4002. Chapter 4002 The Last Battle

Chapter 4002 The Last Battle

In just a short breath, Lin Chen threw hundreds of punches, all hitting the withered Zen seal.

The withered Zen seal floated in front of the withered wood drunk monk, the Buddha light was overflowing, spinning, but it kept shaking, and the Buddha light kept dimming.

"Namo Amitabha."

The Buddha light that the withered wood drunk monk exuded had covered the drunkenness on his face, but it could still be seen that his expression was getting more and more solemn.

He recited the six-character mantra, and his whole body turned into a Buddha statue. His skin was gilded gold and shining, just like the Buddha statue in the main hall, but he was thousands of times more solemn and majestic, with a magnificent aura.

If the withered wood drunk monk before was a full-fledged drunk monk, then now he is a true Buddhist master, compassionate and merciful.

"What a powerful Buddhist Dharma!"

Lin Chen felt the pressure, but he was full of fighting spirit. He punched out with both fists, and each punch contained the power of the bloodline of the life god clan, with endless divine power and unlimited power.

The withered wine monk who turned into a Buddha statue, made a Buddha seal with one hand and a Zen seal with the other, opening and closing them to block Lin Chen's attack. The two sides fought back and forth for hundreds of rounds.

The geniuses watching the battle were dazzled. Even the Buddha Sword Emperor, Yuan Tu Sword Lord, and Ping Tian Dao Wang could hardly see the battle clearly.

But in their ears, the sound of fists and Buddha sounds kept echoing, mixed with explosions, roars, and the sound of broken bones.

"Amitabha, the foundation of the Heavenly Sword God King is indeed strong, and his divine power is extremely powerful. I am far behind."

The withered wine monk opened and closed his eyes, emitting Buddha light, looking at Lin Chen, and sighed.

He has been fighting with Lin Chen until now, using various divine methods, and has consumed nearly 60% of his divine power. His momentum is getting weaker and weaker, and the Buddha light on his face has dimmed a few points.

However, the withered wood drunkard was shocked to find that Lin Chen still had endless divine power, his breath was steady, and there was no sign of weakness, as if he had endless divine power.

Lin Chen looked calm, but he knew that in terms of divine power, he was not much stronger than the withered wood drunkard, mainly because the Holy Spirit of Life provided him with the breath of life.

He had a godless physique and could absorb all kinds of power and use it for his own use, including the breath of life.

As long as the Holy Spirit of Life was running in Lin Chen's body, it would continuously generate the breath of life, making his divine power endless.

The most important point is that Lin Chen's bloodline of the God of Life formed an unparalleled foundation, far superior to the withered wood drunkard.

In terms of bloodline, the withered wood drunkard was far inferior to Lin Chen.

What's more, Lin Chen used the wings of life faster than the withered wood drunkard. He shuttled through space and launched an offensive, and the withered wood drunkard could hardly hit him.

As one side gained and the other lost, the withered wood drunkard consumed a lot of energy, but Lin Chen was still energetic and full of fighting spirit.

"Amitabha!"

The withered wood drunk monk uttered Buddhist sounds, his eyes shone with Buddha light, showing the supreme Buddha power, and he made a full effort. His Buddha hand and Buddha fist collided with Lin Chen's fist one after another.

Crack!

Lin Chen's fist made a loud noise, and his divine bones broke the tree roots. He staggered back, and a trace of paleness appeared on his face, but the withered wood drunk monk was much worse than him.

Crack!

The withered wood drunk monk's hands exploded, and his ten fingers broke. Under Lin Chen's punch, he flew back more than 2,000 miles and landed in the corner of the Quasi-Emperor Battle Platform before stopping.

At the moment he stopped, the Buddha light on his body dimmed, and he returned to his original form. His wine-red face was pale, and the Buddha light in his eyes disappeared and dimmed.

His cassock had already been torn apart, and he didn't know how many divine bones were broken, and his divine power internal organs were all seriously injured.

