Chapter 7267 - Judgment on Xingxue

"Villain."

Tianle and others glared at Gouxie.

Gou Xie smiled coldly and ignored Tianle and the others. With the help of Gou Mei and the others, he rested and recovered quietly.

"Damn it! He ignored us again."

Xiaohuo clenched his hands into fists, feeling furious, and turned to shout at Xingxue: "That bastard Gouxie has already given up, why are you insisting on it? My father is more than ten times better than you, give up quickly, don't take it upon yourself." Humiliated."

Xiao Guangming and others also started making noises and struck Xing Xue.

Xing Xue had snow-white wings on his back, and his whole body was spotless and full of sacred temperament. His face was cold and solemn, his eyes were cold, and he didn't even look at Xiao Huo and the others.

"Damn it, this Xingxue looks down on us just like that bastard Gouxie."

Xiaohuo and the others were angry and depressed, but they had no choice but to stop their activities.

Unexpectedly, he ignored Xiaohuo and the others' punishment, but looked at Lin Chen and said: "Heavenly Sword Holy God, this second level of assessment is by no means comparable to the first level of assessment. It tests the ten major powers. You are only the Eight Tribulations Holy God." At this stage, all major forces will inevitably fail. It is not easy to persist to this point, so why not give up when things get better? "

"I can still hold on for a while, but Brother Xingxue, you don't seem to be able to do that anymore."

Lin Chen smiled and said: "From my perspective, compared with Gou Xie, you only have a slight advantage in blood, divine body and qi. You can only last for half a cup of tea at most. If you don't retreat, you will definitely be attacked by the Shifang Realm." The backlash.”

"How is it possible? He is only in the realm of the Holy God of Eight Tribulations, how can he see my condition?"

Xing Xue was startled when he heard this, and looked at Lin Chen with a hint of surprise. He said calmly: "Holy God of Heavenly Sword, do you think you can beat me?"

"What's the difficulty in defeating you?" Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, let's see who among you and me can have the last laugh." Xing Xuepi said with a smile.

Lin Chen smiled lightly and ignored him.

Xing Xue also looked away, thinking: "Half a cup of tea? I don't believe he can see my limit."

"Brother, how long do you think Brother Xingxue Daoist can hold on? He can't really only hold on for half a cup of tea, right?"

Seeing this, Gou Mei frowned and hurriedly asked his eldest brother Gou Xie. Wu Sen and Hell Blade also looked at him.

Gou Xie shook his head and said, "How is that possible? The Sword Saint was only the Eight Tribulations Holy God that day. How good his eyesight can be, but how can he understand the abilities of Brother Xingxue? Sister, you can rest assured."

"Too."

The three Gou Mei smiled and nodded.

Only the strong can see through the weak. How can the weak see through the strong?

That day, the Sword Saint God was just bluffing and exaggerating, which was not worthy of belief.

"This kid is a monster. Since he said so, Xing Xue may only be able to hold on for half a cup of tea."

Holy Son Mowu, Lingtian and others talked in low voices. Although they hated Lin Chen, they understood that Lin Chen was capable of what others were unable to do, so they believed in Lin Chen's judgment on Xingxue.

As for Tianle and others, they believed in Lin Chen deeply and criticized Xingxue again, telling him to give up quickly to avoid embarrassment.

The punishment turned a deaf ear.

At this moment, Li Cang and Che Zhou from the Sword Spirit Star Territory walked out of the Shifang Realm. Their faces were pale and their steps were staggering. They had obviously reached their limit.

Li Cang and the others looked back at Luo Shaobai, feeling unwilling to accept that they had lost to this man again, but they had really tried their best, so they could only place their hopes on Ji Xuan.

"The Li Cang two are not weak, but their bodies, minds and beliefs are their weak points."

Lin Chen glanced at Li Cang and the other two, and then looked at Ji Xuan, his face expressionless and calm.

It seemed that the previous guess was correct. When Ji Xuan tried a move with him, he didn't use all his strength.

If they are competing for the inheritance of ancient saints such as swordsmanship, Ji Xuan and Luo Shaobai are the biggest competitors.

Before I knew it, it was almost half tea time.

"How is that possible? Brother Xingxue Daoist really can't hold on any longer?"

Gou Xie and the four people suddenly saw Xing Xue, who was fine a moment ago, suddenly shaking, his face turned white, his eyes were gray, and two blood stains overflowed from the corners of his eyes, like tears of blood, which was shocking to see.

"Sure enough, as the evildoer said, this torture blood can't last half a cup of tea."

Saint Son of Mowu and others were stunned for a moment, shook their heads secretly, and turned to look at Lin Chen, becoming more and more fearful.

"Hahaha, Xingxue, you didn't believe it just now, how about now? Are you unlucky?"

Tianle and Xiaohuo laughed loudly. They were ignored by Xingxue just now, but now they were relieved.

"Shut...poof."

Xing Xue's face turned into pig liver after hearing this, and he wanted to angrily scold Tianle and others for shutting up, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the blood and energy in his body surged up crazily and spurted out uncontrollably. He wanted to persist, but his seven orifices bleed. , will fall to the ground.

Bang!

The power of the Shifang Realm directly flew him away, as weak as straw, setting off an arc of blood.

Gou Xie and the other four were so distraught that they hurriedly rose into the air, caught Xing's blood that was about to hit the ground, and hurriedly gave him the magic elixir to heal his wounds.

"Deserved it."

Seeing this, Tianle and the others laughed even more happily.

"Did Xingxue really suffer backlash? How did the Sword Saint predict it in advance that day?"

Li Cang, Ji Yue, Feng Li and others were shocked and felt incredible. They looked at Lin Chen, full of doubts and curiosity.

"Is this person's eyesight so good?"

Luo Shaobai and Hua Tianying looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. They asked themselves whether Xing Xue would be counterattacked in half a cup of tea.

"This Heavenly Sword Saint is getting more and more unexpected." Jiang Nanshan smiled upon seeing this.

Ji Xuan and Bu Xiu monk looked at each other in surprise, thinking that if Lin Chen could judge how long Xing Xue could last, then could he also judge how long they could last?

Probably not.

Ji Xuan and his companions were worried. They had not yet been attacked by the Ten Directions Realm, which meant that their powers were better than Xing Xue.

No matter how good one's eyesight was, there should be a limit. It was estimated that the Heavenly Sword Saint God could not judge it.

After a moment of hesitation, Ji Xuan looked at Lin Chen and asked with a smile: "Brother Tian Jian, how long do you think I can last?"

Seeing this, Luo Shaobai and others looked at Lin Chen intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Chen said without hesitation: "Brother Ji Xuan's bloodline is not weak, which makes his divine body, blood and ancient saint power stronger. You are a sword cultivator, and your spirit, soul and will are not bad. Only your mind and faith are a little worse. Maybe you can still hold on for half a cup of tea, which is better than Brother Long Yuan."

Before going to the Holy Spirit Mountain, he had a grudge with Long Yuan, so he didn't mind taking this opportunity to suppress the other party.

"Half a cup of tea?"

Ji Xuan smiled, not angry.

Long Yuan, on the contrary, heard Lin Chen's words, his eyes turned cold, and he said: "Heavenly Sword Saint, are you so sure that I will be backlashed by the Ten Directions Realm before him?

"At most one-third of a cup of tea, the result will be clear." Lin Chen said lightly.