Chapter 98 Sword Dumb!

As the night passed, the selection contest of the five holy sons was officially held, and the 10,000-meter martial arts training ground was completely surrounded, and even some ordinary people came to pay their respects to the selection contest of the gods. In their eyes, the gods are omnipotent of.

Lin Feng and other Supreme Elders stood in the center of the martial arts training field, where a 100-meter-high battle platform was built by Qingshi, surrounded by defensive formations, which were set up by Fan Tiangang himself to avoid hurting ordinary people during the battle.

All the foreign guests are sitting on the easternmost side of the high platform, each with a purple sandalwood chair. The distinguished guests here include the Dacheng Saint Emperor powerhouse from the Silver Realm Temple, and the Dacheng Emperor from the Spiritual Realm Temple. The holy emperor and the sects inside God's Domain, such as Jianzong, Transit City, Corpse Demon Ridge, etc.

Sect Master Zijian also sat here as a matter of course, his eyes kept looking at Lin Feng, he was very concerned about Lin Feng's performance.

In addition to the Zijian Sect Master, there is another person who also pays attention to Lin Feng, that is, Xuesha. After Lin Feng's guidance, Xuesha became a Dacheng Holy Emperor, and with the order of the evil sage, Xuesha became more and more grateful to Lin Feng, so Xie Shengjun sent him here, and as a guest, he stood on Lin Feng's side.

Tiangang Shengjun is guarding the selection contest for the holy son, the evil sage Songzhuang sent Xuesha as a guest, and the water sage naturally sent his youngest son, Shuining.

Shuining sat on the guest seat, staring at Lin Feng with a stern face, watching Lin Feng's every move, and only had one thought in his mind, after the game started, he would humiliate Lin Feng severely.

Lord Huo Shengjun did not send anyone to come, but only left a sentence, the one who became the fifth son will enter under the door of his Lord Huo Shengjun, which is a supreme honor.

The Holy Son was originally the backup resource of the temple, and the Holy King was born from the Holy Son. It can be said that the words of the Holy Lord Huo determined the future of the five Holy Sons, at least one generation of the Holy King.

So after having the words of Lord Huo Shengjun, every contestant is gearing up to perform well and strive to enter the eyes of Lord Huo Shengjun.

"Okay, all parties have arrived, and I will announce that Shenzong's century-old holy son selection competition is officially..."

"Wait a minute, why is Tiangang Shengjun so anxious?"

Before Fan Tiangang had finished announcing the official start of the competition, he was interrupted by someone, making the former's expression darken and he looked towards the guest seats.

I saw a burly man in a golden blouse standing up, looking at Fan Tiangang with a playful smile on his face, and shouted: "I come from the Holy Palace of the Spiritual Realm, and I am also a holy king. I met Tiangang holy king today , I am very excited, and I really want to compete with Tiangang Shengjun, I don't know how?"

As soon as the temple of the Lingyu Temple came up, it was full of provocative atmosphere. The man's words were declaring war like Fan Tiangang, and it was also an excuse to stop the Shenzong selection contest.

"Looks like they're here to make trouble." Standing beside Fan Tiangang, Di Shu muttered in a deep voice, his eyes full of anger.

"The Temple of the Spiritual Realm has always been at odds with the Temple of the Divine Realm. This time they sent Jin Shengjun, which is enough to show that they are here to smash things."

Fan Tiangang glanced at the emperor's book beside him, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Emperor Shu also nodded, and asked with gloomy and dignified eyes: "Sheng Jun, what should we do? Or..."

The emperor's book didn't go on, but the meaning was obvious, that is, let Fan Tiangang compete with this Jin Shengjun, and it is best to win the latter, and the conflict will naturally be resolved.

Fan Tiangang frowned, retracted his gaze, and raised his head to look at Lin Feng and Bodhidharma on the left.

"Jin Shengjun, today is the selection of the holy son of Shenzong. I believe that many gods will pay attention. If we fight, we will definitely lose interest, and the big gods will also be unhappy. If you want to compete with me, we can naturally do it after the game, but Now, we still have to focus on the game.”

