4651. Chapter 4651 I will never be defeated

Chapter 4651 I will never be defeated

"Saint Son of Heavenly Sword hasn't lost yet?" Saint Son of Yunfeng suddenly stood up and said with excitement on his face.

"It seems there is still hope."

Holy Son Wanjian and Holy Son Chongtian all looked expectant.

The great elder in the pavilion, his eyes shining, said rather gaffefully: "This kid's bloodline is actually stronger than the bloodline of the Netherworld God Clan?"

After saying this, he looked at the seventh elder and others and asked, "How much do you know about the bloodline of the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword?"

"I don't know."

The seventh elder and others all shook their heads.

The Twenty-Third Elder hesitated and said: "Great Elder, when the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword defeated the Seven Heroes of Dayan, he relied on the power of his bloodline, but so far no one knows the specific bloodline he possesses."

The Seventh Elder nodded in agreement and said: "The same is true for Holy Son Mingye. There are tens of thousands of bloodlines recorded in the sect, but none of them match it."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Chen and Saint Mingye, and said: "Now it seems that Saint Son of Heavenly Sword and Saint Son of Mingye have both had incredible opportunities, and they have more opportunities than the latter. big."

"Does that mean that Holy Son of Heavenly Sword can defeat Holy Son of Mingye?" Elder Twenty-Third asked in surprise.

"It's hard to say. The strength of the bloodline is only part of the reason that determines victory or defeat, not the key reason for victory." The seventh elder said after a while.

"What the Seventh Elder said makes sense. Whether it is the bloodline of the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword or the Holy Son of Mingye, we have never come into contact with it before."

The Great Elder nodded and said: "It is precisely because of this that it is difficult for us to judge the competition between them and the Huanzhen Saint, and it is even more difficult to judge the competition between them."

"What the great elder said is absolutely true."

The seventh elder and others nodded in agreement.

"Damn it! How could this happen?"

Saint Son of Mingye found out that his bloodline was suppressed, and he was a little angry.

He had never encountered such a situation before, and his mood suddenly began to feel a little unstable.

Staring at Lin Chen with both eyes, Saint Mingye asked with a cold face: "Tell me, what is your bloodline?"

Lin Chen said lightly: "You are not qualified."

This was what Holy Son Mingye said to him just now, and now he returned it intact, like a loud slap on his face.

Ming Ye Shengzi's face was the color of pig's liver, with veins pulsing on his forehead. Various emotions such as aggrievedness, depression, and unwillingness suddenly surged into his heart and turned into overwhelming anger.

"Even if your bloodline is stronger than mine, I will definitely win this battle."

The Holy Son of Mingye had an unruly look on his face, his eyes revealed crazy self-confidence, and he attacked Lin Chen like an evil dragon.

He blessed the fifth level of peak space divine way, and the speed was extremely fast. It was like the fusion of black lightning and the ink sword, showing the bloodline of the Netherworld God Clan in the form of a human-sword fusion.

At this time, he had already launched his attack with all his strength, immediately forming a destructive power, with the terrifying power of earth-shattering.

"You overestimate yourself again."

Lin Chen smiled indifferently, and suddenly merged with the Wandering Dragon Sword. Adhering to the way of swordsmanship, he quickly blessed the blood of the God of Life and slashed in the air, like an ax splitting Huashan Mountain.

boom!

The two struck together, the Youlong sword facing the Mo sword. When the sword blades touched, they made a series of clanging sounds and sputtered out white and black sword lights like meteors.

The majestic aura of the Nether Bloodline, like a stormy sea, drowned the flawless light of life.

clang!

Lin Chen, who was fused with the Wandering Dragon Sword, was knocked out and rolled in the raging netherworld air.

"Hahaha, Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, what now?"

Ming Ye Shengzi succeeded with one move, and the frustration in his heart was swept away, and a proud smile appeared on his cold face.

