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On the martial arts arena, the chaotic sword energy erupted in an all-round way, and the sword energy catalyzed by the fairy sword rouge tears had the terrifying power to destroy the real Nascent Soul. The entire Martial Arts Field was shaken for a while, and the continuous mountains that were arranged as the scene broke apart, and the mountains collapsed and slid to both sides, stirring up huge dust that shot straight into the sky.
For the many well-informed elite monks present, they would not be frightened by such a scene. But no one would have imagined that Wang Lu would be so strong at the beginning
This is really a sword that breaks mountains and rocks at a fair price. As an appetizer for a one-on-one competition, it is really too rich. Everyone present asked themselves, almost no one below Nascent Soul dared to say that they were sure of receiving the sword just now.
Sure enough, it is worthy of the name of the legendary golden elixir. Although Wang Lu's fame is more dependent on wisdom than force, but his force is indeed worthy of his reputation.
Only Wang Lu himself frowned slightly after the sword was shot, and was not satisfied with the result of the sword. Landslides and landslides may seem gorgeous, but for a sword cultivator of his level, it can only show that most of the energy is wasted on environmental damage, and the real target that needs to be targeted has been missed.
That little bald head really has two hands, and if he can escape the lightning-fast chaotic sword energy, one out of 100 golden cores is not bad.
On the other side, Luo Xiao also had lingering fears. The smiling and bald man in black barely stood firm on the crumbling mountain, and then asked loudly, "Wang, fellow Taoist Wang Lu? You agreed to show mercy? Didn't you say that you will be gentle for the first time?" Is it a little?"
Wang Lu said with a smile: "Yes, if you can't hide, you won't feel any pain, and you will be wiped out in an instant. Isn't that gentle enough?"
Luo Xiao trembled all over: "Well, I'm still grateful for this gentleness."
Before he finished speaking, his figure flew out like lightning, and the next moment, there was a rouge-colored sword light piercing the sky from bottom to top where he stood.
"It's pretty good at hiding."
On the other side, Wang Lu put away the sword formula pinched in his left hand with some dissatisfaction. This was the first battle of his self-created Chaos Stealing Heaven Sword, and it returned without success.
Different from the Chaos Heaven Breaking Sword that blasts through everything from the front, the Chaos Heaven Stealing Sword uses more of the slender and delicate characteristics of the fairy sword Rougetear to compress the sharp sword energy infinitely, and pierces the opponent silently.
Absolutely powerful penetrating power and concealment that no one can detect make this sword the most powerful sneak attack weapon in Wang Lu's hand. Wang Lu originally planned to use this move on the elder sister Zhu Shiyao, to see if her starry eyes could see through the disguise of the fairy sword.
As a result... It seems that there is no need to find the elder sister to humiliate oneself, even the bald head can't be hidden, how can it be hidden from the eyes of the stars
After all, the completion rate of the Chaos Stealing Heaven Sword is only 30%, so we can't expect too much at this stage. But no matter what, Luo Xiao's performance had made Wang Lu even more vigilant.
Maybe it's superfluous, maybe it's a natural discrimination against skinheads, Wang Lu really doesn't like this sunny Luo Xiao very much.
"Fellow Daoist Wang Lu's sword is so powerful, it is silent and powerful, it was almost pierced through."
In the middle of the sky, Luo Xiao's long black coat was fully unfolded. Two pitch-black wings were separated from the left and right sides of his body, slowly stirring to cast a large shadow on the ground, and supporting him to maintain his figure in the avalanche. It's sweat, glistening in the sun.
The next moment, an unprecedentedly intense light burst out from the top of his head, which was several times more dazzling than the scorching sun above his head, and the light dozens of times was enough to blind people in an instant. Wang Lu happened to be looking up at his opponent at this time, when the strong light came, he couldn't open his eyes. And this strong light is more penetrating and magical, which makes the five senses resonate, and the senses of hearing, taste, smell... also lose their sharpness one after another.
But Wang Lu's mind was undisturbed, and with Rouge Tear in his right hand, the Wuxiang sword circle expanded at an astonishing speed, overwhelming mountains and seas. Pressing his left hand on his chest, he pulled out his natal supernatural power. Tens of thousands of broken swords set off a storm around him, and each sword was like a full-strength blow of an ordinary Jindan real person.
The torrential rain only lasted for a moment before it subsided, but at this time the martial arts arena was in a mess, and the thousand-meter-deep pit almost penetrated the martial arts arena to the bottom, making it on the verge of collapse. Before going on stage, the manager of the Martial Arts Arena set the venue level as the highest level of Jindan, theoretically it can accommodate dozens of Jindan peaks to fight with all their strength, but unexpectedly, the venue was already crumbling shortly after the battle started.
"That guy is really at the peak of Jindan?"
The cultivators watching from the sidelines were about to stare their eyes out of their sockets. Wang Lu's berserk output just now had reached the point of challenging common sense. Not to mention Jindan level, even those peak Nascent Souls in the heads-up group may not be human. Anyone can do it. Its burst of mana in a short period of time is enough to draw ten peak-level golden pills. Although the way of using it is too extensive, if it is in another place, no one is willing to try it.
Moreover, it is said that Wang Lu at this time has not yet reached his peak in the Golden Core stage, and the level of many exercises has not kept up, strictly speaking, he is in a state of weak foundation.