Fan Tiangang drank in a deep voice, blocking all possible reasons for Jin Shengjun's refutation. Fan Tiangang used the major temples as an excuse. If Jin Shengjun refused to let him go, it would undoubtedly make other temples dissatisfied.

"Jin Shengjun, it's best to be a guest when you come to the God's Domain Temple, and don't embarrass you to the Spiritual Domain Temple."

The strong man from the Yinyu Temple drank indifferently, and the audience almost applauded. The strong man from the Yinyu Temple had humiliated Jin Shengjun once.

"Humph, Yin Shengjun, do you want to challenge me?" Jin Shengjun asked coldly, pointing at the Shengjun in the Silver Domain Temple.

"If you don't agree, we'll have a competition after the game." Yin Shengjun shouted expressionlessly, making Jin Shengjun's eyes narrow, then he shook his left hand and sat on the chair angrily.

This little episode is a thing of the past.

It's just that Lin Feng has doubts about these two people. Jin Shengjun and Yin Shengjun are originally holy monarchs of the same nature, but they are the powerhouses of the two temples, and they seem to have a bad relationship. It really makes people feel Surprised.

"Jin Shengjun and Yin Shengjun were good brothers in the past, but because Jin Shengjun secretly used the sacred stone and broke through to Emperor Wu first, the two have had conflicts since then. Jin Shengjun went to the Lingyu Temple, and Yin Shengjun went to the Yinyu. temple"

Bodhidharma seemed to see the surprise in Lin Feng's eyes, so he introduced it to Lin Feng through sound transmission. Lin Feng was speechless when he heard the words, and fell apart for a few sacred stones. This brotherhood...

"I declare that the selection of the Holy Son has officially begun"

Fan Tiangang finally announced the official start of the competition with the loudest roar in his life under the eyes of all the people.

As soon as Fan Tiangang's roar fell, there were countless explosions piercing the sky, and then golden flames came from high in the sky, which had a special flavor in the blue sky.

The atmosphere was completely heightened, and countless people were waiting for the birth of the Five Sons.

"In the first match, the sword mute of Jianzong will face the leader of Longmen." Fan Tiangang waved his left hand, holding the list of entries in his hand, with a casual glance, Fan Tiangang gave a light drink.

In an instant, two beams of light flew into the battle platform very quickly. The circle of the battle platform was 500 meters, enough for two people to show off their skills.

It was also the first time that Lin Feng saw the dumb sword that Suzerain Zijian said.

Lin Feng only glanced at this ordinary man in black, but just by the black sword in Jian Ya's hand, he could feel an extremely strong aura of sword cultivation, not inferior to himself.

As we all know, Lin Feng is a sword cultivator, and he is also quite famous for using swords. He has integrated the sword will of the Wutian Sword Emperor, and the sword is unique.

The same was true for Jian Ya in front of him, and Jian Ya took the black sword in his hand as his own mouth. Just by looking at it, Lin Feng knew that Jian Blind had won.

Sure enough, when Lin Feng was meditating, both of them shot. The dragon head waved his left hand, and a giant dragon roared and rolled, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a giant dragon winding for hundreds of miles. People retreated, and some people speculated that Long Shou had won.

All looked at Jianya again, but his eyes went dark, as if something passed through his eyes.

"Ah!! My hand"

Just as everyone was rubbing their eyes, the scream of the dragon head came, and the next moment everyone saw Jian Ya holding a sword in his left hand, the sword light flashed black and there was a drop of blood, and looking at the dragon head again, only There was a half-centimeter long wound on Longshou's left arm, and only a drop of blood flowed out.

With one move, Jianya defeated Longshou with just one sword before everyone could react, no matter how strong the dragon's aura of the latter was.

What surprised everyone was, why did the dragon's head suffer so much from such a short wound, and his face turned pale?

"Break!!" Jian Ya shouted expressionlessly, and withdrew the black sword. At this moment, something that everyone never expected happened. The wound on the left hand of the dragon's head was gradually enlarged, and the last thread of red blood appeared. There was a sound of blood spilling out, and the left hand fell off the shoulder in unison...

"AH!!! MY HANDS"

hiss……

Everyone was shocked and looked at Jian Du with horror on his face.