4610. Chapter 4610 The First Opponent

Chapter 4610 The first opponent

boom!

The Holy Son of the Power Sword on the sword platform fired his natal divine weapon, with divine light all over his body, and a steady stream of the power of the God Emperor. It was obvious that he had gone all out.

The sixth level of peak gravity divine way enveloped the Holy Son of Annihilation, causing the air to explode and the space to crack, but it still could not shake him in the slightest.

As the Saint Son of Annihilation pushed forward suddenly, his palm that blocked the fist of the Saint Son of Power Sword surged forward like a sea of ​​blood, making a rumbling sound.

Bang!

The Holy Son of Lijian shrank his fist, shook his shoulders, and flew backwards. His divine weapon also flew out, and its power was greatly reduced.

The Saint Son of Killing was very strong, and much more powerful than the Saint Son of Sword. It only took him less than ten breaths to defeat him.

However, every Holy Son present and even the disciples fighting outside Zishan knew one thing.

If the Saint Son of Annihilation had not used his Gravity Divine Way to hone his divine body, he would have been defeated faster. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was defeated by Sanhe.

Seeing this, Holy Son Yunfeng shook his head and said to Lin Chen: "The gap between him and the Holy Son of Killing is too big. Except for a few others who are expected to aspire to be the Supreme God Emperor, it is difficult for the other original God Emperor Saints to In his hands, it lasted ten rounds.”

Lin Chen glanced at him and asked curiously: "I think you are stronger than the Holy Son of Sword. How many rounds can you fight with the Holy Son of Destruction?"

Holy Son Yunfeng showed a hint of surprise. He did not answer the question, but asked: "Sir of Heavenly Sword, how do you see that I am better than Holy Son of Lijian?"

After he asked, he told Lin Chen something: "I'm afraid you don't know that in the last Purple Mountain Sword Competition, I was ranked twenty-eight and he was twenty-nine, but in fact our strength is about the same."

Lin Chen smiled and said: "You are talking about the last Zishan Sword Competition, I am talking about this Zishan Sword Competition."

"Your eyesight is scary. Although I am at a higher level than you, I always feel like I can't hide anything from you."

Holy Son Yunfeng smiled dumbly, looked at Holy Son Killer on the sword platform, and said: "If I try my best, I can fight him for up to thirty rounds, but..."

At this point, his voice changed: "I made the comparison based on his strength in the last Purple Mountain Sword Competition. You know, a peerless genius like him cannot stand still."

Lin Chen deeply agreed with this and said: "The realm has not been improved, but there are many aspects that can be improved, such as divine law, qi and blood, divine body, spirit, will, soul, and belief."

Holy Son Yunfeng said with deep feeling: "Yes, as long as one of the things you mentioned is improved, the overall strength will be improved."

After saying this, he looked at the Holy Son of Annihilation and said seriously: "I am very sure that the power of his divine body is stronger than before."

"It's really strong."

Lin Chen could feel the pressure and thought that his divine body power was not as strong as the opponent's.

Holy Son Yunfeng suddenly smiled again: "But having said that, his defeat of Holy Son Lijian also made us lose one opponent."

"Um."

Lin Chen looked at the Holy Son of Lijian and nodded.

According to the rules, if he loses to the Saint Son of Annihilation, he will lose the qualification to continue participating in the sword debate.

In this regard, Lijian Shengzi smiled and accepted it calmly.

But he was not so polite to the Holy Sons who just made fun of him, saying that if it were them, they would not be able to withstand the move of Killing the Holy Son, which made those Holy Sons look like pig liver with anger.

Looking at Saint Son of Killing again, after he defeated Saint Son of Sword, his expression remained unchanged. He left the sword platform coldly, and the dazzling blood light slowly dissipated.

Soon, two more Holy Sons were selected by the Twelve Elders and boarded the sword platform to compete.

