Once upon a time, in the sect ranking competition of Hundred Kingdoms, Lin Wudong used a Vulcan Sword.

After it is displayed, it is accompanied by strong flames, and the burning heat that hits the face can almost devour the person.

Now that he has received key training from the Palace of the God of War, the sword he holds has been replaced by a holy magic weapon.

"Ye Chen, with your level, I'm afraid you won't even be able to withstand a single blow!"

Lin Wudong's eyes flashed with a sinister look.

All the inner demons and humiliations over the years will be completely wiped out at this moment!

Ye Chen, you are waiting to die!

Under Lin Wudong's urging, the sword intent was raised to the extreme, like a terrifying storm sweeping across the plains, strangulating so much that the whole world began to tremble, the void continued to twist, and ripples appeared.

The sword flashing with thunder in his hand turned into a flash of lightning and suddenly cut through the void!

Click!

The sky was torn apart.

The sword energy was accompanied by a strong electric light, and it came towards Ye Chen to kill him fiercely.

The overwhelming momentum surged one after another.

"Ah."

When Chen Liuhe saw this scene, he grinned, "No one knows my junior brother's combat power better than me. The Leiyin Sword Technique is a unique skill of our God of War Palace. Besides, my junior brother has already practiced it to the point of proficiency. Let alone

It's a life-threatening incident, and even the geniuses of the same realm cannot survive three breaths under this sword technique!"

Hearing Chen Liuhe's confidence, many practitioners' eyes flashed with shock.

Lin Wudong showed his unparalleled fighting power as soon as he came up, arrogant and domineering.

It really fits the character of Ares Palace.

As for his opponent, Ye Chen, the young swordsman with a good reputation.

After all, can it survive?

"Are you here to embarrass yourself at this level?"

Just when everyone was sweating for Ye Chen, Ye Chen spoke calmly.

All the practitioners present were shocked.

What kind of self-confidence can make him so calm?

Lin Wudong was the first challenger to participate in the Qianlong Ranking Competition. He showed his brutal strength from the beginning and was able to sweep almost everything. No matter who he was, he would be somewhat afraid of him.

Ye Chen, don't you care about this?

Are you crazy, or are you confident?

The next moment, Ye Chen moved.

From his palm, a small sword energy suddenly burst out, as thick as a finger.

This sword energy lingers on the fingertips like a plaything.

It looks simple, calm, and without any momentum at all.

Facing Lin Wudong's knife with thunder and lightning, Ye Chen bent his fingers and flicked it lightly.

Give death sword energy!

Whoosh!

The sword energy, as small as a finger, shot out and hit the void.

Some practitioners looked disappointed.

Is Ye Chen's so-called response just that?

This sword energy is really too weak.

Not to mention being able to block the powerful sword energy, I'm afraid it would have collapsed before it even made contact, right?

boom!

In the void, a deafening sound of air waves erupted.

The thick, heavy death-giving sword energy is like falling stars, crushing everything.

A figure flew out in a very embarrassed manner.

It's Lin Wudong!

As for the holy magic weapon in his hand, it actually cracked a line.

Then the lines spread more and more, and finally completely shattered!

The holy sword was actually broken?

"This is...Lin Wudong?"

"How is it possible? Did he lose?"

"I...I didn't even see what was going on."

All the practitioners couldn't help but open their eyes wide.

Their little eyes were filled with great doubts.

When they looked at each other, they were all confused.

Can anyone explain what happened before?

puff!

Before Lin Wudong's body fell to the ground, there were already wounds on his chest.

Blood spilled out like a fountain.

His pupils were dilated, his hands and feet were limp, and he had lost all vital signs.

As early as the moment when the Death-Giving Sword Qi hit his body, all the internal organs in his body were shattered into blood foam.

All life is completely cut off!

Snapped.

Lin Wudong's body fell to the ground, and his death was extremely miserable.

His face was distorted, as if he had experienced something extremely terrifying before his death.

Instant kill!

A complete instant kill!

From the beginning to the end, Ye Chen stood still, not even moving half a step.

Facing Lin Wudong's attack, he just... flicked his fingers!

Chen Liuhe's face suddenly changed.

He clenched his fists with a click, and the force that exploded nearly shattered the void.

Previously, he threatened that Ye Chen could not stop Lin Wudong's sword skills.

But in the blink of an eye, the results were out.

Lin Wudong, the genius of the God of War Palace, could not withstand even one move in front of Ye Chen.

The end is death!

After all the practitioners in the audience were shocked, they all burst into exclamations.

Ye Chen, so crazy!

He actually killed the genius of the Ares Palace on the spot!

As the saying goes, keep a thin line in your life so that you can meet each other easily in the future.

Isn't he afraid of offending the God of War?

As expected, the faces of many disciples and elders at the God of War Palace turned livid.

Tan Yu, in particular, was so angry that her eyes turned black and her cheeks twitched.

The holy magic weapon that Lin Wudong was holding was gifted to Lin Wudong by Tan Yu on his own initiative using his authority.

Because in the Land of Hundred Kingdoms, Tan Yu once said that he would give up on Lin Wudong. In order to prevent Lin Wudong from feeling alienated, he generously rewarded Lin Wudong with a sacred magical weapon, hoping that Lin Wudong would not be separated.

Take the initiative in the Qianlong Ranking Competition and get a good ranking.

Who would have thought that in the first battle up there, Lin Wudong would be instantly killed.

Together with the holy magic weapon that I gave him, it also shattered!

As the saying goes, if you lose your wife, you will lose your troops.

"Damn...damn it!"
To be continued...