For everyone's surprised gaze, Ling Chen's expression was still calm, as if he was ignoring.

"What's your opinion?"

Qing Ji frowned, and secretly said in her heart that Ling Chen was not interested, even if she was not convinced at this time, she had to hold back, unless she had the strength to challenge Beichuan Ye, and seeing that Ling Chen was like this now, she obviously did not have this kind of strength.

"I don't think Beichuan Ye is qualified to have the title of Sword King."

Ling Chen had a natural expression.

"What?"

Not only Qing Ji, but even Beichuan Ye himself changed his complexion, and immediately laughed angrily, "You said that I am not qualified, then who is qualified, is it the defeated general of the Wushuang King?" ”

"I think I should be better suited than you." Ling Chen looked directly at Beichuan Ye and said lightly.

"You're better suited than me?"

Beichuan Ye's eyes narrowed, "Who are you, dare to speak outrageously?" ”

As soon as his words fell, Na Qing Ji whispered in his ear beside him: "He is Ling Chen, the young king born this year, and he is titled the King of Ten Thousand Swords." ”

"So you're Ling Chen."

Beichuan Ye's eyes flashed with a gleam, even if he was in Yingzhou, he had heard of Ling Chen's name, after all, the aura on the latter's head was too strong, not only Ling Chen, Xuannu, Ling Yin, and Wei Wuxian were very famous.

"I've heard of your deeds, your strength is really good, but you're not my opponent yet, let's talk about it in a few years." Beichuan Ye shook his head and didn't take Ling Chen in his eyes.

"Not necessarily."

Facing the wind, Ling Chen's sword momentum burst out, spreading like a dark night, all over the entire snow-capped mountain lake.

There is no need to deliberately remind, everyone's attention was attracted at once, in the eyes of everyone, the world seems to have disappeared, only Ling Chen is left, the world in perception, there is a dead silence, some people who are close to find that they can't even speak, as if they have fallen into a nightmare, their minds can move, but their bodies can't move.

Because Ling Chen's sword intent pointed in the direction of Beichuan Ye, Qing Ji was also affected, she took a few steps back, and said with a pale face: "This is impossible." ”

She had never seen this level of sword intent, and compared to Ling Chen, Beichuan Ye was slightly inferior, which made it difficult for her to accept.

"He's finally going to make a move."

Xuannu's beautiful eyes were surging with essence, she had already known that Ling Chen's strength had reached a rather terrifying point, and the person who could fight with Beichuan Ye and curb the other party's ambitions was not the Peerless King, but Ling Chen.

"Beichuan Ye, you understand now, you are not qualified to despise Ling Chen."

The eyes of the Peerless King bloomed with brilliance, and he said sharply.

Ling Chen's sword intent was much stronger than when he fought with Wei Wuxian, originally Ling Chen had reservations before, this was the true power of his sword intent!

Perhaps, Ling Chen can really accomplish what he didn't do, curb Beichuan Ye, and defend the title of the Sword King!

The long sword on his waist trembled, and it seemed that it would come out of its sheath at any time, Beichuan Ye's eyes narrowed into a line, and the cold light flowed inside, and the forest was as cold as a knife, and on Ling Chen's body, he felt a heavy threat, this threat was no longer a threat that he customized, but a threat from his body instinct, and his body instinctively felt the threat.

"Very good, it's the first time that I, Beichuan Ye, underestimated people, you are indeed underestimated by me, but so what, the outcome of winning or losing will not change anything."

The left hand pressed on the end of the hilt, Beichuan Ye's back straightened, and a sword intent that broke through the clouds went upstream, colliding with Ling Chen's sword intent, and there was an endless sound of fine crackling in the void, and the chaotic storm of will appeared out of nothing, spreading in all directions.

Yes!

The screams rang out one after another, and the people who were close had a splitting headache, and they flew backwards with a rolling belt, unable to withstand the oppression of such a sword intent.

The sword intent originally had no color, but it was stained with color under the urging of the sword soul, Ling Chen's sword intent color was blue with gold, and there was a trace of terrifying killing in the ethereal artistic conception, and Beichuan Ye was different, his sword intent was white and blue, neither strong nor weak, soft with a sharp momentum that soared upward, and Ling Chen's sword intent slammed together.

"God Destroyer!"

The true qi in Beichuan Ye's body gushed out, and all of it was poured into the long sword in his hand, and the long sword roared loudly, like a dark white wave on the ocean, slashing towards Ling Chen.

Whew!

Among them, the intertwined sword intent was torn apart, and a trace ran through, rushing straight towards Ling Chen on the mountain peak, moving forward.

Lei Yin's sword was drawn, and Ling Chen waved it in the air with his sword.

The thunderous sword qi was like a void crack, swallowing half of the wave-shaped sword qi, and the other half was also annihilated, scattered and invisible.

Beichuan Ye didn't seem to care, he was dressed in a long robe, turned into a floating rainbow, and in an instant, hundreds of swords attacked Ling Chen, each sword was incredibly fast, his body was divided into eight shadow clones, and at the same time he swung a sword, and the sword pointed directly at Ling Chen's vital point.

"It's terrible, this Beichuan night can actually separate eight shadow clones at a time!"

"Yingzhou's luck in the past thousand years, I'm afraid it has exploded in this Beichuan night, where would there be such a terrifying genius in Yingzhou before."

"It's like the sword demon Wei Wuxian, but this Beichuan night is even stronger than Wei Wuxian, I'm afraid that all the potential in Wei Wuxian's body will be stimulated, so that's it!"

"A once-in-a-lifetime genius!"

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Ling Chen rushed forward towards Beichuan Ye, the Lei Yin Sword swung to the extreme, and blocked Beichuan Ye's attack with one sword after another, not only that, although Ling Chen was in a contrarian trend, the counteroffensive was better than one wave, and the offensive of Beichuan Ye was contained.

Ling Chen doesn't know any doppelganger skills, so naturally he can't fight as many doppelgangers as Beichuan Ye, but Ling Chen has swordsmanship, he controls a flying sword, and his own speed is also extremely fast, so it seems that there are eight Ling Chen and eight Beichuan Ye fighting, high in the air, there are two figures everywhere, you chase me, the sword qi bursts back and forth, dense, but it can't hurt them at all.

Far away around the Snow Mountain Lake, everyone was dumbfounded, and they were all dumbfounded.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that someone would have used swordsmanship to such an outrageous level, and it wasn't one, it was two.

Beichuan Night's strength is beyond their imagination.

Ling Chen's strength also shocked them again.

Sword King level battles!

Now many young geniuses understand why Beichuan Ye dares to be so arrogant and proclaim himself the King of Swords, it is because Beichuan Ye does have this strength and confidence! Fortunately, they also have a Ling Chen here, otherwise, Beichuan Ye will definitely be able to get the title of Sword King today!

(End of chapter)