Ling Chen's fourth opponent was Kong Wenju of the Wensheng family.

"Please advise."

Kong Wenju is worthy of being the heir of the Wensheng family with a heritage of 3,000 years, and his person looks humble and polite, gentle as jade, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

"Please."

Ling Chen also stretched out his hand, he had heard of the people in Confucius, they were all people who read poetry and books, and most of the martial arts of the Wensheng family were handed down in the form of scriptures, which was completely different from the inheritance of other families.

For this ancient family that has been inherited for thousands of years, Ling Chen still has a lot of respect.

As soon as the words fell, Kong Wenju was already holding the palm of his hand, and a volume of scriptures had appeared in his hand, and as he unfolded the scriptures, the ancient big characters also swelled up rapidly from them, releasing an extremely heroic aura.

Kong Wenju just waved his hand, and as the true qi was injected into the scriptures, a big word "benevolence" suddenly flew out.

Holding the Red Sky Sword in his hand, Ling Chen pushed the prototype of the sword soul to the extreme, and then suddenly slashed out with a sword.

Card rub!

The word "benevolence" cracked and fell apart in response to the sound, but immediately after, Kong Wenju turned the pages continuously, and "righteousness", "propriety", "wisdom", and "faith" flew out one after another, mixed with an incomparably majestic majestic atmosphere, suppressing Xiang Lingchen.

Ling Chen's body flashed continuously, and at the same time, the Red Sky Sword in his hand struck out continuously, slashing at the big characters, splashing out extremely bright sparks.

Every time he hit these ancient characters with his sword, Ling Chen could feel a twitch in his mind, a slight tingling in his mind, this was the effect of these ancient words with the aura of Haoran, these Haoran righteousness inherited from the Middle Ages, had a great suppressive and restraint effect on all evil demons.

Once it is a cultivated evil path exercise, or some kind of evil demon outer way, it will be directly suppressed under this majestic righteous qi, and the heavier the evil qi, the heavier the restraint.

Therefore, the people of the Confucian family have always had a strong deterrent effect on the evil demons of the Four Desolations.

However, above the Heavenly Sword Conference, the demonic geniuses of the major families naturally do not practice any demonic foreign martial arts, so although Kong Wenju's methods are still powerful, they are not so targeted, and their power will naturally be discounted a lot.

Ling Chen himself cultivated the way of the sword, and condensed the rudimentary form of the sword soul, which was also a righteous and inviolable existence, so Kong Wenju's heroic righteousness did not cause much damage to him.

But even so, Kong Wenju's strength should not be underestimated, and that volume of scriptures was like a living thing in his hand, releasing large characters that shone brightly, and they were continuously connected, not giving Ling Chen a moment of respite.

In this case, Ling Chen could only use the golden sword pupil.

The ring was shrouded in a large area of gold, Ling Chen controlled the golden sword qi, and as soon as his mind moved, the sword qi all shot out, colliding with the ancient characters one by one, and both of them were annihilated.

Taking advantage of the fact that all the ancient characters were broken, Ling Chen finally broke through Kong Wenju's blockade, a sword suddenly stabbed out, a ray of fire flashed from Ling Chen's hand, and the entire Red Sky Sword shot out, like a meteor.

Kong Wenju was taken aback, he hurriedly pulled back, and at the same time, his hands were sealed, and a big "Yu" character was condensed in front of him, blocking the entire void.

The moment the sword qi came into contact with the word "royal", it suddenly exploded, although the explosion was very violent, but the word "royal" did not completely collapse, but the Ling Chen sword was as fast as the wind, and it was already a perfect connection of the speed sword domain, and the dense sword qi instantly slashed the word "royal" to pieces.

Poof!

Although Kong Wenju blocked most of the sword qi, in the end, he was still hit by Ling Chen's sword in the chest, and a wisp of blood flew out.

The body took more than ten steps back, Kong Wenju stabilized his figure, he glanced down at the sword marks on his chest, and immediately shook his head, but there was no frustration on his face, but instead patted his messy clothes, and then arched his hand towards Ling Chen, "I lost." ”

"Concession."

Ling Chen put his sword into the sheath, and also arched his hand towards Kong Wenju.

The sword just now was not very traumatic, and it did not have much impact on Kong Wenju's combat power, but Kong Wenju obviously did not intend to fight Ling Chen, so after being injured, if he was not Ling Chen's opponent, he immediately admitted defeat.

In this regard, Ling Chen had a good impression in his heart, it is refreshing to compete with a real gentleman, losing is losing, winning is winning, how can there be so many moths.

"Four wins in a row!"

On the Ling family's side, the smiles on the faces of Ling Lie, Ling Zhen and the others were also getting brighter and brighter, and Ling Chen was undoubtedly getting closer and closer to their further expectations.

At this moment, in another ring, there is a more high-profile competition, which is going on fiercely.

Jian Wushuang is free against Sima.

Sima Xiaoyao, ranked sixth in the Qingshi Wall, the top of the Southern Hidden Dragon List, can be said to be the first day of the Southern Martial Arts, has practiced the prototype of the sword soul, the sword technique is exquisite, and the strength is strong, and Jian Wushuang is even more in the younger generation, as the first place in the Northern Hidden Dragon List, Jian Wushuang ranks third on the Wall of Ten Thousand Years of History, second only to Taibai Sword Immortal and Empress Yunyao, with excellent qualifications and no one is invincible.

Judging from the card, Jian Wushuang's strength is obviously stronger than Sima Xiaoyao, however, Sima Xiaoyao and Jian Wushuang have not fought each other for a long time, their last duel was a year ago, when Sima Xiaoyao lost to Jian Wushuang within twenty moves, but now a year has passed, time has passed, and the strength of the two has grown by leaps and bounds compared to a year ago.

"If your strength doesn't triple up, you won't pose a threat to me."

Jian Wushuang held the sword in both hands, just looked directly at Sima Xiaoyao, and said lightly.

"Don't worry, I'm fully prepared this time, and I won't let you down."

Sima Yao grinned.

"Triple growth?"

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh, these two people are worthy of being the top demons of the younger generation, they just don't talk the same, they will increase their power three times at every turn, this is placed on ordinary people, let alone triple the increase, if they can increase their strength by two or three percent a year, they can be regarded as fast cultivation.

However, it is obviously unrealistic to compare these two people with ordinary people.

"Then let me take a good look at your knife and make me feel happy."

The essence light in Jian Wushuang's eyes suddenly burst out, and at this moment, a terrifying sword momentum was suddenly released from his body, exuding an aura of arrogance and contempt for everything, and swept madly in all directions, which was terrifying.

(End of chapter)