The Zishan Sword Discussion was carried out in an orderly manner. Lin Chen was observing the battle and getting to know his opponent, while sensing the power of space contained in the sword platform, and gradually gained something.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and suddenly the voice of the twelve elders came again: "Sir of Heavenly Sword, Holy Son of Fenghuan." After saying that, he glanced at Lin Chen.

The Seventh Elder and the Twenty-Third Elder also smiled, thinking that this kid had finally come on stage.

Hearing this, Lin Chen smiled and said to Holy Son Yunfeng: "Finally, I was chosen."

"It's him?"

However, Holy Son Yunfeng showed a hint of surprise and said seriously: "Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, I know that you are very strong, but don't underestimate your opponent. Holy Son of Fenghuan has the No. 1 Nihility in our Taibai Sword Sect. The title of the Holy Son of the God Emperor, he ranked 40th in the last Purple Mountain Sword Competition, ranked in front of all the Holy Sons of the same realm, and defeated several original Sons of the God Emperor."

Then, he added: "The Blood Sin Son you defeated was far inferior to him."

"Nine Supreme God Emperor Sons, thirty-five original God Emperor Sons, a total of forty-four people, but he is ranked forty. So he has defeated four original God Emperor Sons?"

Lin Chen pondered for a while, then smiled, and laughed at himself: "It seems that my luck is not good? There is even a point difference?"

Holy Son Yunfeng, who was very serious just now, laughed when he heard what he said: "You can defeat him, right?"

"You'll know after a comparison."

Lin Chen smiled and walked out from him. With a swish, he stepped on the sword wave and walked towards the sword platform.

"Oh, is it him?"

Holy Son Qian Tian showed a hint of interest when he saw Lin Chen coming out.

Saint Son Yanghe, who is also the Son of the Supreme God Emperor, saw him looking at Lin Chen and asked in confusion: "What? Qiantian, do you know this Saint Son of Heavenly Sword?"

"Well, we had a chance encounter. This time I came back to the sect for training, and I came back with him." Holy Son Qiantian nodded and said, "He is very good."

"I agree with this. It is said that when he entered the sect, he was in the realm of Chaos God Emperor, but now he is already the God Emperor of Nothingness. In just over a hundred years, he has managed to break through three realms in a row. Such speed of cultivation makes I feel inferior too.”

The Holy Son of Yanghe was quite emotional when he talked about Lin Chen, and then said: "I know your temperament, and you don't praise others easily. Now that you even say that he is good, it shows that he is even more evil than the rumors."

"I agree with what you said." Holy Son Qiantian smiled.

"Then what do you think of his battle with Feng Huan Saint Son?" Saint Son Yang He asked.

"What do you think?" Holy Son Qiantian asked without answering.

"As you know, Holy Son Feng Huan is the number one Emperor of Nothingness in our sect. He is definitely stronger now than before. He is fast and has good illusion skills. It was not easy for the Sword Saint to win that day." Saint Yang He Zi Dao.

"The difficulty is not small, which does not mean that there is no chance of winning. On the contrary, I think he has a good chance of winning."

Ganzhi looked at Lin Chen and suddenly said something irrelevant: "Do you know? I can't see through him."

"he?"

When Saint Son of Yanghe heard this, his expression became more serious. He looked at Lin Chen from a distance, and his expression suddenly became strange: "I can't seem to see through him either." He began to doubt his own judgment.

The Holy Son of Blood Sin among the Void God Emperors, while looking at Lin Chen, said to several friends: "His first opponent is the Holy Son of Feng Huan, he won't lose, right?"

Several friends laughed when they heard this and said without thinking: "Nonsense, if he can defeat you, can he also defeat Holy Son of Feng Huan?"

After severely criticizing the Holy Son of Blood Sin, several people looked at the young man who walked onto the sword platform from the other side with respectful expressions. He was the Holy Son of Feng Huan.

I saw that he was well-proportioned, wearing a white and gray silk robe, with black hair tied up, and his eyes were bright, giving people a dreamlike feeling, and there was a breeze swirling under his feet.