Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Standing on the chessboard, Ao Lingchen straightened his body and stared straight at Rakshasa Ghost Child without backing down. He was completely unafraid of Rakshasa Ghost Child's endless Qi.    

Looking at Ao Lingchen, Elder Yuan Shen nodded with satisfaction. This little guy was not bad!    

"Hahaha!"    

Suddenly, Rakshasa Ghost Child raised his head and laughed out loud. A cold and evil wind started blowing. He turned around and looked at Elder Yuan Shen, "Old ghost Nangong, I never thought that your Essence Sword Sect would have someone who is not afraid of death!"    

As he spoke, his pair of ghostly fire eyes stared at Ao Lingchen with a pair of ghastly eyes, "But, I like to kill these people who aren't afraid of death!"    

"Yin Yuan Sheng, if you can't kill him, you won't have the right to live either!"    

As his voice faded, the ghostly howls never stopped. Rakshasa Ghost Child's aura suddenly changed drastically, giving people the feeling of an evil beast from hell. It was extremely terrifying!    

"Yes, elder!"    

The Yin Yuan Sheng, who looked exactly the same as the Yin Wood Sheng, held a pair of daggers in his hands. His expression was solemn. A trace of fear flashed in the depths of his eyes.    

"Brother Ji, you go down first. Leave this to me!"    

Ao Lingchen didn't pay attention to the Yin Yuan Sheng opposite him. He gently patted Ji Luofeng's shoulder and looked at him confidently.    

"You have to be careful. He seems to have an invisible attack!"    

Ji Luofeng nodded and looked at Ao Lingchen worriedly. There was guilt in his eyes.    

In his opinion, the reason Ao Lingchen was standing here was because of him. If he was not too weak, he would not have jumped up to save him.    

"Don't worry, I will pay attention!"    

Ao Lingchen said in a serious manner, sending Ji Luofeng off the battle platform with a relaxed look.    

He turned around and stared at the Yin Yuan Sheng who was surrounded by Yin specters. Looking at this opponent whose cultivation base was almost the same as his, a strong fighting spirit surged in Ao Lingchen's eyes. "I also want to test the strength of the senior disciple of Ghost Fiend Hall!"    

He waved his right hand and a cold Heavenly Fiend Sword appeared in his hand. At the same time, flames spread out from the long sword like a flaming sword.    

Since this person's body was filled with gloomy black Qi, Ao Lingchen would use the flames to deal with him.    

The flames and light were the best power to deal with this ghostly Qi.    

"Those who have experienced my strength are all dead!"    

Yin Yuansheng looked at Ao Lingchen, who was holding the flaming sword in front of him, and sneered. The Yuan Qi under his feet surged, and he suddenly took a step forward. He moved like a ghost towards Ao Lingchen.    

As his figure moved, Yin Qi immediately rose up, and a murderous aura filled the air. Terrifying Yin Qi enveloped the surroundings.    

In an instant, the entire chessboard stage became gloomy, and a terrifying Yin Qi lingered in the surroundings. The scene of the Underworld and Netherworld was once again revealed, and Yin Yuansheng's figure merged into the Underworld of Ghost Qi. The surroundings were filled with ghostly figures that pounced on him, and it was completely impossible to tell which one was the real him!    

"Interesting!"    

The surrounding ghostly shadows made Ao Lingchen smile. He gripped the Heavenly Fiend Sword tightly and suddenly waved it. The Heavenly Fiend Sword circled around his body, and suddenly, flames appeared all around him. The flames were like a wall, covering his entire body.    

A majestic mind power was like an invisible giant net, instantly covering the surroundings and turning into Ao Lingchen's eyes.    

"Hu!"    

A cold breeze swept past, and a bloody wound appeared on Ao Lingchen's arm. Although it wasn't deep, it was still a wound.    

This scene was exactly the same as what happened to Ji Luofeng just now. It made everyone on the dragon boat look worried.    

"So that's how it is!"    

Different from the worried gazes of the people behind him, a look of enlightenment appeared on Ao Lingchen's face. He looked at the wounds on his body and muttered to himself.    

Through the huge net formed by his mental strength, Ao Lingchen had already figured out what the injuries on his arm were. He also understood what kind of invisible attack Ji Luofeng was talking about!    

It turned out that there were no signs of Yin Yuan being born among these ghostly figures. These were all illusions. Some of the tricks used to distract the enemy's attention were truly integrated with the surrounding Yin Qi. He had thinned out his presence and achieved the effect of being invisible.    

The wound on Ao Lingchen's arm was caused by the blade light that he waved the dagger in his hand and shot out. This blade light was like the birth of Yin in the surrounding dark environment. It was as if it was invisible. This was also the reason why no one could see the attack.    

This was indeed an extremely terrifying technique. Ao Lingchen believed that it would be very easy to kill the enemy with this skill.    

Unfortunately, he was unlucky today. He had met his natural enemy. Every movement of his was under the control of Ao Lingchen's mental energy.    

Holding the spreading flame Heavenly Fiend Sword tightly, Ao Lingchen stared at the surrounding ghost shadows that were rushing towards him. He had a nervous look on his face. He could not see the hidden blade light that was flying towards him. He also didn't notice the Yin Yuan Sheng that was hiding next to him faster than those ghostly figures.    

This action made Yin Yuansheng, who had taken the opportunity to lurk beside him, curl his lips slightly. The dagger in his hand, which had retracted its light, swiftly slashed at the neck in front of him, cutting at the aorta at a tricky angle.    

Rakshasa Ghost Child and Elder Yuan Shen, who were watching the battle on both sides of the chessboard, had different expressions on their faces. The former had a sinister smile on his face, while the latter had a gloomy expression.    

As the dagger got closer and closer to the aorta on his neck, the smile on Yin Yuansheng's face became more and more obvious. He seemed to have already seen the gorgeous scene of blood splashing.    

"Are you excited?!"    

At this moment, a calm voice sounded from the chessboard, causing the overjoyed Yin Yuan Sheng to freeze. He subconsciously raised his head to look at Ao Lingchen's head.    

This glance made his heart feel dead!    

The person in front of him was actually looking at him with his face sideways, and his eyes were actually looking at him.    

"Are you very curious why I found you?"    

Ao Lingchen's voice rang in Yin Yuansheng's ears. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain on his waist. After that, he felt a boiling heat on his waist.    

The change at his waist made Yin Yuansheng feel despair. His eyes were filled with fear and pain.    

"Unfortunately, I don't want to tell you!"    

Ao Lingchen's eyes sparkled with sympathy. After that, a surge of vigorous Yuan Qi surged out from his body. The flames soared, and the sharp sword Qi attacked wantonly.    

"Puff!"    

A mouthful of blood was spat out. Yin Yuansheng lost his balance and fell onto the chessboard. His eyes were wide open, and he had a look of disbelief on his face. He held the dagger tightly with both of his hands, maintaining his reaping motion.    

However, his heart had already stopped beating. It had nothing to do with this world anymore.    

The people watching the chessboard were all dumbfounded, especially Rakshasa Ghost Child. His face turned extremely pale and he looked extremely embarrassed.    

"Your means are indeed not bad, but it's a pity that you met me!"    

Looking at the Yin Yuan Sheng who died with everlasting regret on the ground, Ao Lingchen stomped his right foot, and a fierce wind blew, extinguishing the flames on the Yin Yuan Sheng's body.    

He didn't feel sad for the person who died by his feet, because it was either him or himself who died.    

Raising his head to look at Rakshasa Ghost Child who was on the Ghost Ship, Ao Lingchen said in a cold voice.    

"Next!"