4368. Chapter 4368 You win

Chapter 4368 You win

"So strong! Attack, speed, and defense are all top-notch."

Lin Chen frowned secretly.

The Holy Son of the Sun is the strongest opponent he has encountered so far.

Looking at the Son of the Sun who was attacking again, Lin Chen looked solemn, and quickly gathered his will power and sword will to bless the Dragon Sword.

"Original Sword Song!"

With a swing of his sword, Lin Chen performed the third form of Hunyuan Shengtian Sword Technique.

This move is not a material attack, but a will attack.

Specialize in will!

The sword style is light and windy, with no sword light or sword roar, it is simple.

Everything returns to ordinary!

Groan!

The Holy Son of the Sun, who transformed into Yang, attacked, but suddenly he heard the sound of swords in his mind.

An astonishing purple-gold sword energy descended out of thin air and struck directly at his will, with terrifying power.

An unprecedented crisis came to mind. The Divine Son of the Sun froze and hurriedly gathered his will power to activate the four divine ways of the sun, light, void, and flame to defend him.

The four divine ways form four different colors of defensive shields to protect the will.

The Holy Son of the Sun was calm, but his expression suddenly changed.

Poof!

The flame defense shield was as brittle as tissue paper and was split open by a sword, followed by three defense shields: void, light, and sun.

The resistance time varied, but without exception, they were all split open by the purple-gold sword energy.

"This, this is the sword of will! The sword of will! It actually contains such a terrifying will attack? Is this his real trump card?"

The Holy Son of the Sun was horrified, and various thoughts flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly gathered his will to resist.

Bang!

His will was struck by the purple-gold sword energy and shook violently.

"No, I can't resist it."

The Holy Son of the Sun was greatly shaken, and his expression changed dramatically.

it hurts!

The Son of the Sun has experienced all kinds of pain and suffering, but now he can hardly bear the severe pain of his will, and his handsome face is deformed by the pain.

The veins on his forehead bulged high, his eyes were bleeding, and his face became increasingly pale.

Bang!

He transformed into Yang and exploded on the spot, revealing his true form.

The Sun God Bell, which was originally attacking Lin Chen, suddenly stopped in mid-air, shook violently, clanged loudly, and splashed out large swaths of sunlight.

"Don't even think about it!"

Realizing that the situation was not good, the Holy Son of the Sun gritted his teeth and once again gathered his will power to resist the original sword song.

The purple-gold sword energy suddenly stopped.

"it works?"

The Son of the Sun's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

But at this moment, the purple-gold sword energy sounded, and an ancient, primitive, and wild sword chanting sound came out.

The sound of sword chants was pervasive and everywhere, resounding in his mind.

"Hearing, seal!"

The Son of the Sun's heart skipped a beat, and he closed his hearing.

However, the sound of sword chanting still existed.

"Damn it! This Will Sword Technique targets the will. I've blocked my hearing, so it's useless."

The Sun Son's face darkened. He had never encountered such a powerful sword of will, and he felt a little frustrated.

"What's going on? Why did the Son of the Sun stop attacking?"

"Yeah, that's all if he stopped. The Sword God Emperor didn't fight back that day. It's really strange. Did anyone see anything?"

"I don't know, our vision is still too low. It is estimated that only the Nine Sun God Emperor and others, as well as the elders and referees, can see something."

People outside the jade platform looked at Lin Chen and Sun Son standing in mid-air, and they were all confused. Monk Zhang Er was confused.

"No, senior brother is in danger."

The pretty face of the Taiyin Saint changed slightly, and she looked at the Sun Saint with worry.

"What a weird thing."

Tyrant Niu Emperor bulged his eyes, scratched his head and asked: "Shifang Sword Emperor, you are a sword cultivator, can you tell what sword skills the Sword God Emperor performed that day to make the Holy Son of the Sun look like this?"

"If my prediction is correct, the problem should be that the sword struck by the Heavenly Sword God Emperor just now seemed ordinary, but there was something in it." The Shifang Sword Emperor pondered a little.