"Are all the people of the Spirit Sword Sect monsters? Why are they so powerful at the peak of their golden core?"
"What kind of kung fu is he practicing? Is there any kung fu in the world that can make someone so perverted in the golden core stage?"
"It has nothing to do with his skills. Although Formless Kungfu is indeed the top technique in the world, it is the privilege of the ethereal root to sweep the berserk heaven and earth aura... After this guy has achieved Jindan, he can finally make this legendary level The power of the spirit root has been revealed."
In the crowd, a young man with golden hair tipped his eyes intently at Wang Lu on the martial arts arena. Although his expression was calm, his hands were clenched and relaxed at times, showing the turmoil in his heart.
People around soon recognized that this was the Chief Zhan Ye from the Gate of Ten Thousand Laws. His cultivation base had also improved by leaps and bounds recently, and his long hair, which had been catalyzed by the power of thunder, had turned pale gold, which had become his One of the hallmark features of Zhan Ye... However, although Zhan Ye leveled up quickly, he was still no better than Wang Lu, who rose several levels overnight. But Zhan Ye is one of the best fighters in the racing group. The Lei Yixian technique under the Thunder Fighting Body is assisted by Wanfadongxianxin, and has a speed comparable to that of Nascent Soul Flying Escape, which has made countless monks of the same generation sigh.
But at this moment, after witnessing Wang Lu's performance with his own eyes, he must not be able to calm down... Once upon a time, when their team from the Ten Thousand Arts Immortal Sect visited Lingjian Mountain, they were so excited. Apart from Zhu Shiyao, only Liuli Xian can fight against him, and Wang Lu, who is a true biography, is still far behind him, and his strength is almost not on the same line. But in just ten years, things have changed.
"As expected of Wang Lu, he is really powerful, it makes people feel ashamed."
Regarding Wang Lu's coming from behind, Zhan Ye took it lightly, but a petite but indifferent girl beside him suddenly frowned: "Brother Ye, you are the chief of Xianmen, how can you say that you are ashamed of yourself so lightly?" ?”
Hearing the girl's words, Zhan Ye asked in amazement: "Here, do you want me to kneel and lick him? It's not very good. Although I'm not as good as I am, I'm still the chief of Xianmen..."
The girl stepped on his instep directly, making a crunching sound.
"Junior Sister, why did you crush my feet..."
"You are the chief of the Immortal Sect, and every word and deed represents the face of the Immortal Sect. How can you easily admit defeat? What's more, you are not allowed to shrink back under the watchful eyes of everyone. Wait a while and wait for Wang Lu to finish this fight, and you will go up." Bar."
"... Is it not good? I see that Fellow Daoist Luo Xiao has been beaten all over his body. After this battle, he might be bedridden for several days without being able to move. Wouldn't it be an act of a villain if I go up and add insult to injury?"
"I asked you to challenge Wang Lu."
Zhan Ye was even more surprised: "Isn't that self-inflicted humiliation? Speaking of which, you, a professional manager, always make stupid moves. The sect hired you at a high price to help us monks with low EQ not to do stupid tricks. In the end, I think you are worse than me."
The girl sighed, and then took out a gleaming embroidery needle from her pocket.
Zhan Ye's face changed: "I know, I will challenge Wang Lu after this battle is over, and I will risk my life and go all out."
Since the elder of Xianmen hired this professional manager, Zhan Ye really suffered from the lightning rod in her hand. The embroidery needle was made by Tianlun Zhenjun himself, and it is designed to break the world's lightning method. Even if he has already cultivated the Lei Yixian technique in his Thunder Fighting Body, he is almost immune to ordinary physical attacks, and he is still dying of pain.
With this embroidery needle, the professional managers are really killing him, even if Zhan Ye ten thousand is unwilling to fight Wang Lu, he can only prepare for the battle.
At the same time, the battle on the martial arts arena has also come to an end.
Using the Sun Fist to catch people's attention, he took the opportunity to go around and attack... Luo Xiao's tactics were originally good, and the Sun Fist really dazzled Wang Lu's eyes. got the right response.
The expanding sword circle and the roar of thousands of broken swords turned the land hundreds of meters around him into a dead area, and Luo Xiao, who was quietly approaching, was just rightly bombarded by this berserk force.
"No, no, admit defeat, admit defeat"
Of the deep pit. Luo Xiao wrapped himself in a tattered black cloak, his body was covered with scars, and blood flowed all over the ground. But that bright smile didn't change at all.
"Tsk, even this can't kill you?"
"Haha, I have the black cassock of Huayan Sect's Baotian cassock, but unfortunately it seems to be worn out by me."
While talking, Luo Xiao stood up, surrendered to Wang Lu, and then left the stage.
Wang Lu shook his head, everyone had conceded defeat, and he had no choice but to attack again, so he could only wait for a chance later.
However, before Wang Lu was ready to stand up, a figure outside the martial arts arena leaped into the arena like lightning, piercing towards him with awe-inspiring fighting spirit like a sword.
Wang Lu's spirit couldn't help being lifted up, but when he saw the identity of the visitor, he opened his mouth in surprise.
"Master?"
At the same time, countless people outside the martial arts arena were stunned.
Zhu Shiyao? Why is she here? I640
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