Chapter 1522 Being Challenged

The brilliant green light was incredibly fast, flying through the air like lightning. Before anyone could react, it shot in front of the Holy Son of All Laws, facing the center of his eyebrows, with the power of piercing through the heaven and earth. For a moment, everyone was trembling with fear, worrying whether the Holy Son of All Laws would be instantly killed by this sword light, which would be great fun. I saw that this blue light took the shape of a sword. It was clearly a smaller version of the Qinghong Sword in the swordsman's hand. It was less than a foot long. It was different from the ordinary sword light. It was as crystal clear as glass and seemed to be alive. General, vivid. "This is...?" "It seems to be a sword spirit!" "What? Jianzi's Qinghong Sword actually gave birth to a sword spirit?" "No wonder you dare to brag about Haikou and say that you only have one sword."... in the crowd There were exclamations again, and everyone looked in disbelief. What the sword struck out with this sword was not an ordinary sword light, but the sword spirit breaking through the sword and slashing towards Zhao Zixu. How difficult it is to raise a sword spirit from a sword! The sword spirit is equivalent to the soul of a sword, condensed into an entity. It is where almost all the essence of a sword lies, and has unparalleled power of destruction. Of course, it is not limited to swords. All weapons and magic weapons can cultivate spirits, collectively called weapon spirits. The spirit of the weapon is constantly transforming, and can even transform into a living body, and even become a human being. At this moment, the sword spirit of Qinghong Sword broke through the air, and the bright sword light seemed to flash, and it instantly appeared in front of the eyebrows of the Holy Son of Wanfa, an inch away. Everyone was shocked. However, the Wanfa Holy Son's expression remained unchanged, and his feet did not move. He only narrowed his eyes slightly, then made a fist with his right hand and suddenly punched it out. His palm was slender and crystal clear, like the finest white marble. Even women would be jealous when they saw it. But when he punched out, the slender and crystal clear fist expanded as if inflated. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a fist with rough skin and thick joints. The giant fist with green veins like a dragon seemed to be swinging a millstone. Boom! When the muscle membrane on the fist vibrated, even the surrounding air rippled, as if the space was shattering. The Holy Son of All Laws shocked the world with his punch, leaving everyone dumbfounded. Bang! There was a shocking loud noise, and the space exploded. The one-foot-long Qinghong Sword Spirit was shattered by a punch and turned into a green light that filled the sky. But the next second, the shattered green light condensed again behind the Wanfa Holy Son. It was like a ghost, erratic and hard to guard against. It turned into a stream of light and stabbed Zhao Zixu on the back with a clanging sound. "What?" A group of geniuses were shocked and their pupils shrank. Ask yourself, if it were them, it would be difficult to avoid this sword. If it were on a real battlefield, he might even be killed because of this sword. Even Jiuli Shenzi nodded approvingly, admiring Li Chen's sword. Zhengzhengzheng! Behind the Holy Son of All Laws, a brilliant spark burst out. A white body-protecting aura, like a golden bell, blocked the sword spirit's attack and failed to pierce through it. "What a powerful body-protecting aura, it can actually block a strike from the sword spirit!" Exclaims came from the crowd again. "Break it!" Li Chen suddenly shouted and made a sword technique, and the Sword Spirit's offensive increased by three points. Click! Cracks appeared on the solid body-protecting aura of the Holy Son of All Laws, and they continued to spread in all directions. More and more, it felt like it might be broken at any time. However, the expression of the Holy Son of Wanfa remained calm, as if he was confident and sure of victory. Bang! He first took a step across and shook off the Qinghong Sword Spirit behind him. Then he quickly turned around, stretched out a big hand, and grabbed the Qinghong Sword Spirit. However, the Qinghong Sword Spirit is extremely spiritual, appears and disappears, and moves erratically. Just as he turned around, a ray of blue light struck his neck with lightning speed, and quickly spun in a circle, circling 360 degrees. Zhengzhengzheng! A harsh cutting sound sounded, and a string of brilliant sparks burst out from the neck of the Holy Son of All Laws. From a distance, it looks like a golden necklace is shining around the neck of the Holy Son of All Laws. But people who were close enough could notice that a scarlet bloodstain suddenly appeared on the crystal white neck of the Holy Son of All Laws. Astonishingly, this sword cut through the body-protecting Qi of the Holy Son of All Laws, and actually cut into the flesh. Although it was just a trace of blood and far from fatal, it shocked everyone to see it.

Li Chen Jianzi was so powerful that he actually injured the Wanfa Saint Son! However, it doesn't stop there. The next second, when the Qinghong Sword Spirit left the neck of the Wanfa Saint Son and stabbed at the waist, a generous palm flashed, and the five fingers locked the sword tightly. Bang bang bang! The Qinghong Sword Spirit, locked by the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Methods with his bare hands, was like a living creature, struggling wildly. The sword body was constantly twisting, buzzing and vibrating, and shooting out sword energy. For a moment, the hands of the Holy Son of All Laws kept flying sparks, as if he was holding a ball of fireworks that might explode at any time. However, no matter how the sword spirit struggled, cut wildly, and shot sword energy, the Holy Son of Wanfa remained unmoved. His broad palms turned into a bronze color, like some kind of horizontal alchemy body that he had cultivated, and the sword energy could not cut through them at all. When he pierced his five fingers and squeezed hard, the sword spirit actually let out a scream similar to that of a human. "I lost!" Li Chen suddenly said, "Brother Zixu, please show mercy." "I accept." The Holy Son of Wanfa immediately let go of his hand, and the sword spirit turned into a blue light and escaped into the blue sky. In the rainbow sword. Bang bang bang! There was loud applause from the crowd. Although the outcome of this game was not in suspense, the process was somewhat unexpected and very exciting. In the second round, Lin Xueyao, the goddess of Guanyin Pavilion, who was ranked eighth on the list of geniuses, challenged Bai Wushuang, the saint of Qingqing Valley, who was fourth. Among the top ten geniuses, these two are the only women, the rest are all men. The two women are fighting each other, and both of them are beauties, which attracts special attention. Bang bang bang! One of the two women used a sword, the other a knife, and they were instantly fighting. Bai Wushuang looks weak, but when she moves her hands, she looks like a different person. Her body is like the wind, her moves are like lightning, and she has a dagger that makes her magical. Zheng! A ray of sword light split the sky, just like the lightning that cut through the darkness on a rainy night. It came so suddenly that it was almost impossible to react. The blade cut through the air, and as it trembled at high speed, it erupted into a violent roar like thunder. Lin Xueyao blocked with her sword, but she and her sword were sent flying. Next, one genius after another entered the battlefield, either challenging others or being challenged by others. There are low-ranking geniuses who advance, but there are also high-ranking geniuses who regress. In short, it is exciting one after another. When masters compete with each other, it only takes three or five moves to tell the difference. In less than half an hour, there were more than a dozen fights. The top ten geniuses were basically challenged many times, except for the Son of God, most of them maintained their rankings. "The Son of God hasn't taken action yet, has no one challenged the Son of God?" Suddenly someone among the onlookers shouted, fearing that the world would not be in chaos. Swish, brush, brush! All eyes turned over. Boom! Zhao Zixu, the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Laws, stepped into the field, and he was looking forward to a battle with the Son of God. "Brother Zixu, please be at peace. Before I fight with you, I want to fight with Little Alchemist first. I wonder if Little Alchemist is willing to give me a favor?" Jiuli Shenzi suddenly looked at Ye Tian, ​​with a slight smile on his lips. A smile. God Son Jiuli actually wants to challenge Little Alchemy Saint! Suddenly, the whole place was in an uproar!