Asura War Supreme

"What?" Senior brother Jian Chen actually pulled out the Black Demon Sword behind his back. Hehe, it seems like this Lin person has offended you! "    

Seeing Jian Chen pull out the black sword that would make people's hearts tremble, seeing that there were disciples of the Third Peak here, they all had the mindset of watching a good show.    

"Hmph, Lin Jingyu really doesn't know what's good for him. This time, let's see how senior Jian Chen will take care of him!"    

Another person's eyes flashed with a cold glint as he continued speaking!    

"You, very good!"    

The current Jian Chen's eyes were dark and sinister. Holding the black demon sword in his hand, his black hair fluttered in the air, giving off a feeling of spirituality. He looked in Lin Jingyu's direction as he spat out a black light.    

It was as if once he said those words, it would mean that Lin Jingyu would definitely lose the battle!    

"Originally, I didn't want to fight with my sword, but now, you've forced my hand!"    

At this moment, Jian Chen's face was covered in a layer of frost as if he was freezing cold to the extreme.    

Originally, in his eyes, Lin Jingyu was just a small fry. Although he had the title of "Genius Alchemist", Jian Chen had never really looked at him!    

Therefore, he did not intend to waste any more time on him previously. This was because the longer he fought, the easier his strength and weakness would be exposed to others!    

The ranking tournament for the top 30 had yet to begin. He didn't want to just let his advantage be slowly consumed just like that!    

However, he never expected that Lin Jingyu would actually be so strong. Not only was his speed terrifying, he even released a terrifying amount of Origin Energy from his Spiritual Martial Stage!    

All of this was something that Jian Chen couldn't help but take seriously!    

The great sect competition had yet to begin. If he were to lose now, then he would truly become a joke in the eyes of everyone in the sect!    

Therefore, he absolutely could not allow this battle to fail. He had to win!    

Moreover, in the next battle, he would have to win in a domineering fashion. He had to defeat this fellow in front of him thoroughly. Only by doing so would he be able to redeem his dignity!    

At this thought, the coldness on Jian Chen's face grew even more pronounced. With a single stomp, another sharp sword was released from his back!    

This was his martial spirit, a black sharp sword that was the same as the sword in his hand.    

"Let's fight!"    

With a howl, Jian Chen instantly pushed his palm forward. In that instant, the world's sword intent rumbled as the black light exploded!    

Swoosh! Xiu Xiu! *    

The countless sword intents seemed to want to split the sky apart. As Jian Chen's palm swung forward, countless sword intents whistled through the air!    

The tens of thousands of swords seemed to want to turn Lin Jingyu's entire body into meat paste!    

However, how powerful was Lin Jingyu after breaking through to the Spirit realm? How could he not feel fear?    

Only to see that his eyes were still as serene as ever, as though there was nothing that could cause him to feel fear. This aura caused many people present to be moved!    

Black light surged. Facing the incoming terrifying sword intent, Lin Jingyu walked forward step by step. He actually did not place these terrifying sword intents in his eyes at all!    

"This Myriad Sword Intent is indeed powerful. However, can you really control it?"    

As Lin Jingyu spoke, he continued to walk forward, as if he was not worried at all that Jian Chen's sword would pierce into his heart.    

Looking at the scene before them, everyone's heart trembled even more. If the ten thousand sword intents truly landed on Lin Jingyu's body, he would most likely die from having ten thousand swords pierce through his heart!    

"Are you really not afraid of death?"    

Hearing Lin Jingyu's words, Jian Chen's heart was slightly moved. His own Ten Thousand Sword Intent was just about to fall, but Lin Jingyu's face did not change at all, and his heart was not red. Could it be that he had gone mad? Or was he really not afraid of death?    

Lin Jingyu, you, what kind of tricks are you playing?