The withered wine monk looked at his miserable state and couldn't help but smile bitterly, saying: "Donor Heavenly Sword God King, you won this battle."

"Thank you."

Lin Chen withdrew the blood of the Life God Clan and turned back to his original body. He was still full of fighting spirit, but his face was extremely pale, and several divine bones on his body were cracked.

The injury was not light!

"It's a pity that I didn't defeat this wine monk before Master Tianji."

A trace of regret flashed in Lin Chen's eyes. The luck aura of the withered wine monk was swallowed by Master Tianji. He defeated the opponent without any gain.

If there is any, there is only one, that is, his ranking has risen to second place.

The withered wine monk, who was originally ranked second, fell to third.

"It turned out that the Heavenly Sword God King won!"

"The defense of the withered wine monk is so strong that he can break it, but it seems that he is also injured, which is not optimistic." The Blood Slaughter Whip King said with emotion.

"He is indeed stronger than us, but unfortunately he is still no match for Master Tianji. Master Tianji defeated the drunken monk with one move, and he tried his best to do it, but he was injured." Yuan Tu Jianjun shook his head and said.

"Anyway, the Heavenly Sword God King can get the second place in this Quasi-Emperor Ranking Competition. Although he is not the first, he still created a record that has never been seen before and will probably never be seen again!" Buddha Sword Emperor said seriously.

Goddess Qingxuan, Pingtian Dao Wang, Xue Tubian Wang and others nodded silently.

Indeed, although they are geniuses who are half-step God Emperors, they all know that they can't compare with Lin Chen at all.

The first elder, the seventh elder, the fifteenth elder and others smiled. Even if Lin Chen can only get the second place, it is a very face-saving thing for Shengluo Daozong.

When Lin Chen participates in the next Quasi-Emperor Ranking Competition, won't he be able to get the first place?

"Among the top ten geniuses, only Heavenly Sword Divine King and Young Master Tianji have not yet fought each other. It seems that the next round of competition will be the last round of this Quasi-Emperor Ranking Competition."

"The outcome is already determined. The Heavenly Sword God King has no hope of defeating Young Master Tianji. The first place in this Quasi-Emperor Ranking Competition must be Young Master Tianji."

"Yes, all the previous Quasi-Emperor Ranking Competitions were very interesting and full of suspense, but now the final round of competition has not yet begun, and the result is already determined."

The geniuses talked a lot, most of them were not interested, because they knew the result without watching the next competition.

"In the last round of competition, if I defeat the Heavenly Sword God King, I will be able to obtain his luck aura. With nine luck auras, the opportunity will surely come at that time."

The calm and composed Young Master Tianji glanced at Lin Chen, and a ripple appeared in his calm state of mind.

He came all the way to the central region of Yunzhou to participate in the Quasi-Emperor Ranking Competition. Now that it is so close, he must get that opportunity.

"Unfortunately, I competed with the withered wine monk. I performed the Sky Sword and the Sword Heart of Creation more than ten times, but I still couldn't perform the third style, the original sword song."

With the help of the Seventh Elder, Lin Chen recovered his divine power and his injuries healed. He sat cross-legged on the stone bench and felt the gaze of the Young Master Tianji, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

If he could perform the original sword song, Lin Chen thought he still had a chance of winning, but now he has not succeeded, I am afraid the chance of winning is slim.

Swish! Swish!

Just as Lin Chen was thinking, two divine lights bloomed on the Quasi-Emperor Battle Stage, bringing the Yin-Yang Sword Master and the God Shadow Ghost King to the battle stage.

The 26th competition began.

The result was no surprise, and the Yin-Yang Sword Master won.

In the 27th competition, the Buddha Sword Emperor defeated the Blood Slaughter Whip King.

In the 28th competition, the Yuan Slaughter Sword King lost to the withered wine monk.

In the 29th competition, the Pingtian Sword King defeated the Qingxuan Goddess.

Soon, it was the 30th competition.

Lin Chen vs. the Young Master Tianji!