Eight hundred and thirty fourth chapter battle sword
"The most powerful blow of the Huangtian Sword, what should Huang Qianqiu do?"
Chen Ling, Huang Jue and others all stared at him with solemn eyes.
Bang!
Crisp and crispy.
Huang Qianqiu pushed forward with a light palm, and the wave of the sword set off by that sword actually went backwards.
Huang Tian Dao's complexion turned pale, his body was uncontrollable, and he stepped back through the void.
The moment he stopped, the light of the sword was eclipsed.
puff!
Huang Tian Dao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the dim sword miserably. He knew better than anyone else that Huang Qianqiu had shown mercy.
The broadsword in his hand is a top-notch ancient treasure that cannot be broken by Huang Qianqiu, but if that palm explodes, he will not just spit out a mouthful of blood.
"I lost."
Huangtian Dao looked at Huang Qianqiu, murmured to Nie Ru, and then walked out of the square in despair.
"So strong."
Chen Ling's eyes flickered and he stared at Huang Qianqiu fearfully.
This guy is a powerful enemy.
Especially since this guy's original magical power hasn't been used yet.
The crowd was dead silent.
After a while, King Tiansheng said: "The three battles are over, and the winners are Huang Qianqiu, Chen Ling, and Huang Jue. Now do you three want to challenge the three of them?"
The Heavenly Saint King then swept towards the defeated Huang Ling'er, Huang Longye and Huang Tian Dao.
The expressions of the three people were complicated, and their eyes swept over the three people of Huang Qianqiu, constantly changing.
"I give up." Huang Linger quickly shook her head and gave up.
It is too difficult for her to compete for the Holy Son with her strength, there is no hope at all.
Huang Longye hesitated for a moment and then gave up.
I thought Chen Ling was the weaker one among them, but he was no match for even Chen Ling, let alone Luang Jue and Huang Qianqiu.
The two gave up, leaving only the Wild Sky Sword.
"I challenge Chen Ling."
Huang Tian Dao looked at Chen Ling, the gloom in his eyes faded, and he regained his fighting spirit.
"I'll give you half an hour to recover." After the Tiansheng King finished speaking, the square fell into dead silence.
Huangtian Dao glanced at Chen Ling, then sat down to recover.
"I'm afraid you are stronger than me now." Huang Jue looked at Chen Ling and whispered quietly.
Chen Ling smiled: "Brother Huang Jue, the three of us have the same cultivation level. We have never fought before, so we don't necessarily know who is stronger and who is weaker."
Huang Jue's face twitched and he said: "You are really good at comforting people. At least, I wouldn't dare to provoke the Half-Step Holy King monster, and yet you killed it."
Looking at the young man in front of him, Huang Jue sighed in his heart.
Long before, he had a hunch that Chen Ling would soon surpass him.
I didn't expect it to be so soon.
There is no doubt that Huang Jue is stronger than Huang Tian Dao.
But Chen Ling is confident in facing Huang Jue.
Immortal power is his trump card.
The immortal power in his Dantian has reached his current limit. Any more will cause chaos with the true energy.
This level is enough to support him in several battles with Huang Jue's level.
As for Huang Qianqiu, he is his greatest enemy.
He doesn't care whether the Son of God is high or low.
However, the two of them must have a battle to decide the winner.
Half an hour will come soon.
The Wild Sky Sword is in full swing and has recovered as before.
The two stepped into the square.
Huang Ling'er's beautiful eyes flickered, and she secretly said: "I'm afraid this battle with Brother Tiandao will be very bad."
"That guy Chen Ling is not an ordinary pervert."
In the square, the two of them were speechless, their eyes met, and the majestic fighting spirit gathered in the sky.
boom!
Chen Ling moved.
Since we have to fight, we should fight vigorously and strike first.
The news was like thunder, as fierce as a powerful dragon, roaring across the sky, making a huge sound, and a palm turned into a giant hammer and struck down.
The momentum of the Huangtian Sword surged all over his body, and he slashed down with one blow.
The blade is strong and powerful, ancient and long.
Bang!
