Chapter 1846: Cut Off Immediately!

Chapter 1846  Broken at the sound!

The appearance of this burly man also made all the sect representatives gasp.

Cangjian Villa is famous for casting, and the most famous one in their casting hall is this sword slave!

This sword slave is gifted, powerful, and only obeys the current owner of Cangjian Villa.

Moreover, not only is his physical strength amazing, but his horizontal training kung fu can also be called a mobile fortress!

Even if he does not use internal energy, relying on physical strength alone, I am afraid that there will be no more than five people in the ultimate world who can match him.

Let him hold the indestructible Tingye Sword to verify the authenticity of the red knife... This is not verification, but naked destruction!

With the power of the sword slave, coupled with the sharpness of the Tingye Sword, I am afraid that no one in this world can withstand a hundred head-on collisions!

However.

The appearance of the sword slave did not make Lin Chen's face show any emotional changes.

He still kept his signature light smile, and asked impatiently:

"The sword has arrived, and the people have arrived, can we start now?"

Ye Wei replied coldly: "Of course we can start! As long as you are ready, Cangjian Villa will accompany you to the end at any time!"

Lin Chen chuckled, stretched out one hand, and made a claw shape... With a whoosh, the Zhan Ting Hou single sword was already in his hand.

He put one hand behind his back, and the hand holding the sword naturally dropped, and the Zhan Ting Hou single sword shook violently at this time.

Then, he said calmly:

"Come on, time has been delayed for a long time!"

When the tall sword slave heard it, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and then... he moved and rushed to Lin Chen's eyes!

At the same time, the Ting Ye light sword in his hand had already made a sound of breaking through the air, and this world's number one sword also stabbed Lin Chen's chest at this moment!

Although this stab was not a sword move, this sword slave stayed in the foundry hall of Cangjian Mountain Villa for many years, and almost all the magic weapons that came out of the furnace would pass through his big hands.

Therefore, even if it was just a simple stab, there was still an invisible sword intent on Tingye Light Sword!

This sword intent was extremely sharp. If you didn't get out of the way, you would definitely be injured by it!

However.

Lin Chen smiled indifferently, without any nonsense, but directly raised the Zhantinghou single knife, seemingly effortlessly slashing on the tip of Tingye Light Sword!

The huge collision sound of metal and iron clashing was like the sound of a thousand-year-old bronze bell, which not only shocked everyone, but also made people's scalps numb and eardrums hurt!

The onlookers present immediately held their breath and protected their bodies with body-protecting qi. Then, they stared at the two people in the field, who had already started to fight with the magic weapons in their hands in a flash!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

In a short period of time, the two had fought more than ten times without giving in. More than ten heavy collisions and their echoes continued to reverberate in the meeting hall. The position where the two were located was bursting with countless sharp auras, which amazed the onlookers!

What a terrible physical strength!

Just the collision of the physical bodies can arouse such a powerful aura. Although neither side used internal energy, this pure power confrontation... is also full of the beauty of power!

What everyone cares about more is... they thought that although the red-haired boy was strong, he must not be able to defeat the sword slave in terms of physical strength.

Under the continuous attacks of the sword slave, he must have been defeated. Even if the red knife continued, he should have retreated to a corner under this powerful impact...

However, when they put aside their distractions and saw the scene clearly, everyone was stunned!

In the battle of strength with the sword slave, Lin Chen did not retreat a single step, and he still maintained a leisurely posture with one hand behind his back, just waving one arm continuously, fighting with the sword slave in strength?

On the other hand, after the first few blows, the sword slave's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. Moreover, he had changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands!

The strength of the sword slave's hands can only be equal to that of the red-haired boy?

How is this possible?

You know, the physical strength of the sword slave is definitely in the top five in this world!

This red-haired boy can fight against the strength of his hands with one hand... How powerful is his physical strength?

Everyone in the meeting hall widened their eyes and focused their attention on Lin Chen.

They were already stunned by Lin Chen's performance.

Before Lin Chen and the sword slave fought, the three disciples of the Tyrant Sword Sect outside the meeting hall were already anxious and uneasy.

But they couldn't stop this extremely unfair weapon fight, and could only stare at the field with wide eyes.

However.

Ye Ninghan and others didn't even look at Lin Chen, but used their bags as benches and sat on them to chat casually.

They were like a group of spectators watching the fun, not worrying about Lin Chen's life or death at all?

At this time, Wen Yue couldn't help it, so she walked to Ye Ninghan and said respectfully:

"Madam, the sect master is in a bad situation now, why are you... not worried at all?"

Ye Ninghan smiled calmly, "Oh, it's okay. Your sect leader never fights a battle without confidence. He is... used to pretending to be powerful, you should get used to it. Whether in the outside world or here, there are only a handful of people who can plot against him. So, don't worry too much. Just do what you should do, don't be nervous.

In fact, this is not a big deal. Come on, come on, all of you, come here and tell us about the strange things in this world..."

With no other choice, the three disciples of Badao Sect came to Ye Ninghan and others in extreme shock and began to answer their curious questions one after another...

However, the hearts of these three disciples have been hanging in their throats, and they are completely absent-minded.

Listening to the continuous huge collision sound coming from the meeting hall, they are also uneasy...

At this moment.

Lin Chen and Jian Nu have been fighting at high speed for dozens of rounds.

Lin Chen has been standing there calmly, not afraid of his opponent's attack, while his opponent is sweating more and more, which makes others wonder.

In addition.

As the single blade of Zhan Tinghou and the light sword of Tingye kept colliding, except for Lin Chen, no one else noticed a subtle phenomenon that had already occurred silently!

Many tiny cracks had appeared on the blade of the light sword of Tingye!

Moreover, these cracks were concentrated in the same area. During the fiftieth fight, Lin Chen was quick-witted and slashed directly at the area with the most concentrated cracks!

With a clang!

The light sword of Tingye broke!