Emperor Jiuyin

The arrival of Ghost Warrior Saint Lord also shocked Li Hanxue.

He stared at Ghost Warrior Saint Lord, and his heart, which had always been calm, suddenly beat non-stop.

In an instant, all emotions surged into his heart like a tidal wave. Fear, excitement, fear, surging fighting spirit, and the horror of death, endless complex emotions completely drowned Li Hanxue like a raging tide.

Li Hanxue instinctively felt the ultimate threat, which was even greater than Gong Xiyang and Xuanyuan Dongqing!

Even if Li Hanxue had never seen Ghost Warrior Saint Lord, even if Zixu Saint Lord did not say the name of Ghost Warrior Saint Lord, he could be 100% sure that this white-haired man was the Ghost Warrior Saint Lord, the world-recognized first saint of the Nebula Continent.

"Is he the Ghost Warrior Saint?" Li Hanxue subconsciously touched the Emperor's Child on his waist, thinking to himself, "You and I are both indebted to Senior Fire Monk. You got the Ghost Warrior's True Sword, and I got the Emperor's Child. This is by no means accidental. If there is a chance, I will definitely fight you!"

When Chen Dingyuan saw the Ghost Warrior Saint, he was not like other Saint Lord masters. There was no shock on his face. There was only excitement and almost crazy joy on his face!

Chen Dingyuan turned around and didn't fight with Li Hanxue. His eyes widened to the limit, and he was trembling with excitement. "Ghost Warrior Saint, are you finally willing to fight with me? I have finally waited for this day. Come on, fight me!"

The Ghost Warrior Saint slowly fell from the sky, his wide black clothes rustled in the wind, and his white hair danced in the wind. He slowly walked towards Chen Dingyuan, and all the Saint Lord masters made way.

Saint Zixu smiled, "Saint Guiwu, long time no see." Saint Guiwu turned his head and glanced at Saint Zixu, nodded, and then walked straight towards Chen Dingyuan. Chen Dingyuan trembled all over, and the holy sword in his hand hummed. Whether it was because of excitement or fear, even Chen Dingyuan couldn't tell. Saint Guiwu spoke, his voice was still low and rough, "You are using my name and swaggering everywhere?" Chen Dingyuan's arm shook, took a breath of courage, and said with his head held high: "Yes, it's me!" "Why?" Saint Guiwu said, "You should know that I hate others using my name the most." Chen Dingyuan snorted coldly: "It's just a name, you can use it, but I can't?" Saint Guiwu said lightly: "This name can only be used by me, if others use this name, they will die!" Saint Guiwu kept the same tone when speaking, not fierce, not violent, but gave people a stronger sense of oppression than any demon. As if he was the emperor who controlled life and death, his words were the law, which could not be disobeyed or disobeyed.

If you want to resist, you must pay the price of your life.

Even the magic masters present felt a little short of breath, and the invisible sense of oppression was too strong. Chen Dingyuan laughed: "What a joke! You forbid others to use this name, but I, Chen Dingyuan, insist on using this name! Thirty years ago, you dared to humiliate me and refused to fight me. Today, I will return this shame to you a hundred times. Sure enough, my strength has reached the level that is enough to match you, so you finally couldn't help but take action, right? Hahaha, come and compete with me, there is no need for the battle for the world's number one in Longhui Island. Here, we will decide the winner, and whoever wins will be the world's number one!"

Chen Dingyuan has always been brooding over the fact that the Ghost Warrior Saint ignored him before, and he has a deep resentment. At this moment, the Ghost Warrior Saint finally took the initiative to come to him, and Chen Dingyuan thought that the Ghost Warrior Saint had begun to truly regard himself as an enemy to some extent.

Chen Dingyuan dreamed of the moment when he fought with the Ghost Martial Saint, pulling the Ghost Martial Saint down from the altar, and then replacing him and becoming a legend!

Everyone was angry when they heard what Chen Dingyuan said, "This guy actually treated us as air and looked down on us nakedly, which is really hateful!"

"Don't worry, this Chen Dingyuan is definitely not the opponent of the Ghost Martial Saint. He dared to challenge the Ghost Martial Saint without weighing his own weight."

"In my opinion, Chen Dingyuan will definitely be defeated. Within ten moves, the Ghost Martial Saint will definitely take his life!" "Ten moves?" A saint king next to him was surprised, "It's unlikely. I have no doubt that the Ghost Martial Saint will win. But just now, the Qingchen Saint and the others also said that Chen Dingyuan's strength is almost comparable to theirs. At that time, the Purple Void Saint and the Ghost Martial Saint fought for seven days and seven nights before the winner was decided.

It should be impossible for the Ghost Martial Saint to solve Chen Dingyuan within ten moves, right?"

The Qingchen Saint on the side said: "Brother Zixu, look at the current strength of the Ghost Martial Saint What level has it reached?" Purple Void Saint shook his head, "I don't know, but you and I have reached the peak realm. The only way to go up is to become a dragon warrior. This Chen Dingyuan is not much weaker than us. It should not be a matter of one or two moves for Ghost Warrior Saint to defeat Chen Dingyuan. This is a battle that cannot be fought. It will probably take a lot of time for these two to decide life and death. The owner of Longhui Island will not let them fight without caring. "Qingchen Saint said: "Brother Zixu is right." Ghost Warrior Saint glanced at Chen Dingyuan and said lightly: "I came to you, not to compete with you, I came to kill you." Chen Dingyuan roared, "I want it! Ghost Warrior Saint, come on, draw your sword! Use all your skills to kill me, I, Chen Dingyuan, will take it all! Today I will fight you for three hundred rounds, until death!"

"Three hundred rounds?" A faint smile appeared on Oniwu Shengjun's face, which seemed like mockery, ridicule, and more like pity.

No matter who sees this kind of look, they will not be able to stand it.

"Oniwu Shengjun, you dare to underestimate me! I will let you die without a burial place!" Chen Dingyuan roared loudly, "Yin Yang Thunder Domain, Yuanlong Tianding, Great Transformation Wuji!"

Chen Dingyuan struck with both palms, and the three most powerful moves at the bottom of the box were blasted towards Oniwu Shengjun.

Oniwu Sage took three steps back slowly, his speed was astonishingly fast, but in the eyes of all the saints, it was as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. No one would be more calm than him, and no one would be more calm and composed than him.

Facing the overwhelming magical powers rushing towards him, Lord Oniwu used the three-foot distance brought by his retreat to slowly draw his sword.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the sharp sword in the hand of Lord Oniwu.

It was a sword with a scabbard as rough as meteorite, and it looked like a dark stone stick. But the edge of the blade seems to be able to strike directly into the heart and cut into pieces the soul of a person! This is the Onimusha True Sword!