Chen Ling's hands were as big as gold and stone, and the blades met and spattered large sparks.
But the next moment, the Wild Sky Sword's offensive was like a tiger coming down the mountain, unparalleled in power and extremely domineering.
Every blade can break mountains and shatter the sky.
The overwhelming swirl of knives spreading over the ground made the hearts of countless tribesmen on the edge tremble.
Knives and swords are the most powerful weapons.
Compared with swords, knives are more powerful and violent.
The sword's power is continuous, invincible, and unyielding in a hundred battles.
Bang!
Bang!
"How strong is that guy Chen Ling?"
"Brother Tiandao's blade was easily broken every time."
"It's unbelievable. It seems that Brother Tiandao suppressed Chen Ling, but Chen Ling was not suppressed at all. Facing Brother Tiandao's attack, he seemed to be practicing his skills."
"It's terrible. Anyone who underestimates Chen Ling will definitely suffer a big loss."
"Damn, he is more suitable to be a Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan member than us."
The battle is fierce, but those with a discerning eye can't help but sigh.
Chen Ling's strength was beyond expectations and was expected by some people.
It is always part of those who underestimate Chen Ling.
The Wild Sky Sword's offensive is getting more and more crazy and fierce.
The sword's intention added a bit of ancient destructive power.
"broken."
Chen Ling smashed the blade with one punch and slapped the blade with his backhand.
Bang!
The Wild Sky Sword was repulsed.
He looked ugly, took a deep breath, and felt a sudden burst of breath in his chest.
"Sky Sword Storm."
boom!
The heavenly sword cuts the sky, and the infinite blade comes to the world.
The top of the square was torn apart by dense knives, riddled with holes and fragments, and there was no safe place.
The boundless blade rolled up a storm of destruction, covering Chen Ling and crushing him away.
Chen Ling's eyes were fixed as he watched the Huangtian Sword stretch out a punch.
"Return to true blood."
boom!
The power of the surging bloodline turned into a rainbow and shattered the storm.
break!
Roaring like thunder, Chen Lingruo shot out like an arrow from the string.
Click!
With one punch, the storm was violently opened, crushing the endless blades in front of it.
Huangtian Dao's pupils shrank, and he raised the knife and slashed it in the air.
Bang!
A figure shot out.
The Wild Sky Sword was defeated.
"Ahem."
Huangtian Dao stopped fiercely, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked pale.
Lost again.
Looking at Chen Ling unwillingly, Huangtian Dao turned around and walked out of the square.
Countless holy kings who were secretly paying attention to this battle had already anticipated it.
Although Chen Ling's depth cannot be fully understood, I can still see it superficially.
The only person who can fight with Chen Ling is Huang Qianqiu.
"The Holy Sons of our clan are divided into three levels: Heaven, Earth and Human. Since our clan appeared in this world, there have been ancestral precepts. Each generation of the Holy Sons of Heaven is the strongest. If they do not fall, they will be the heirs of the next generation of clan leaders in the future."
"The Holy Son of Earth and the Holy Son of Man are the Holy King of Earth and the Holy King of Man, second only to the Holy King of Heaven."
"The three of you will start competing for the title of the Three Holy Sons of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity."
The great words of the Heavenly Saint King resounded throughout the world.
Chen Ling's eyes flicked towards Huang Qianqiu.
The same is true for the latter.
Huang Qianqiu ducked into the square, stared at Chen Ling with a sneer and said: "Chen Ling, come up."
"Huang Qianqiu actually wants to fight Chen Ling. Has Chen Ling's strength already reached this level?"
hiss!
Everyone was in an uproar.
Chen Ling walked out slowly.
"What a good idea. The Nine-Winged Thunder Eagle, a half-step holy king, has made it possible for me."
"Huang Qianqiu, I want to thank you very much."
Chen Ling sneered.
"There are countless demonic beasts as powerful as the Holy King in the Eternal Mountains. It's a pity that you didn't meet a demonic beast at the level of the Holy King." Huang Qianqiu looked unkind.
"hehe."
Some people looked confused when they heard it, but some people's expressions changed and they understood the meaning. (To be continued)