In the black mist, Snow Lord looked helpless, but Gu Haoran looked around with a playful smile, looking around the thick black mist, his eyes flashing with a dangerous cold light: "It seems that the old guy who froze the world finally stayed. There is a real remnant. This guy has been hiding for so long. If he was not absolutely sure, he would not appear in front of you rashly. "
"How about it? Are you sure you can kill it?"
Gu Haoran turned to look at Xuezun.
Snow Lord restrained his helplessness and said unwillingly: "If I go one step further..."
"Okay, okay." Gu Haoran waved his hand and interrupted Xuezun, "It's my fault. There's no need to ask this question. With your temper, if you were sure you could kill this ghost, you wouldn't want to borrow the sword from Madam Lu. "
Xuezun's lips trembled slightly, but he did not deny it.
In fact, Gu Haoran would appear here so suddenly, Xuezun had already understood the attitude of the woman.
Many years ago, the Deer Clan was almost exterminated by the Sihai Royal Court because of the 'sword' that might threaten the Royal Court's status.
Afterwards, some of the remaining members of the Deer Clan believed that there was no possibility of this sword being reborn. If they continued to hold on, sooner or later, even the Zhenwu Domain would not be able to accommodate them.
Snow Lord is one of these people.
He was extremely puzzled by those tribesmen who were obsessed with creating the most powerful sword, even if the craftsman who forged the sword embryo was his father.
But Snow Lord still couldn't understand this madness, and even resented them. If it weren't for this most powerful sword, the Deer Clan would not have suffered such a disaster of annihilation.
Such differences caused the Deer Clan to be divided into two factions. Among them, those who insisted on continuing to nurture the strongest sword took the sword fetus away and lived in seclusion outside the world. The remaining members of the Deer Clan, led by Snow Lord, stayed in Daxue State, waiting for the Sihai Royal Court to appear again to avenge those members of the tribe who died tragically.
Mrs. Deer, who lives deep in the old street, is the leader of the Deer Clan who walked away with a sword.
She is also Snow Lord's biological sister.
There was such an irreconcilable conflict between the two of them. Unless they were at the end of their rope, Snow Lord would not bow to his sister to borrow the sword in any case.
"Although that sword has been forged, you know very well that the most important thing is not the sword, but the person who uses the sword." Gu Haoran saw the extremely unwilling expression on Xuezun's face and said softly: "Mrs. Lu What I mean is, even if that sword is brought to you, you won’t be able to use it.”
Xuezun pursed his lips and said unwillingly: "The sword body of that sword was made by my father. Originally, it was my sword."
"But you already have the White Deer Sword, which is the most powerful inherited martial spirit of the Deer Clan."
Gu Haoran said calmly: "Actually, when you accepted the inheritance of the White Deer Sword, you already lost the qualification to hold that sword."
"By the time that child picks up the sword, it will be too late." Xuezun sighed, not intending to blame Gu Haoran.
After all, he is Mrs. Lu's biological brother, and he knows his sister's stubbornness better than anyone else.
No matter how special Gu Haoran's status was, he was not qualified to influence her decision.
"Don't blame Mrs. Lu, she wants revenge on the Royal Court of the Four Seas more than anyone else. But in today's situation, even if I bring the sword, you will never be able to kill it."
After Gu Haoran said a word of relief, he unfolded his long sleeves and pulled out a picture scroll.
Holding the scroll in both hands, Gu Haoran sighed: "I didn't expect that in the end, I would have to rely on the treasure left by the old man to save my life."
Snow Master's eyes changed slightly when he saw the scroll, "This is what Senior Wu left..."
"Well, this is the last 'origin of heaven and man' left by the old man."
Gu Haoran nodded, "In addition to the one in your hand, my second junior brother has another one in his hand. I originally wanted to use this last one for my junior brother's self-defense."
"What a pity!"
Gu Haoran didn't continue talking, his eyes became colder, as if he could see through the black smoke at a glance the hidden 'monster'. "It's such a great honor to die under the last blow of the old man, you loser."
As if sensing something, the thick black smoke began to rotate slightly, condensed into a spiral nest, and kept pressing towards Gu Haoran and Xuezun.
