"Hmm..."

In response to Chen Lin, a satin-like red light swept from the sky, winding and winding, about to sweep it away.

Chen Lin did not hesitate, swung his sword and slashed away, and there was a thunderous sound that stirred up, strong and strong, and suddenly fell, smashing the red light that swept in.

It's a pity that the red light exploded and quickly re-condensed, like an immortal snake, opening its bloody mouth, devouring the sky and the earth to exude an incomparably terrifying suction, causing the surrounding houses and stone pillars to rise from the ground and throw themselves into it.

Chen Lin bore the brunt of the attack, and he couldn't be an exception, his body shook, and he was about to be sucked over.

At the critical moment, he took out the ironwood sword from the hidden void sac, and inserted it into the earth with his backhand, immediately drawing an incomparably terrifying ravine to counteract the terrifying suction.

However, the others didn't have such a skill, and they flew up one after another, and it was simply difficult to resist the attack of a powerful figure in the Dao Soul Realm.

"Little junior brother, do you go quickly......" Mo Chuan was sucked into the air, like a humanoid kite, and his body involuntarily rolled with the air current, but he didn't forget to swing his soft sword, wanting to grab something, and didn't forget to remind Chen Lin.

The figure of the wind and frost was also sucked up, and the surrounding rocks were not rolling around, or the bricks and stone pillars of the houses, all of which seemed to have no weight at this time, leaping into the large red light, and there was no way out, and there was no entry or exit.

"Chen Lin, leave us alone, you go to the palace to find my grandfather..."

In the blink of an eye, only the Yuan Yuan and Xu Yin were left around Chen Lin, and the three of them were still struggling to persevere, which was extremely miserable.

"Sky Split..."

Chen Lin suddenly roared angrily, and the True Gu Yuan Sword swept up, shooting out a light and empty sword light, silently, flying over Mo Chuan, between the wind and frost and the black hole-like red light that emitted an incomparably terrifying attraction.

Shhhh

Like a scissor cracking, all the suction and spatial induction are cut off.

Mo Chuan, Feng Qingshuang and the others immediately fell to the ground with the messy things such as stones, door panels, bricks, medicine bottles, and even weapons.

Fortunately, they were all practicing, and their strength was not bad, they landed steadily, waved their swords to cut through all kinds of debris, and successfully rushed to Chen Lin's side, and said in shock: "Let's go..."

"I can't leave..." Chen Lin knew that in the spot, anyone could go, but he couldn't go.

Otherwise, let him walk away under his nose, and the two big figures of Qianjun Daozi and Streamer Sword Hou will definitely lose face.

Akiyama Wufeng suddenly sneered, "Even if you are self-aware, cousin Qingshuang, the matter here has nothing to do with you, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs." ”

Feng Qingshuang was furious: "Autumn Mountain Wufeng, today's matter, I definitely have to settle it with you..."

At this moment, the blood flag of the thousand armies fluttered again, swaggering violently, and a rolling red light swept in, like a tide, wave after wave, endless, endless.

After an instant, the rolling red clouds turned into thousands of troops, heavy blood shadows, and violently slaughtered down, so many that the void was filled.

As far as Chen Lin could see, the heavens and the earth were full of terrifying and hideous-looking blood shadows, completely surrounding him, and he could no longer see anything else.

The demons danced wildly, and the blood filled the sky, like an endless hell descending.

Chen Lin took a deep breath and swung his sword to meet him, fighting endlessly.

However, at this moment, a sword light rained down from the sky, fast to the extreme, thunder soared, like a streamer, falling into thousands of troops, just one sword, swept away a large area.

Not only does it not have the dull feeling of being encircled, but the stronger the enemy, the more numerous, the more terrifying the power, shuttling back and forth, and strangling.

The sword light not only fought with the blood banner of the thousand armies, but also protected Chen Lin, so that the attack of a Qiqi Sona towards Chen Lin was defeated.

The blood flag of the thousand armies whistling back and forth in the air, hunting and hunting, while killing the sword light, pounced on Chen Lin, wanting to take Chen Lin and take him away.

It's a pity that after trying a few times, he was either destroyed by that sword light, or he was blocked by Chen Lin himself, and it was difficult to advance an inch, and every time it was in vain.

"The world of blood..."

Suddenly, such a voice came from the blood banner of a thousand armies, cold and bright, revealing an indescribable sense of majesty and power.

The blood-colored flag of the blood flag unfolded violently, vast and boundless, like the Milky Way in the sky, slowly falling, those blood lights, those blood shadows, with the support of the blood river, quickly became condensed, and seemed real.

When the sword light fell, it was no longer easy to slash lightly, shuttling back and forth, and there was a feeling that the sword had fallen into the mire, and there was nowhere to use the strength.

"Ah..."Elder Yu Yuan, Mo Chuan and the others all really felt that aura was more than ten times more ferocious, as if it was like a substance descending on them, and it was difficult to resist.

If someone else is replaced, in this case, I am afraid that I will have already been frightened, prostrate on the ground and tremble, waiting for death.

They gritted their teeth and endured it, because, right in front of them, Chen Lin didn't move, and the battle intent on his body exploded violently, accompanied by eight huge and incomparably loud roars.

Rumble...

Boom...

Thundered...

Chen Lin turned the nine invincible sword fetuses in the depths of his eyebrows, one mother and eight sons, all of them to the extreme, until he could no longer suppress them, turned into a chilling sword intent, and rose to the sky...

All the people who were watching the battle suddenly lit up in front of them, only to see a sword aura like a giant pillar of optimus towering between the heavens and the earth, extremely sharp, bursting the void, and many pitch-black gaps appeared at first glance, like hair, like a swimming snake, like a black dragon roaring.

