There was no expression on Ling Chen's face, and there was no hint of fluctuation in his tone:

"My lord, I have fully seen your caution. What's next? Can we officially start trading?"

The Hell Demon Sword didn't answer. Ling Chen urged him several times, but there was only a "rustling" noise coming from the other side.

It wasn't until several minutes passed that even Ling Chen couldn't help but start to think about whether something had been discovered, that a response finally came from the other side:

"There is indeed no one else near you. Very good. The coordinates are..., you can come here next."

Ling Chen raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and immediately realized that the Hell Demon Sword was silent for a few minutes, most likely to observe whether he was being followed.

In other words, the distance between where the Hell Demon Sword is currently located and here is not too far, and the view there is relatively good.

It’s actually not too difficult to guess a place that satisfies the above conditions at the same time.

Ling Chen walked into the house and walked towards the new coordinates. He immediately thought of the above.

Of course, for him who has already learned the coordinates, there is no need for such analysis. The reason why he considers these is entirely from Pandora's perspective.

The Hell Demon Sword would maintain a certain degree of vigilance, which was what Ling Chen had expected from the beginning.

Because of this, Pandora did not follow directly, but used a tracking device to roughly locate Ling Chen's location.

Because they did not enter the instance as a team this time, they could not use the team channel, otherwise the whole process would have been much easier.

Fortunately, Pandora is not a simple person. Although the tracker has expired at this time, with her usual methods, it should not be difficult to locate Ling Chen's location again.

In fact, the only thing Ling Chen can do now is to have enough confidence in Pandora. As for himself, he must concentrate on dealing with the next challenge.

Just as he thought, the new coordinates given by the Hell Demon Sword were not too far away. If nothing unexpected happened, it wouldn't be long before he could officially meet the other party.

That time will be the most difficult and important part of the entire plan...

A head-on battle with the Hell Demon Sword!

He was about to face a veteran strongman among the Transcendents, so there was definitely some pressure, but Ling Chen knew better that this battle was inevitable.

Ling Chen walked step by step, his speed getting faster and faster, from a slow walk at the beginning to a quick trot at the end.

When he arrived at his destination five minutes later, he had already adjusted his condition and was mentally and physically ready to face the upcoming difficult battle.

What Ling Chen arrived at this time was a relatively open place. Most of the surrounding buildings had collapsed, making the field of vision quite broad.

Some fleshy remains and blackened blood stains can be seen everywhere, showing a tragic and cruel meaning.

Although this is just an open space, the surrounding environment makes people think of the Colosseum in ancient Rome.

I have to say that as a place where the war is about to begin, there is no place more suitable than here.

Ling Chen quickly passed through the ruins of several collapsed houses and arrived at a location closer to the center of the open space.

He looked around and saw no sign of the Hell Demon Sword.

Could it be that the other party wants to play the same trick again, trying to hang him for a few minutes and then change the location again?

Ling Chen had such doubts in his heart.

Fortunately, the Hell Demon Sword did not further consume Ling Chen's patience this time, but showed up honestly later.

Ling Chen suddenly felt a powerful aura coming from not far away, followed by an earth-shattering explosion!

Ling Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instinctively turned his head to look in the direction of the loud noise.

I saw a red light with extremely hot meaning, flashing past from a short distance, and finally passed 20 meters away from Ling Chen.

A huge gap suddenly exploded in the concrete road, countless gravels flew, and bursts of scorching heat came.

It can even be clearly seen that the edges of most of the splashed gravel have melted into a twisted shape, as if it is not hard concrete, but soft butter.

Standing in the middle of the huge pit was a man with a look of scorn in his every move. His whole body was wrapped in a layer of dark blood-colored flames, and the flames were fading and disappearing.

There is one thing on this man that is most eye-catching, it is a knife handle, which exudes a majesty that cannot be ignored.

There is also a faint red light on the handle, which is thin but not scattered, as if it can be condensed into an extremely sharp blade at any time.

Ling Chen naturally recognized it at a glance. This man was the Hell Demon Sword that he had dealt with once.

Looking at the man in front of him, Ling Chen stayed as calm as possible and took a step forward:

"Sir, the witch's body is in my hands. Do you need to check it?"

The Prison Demon Sword glanced at Ling Chen and said with great interest:

"You can hand over the body to me now. After I check and confirm that there are no problems, I will hand over the promised reward to you."

Ling Chen disguised the expression on his face, twitched the corners of his mouth and said:

"Sir, don't be joking. The body is the only guarantee in my hand. I can't just hand it over without seeing any part of the reward."

As Ling Chen said this, he slowly walked forward, gradually closing the distance between him and the Hell Demon Sword.

The Prison Demon Sword didn't pay much attention, because in his eyes, a mere veteran was not worthy of much attention.

He showed a playful smile and said: "The name of my Hell Demon Sword is my guarantee. Don't you think I will cheat? Who gave you the courage..."

At this time, Ling Chen was already ten meters away from the Hell Demon Sword.

The next second, a sudden change occurred!

Before the Hell Demon Sword finished speaking, he suddenly heard a shocking loud noise coming from the front.

Bang!

Ling Chen's feet suddenly exploded into a pit, and he instantly rushed towards the Hell Demon Sword.

The surrounding air was squeezed by his body, making an extremely dull sound of breaking through the air. At this moment, the usage rate of the Overlord Body was directly increased to 100%.

He dug his hands hard in mid-air, and there was a faint white ribbon-like airflow winding up above it, making a "swish, swish, swish" sound, as if something extremely sharp was spinning at high speed and cutting through the air.

Same.

After looking carefully, he realized that two white air blades had condensed around Ling Chen's hands, and he aimed at the Hell Demon Sword in front of him and slashed at it.

The Hell Demon Sword was not slow to respond. He immediately drew out the terrifying flame sword and slashed it with some haste.

The sword light was a burning bright red. After the sword was swept out, the cold and cruel sword light seemed to remain in the sight.

Ling Chen didn't flinch at all, and he rushed forward with both hands without any hesitation, causing a harsh sound in the air.

White blade.

Crazy roll!

The two collided with each other, the air blades of their arms and the flaming swords attacking each other rapidly, and the sound of continuous collisions could be heard.

This harsh sound is like a chainsaw cutting steel, which makes people deafened.

The long sword in the hand of the Prison Demon Sword was swung tightly, trying its best to resist Ling Chen's attack.
Chapter completed!