He didn't stay for a moment and took advantage of the situation to attack Lin Chen. He was fierce, violent, and arrogant, giving off a sense of madness.

Bang!

Lin Chen was repelled again and fell from the dark world into the netherworld. His chest heaved violently, and the Dragon Sword clanked.

"Sir of Heavenly Sword, the facts show that you can't do it!"

The Holy Son of Mingye approached like a demon, and the smile on his face showed a bit of ferocity: "I don't know why, you and I have no grudges, but I just want to teach you a lesson."

This was because he had the bloodline of the Netherworld God Clan, which caused him to be inexplicably hostile to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen knew this very well, but did not tell him what he thought. He smiled and said, "Thank you for helping me."

After saying this, the kendo aura in his body suddenly surged, and an even stronger sword light burst out.

"The sixth level of swordsmanship?"

Holy Son Ming Ye was stunned for a moment, and a trace of anger quickly appeared on his face, and he shouted: "This is unreasonable! How dare you use me to understand the art of swordsmanship?"

At this moment, he felt like he was being teased by Lin Chen, his face was expressionless, and his heart was filled with anger.

"You are a good opponent. If I didn't do this, wouldn't I be sorry for you?" Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Shut up! You are too arrogant. I want you to suffer the consequences."

Ming Ye Shengzi angrily yelled and attacked even more crazily, vowing to defeat Lin Chen in one fell swoop and wash away all shame.

But the moment he attacked, he suddenly saw a blazing and beautiful purple energy from Lin Chen's body, which was the Emperor Tianshen's energy.

Saint Mingye didn't know her, but he knew that Saint Huanzhen was defeated by the purple energy in front of him, so he didn't dare to neglect and attacked fiercely.

The violent Netherworld sword light drowned Lin Chen like a sea of ​​fog, but was soon split in half by Huang Tian's god-killing energy.

The purple light was like the sun, dispelling the Netherworld Qi, and then blew towards the Saint of the Dark Night like the wind.

The entire empty, cold Netherworld was illuminated by a bright purple.

"Break it for me!"

The Netherworld God Clan smelled a hint of danger, but did not hesitate, and violently slashed down, splitting the purple light in the sky and landing on the Emperor's God-killing Qi.

Boom!

The sword Qi containing the blood power of the Netherworld God Clan was evenly matched with the Emperor's God-killing Qi, like a black sea and a purple sea facing each other from a distance.

"How is it possible?"

The Saint of the Dark Night stared at the Emperor's God-killing Qi with his eyes. He had tried his best, why couldn't he break this purple Qi?

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Saint of the Dark Night, take my sword."

Buzz!

The Emperor's God-killing Qi merged into the Youlong Sword, passed through the sword edge, and turned into a purple sword Qi, flying out.

The air of the netherworld collapsed and hit the ink sword. With a loud rumble, and another clang, it flew backwards.

Bang!

The Son of the Dark Night could not even maintain the art of the unity of man and sword. He separated from the ink sword, his cold face quickly turned pale, and pain appeared between his brows.

"You lost." Lin Chen said lightly.

"Shut up! I haven't lost yet. This is the netherworld, my territory. I am the master here and will always be invincible." The Son of the Dark Night shouted angrily.

"Really?"

Lin Chen smiled when he heard the words, and immediately merged with the Wandering Dragon Sword. With the art of the unity of man and sword, he triggered the Emperor's God-killing Qi and flew into the sky.

The sky was full of purple light, and the Emperor's God-killing Qi was like a purple dragon, showing the magical power of the heaven and earth.

Boom!

The whole netherworld made a loud noise, and a purple sword light flashed in front of the Son of the Dark Night, and then it split into two and fell to the left and right.

"No!"

The Son of Dark Night opened his eyes wide, and roared in dissatisfaction and fear.

He swung his sword desperately at Lin Chen, but he could not change anything.

The netherworld was split in half, and then the dark world was also split in two, sweeping out like a countercurrent, and directly swept the Son of Dark Night away.