The vitality of heaven and earth was also vividly cut, swept into the sky, turned into a howling wind, pierced the river of blood in the sky, and annihilated countless blood and blood shadows.

The blood flag of the thousand armies then retreated, and the flag shrank and restored to its original form.

The sword light came out of it, like light breaking through the darkness, still bright and sharp, but it was no longer the only one.

In the west of Wangcheng, an old man frowned and said, "...... There is even a third person, who is it that can fight against the two madmen of Qianjun Daozi and Streamer Sword Wait?"

"It's worth destroying a street in Miè to make me wait to see such a battle..."

"Awesome, really awesome... Those two haven't done it in person for five or six years, what the hell is it for this time to do it personally?"

......

They sent people to inquire, but unfortunately, who would dare to enter the center of the battlefield now?

Although the Akiyama Imperial Castle is large and there are many masters, there are only a maximum of ten people who know about it at this time.

Akiyama Wufeng was one of them, watching Chen Lin burst out at close range, his sword aura soaring into the sky, and repelling the magic weapons of the two masters at the same time, it was really terrifying, he couldn't understand, Chen Lin was just an eighth-order sword master, how could he have such a powerful power?

By now, he finally understood why Akiyama Xuan had lost so badly, and he didn't care about it at first, but now it seems that Chen Lin has become the biggest obstacle for all the young geniuses who want to make a name for themselves at the Lancang Conference...

It must be eradicated in advance...

Akiyama's face was as cold as frost, and he shouted coldly: "Boy, my father asked me to invite you personally, come with me... Sooner or later, I will be suppressed, you come with me, my father can give you a chance..."

"Really?"

Chen Lin trembled all over, his muscles trembled uncontrollably, he was sore, and the cold sweat on his forehead was rolling down.

Obviously, his body was operating beyond its limits and could collapse at any time, but his sword intent was still soaring into the sky, and his battle intent was vast.

"I'll say it again, you asked me Chen Lin, did you agree?" Chen Lin roared again, and the sound shook the four wilds.

Many masters nearby immediately heard it, and there was a lot of discussion: "Chen Lin, which Chen Lin?"

"At the banquet of the Bafang Palace, the person who defeated Akiyama Xuan strongly seems to be called Chen Lin?"

"Could it be that Qianjun Daozi and Streamer Sword Hou are fighting for this person?..."

Qiu Shan Wufeng's face turned blue and pale, and he could naturally hear that the "you" Chen Lin asked did not include him at all.

It's a thousand army Daozi, a streamer sword marquis...

It can be seen that Chen Lin didn't take them seriously at all...

"Good, good... Also a fanatic... If you don't leave today, you have to go with me..."Akiyama Wufeng suddenly made a move, his five fingers turned over, and five aircurrents shot out, the Dao Dao was as sharp as a sword, and the qi was retractable, and he grabbed it towards Chen Lin.

Akiyama Wufeng, is a sixth-order great sword master...

Chen Lin seemed to have expected it, and when he counterattacked, the ironwood sword flew up, blooming like a firework, bursting out with extremely brilliant sword light, which happened to be on the path of Akiyama's five-fingered sword qi without a blade.

If he doesn't back down, not only will his five fingers be crushed, but his wrists and arms will be difficult to protect.

Akiyama Wufeng's face changed, he withdrew his hand, and held the hilt of the sword, about to pull out a bladeless heavy sword hanging from his waist.

However, the sword body was only half withdrawn, and the ironwood sword in Chen Lin's hand had already flown in, slapped on the back of Akiyama Wufeng's hand, and pressed down violently, Akiyama Wufeng was horrified, and wanted to resist, but felt powerless.

"Boom..."

Before the bladeless heavy sword was unsheathed, it was re-suppressed into the scabbard, and Akiyama Wufeng's tiger mouth also exploded, the flesh and blood were blurred, and under the severe pain, he couldn't hold the hilt of the sword and flew out in the air.

He roared angrily, and wanted to fight again, Mo Chuan and Xu Yin had already taken the opportunity to put their swords on Akiyama Wufeng's neck, and the cold sword light forced him to calm down.

That's when ...

Chen Lin defeated Akiyama Wufeng in two moves, and his battle intent rose to the peak, even if it was a ninth-order great sword master, or even a strong person at the level of sword soul, he had the courage to fight.

Above the sky, that big fight also had a result...

In the end, it was the Streamer Sword Marquis who was superior.

The army of blood shadows was all strangled.

The clouds rolled upside down, receded like a tide, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth suddenly returned to normal.

The streamer-like sword light, although it was a lot dimmed, showed the powerful brilliance of the sword cultivation and descended.

The sword light shook suddenly, and exploded in the air.

Exploded into a human form.

A man of light.

It was a middle-aged man with a blurred face and a sword intent.

"Sword Marquis..."

Bang...

Many people knelt down and bowed to the shrine.

A sword marquis and a Taoist son, his status is no less than that of any prince of the Akiyama Kingdom, and even higher.

"The soul town vitality, wishful changes, thousands of miles away, appear incarnate...... This person has already reached a very high level of the Sword Soul Realm, at least, he is also above the third order of the Sword Soul?"

Others don't have this eyesight, but Chen Lin can recognize it.

This light man, that is, the incarnation of the Streamer Sword Marquis suppressed the true qi in the air with a trace of sword soul, and spoke.

"Ancient Sword Mansion Chen Lin, looking at the sword cultivation of the 100,000-mile Lancang Great Plain, among the younger generation, it is difficult to find a genius who is better than you... I'm going to show up and ask you to see me, so can you say yes?" R405