chatting and laughing, as if they were sure that Yuan Hong was about to lose.

Boom!

The Jiuxuan Golden Tripod released Gengjin energy, showing its sharp edge, and suppressed Yuan Hong below.

Yuan Hong swung out the iron rod and hit the Jiuxuan Golden Tripod, but he was unable to repel it, and the two were evenly matched.

Jiang Nanshan then punched Yuan Hong in a violent way, raising a golden wind all over the sky, as sharp as a sword.

The key is that this is not a purely physical attack, but also a spiritual attack. There is also a golden giant who descended into Yuan Hong's spiritual world and violently hit his spiritual power.

Yuan Hong gathered his spiritual power and quickly launched a counterattack. His spiritual world turned into a golden color. The divine ape stood still and moved the Tongbi ape to meet Jiang Nanshan.

Bang! Bang!

The Tongbi ape was hit in the chest by Jiang Nanshan's fists and was blown back hundreds of feet, making a loud noise in the void.

Yuan Hong swung his stick and chopped it down, but was caught by Jiang Nanshan's left hand, which had turned into a palm. His other right fist hit Yuan Hong's left shoulder. Crack, Yuan Hong's shoulder bone was cracked, and the divine blood splashed and steamed.

"Brother is injured?"

Chang Tian and Jin Dasheng were shocked to see this, and Tianle and others exclaimed "How is it possible", feeling unbelievable.

What a terrible magical power!

Lin Chen and Mo Tianming frowned, feeling that the situation was getting more and more unfavorable for Yuan Hong.

As expected, Jiang Nanshan, who had transformed into a golden giant, shouted to the sky, and transformed into nine golden giants, which surrounded Yuan Hong from the left and right sides.

Yuan Hong roared with his eyes wide open, and a big sun appeared in the east, a bright moon appeared in the west, and thousands of mountains surged in the north and south, hitting the nine golden giants with overwhelming force.

Then, he raised the iron rod, attracted a piece of barren land, and rushed towards Jiang Nanshan, making a monkey cry, forming a spiritual sound wave, impacting his spiritual world.

Jiang Nanshan did not change his face, and punched Yuan Hong. The figures intertwined, and in a blink of an eye, they collided hundreds of times, which was so fierce that even Lin Chen and others felt dizzy with their spiritual power.

Suddenly, Jiang Nanshan took the Nine Mysterious Golden Cauldron into his hand and smashed it at the iron rod in Yuan Hong's hand.

After a loud bang, Yuan Hong retreated thousands of feet, and Jiang Nanshan's momentum did not decrease at all, and he smashed it again.

Yuan Hong suddenly merged with his soldiers and swept towards Jiang Nanshan. Unexpectedly, Jiang Nanshan let go of the Nine Mysterious Golden Tripod and jumped into the tripod, also merged with his soldiers.

Boom boom boom...

The tripod and the stick collided violently, shaking the earth and the sky, reflecting the entire battlefield in gold. The void sizzled and set off golden ripples like waves.

Boom boom boom...

After hundreds of consecutive collisions, Yuan Hong, who had merged with his soldiers, gradually fell into a disadvantage and was suppressed by the Nine Mysterious Golden Tripod.

Jiang Nanshan suddenly flew out of the tripod and turned into a golden giant, swinging his fists and hitting the iron stick.

Clang!

The iron stick made a loud noise and flew backwards for thousands of feet, rolling in the air. Suddenly, Yuan Hong appeared out of thin air.

He grabbed the iron stick, his arms trembled, his face showed pain, and the golden light in his eyes dimmed.

"Brother Yuan Hong's spirit seems to be affected." Lin Chen said in a deep voice.

"How is it possible?"

Chang Tian and Jin Dasheng found it difficult to accept.

The War Eagle Queen and the others were silent. They used their spiritual power to see clearly that in addition to the physical attack, Yuan Hong and Jiang Nanshan's fight was also fiercely clashing with all kinds of spirit, energy and spirit.

But Yuan Hong was a Heavenly Fate Ancient Saint before, and now he has recovered to a Half-Step Ancient Saint. His spirit, energy and spirit should be stronger than Jiang Nanshan's. Why would he be affected?

Just based on the laws and rules of heaven and earth that he has experienced, is it stronger than what Yuan Hong has experienced?

No!

It's not just that.

The magical powers of Jiang Nanshan's spirit, energy and spirit should also be stronger than those of Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong looked at Jiang Nanshan on the opposite side and said, "This battle ends here, you win."

"Why? You didn't lose. I can feel that you should have a trump card that has not been played yet." Mo Tianming stopped and asked seriously.

"You too?"

Yuan Hong grinned, then put away the iron rod, turned into golden light, and returned to Chang Tian and Jin Dasheng.

Chang Tian hurriedly asked: "Brother, is it possible that your magical power can't defeat that kid's trump card?"

Lin Chen and others looked at Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong nodded calmly: "It's true that it can't be defeated, so there's no need to waste time."

"Okay."

Chang Tian and Jin Dasheng nodded with a dull look on their faces.

Lin Chen and others did not say much, knowing that Yuan Hong's previous innate ancient saint was extremely experienced, so even if he said so, it was absolutely true.

Tianle touched Lin Chen with his hand and whispered: "Boss, this Jiang Nanshan is not easy to deal with."

"Humph, I believe Dad can defeat him."

Xiaohuo snorted and looked at his cheap father with an expression of "daughter believes in you".

Lin Chen smiled and said: "You will know after the competition."

Tianle and Xiaohuo nodded, then looked at Jiang Nanshan on the battle stage and said: "Will he get the ancient saint inheritance this time?"

Ji Xuan and others also looked at him, thinking that he defeated Yuan Hong this time and performed well, and there is a great possibility that he will get the ancient saint inheritance.

"Then Yuan Hong is not the strongest, and Brother Jiang may not be able to get what he wants by defeating him."

Luo Shaobai and Hua Tianying looked at each other, and thought of their own experience, and came to the same idea.

Sure enough, Jiang Nanshan stood for a long time, and no ancient saint stood up, so he could only leave.

"The requirements of these ancient saints for selecting successors are too outrageous. With Yuan Hong's strength, he can definitely be ranked in the top ten among us. Why can't Jiang Nanshan be recognized after defeating him?"

Ji Xuan, Xing Xue, Long Yuan and others frowned when they saw this. They felt that if Jiang Nanshan could not be recognized by this battle, then their chances of obtaining the ancient saint's inheritance would be very small.

Does it really have to defeat the strongest people present?

There was a moment of calm on all sides of the battle stage.

Swish!

Suddenly, Xing Xue turned into a blood light and floated in the air of the battle stage. His face was grim and he looked at Lin Chen indifferently, saying: "Heavenly Sword Saint, it's time for you and me to fight."

The blood-colored divine sword appeared in his right palm, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at Lin Chen's face, full of provocation.