Chapter Eighty-Eight: Bet!

Countless auras converge.

Radiant and radiant, the whole person of the sword god at this time was bathed in the light like a true god, ten thousand sword starlight, a transparent giant sword that exuded light, set up in front of the sword god under such a scene, even Lin Bei trembled.

In an instant, it was as if he had seen a real god, and that power really surprised Lin Bei.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

The sword god roared with scarlet eyes.

It was a sword he hadn't used before when facing those demons.

He had imagined that he would probably never use this test, but he never imagined that facing his own kind today would force him to use all his strength.

He also knew that if this sword went down, if he couldn't succeed in killing Lin Bei Cinnabar, then he would be left with endless trouble, not only because his image would be damaged, but more importantly, he would no longer have combat effectiveness after this sword.

Rumble!

The sword god roared.

A greatsword fell.

He used all his strength.

The shock this time was no longer the same as before.

Dark clouds cover the sun.

Night falls.

In the darkness, a giant sword in the air was extremely eye-catching.

Lin Beizou frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He vaguely felt that the enchantment he had arranged seemed to be loosened, and the enchantment under his hard breath unexpectedly revealed a spider-silk crack, and even Lin Bei was dumbfounded.

No way.

I'm really going to die here today, right?

He looked at him in surprise, but he quickly reacted, reaching his waist with one hand and holding all the things he could use tightly in his hand, while quickly mobilizing the yin qi around him.

All the yin qi turned into shields in front of him, even though Lin Bei knew that these shields could not protect himself, but now he had to try.

The ghost knife had a thousand blades, turning into countless fragments, and it was also intercepted in front of Lin Bei's body.

All he had to do was hold on!

The greatsword fell.

The gravity was like a mountain on top.

Lin Bei's whole facial features were distorted.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, but his body still couldn't withstand the gravity, and the next second his legs bent unconsciously, and the pressure caused by that force was far from over, and it was even just a beginning.

A surge of power poured in.

Click!

Little by little, the enchantment is loosening.

The ground beneath his feet shook and shook, faintly collapsing.

"Damn."

"Desperate."

Lin Bei gritted his teeth and insisted, stood up violently, and looked at the sword god with a determined gaze.

He rounded his arm, and the mourning stick fell towards the sword god's head.

Rumble!

The mourning stick collided with the sword intent in the air.

There was a sonic boom in the air.

"Click!"

The barrier shatters.

"What's going on?"

At this moment, the group arrived here.

The two luxury cars drove side by side, stopped at the gate of the cemetery, looked at the giant sword in the sky, and everyone's hearts were raised, and they looked in that direction anxiously.

"Definitely that guy, yes."

"Hurry up, while the matter hasn't gotten big yet, if you let outsiders know, it will be troublesome then."

The middle-aged uncle in uniform also roared anxiously.

He knew the Sword God very well.

As the top existence in the entire Nanhu City, even if they want to move the Sword God, they have to weigh it, so if the Sword God is really out of control, I am afraid that the top existence of the entire Nanhu City will not be able to control the scene.

That's what worries them the most.

Several people rushed to the scene.

The two men in the clearing twisted again.

The mourning stick kept swinging towards the sword god.

And the giant sword above his head had already come to Lin Bei's head, and the distance was just beginning, and the surging power that came next surprised Lin Bei even more.

The sharp blade can cut through almost everything.

Ten thousand swords turned into one sword.

The sword intent of this sword is enough to cut through the Nine Heavens.

But fortunately, Lin Bei, with the help of the enchantment just now, coupled with the Hades Transformation Card, the strength of the whole person surged in an instant, and by gathering the surrounding Yin Qi, coupled with his temporary cramming and quickly exchanging a group of ghosts, after absorbing the Yin Qi of these ghosts, he was barely able to resist.

"How is this possible?"

Seeing his long sword falling, Lin Bei was still safe and sound, and the sword god was dumbfounded.

And Ning Shishi, who was watching all this from the side, was also dumbfounded.

"This guy defeated the Old Ancestor?"

Ning Mingxuan glared, unable to believe it.

"Impossible, with this guy's means, how can he deal with the old ancestor so easily, there must be something wrong with this."

He still couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

After all, it's just too shocking.

The trump card of the Three Thousand Sects, the Three Thousand Sword Gods with the top strength of the human race, actually lost in the hands of an unknown person.

How is this possible?

Lin Bei looks light and breezy on the surface.

But in fact, only he can understand the pain of his body.

That power is indeed surging, and it is indeed difficult to resist, even if you have all kinds of shields, but the moment the sword falls, even the ghost knife thousand blades turned into shields can not resist, the long sword fell, the ghost knife thousand blades turned into fragments, one by one inserted into the ground, Lin Bei's body was subjected to the bombardment of the giant sword.

And there were several wounds left on his body.

It can be said that now he is just relying on one breath to hold on.

But he's gambling.

He's gambling on the conceit of the sword god!

"Impossible."

The sword god seemed to have fallen into madness, his eyes widened angrily, and he looked at him incredulously, he had condensed all his cultivation just now, but this sword had no effect, and even Lin Bei had not killed it.

How is this possible?

Feeling the bombardment just now, the people who came here quickened their pace.

When they saw what they saw, they were completely dumbfounded.

I saw that the sword god in the open space looked embarrassed, and the sword standing in front of him was broken!

The appearance of the cloak is no different from the beggar on the street, if it weren't for Liu Zhiming, the commander of the ghost division of Nanhu Town, who recognized the sword god, it would be difficult to imagine that this person was the three thousand sword gods who were once famous all over the world.

And on the opposite side of the sword god, a man dressed in a strange outfit and holding a mourning stick and soul chain in his hand was covered in blood.

Lin Bei only felt like his whole body was about to fall apart at this moment, blood kept pouring out of the wound, and he saw the sword god kneeling down in front of him decadently.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

After the transformation of Hades ended, he changed back into a human form, and his whole body was much smaller than just now, and his body was covered with blood, which was extremely terrifying.

"Three thousand sword gods, but that's it!"

Lin Bei endured the sharp pain on his body and laughed.

And at this moment, he couldn't hold it anymore, and his eyes rolled and he fainted on the ground.