I’m Invincible in My Mother’s Womb

Ning Chen's method shocked the audience, and even the black-clothed old man looked solemn, no longer his previous arrogance.

Zhou Lin also calmed down.

He felt the threat from Ning Chen, and he no longer dared to despise his opponent.

"Your name is Ning Chen, right? Very good, you are qualified to let me fight you seriously."

"And my favorite is to kill geniuses. Next, I will slowly kill you..."

While speaking, a silver armor suddenly appeared on Zhou Lin's body.

Silver armor, silver sword, this turned out to be a set of spiritual weapons, both offensive and defensive.

"Silver-patterned battle armor, mysterious defense weapon."

"There is also the Silver Spirit Sword, Ning Chen will lose this time."

Everyone looked at the silver sword in Zhou Lin's hand, and saw that the cold front was like snow, shocking their hearts and souls, and they could not help but let out a burst of exclamation.

Hum!

At the same time, a green guardian spirit pattern appeared on Zhou Lin's body.

Unexpectedly, he was still an elite genius with a green sea of ​​energy. Such a guardian spirit pattern was too difficult to break. In terms of defense alone, Zhou Lin was almost invincible.

"kill!"

Finally, the two moved and fought together.

The sword light intertwined, how many swords did the two exchange in an instant?

boom!

The two were separated, both sides were safe and sound, but the spirit sword in Ning Chen's hand was already full of cracks and gaps, and then it shattered every inch.

From this point of view, Zhou Lin took advantage of the spirit weapon.

Ning Chen's display of strength also shocked the people around him. The black-clothed old man looked solemn and was about to take action. He finally began to worry about Zhou Lin's loss.

If Zhou Lin really missed anything, he could not explain to the Zhou family and the queen.

"This life is mine, you don't need to come over!" However, Zhou Lin shouted proudly.

The black-clothed old man had to stop, but his soul consciousness had locked Ning Chen tightly. Whenever there was a change, he immediately killed Ning Chen.

"Ning Chen, your spirit sword has been destroyed. Next, it will be your body that will be destroyed."

"Without a spirit sword, I can abuse you no matter what."

Zhou Lin said proudly.

After that, the silver sword in his hand was cut out again.

"Silver snow is all over the sky."

"Snowstorm."

Zhou Lin used two tricks in a row for the ultimate sword skill of the mysterious order.

I saw a sea of ​​silver swords floating behind him, above the sea of ​​swords, gusts of wind roared, snow drifted thousands of miles, the temperature of the whole hall dropped to freezing point, and some people with slightly lower cultivation bases were already shivering.

"This is a swordsmanship vision, Zhou Lin has actually cultivated to the swordsmanship vision."

Everyone exclaimed.

At this moment, Zhou Lin's silver sword in his hand pointed at Ning Chen, and the silver sword sea behind him suddenly turned into a surge of sword waves, swept over like a violent wind.

Facing the shocking blow, Ning Chen looked calm and indifferent.

He didn't have a spirit sword in his hand, but at this time he used **** to refer to the sword and pinched a sword tactic.

"Finger to congeal the sword?"

"It's nothing more than playing with mystery. Without a spirit sword, Ning Chen must die under this sword."

At this moment, even the black-clothed old man was relieved, thinking that this blow would tell the winner, and Zhou Lin would win.

However, Ning Chen's **** combined his sword, and his spiritual power gathered, unexpectedly condensed a scarlet sword shadow.

In an instant, the temperature in the cold hall soared and the air became extremely hot.

"Fanhuo sword intent, cut!"

Ning Chen muttered to himself softly.

In an instant, the scarlet sword shadow in his hand was like a sparkling prairie fire, turning into countless scarlet flame sword shadows, facing Zhou Lin's swordsmanship vision.

"Do not!"

The face of the black-clothed old man and the others changed drastically, feeling bad, and they were about to stop.

"what!"

But a screaming scream has sounded and spread throughout Yunyin City.

It was too late for the black-clothed old man and others to try to help.

They saw the huge waves of silver swords in the sky and the visions of thousands of miles of falling snow melted and turned into nothingness under the scarlet flame sword shadow.

In the end, Zhou Lin's whole body was charred, and neither the guardian spirit pattern nor the silver pattern armor could protect him.

Especially the throat was sealed by the shadow of the scarlet flame sword.

Zhou Lin didn't die right away. He held a sword in one hand and covered his throat with the other. His face was full of pain, but he could only make an "ah, ah" voice.

His eyes were filled with unbelievable and unwillingness.

His own dignified little son of Zhou's family was just assassinated by a young man in the land of clouds.

However, if he knew that this was only the power of the sword intent from the fire, Ning Chen hadn't used even more powerful moves, how would he feel?

What surprised Ning Chen was that Zhou Lin had his throat sealed by a sword, and he was not dead yet. Obviously, there was a treasure on his body that protected him from a ray of breath.

If they can be treated in time, they can survive.

As expected from a big family, there are so many treasures on him.

Ning Chen grabbed the silver spirit war sword in Zhou Lin's hand and hung it horizontally around Zhou Lin's neck.

"Ning Chen, he is the little son of the Zhou family, you have to think about the consequences!"

"You let him go now, and I will bear the blame for everything."

The black-clothed old man spoke abruptly, but his heart had begun to panic, how could this escape Ning Chen's soul consciousness?

Ning Chen looked around and smiled softly: "What are the consequences? He wins and I die; I win and he dies. A fair duel, life and death success or failure, no regrets and no regrets."

The old man in black looked gloomy, and if Zhou Lin died, he could not escape his guilt.

"Ning Chen, let Young Master Zhou go, I can agree to whatever conditions you want." The black-clothed old man lowered his posture.

In his capacity, bowing his head to a young man was simply a shame.

But, let’s save Zhou Lin first, and then some means will kill the boy who doesn’t know the height of the sky.

Hearing the words of the black-clothed old man, Ning Chen smiled slightly and said, "Conditions? Okay, you can kill yourself immediately."

Although he was smiling, everyone could tell that Ning Chen was serious.

The black-clothed old man was almost exploded with anger. He couldn't help it anymore and roared: "Ning Chen, Zhou Linruo is dead, you and everyone around you must be buried."

However, as soon as the black-clothed old man's voice fell, Ning Chen had already raised his sword and fell.

puff!

Zhou Lin's head fell to the feet of the old man in black.

"I don't like being threatened. This is a response to your threats to me."

"The head of the little son of the Zhou family is here for you."

Ning Chen's voice sounded and responded coldly.