Chapter 6582 The Final Blow
"What kind of blood does Tianjian benefactor have that is so powerful?"
Zhigang Zen Master and the other four looked at Lin Chen in this state, and they all felt that their blood was suppressed, and they couldn't help showing shock.
"Who is this kid, why does he have such a terrible blood?"
Wu Axiu was pale, feeling that her Shura blood could not resist, and the ten old men with long eyebrows also looked at Lin Chen in horror.
Wu Mo stared at Lin Chen with his eyes fixed, and said uncertainly: "It seems to be the blood of the Life God Clan?"
"Life God Clan, are you from the Life God Clan?"
Mo Tianming showed shock for the first time, his eyes changed several times, and suddenly questioned: "No, you are not from the innate Life God Clan, you are from the acquired Life God Clan, but why is your blood so powerful?"
"He is actually from the acquired Life God Clan blood?"
Hearing what Mo Tianming said, Wu Mo, Wu Axiu father and daughter, and the ten old men with long eyebrows were all shocked and looked at Lin Chen in disbelief.
"Master Zhigang, what is the blood of the acquired life god clan?"
The three people from Daoyuan asked Master Zhigang with puzzled expressions.
Master Zhigang had not yet reacted, and said with a look of sudden realization: "So that's it. I never thought that Young Master Tianjian would get such a great opportunity."
Then, he told Daoyuan and the other three.
At this time, Lin Chen had already attacked Motianming, clenching his fists, shining white, like two jade mountains, hitting Motianming's face and chest respectively.
"Damn it, my Shura clan blood is the best, but it is not as good as his acquired life god clan blood."
Motianming's face was slightly gloomy, but he did not hesitate at all, bursting out with all his strength, his bloody hair grew longer, hanging down to his waist, and the killing rune between his eyebrows shone like a torch.
Buzz!
At this moment, his eyes turned blood red, and the blood light above his head was surging, covering a thousand miles of radius, blood and energy raging, murderous energy everywhere, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling was heard, sharp and piercing.
Facing his gaze, Lin Chen found that his spiritual world was facing a surging sea of blood and killing, so he decisively ran the Batuo Sutra to protect it.
The wings of life flapped quickly, Lin Chen's black hair flew, his breath was sacred, breaking through the sea of blood in front of him, and instantly approached Mo Tianming.
Looking at Lin Chen who was so close, Mo Tianming shouted: "Come on, today I will let you experience the supreme magical power of my Shura clan, Shura Holy Kill."
Before the shout fell, he turned one hand into a palm and the other into a fist, and struck out like lightning, colliding with Lin Chen's fists.
Bang bang bang...
The endless explosions were heard, mixed with the crisp sound of bone cracking, which was creepy.
Wu Mo's father and daughter, Zen Master Zhigang and the other four looked nervously, and saw that Lin Chen and Mo Tianming's fists were all broken and wounded, splashing divine blood, and they couldn't help but tremble.
Feeling the intense pain in his fists, Lin Chen was moved.
"The supreme magical power of the Shura clan is even more mysterious than the Batuo Sutra. Could it be the top-level magical power of the universe?"
Bang!
The left shoulder made a sound, the clothes were torn, and the divine blood splashed. Lin Chen's divine body shook, but he also punched Mo Tianming back and hit him in the left abdomen.
Mo Tianming's face was like a bitter gourd, and a blood flower splashed on his back, staining his spotless white clothes red.
But he never hummed, his red eyes locked on Lin Chen, and he kept swinging his fists, fighting back and forth with Lin Chen, fighting evenly, and it was hard to tell who was better.
You know, Lin Chen used the blood of the Life God Clan, and his overall strength increased by more than double, but he was unable to defeat the opponent, which shows how powerful this magical power "Shura Holy Kill" is.
Bang!
Another muffled sound.
Lin Chen's fist hit Mo Tianming's chest, and his palm slapped Lin Chen's waist, both of which made a bone cracking sound and splashed divine blood.
But the two seemed not to notice, their fists collided again, splashing a large amount of blood, and then both flew backwards.
I saw a white light hole in the void on the left, which was hit by Lin Chen. His left abdomen collapsed a little, his fists were bloody, his ten fingers were broken, and fresh bone fragments appeared, which was horrible.
Looking at Mo Tianming on the right, his injuries were no less serious than Lin Chen, his chest was sunken, his internal organs were bleeding, his fists were almost shattered, his ten fingers were incomplete, and the blood was flowing.
"Hiss."
The three people from Daoyuan, as well as Wu Ashui and the old man with long eyebrows, all took a breath of cold air, their eyes were almost dull, and their expressions were in shock.
Master Zhigang and Wu Mo were old six-tribulation saints, and their mental state was much better than theirs, but they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then they showed a look of surprise, thinking that Lin Chen and Mo Tianming were both monsters.
"Cough cough..." Lin Chen coughed uncomfortably twice, and then circulated his blood and holy power, and his waist, abdomen and fists healed. He took a deep breath, raised his pale face, looked at Mo Tianming and said, "Do you want to fight again?"
Mo Tianming coughed out two mouthfuls of blood and spit out a mouthful of bloody turbid air, and then he eased up, but his face was still pale, and he sneered, "Why not fight?"
He tried his best to circulate his blood and holy power, and his sunken chest healed, and the blood on his ten fingers dissipated, and he recovered as before, clean and white, without any wounds.
Twisting his neck, Mo Tianming showed a savage look in his eyes, and said, "Your blood of the Life God Clan is stronger than the absolute blood, but it is definitely not as strong as the king blood. I can defeat you."
"King blood?"
Lin Chen was delicate and noticed what he said, and suddenly realized it in his heart.
It turns out that the king blood is stronger than the absolute blood.
This is the goal of the future venerable assessment.
"It seems that you don't know the king-grade bloodline. That's right. My Shura clan has fallen, how can the life clan be any better? Besides, you are a postnatal life clan, and you can't get the king-grade bloodline."
Mo Tianming was also very observant. Seeing the change in Lin Chen's eyes, he smiled and said, "But for you humans, the life clan is the supreme clan. You don't want to submit to me. You have this consideration, right?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Come if you want to fight."
Lin Chen's expression was cold, and his sharp eyes were full of fighting spirit.
After the fight with Langying Killing Saint, although he had fought with the three Mingjian Killing Saints, he couldn't let Lin Chen give his all. This Mo Tianming in front of him could.
Today, let's have a good fight!
The prodigy who will hunt the Great Wilderness Star Region will start with him.
Buzz!
With a shake of his arms, the robe of life rustled, Lin Chen stepped forward, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, and directly broke through the killing aura in front of him.
Swish!
The Wandering Dragon Sword emerged, and Lin Chen used all his strength to activate the original sword art. Suddenly, the sword light surrounded his body, and his momentum was like a divine sword in the air, rushing straight towards Mo Tianming.
Mo Tianming was also eager to fight, with a look of arrogance and confidence in his eyes and expression, saying: "This time, our company will not give you any chance again."
"I will not give you any chance again."
Lin Chen did not show any weakness, and confronted him tit for tat. The Wandering Dragon Sword in his hand suddenly turned purple, and thousands of purple sword lights burst out, reflecting the four directions of the world, beautiful and bright.