"Can you please make it clear? What is the universe?" Tyrant Niu Emperor said angrily.

"The swordsmanship he performed should belong to the swordsmanship of the spirit, soul, will, and even the soul, but I haven't figured out which one it belongs to yet," said the Shifang Sword Emperor.

"Is this so mysterious? Then wouldn't the Holy Son of the Sun be in trouble?"

Tyrant Niu Emperor frowned, scratched his head a few times, and complained: "I didn't expect this kid to master such swordsmanship. He is just like a fox, cunning, really cunning!"

The Shifang Sword Emperor ignored him and stared at Lin Chen like a sword, trying to catch a glimpse, but at a glance, everything was blurry.

The Jiuyang God Emperor and others looked solemn. They originally thought that the Holy Son of the Sun could defeat Lin Chen in one fell swoop, but Lin Chen suddenly turned the tide of the battle around. It was really unexpected.

The most important thing is that with the strength of the Son of the Sun, it is so difficult to resist the mysterious swordsmanship, which must also be a threat to them.

Misreading again!

This Heavenly Sword God Emperor is a formidable opponent!

"ah!"

The Son of the Sun, whose face was twisted in pain, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, his black hair dancing angrily.

Intense sunlight and majestic light burst out from his body. The power of the God Emperor and his energy and blood were exhausted, and he condensed a powerful blow.

This blow is an indomitable one!

This blow was overwhelming!

This blow will cost you your life!

"What a Holy Son of the Sun. He actually suppressed the will damage and launched such a powerful offensive."

Lin Chen showed some appreciation, but did not panic, and immediately burned the remaining 50% of the God Emperor's power.

Buzz!

The momentum increased sharply, and Lin Chen merged with the Wandering Dragon Sword to bless the divine way of space.

It’s not the second level of Space Divine Way, but the third level!

call out!

Lin Chen, who merged with his sword, traveled through space and disappeared without leaving any trace.

The Holy Son of the Sun came with a bombardment, and with a powerful blow, it violently hit the Hunyuan Holy Sword.

Bang!

The Hunyuan Holy Sky Sword exploded.

The Sun Son's attack was weakened by 30%, but its momentum remained unabated and it continued to attack forward.

Without the barrier of the Hunyuan Holy Sword, he could see clearly that there was no trace of Lin Chen ahead.

However, he felt the fluctuating space, and his face suddenly froze, and he said in disbelief: "This is... the third dimension of the divine way?"

boom!

The moment he spoke, the most powerful blow had hit the void where Lin Chen was just now, exploding thousands of miles into the sky and spreading out thousands of golden energy ripples.

The blazing sunlight surged for several seconds before gradually calming down. The Holy Son of the Sun, who transformed into Yang, stopped in mid-air.

Bang!

There was an explosion, and the Holy Son of the Sun, who transformed into Yang, appeared in his true form. His eyes were red, he held his head in his hands and screamed. His body leaned back and fell weakly on the jade platform.

The momentum condensed on him suddenly disappeared, the pain on his face gradually dissipated, his frown relaxed, and his hands dropped from his head.

However, he had exhausted the power of the God Emperor and his energy and blood, and could no longer move an inch. Even a God King could easily kill him.

He stared at Lin Chen who appeared in the corner of the jade platform with his eyes wide open, and opened his lips, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Do you still have 10% of the power of the God Emperor?"

Lin Chen smiled bitterly in his heart, immediately took back the Wandering Dragon Sword, raised his hand and said to the Holy Son of the Sun, "I accept."

The Son of the Sun's eyes were gloomy, and he closed his mouth for a long time before spitting out a thread-like voice: "You, you win."

The sound was like mosquitoes and ants, intermittent, but Lin Chen still heard it clearly.

However, the atmosphere outside the jade platform was like pouring a ladle of boiling oil, exploding with a bang, drowning out the voice of the Holy Son of the Sun.