Chapter 1713 You Are Not Qualified

Lin Huang saw the witch's move, but he didn't stop it.

And obviously, apart from herself and a group of royal beasts, the other main gods didn't notice Miko's little tricks.

Seeing that Shenjue was bewitched by the witch without realizing it, Lin Huang smiled and said.

"Dao Yi is the deputy leader of my Sword League. The order of entry he said just now is determined by me. In my opinion, everyone in God's Domain is a compatriot, and there is no distinction between the seven-star forces. The order of entry is the same as It doesn't matter whether the power is strong or weak. But after all, there is still a priority for admission, so for the sake of fairness, I set up a first-come-first-served entry, and last-come-first entry."

"Could it be that God King Absolute thinks that all gods are superior to the other seven-star powers? Do you want everyone to wait at the door, and wait for your gods to enter the arena first before other forces can enter?"

Although Shendu and the others thought so in their minds, they didn't dare to nod in this situation.

Shenjue wanted to continue playing tricks with the cheek to prevent Lin Huang from stepping down.

But when he got to his lips, he suddenly found that he couldn't speak.

"What's going on?!" He panicked suddenly.

Not only was he unable to speak, he even found that he couldn't even move his fingers. It was as if my body was occupied by something unknown, and the control right was completely out of my control.

Shentu on the side was waiting for Shenjue to continue playing tricks, but saw him standing there for a long time without opening his mouth.

Surprised, he couldn't help but take up the topic.

"Leader Lin thinks too much. Jue Shen Wang has such a blunt temper and has no other meaning. There is no difference in the order of entry. Our gods are not so particular."

And at this time, the God Slaughter on the side also made trouble.

"I am a sword cultivator. I heard that leader Lin is a strong swordsman. I have been eager to learn, thinking that I must have a chance to learn from each other in the future. I finally got to see leader Lin today, and let my sword My heart is trembling. I really can't bear it anymore and want to ask for advice. I also hope that Leader Lin will enlighten me!"

"Shen Tu, what are you doing?! Didn't I tell you repeatedly before coming here that you can't make such unreasonable demands on this occasion?!" Shen Tu hurriedly stopped.

But a discerning person can tell at a glance that these two are acting here.

God Slaughter has always been a reckless man who likes to challenge the outside world. But on this occasion, without Shentu's permission, it is impossible for him to challenge Lin Huang so thoughtlessly.

Everyone present knew that these people in Shendu must have discussed it before coming, and this time they came to disrupt the situation.

"It's just a sparring between sword cultivators and sword cultivators. How can it be considered an unreasonable request?" Shenlu still played the image of a somewhat persistent sword idiot brilliantly. "I believe that leader Lin, as a sword cultivator, should also be looking forward to communicating with powerful sword cultivators. After all, in our big world, there are not many pure sword cultivators and sword cultivators."

Lin Huang watched the play without saying a word.

He really doesn't have any interest in God Slaughter.

Even silently slandered in his heart, "Mighty swordsman, are you talking about yourself? You can really put gold on your face."

All the onlookers were silent, except for the Death Scythe who were anxious for Lin Huang, and the rest were waiting to see how Lin Huang would deal with this crisis.

For the challenge of God Slaughter, it is actually embarrassing whether to accept it or not.

Even if you win God Slaughter, the price will drop.

In such a situation, Lin Huang couldn't get off in person.

If there are other main gods in the Sword League, they can take the initiative to follow. It doesn't even matter if you win or lose.

But if you look around, there are quite a lot of Ninth Order Heavenly Gods in the Sword League, and there are nearly 400 people.

Lin Huang was the only one exuding the aura of the main god.

Just when everyone thought that Lin Huang would be forced to end.

A figure came out.

It was a man wrapped in black armor, his whole body was filled with a faint black mist.

"Challenge the sword master, you are not qualified yet."

After the words fell, Lancelot's aura suddenly rose sharply, directly revealing the cultivation of the realm of the main god.

"I come!"

Many main gods present shrank their pupils, and the strength of this breath was at least that of a median main god.

The same thought flashed through almost everyone's minds—the Sword League still hides such a master? !

Shentu couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect the variable Lancelot to appear.

Originally there, I saw that except for Lin Huang, the strength of the other members of the Sword League stayed at the level of the gods, and thought that this action of stepping on the top of the Sword League would definitely be successful.

But I didn't expect that someone in the Sword League camp had hidden their cultivation base.

Shenlu's face turned pale even more, he was just the next main god, but from the sense of breath, he knew that he was not Lancelow's opponent.

But seeing that Lancelot had drawn his sword, he could only bite the bullet and go.

And just when the two were about to fight, Lin Huang suddenly spoke again.

"Be gentle, don't kill yourself."

Lancelot froze slightly.

Shen Lu's eyes lit up, he didn't expect the other party to show such a flaw.

The sword light turned into a silver glow, passing through the void at the fastest speed.

However, in the next instant, the man in black armor in front of him had disappeared.

"you are too slow."

A deep voice came from behind.

Only then did Shen Lu feel a sharp pain in his chest.

He looked down, and at the center of his chest, he didn't know when there was an extra fist-sized wound, which directly penetrated to his back.

If this wound deviates by a few centimeters, it can directly explode his heart.

Seeing that the injury on his chest didn't heal for a while, Shen Lu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the opponent's blow had directly exhausted all the divine energy and dao rhyme in his body.

"Are you all right?" Shentu seemed to have sensed the abnormality, and stepped forward to support Shentu who was about to fall.

"It's okay, he kept his hand." Shen Lu shook his head, he was already dripping with cold sweat.

Regardless of whether the attack was on a vital location like the heart or not, the opponent's blow could actually kill him. But the other party grasped the proportion very well, only exhausted the divine energy and dao rhyme in his body, and stopped directly.

It was only when Shentu got close that he saw the condition of Shentu's chest clearly. He immediately understood what happened, and glanced at Lancelot fearfully.

Lancelot returned to his seat without saying a word.

It was as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.

Horror flashed across the eyes of all the main gods present.

Because no one could see clearly the trajectory of Lancelot's sword.

This also means that this sword is enough to severely damage all the main gods present.

"What is the origin of this sword cultivator from the Sword League?!"

Almost everyone present had the same doubt in their hearts.