Peerless Sword God

"Hua Tianying, since you say you have not lost yet, you don't have to show mercy when you are in charge. Are you right?"

Lin Chen flew out of the Dragon Sword, his black hair flew, his eyes were like swords, and his momentum was approaching with a rainbow.

The power of the body of life swept over like a torrent of steel, ruthlessly crushing Hua Tianying's holy light golden body, making a clanging sound, and the golden light dim.

boom!

Lin Chen quickly approached, punched out his fists, and punched two white light holes into the void ahead.

Hua Tianying stared and roared, with a look of unwillingness on her face. She waved her palms and rushed to resist. She was hit by Lin Chen's fists in the arm.

Click!

His arms were broken and his divine blood splattered everywhere. Hua Tianying was numb in pain. His red eyes showed a look of fear. He said in a difficult breath: "You..."

If Lin Chen hadn't heard of it, he punched his chest, and his chest exploded and sunken, his internal organs were broken, and the golden brocade robe on his back was stained with divine blood, and it was bloody and pungent.

"Puff." Hua Tianying spit out a breath of blood again, his whole body trembled violently, flew backwards, and plowed out a wave of blood.

Lin Chen turned his fist into a palm and slammed it hard. The white light covered Hua Tianying's whole body like a wave, and a roar with both liver and gallbladder came out: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat..."

With all his strength, Hua Tianying's divine body trembled violently, falling into the battle stage in a straight line, splashing large pieces of blood.

Lin Chen had already retracted his palm, but the power of his powerful divine body was enough to shoot down him, who was seriously injured.

Alas!

At this moment, besides the muffled sound of the battle platform, there was no sound outside the Holy Spirit Mountain.

Everyone had different expressions, the magic martial saint son and others looked fearful, Ji Xuan and Monk Buxiu were amazed, Luo Shaobai's face was as heavy as water, and the Queen of War Eagle and Yuan Hong were smiling.

Tianle, Xiaohuo and others looked at each other and cheered.

"Hua Tianying gave up. This bastard is arrogant and challenged the boss. Sure enough, he has to ask for trouble."

"Hmph, what a bullshit genius? Compared with my dad, he is just a waste garbage, which is embarrassing."

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The Demon Martial Saint Son and others looked at Hua Tianying with sympathy. It would be fine if they were defeated, but they would be ridiculed by the Holy Spirits of the Eight Tribulation and Nine Tribulations. It was embarrassing. How could they raise their heads in the future?

Jiang Nanshan, Ji Xuan and Monk Buxiu were also somewhat emotional. A genius like Hua Tianying had a strong sense of self-esteem and had a smooth sailing in the past, but now after this great defeat, it is probably a psychological shadow for a lifetime.

"Damn it."

Seeing Hua Tianying being ridiculed, Mr. Luo looked as if he was ashen, but he couldn't say anything.

In the martial arts world where the strong are respected, speaking for a loser will only be laughed at.

Hua Tianying can only admit defeat. As a loser, he must have the awareness of the loser and be more sensible, otherwise he will only be even more embarrassing.

Even so, Hua Tianying still felt extremely uncomfortable. He has never suffered such a great humiliation since his practice.

He looked up at Lin Chen, his fists were clenched, full of hatred, and he could not wash away all the water from all rivers and lakes.

Decay cannot solve the problem. Only by cheering up can you have hope of revenge in the future.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and Hua Tianying has recorded this revenge.

Taking a deep breath, Hua Tianying tried to calm himself down, not to look or listen, staggered up, he put away the Tiangeng Divine Sword, without saying a word, walked out of the battle platform step by step, without any strength, even flying in the air All are struggling.

"After suffering this great defeat and withstand such humiliation, Hua Tianying did not collapse. She is a cruel character."

Seeing this, the Demon Martial Saint Son and others were a little impressed and asked themselves that they could not be so calm.

"Hmph, why are you so arrogant? No matter how hard you are, you will be a loser, my father's stepping stone." Xiaohuo snorted when he saw this.

"This guy is determined and has a strong mind. He will definitely find ways to take revenge on the boss in the future."

Tianle frowned and suddenly grinned, "But the boss can defeat him once, he can defeat him the second time, let alone if he hadn't given up in time just now, he would have died under the sword of the boss."

"Well, if he admits defeat, it means that he is strong outside and is a greedy person who is afraid of death."

Xiaohuo and Xiao Guangming nodded one after another, expressing their agreement, and looked at Hua Tianying with contempt.

Hua Tianying still ignored it. He came to Luo Shaobai's side and said hoarsely: "This time Brother Luo laughed, I hope Brother Luo will learn from me."

"Brother Hua..." Luo Shaobai nodded when he heard this, trying to comfort him, but saw that he had already sat cross-legged and took pill to heal his wounds.

Luo Shaobai swallowed his comforting words, turned to Lin Chen on the battle stage, and whispered coldly: "To discuss swordsmanship, I, Luo Shaobai, have never been defeated by someone with a lower level than me. I didn't know how to do it before, and I won't do it in the future. meeting."

Jiang Nanshan next to him heard the sound and glanced at him, with a trace of expectation flashing in his eyes. It seemed that there would be another battle soon.

Then, he turned his eyes to Lin Chen and murmured, "I wonder if the Wanxian Sword Saint will recognize him this time?"

Regarding this matter, not only Jiang Nanshan was curious, but people inside and outside Shengling Mountain wanted to know, especially Tianle and Xiaohuo, who were also very concerned about this matter and almost stared at the Wanxian Sword Saint.

Lin Chen on the battlefield also looked at the ancient No. 1 Sword Saint, his heart was as calm as water, without any turmoil.

After a few breaths, seeing that Wanxian Sword Saint was not moving, Lin Chen rose up in the air and flew out of the battle platform.

"Has it failed again?"

Seeing this, the Demon Martial Saint Son and others were both shocked and happy.

"Sister, Brother Li Cang, Brother Che Zhou, Next we will change our target." Ji Xuan said.

"good."

Ji Yue and the other two were stunned for a moment and nodded.

Even with the peerless demeanor of this Heavenly Sword Saint, he could not get the recognition of the Wanxian Sword Saint, so they have no hope. It is better to retreat to the second best and seek the recognition of other ancient sword saints.

"It seems that if Lin Chen wants to get the recognition of the Wanxian Sword Saint, he can only hope to defeat Luo Shaobai." The Queen of War Eagle said.

Yuan Hong and others nodded in agreement.

"Daddy wanted to challenge Luo Shaobai just now, but it was a pity that Hua Tianying messed it up. Damn it." Xiaohuo clenched her pink fist and said angrily.

"It's okay, Boss, take a few days to recover and you can challenge him when you are back to your peak state."

Tianle sighed, and when he saw Lin Chen coming back, he immediately smiled and said, "Are you right, Boss?"

Listening to his good brother's words, facing the supportive eyes of the War Eagle Queen and others, Lin Chen smiled and nodded, and then reminded: "The assessment has reached this stage, and it is not far from the end. Next, you all have to do your best to show yourself."

"Don't worry, Boss."

"Daddy, we will all work hard."

Tianle and Xiaohuo nodded seriously.

Lin Chen said no more, nodded to the War Eagle Queen and others, and sat cross-legged to take pills for recuperation.

This time, the competition with Hua Tianying was extremely exhausting, far more than the previous defeat of the seven monks who never rested, and he needed to rest well to achieve the unfinished goals before.