The ancestor of Hongmen was also stunned by this sword.
Ordinary but extremely powerful.
"Such a strong sword intent."
"In that case, it's time for my sword to show up."
"It's a little tribute to you."
A small golden sword was spinning in front of Lin Yi, and then it turned into a three-foot long sword in the wind, hanging in front of him.
Jian Chen’s murderous intent surged, and ripples seemed to appear in the space.
However, Jian Chen's sword arrived faster.
Everyone gasped when they saw this.
Jian Chen's sword had already reached Lin Yi's chest, but Lin Yi's golden sword had just raised its head and was about to stab Jian Chen in mid-air.
Everyone knew that it was too late for Lin Yi to dodge.
He is doomed to die.
"Your Majesty Pluto!" Mr. Zhou clenched his fists.
"Alas! God is jealous of talented people." Master Chen sighed.
Although the strong men were secretly happy, they still felt sorry for me.
A 25-year-old powerful god-level warrior, fighting one against two, still had the upper hand for a long time.
This achievement is enough to go down in history.
At this moment, Lin Yi's protective Qi was easily split by Jian Chen's sword like a piece of paper, and then the sword pierced through Lin Yi's chest.
"What?"
Jian Chen didn't understand why Lin Yi didn't dodge.
As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, I felt a cold and sharp pain in my chest.
A small golden sword also pierced through his body at this time. The golden sword flew out dozens of meters and then heavily stabbed into a huge rock.
“Isn’t this guy afraid of death?” This thought flashed through Jian Chen’s mind again when he was floating in the air after being knocked away.
The sword's damage to the body is not the most fatal.
The most terrifying thing is that Jian Shuang Shili's domineering sword intent will instantly destroy all the meridians, muscle tissues and internal organs in Lin Yi's body.
There is absolutely no possibility of survival.
Lin Yi's sword also contained eighteen levels of Qi, which instantly destroyed Jian Chen's body.
Fortunately, Lin Yi possesses the magical power of the Wood Spirit Fruit, which gives him super strong repairing ability. The continuous wood spirit energy quickly repairs his body.
If he hadn't died immediately, Lin Yi would basically not have died.
And even if he dies, Lin Yi's soul can be placed on the wood spirit and slowly cultivate his body.
Although the body he cultivated in this way is not as strong as before, it can still be considered a life-saving trick.
Almost instantly, Jian Chen realized that he could not kill Lin Yi, so he swung his hand and a silver light of one size flew out from Jian Chen's sleeve.
This dagger was made of the mysterious ice from the Tianshan Mountains. It was Jian Chen’s final killing move and also the magic weapon he relied on the most.
The dagger was engraved with dense patterns, just like the blood vessels in the human body, and two words were clearly engraved on it.
"Fei Yu!"
"Flying Feather Sword!"
"It's actually the Feiyu Sword. I didn't expect Jian Chen to possess such a magical weapon."
"What is the Feather Sword?"
Several powerful men in Southeast Asia, such as the Red Snake Venerable, naturally did not understand the origin of this thing. In fact, this dagger came from China and was a treasure of Taoism.
"This is a treasure of the Chinese Taoist sect."
"It uses a special sword-training method, which was nurtured by the 31st generation Taoist master, who used his blood and essence to cultivate it."
"After three hundred years of inheritance, it was said that this dagger had been lost long ago. I didn't expect it to reappear here."
Master Chen said with a trembling heart.
As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger, carrying the power of a powerful god, pierced Lin Yi's chest again.