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Chapter 117 Nine Swords True Spirit(1/3)

 "Bitch!" King Yanzhou was furious, and the force in his hand shook. Lin Wan'er was sent flying out and hit the wall heavily.
"snort!"
Lin Wan'er groaned, vomiting blood from her mouth, and her breath suddenly became extremely weak.
However, the brilliance in her eyes did not change.
She is still proud and convinced!
Lin Chen felt Lin Wan'er's aura, and he always locked onto Lin Wan'er.
At this moment, Lin Wan'er's breath suddenly weakened.
"Sister Wan'er!" Lin Chen's eyes, which were almost covered by dried blood scabs, suddenly opened and started running with heavy steps!
kill!
Keep killing!
You must not fall here!
At this moment, Lin Chen's entire head was burning hot, and his meridians were severely damaged. He was already forcibly stimulating power at the expense of himself!
And the injuries on his body, even with the word "heal" attached to them, are almost unbearable.
After all, if you want to break into the palace alone and defeat the enemy with one sword, it is not that easy. You may be killed at any moment!
"Lin Chen, this is it, you can't take another step forward!" Zhang Chengye said coldly.
The terrifying power belonging to the seventh level of Ningyijing surged out of him, like a volcano erupting!
The power is too astonishing.
His whole body was like a sword unsheathed, the light of which could pierce the sky!
The seventh level of condensing artistic conception!
Really strong!
Lin Chen looked at Zhang Chengye indifferently.
In his hand, he held Xu Tu's head.
He laughed contemptuously.
He raised his head, pointed at Zhang Chengye in the distance, and then dropped his head.
"I have heard the same words too many times, and the people who said these words are all dead, dead on this road!"
"If you stop me, I will kill you, but you can't stop me!" Lin Chen's voice was low and hoarse.
But the murderous intention is stronger than ever.
Zhang Chengye's face looked a little ugly.
The young man in front of him was clearly at the end of his strength.
He knew very well that this was not a misjudgment.
No matter who it is, how could they not pay the price for cutting such a bloody path!
With his strength, he should be able to crush Lin Chen.
But for some reason, there was a slight chill spreading in his heart. Facing this young man, he was not sure of victory.
There is even a hint of fear!
Was he also scared to death by Lin Chen?
It was also because at this moment, Lin Chen remembered Lin Lan, the unstoppable Lin Lan who went on a killing spree in the palace like a god of war!
Lin Lan is destined to die.
And you can't survive either!
Zhang Chengye took a deep breath, and the dark long knife in his hand lit up with lines, as if dark flames were burning!
Fire element.
Black flame!
Sixth-grade spiritual treasure, black flame blade!
At this time, Zhang Chengye can no longer hold back at all. What he has to do is to use all his strength to kill Lin Chen!
Don't give any chance!
The black flames on his body started to burn like wild fire in autumn, and when the sword's intention intersected with it, the surrounding buildings were shattered, unable to withstand this power!
Zhang Chengye is the center of the circle, with a diameter of more than ten meters, and it is all covered by his powerful sword intention.
"Sixth level martial arts, Black Emperor's sword!"
Behind Zhang Chengye, a huge phantom appeared, like an emperor in a sword, as dark as ink, burning, and its aura vibrated in all directions.
And the sword intention was raised to the extreme, and the void was slightly distorted!
So strong!
Zhang Chengye is worthy of being the top master among the generals. He also has a very deep understanding of sixth-grade martial arts and has mastered the essence.
Zhang Chengye has no nonsense.
Slash Lin Chen with one knife!
The light of the sword has not yet arrived.
The ground had been shaken open, and a deep ravine rushed straight to Lin Chen's feet!
"No one can stop me. I will definitely save Sister Wan'er. I will kill anyone who comes!" Lin Chen murmured in a low voice.
He holds a ten thousand point sword in his hand, and the mottled bronze sword body spits out a bright sword light!
This sword is soaked in blood at the moment, belonging to both the enemy and Lin Chen!
The ancient sword drinks blood.
Like rain falling on a dry desert.
It’s time to revive!
The Nine Swords of the Inner Way!
The third sword!
Lin Chen's eyes flashed with blood.
He stepped forward to meet Zhang Chengye's sword and faced the sword directly!
The prototype of the sword intent crazily poured into the sword body.
The Third Sword of the Inner Way.
Cut back and move forward!
Collide fiercely with that sword light!
A huge roar resounded.
With them as the center of the circle, all the buildings hundreds of meters around collapsed, the formation was distorted, and the formation patterns were no longer there!
impact.
Let the surrounding soldiers fly away.
Hard to resist!
This collision was too intense.
The balance of forces.
Interesting competition!
There is no doubt that it is a fight between the dragon and the tiger!
With one blow, Zhang Chengye knew that Lin Chen would not be killed so easily, and he had already killed him with the second blow.
The earth rumbled, and deep pits opened up!
To be continued...
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