Seeing this, Snow Lord held the White Deer Sword in his hand, acting as a 'protector'. The sword light flew across the sky, cutting into wisps of approaching black smoke, and said in a deep voice: "How long do you need it?"
"Ten breaths."
Gu Haoran answered immediately.
Having said this, there is no need to say anything more.
Snow Master knew that these ten breaths would be the key to determining the outcome.
And he had no doubt that when Gu Haoran unfolded the picture, he would be able to end the battle.
Because that is the origin left by a powerful man who sees gods. Even if there is only one aura of a so-called heavenly being, it is a shocking energy that can suppress thousands of miles!
call!
From the depths of the black smoke, a figure burst out.
That was a 'person' whose whole body was covered in black scales.
Of course, it's just that the body is similar to the human race.
The gaps between the scales on its body were burning with green flames. Its slender body obviously contained extremely terrifying power. What was even weirder was that its face looked like a mask made of metal. Although its facial features were lifelike, they were glowing with... There was a cold light and no expression at all.
"He's actually the Poseidon General of 'Beihai'? He's really hiding something amazing."
While Gu Haoran activated his energy to open the scroll, when he saw the black-armored man, he immediately recognized its identity and said, "Lu Yu, don't die."
Snow Lord, who was told his true name, did not answer.
Because the Poseidon General has already started to move.
There is no fancy attack, just a punch that reaches the extreme!
The entire space was filled with slow transparent ripples under its punch, and Snow Lord could not even see clearly how it punched and how it came in front of him.
He could only raise the White Deer Sword to block the fist with a trace of consciousness.
The fists and swords collided, and there was a "pop" sound in the space. First, there was an extremely sudden stillness, and then Snow Lord's entire body turned into a stream of light that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye, and was directly blasted into the ground!
Snow Lord's fallen body fell into the sea of monsters, and the entire 'sea' seemed to have stirred up a stormy sea. Heavy black shadows flew upward, all of which were black evil spirits shaken by the aftermath!
Those black demons were shattered into dust the moment they took off, spreading like a black snow.
After knocking down Snow Lord with one blow, he only took three breaths at this moment.
All this happened so fast that even Gu Haoran, who could ignore the boundaries between heaven and earth, showed a surprised expression, turned a little pale, and said with a smile: "So strong, this is only 80% of your strength in your heyday, right? If I give you He has returned to his peak, and this punch can turn him into a pulp..."
While saying this, Gu Haoran held the scroll with one hand and pinched the seal with the other hand. The green robe on his body moved automatically without wind, making a hunting sound.
Poseidon looked at this scene indifferently, with no expression on his metallic face, and raised his fist again. But its movements suddenly paused, as if its hands and feet were pulled by invisible forces. It tilted its head slightly and looked at its own arms as if it was puzzled.
On that arm, infinite ghost fire burst out, full of terrifying power, but it was trapped by dark purple mysterious runes. Between each rune, there were small transparent chains connected, as if coming from the depths of the void. He stretched out his hand and grabbed its arm tightly.
"The movements are very fast, but the brain is not very good."
At this moment, it was already the fifth breath. Blood flowed from the corner of Gu Haoran's mouth, and he smiled sarcastically, "You still remember the aura on this picture scroll, don't you remember that the old man is still proficient in the art of expansion?"
"You are fighting against Yanfa's lineage and you don't kill me first. You idiot. You are truly a waste of the Royal Court of the Four Seas!"
On the seventh breath, Gu Haoran's fingers holding the seal began to tremble, but the scroll held in the other hand was unfolded more than half, and a vast breath escaped, and even the rolling black smoke around him froze and solidified. signs.
Seeing this scene, Poseidon will continue to activate the ghost fire, and countless chains extending from the void are broken. Gu Haoran would spit out a mouthful of blood every time it shattered. This method of sealing off the 'past' and 'future' was also a huge burden for him.
Of course, if he didn't need to focus most of his attention on opening the scroll, Gu Haoran wouldn't be in such a mess.
Finally, when most of the chains were broken, Gu Haoran suddenly shouted to the sea of monsters: "Lu Yu! If it's not dead, give me a blow to kill it!"