Chapter 1846: Suspended!

The first thousand eight hundred and forty-six chapters ended!
The appearance of this burly man also made all the representatives of the school take a breath.
Hidden Sword Villa is famous for casting, and in their casting hall, the most famous is this sword slave!
This sword slave was talented and powerful, and he only obeyed the contemporary owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa.
Moreover, not only was he astonished by his physical strength, he also practiced Kungfu in his entire body, but he was also called a moving fortress!
Even if you don't use inner strength, you can only use physical strength, I'm afraid there will be no more than five fingers in the ultimate world who can match him.
Let him hold the invincible Listening Night Sword to verify the authenticity of the red sword... This is not a verification, but a naked destruction!
With the strength of the sword slave and the sharpness of the night sword, I am afraid that no one in this world can resist a hundred frontal collisions!
but.
The appearance of the sword slave did not make Lin Chen's face show any emotional changes.
He still kept the faint smile like the sign, and asked impatiently:
"When the sword arrives, so does the man. 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 and stretched out a hand to make a claw shape... With a swish, he was already holding Zhan Tinghou with a single blow.
He held his back with one hand, and the hand holding the sword naturally hung down, but that Zhan Tinghou single-handedly trembled violently at this time.
Then he said lightly:
"Come on, time has been delayed for a long time!"
When the tall sword slave heard this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and immediately...with a movement, he had already caught Lin Chen's eyes!
At the same time, the Tingye Light Sword in his hand already made a sound of breaking through the sky, and the world's number one sword also pierced Lin Chen's chest at this moment!
Although this stabbing was not a sword move, the sword slave stayed in the foundry hall of the Tibetan Sword Villa all the year round. Almost all the magic weapons that came out would pass his big hands.
Therefore, even if it was just a simple stabbing, there was still an invisible sword intent on the Tingye Light Sword!
This sword intent is extremely sharp, if you don't let go on the spot, you will definitely be hurt by it!
however.
Lin Chen smiled indifferently and didn't talk nonsense, but directly lifted Zhan Tinghou single-handedly, seemingly effortlessly slashed on the tip of Tingye Light Sword!
The huge collision of gold and iron, like a thousand-year-old bronze bell, not only shocked everyone, but also made the scalp numb and the eardrums hurt!
The onlookers at the scene immediately held their breath and protected the whole body with body-protecting qi. Then, they watched intently at the two people in the field. They were already in the electric light and flint, and they started to fight hard with their hands!
clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!
In a short period of time, the two have fought against each other more than ten times. More than a dozen heavy impacts and their echoes continued to reverberate in the discussion hall. The positions of the two of them burst out with countless sharp auras, which made all the onlookers amazed!
What a terrible physical power this is!
Just using the physical body to touch can arouse such a powerful aura. Although neither side uses internal energy, this kind of pure power confrontation... is also full of the beauty of power!
And what makes everyone even more concerned about... They thought that the red-haired boy had good strength, but if he talked about physical strength, he would definitely be no match for the sword slave.
Under the repeated blows of the sword slaves, it must have already been steadily defeated. Even if the red knives continue, at this time, he should have retreated to a certain corner under this powerful impact...
However, when they put aside their distractions and saw the scene clearly, everyone was stunned!
In the fight against the sword slave's strength, Lin Chen kept not taking half a step back, and he still maintained a leisurely form with one hand behind him, just constantly waving one arm, doing strength with the sword slave Fight?
On the other hand, Jian Slave, after the first few blows, his forehead was already full of bead-like sweat. Moreover, he has changed from a state of holding a sword in one hand to a state of holding a sword in both hands!
The strength of the sword slave's hands can only match that of the red-haired boy?
How is this possible?
You know, the physical strength of the sword slave is definitely the top five in this world!
This red-haired boy can counter the power of his hands with one hand...how powerful is his physical power?
Everyone in the discussion hall opened their eyes wide and focused completely on Lin Chen.
They were already dumbfounded by Lin Chen's performance.
Before Lin Chen and the sword slave confronted each other, the three Domineering Sect disciples outside the discussion hall were already anxious and restless.
But they couldn't stop this extremely unfair confrontation, they could only stare at the court with their eyes wide open.
but.
Ye Ninghan and the others didn't even look at Lin Chen. Instead, they used the bag as a bench on the spot, and then sat on it casually chatting.
They are like a group of spectators watching the lively, not worried about Lin Chen's life or death at all?
At this time, Wen Yue couldn't help it anymore, so she walked to Ye Ninghan's side and said respectfully:
"Mrs. Sect Master, the Sect Master is in a bad situation now, why are you... not worried at all?"
Ye Ninghan smiled indifferently: "Oh, it's okay. Your sect master never fights a battle of uncertainty. He... is used to pretending, so you have to get used to it. And whether it is outside or here, you can calculate He has only a handful of people. So, don’t worry too much. Just do what you should, don’t be nervous.
In fact, this is nothing major. Come, come, all of you, come over and tell us about the strange things in this world..."
With no other way, the three Tyrant Sect disciples came to Ye Ninghan and the others in shock and began to answer their curious questions one after another...
It's just that the hearts of these three disciples were already in their throats, completely absent-minded.
Listening to the uninterrupted loud crashing sound in the discussion hall, they were also uneasy...
now.
Lin Chen and Sword Slave have competed for dozens of rounds at high speed.
Lin Chen has always stood there calmly and calmly, completely unafraid of the opponent's blows, but the opponents sweat more and more, making everyone else surprised.
In addition.
With the continuous impact of Zhan Tinghou's single-sword and Tingye light sword, except for Lin Chen, everyone else did not notice an unnoticeable phenomenon, which had happened quietly!
Many small cracks have appeared on the body of the sword of Ting Ye Qingjian!
Moreover, these cracks were all concentrated in the same area. During the fiftieth match, Lin Chen had quick eyesight and slashed directly in the area where the cracks were most concentrated!
Clang!
Listen to the night light sword, cut off!