The black mucus that covered his whole body had extremely terrifying and astonishing defensive capabilities, but now it seemed that it could not cover up the terrifying sword light at all. The terrifying sword light seemed to be the sun breaking before dawn. It seemed to burn the entire cloud layer.
Lu Nantian's face showed overwhelming panic at this moment, and he tried desperately to block the sword light coming from his body, but no matter how hard he tried, there was still no way to block the sword light. The sword light flowed out from his body.
"How is this possible! I had clearly blocked his three sword lights before, but now it seems that they have no effect at all. How could it be so weird!"
He has used various methods, but none of them can stop the sword light in his body from spreading. Now, in the eyes of outsiders, Lu Nantian is like a sieve riddled with holes. Generally, there are holes one after another all over the body.
Boom boom boom!
In just a few breathless moments, Lu Nantian's whole body suddenly exploded, sword light overflowed, and countless black mucus dissipated without a trace at this moment, replaced by a ball of black mist. It changed into various shapes and appeared on the high platform.
"Unforgivable, unforgivable! You little brat, you destroyed my body just now. I will cut you into pieces, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
The black mist changed into various shapes and made angry sounds, desperately trying to move towards Lu Nantian's body that was no longer enveloped by any black mist.
It's just that now Lu Nantian's body has no life left, and there is no black air covering his whole body. The black mist rushes into Lu Nantian's body, but it seems to be separated by something. Being in different voids, although it dashed left and right, it was never able to re-enter its body.
Those sword lights from Yunchuan seemed to have cut off all the connections between them, making the two seem to be completely separated in different voids, and there was no longer any connection between them.
"Haha, let me just say that this Lu family is not very powerful. How could it be possible for the Mo family to fall into such a situation? Now it seems that the black hand behind the scenes should be this group of black energy. Tell me, what are you doing? What exists?"
Yun Chuan chuckled, looked at the black air surrounding Lu Nantian's body with interest, and asked.
"Unexpectedly, I, the dead slave, never imagined that a mere existence in the Yuan Fei realm would put me in this situation. Your martial arts are indeed very weird, but they are just weird. They just made me have A little bit of trouble, nothing else. You destroyed a body of the old guy Lu Nantian who I took away. It's just right. I just don't want such a body whose potential has been wasted. I’ve exhausted my body, and I’m just about ready to seize it from you!”
An angry voice came from the black air, and the next moment, it roared towards Yunchuan's location.
"Stubborn!"
Yun Chuan snorted, and just a few seconds after the black energy rushed in front of Yun Chuan, suddenly, a dazzling sword suddenly appeared above the black energy. Light.
This sword light was like the Milky Way falling from the sky, falling suddenly at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
Like hot soup and snow, there was no chance for the black energy to react, and the sword light fell suddenly.
squeak squeak squeak.
A shrill scream came out from the mass of black energy, which seemed to contain unbearable pain. Faces with different appearances appeared on the black energy, and each face was filled with... Contains great pain and fear.
If you look carefully, you can recognize several familiar faces among the different faces. Among them, if you look carefully at the larger face, you can see Lu Nantian's appearance. appearance.
As well as the senior officials of the Lu family who had been devoured by it before, they could all see twisted and ferocious faces, rolling, struggling, roaring, and roaring.
These roaring sounds were sharp and harsh, especially when the sword light fell and spread outside the field, many people's faces showed pain, and blood flowed from the seven orifices.
But even so, the sword light still did not stagnate at all, and passed directly through the black mist without any obstruction.
The shrill voice stopped abruptly at this moment, and the black mist, no matter how hard it struggled, was still so pale and weak, without any effect, dissipated in the air.
And until the black mist dissipated, Yun Chuan's face turned pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
His aura suddenly declined at this moment. If anyone could look inside, they could clearly see that in his body, Duanmuji's Mu Qi, which had previously been suppressed, was flowing at an extremely fast rate. Speed regrowth.
Yun Chuan closed his eyes and suppressed the already extremely unstable aura in his body. However, now his aura is clearly weaker than before.
"It's still a bit of a loss. This black mist calls itself the Dead Slave. Judging from all the information I have learned before, it is very likely that it will have a lot to do with the Dead Demon Lord. However, this A cloud of black mist, when my martial arts skills fell, had completely destroyed all my soul, leaving me no trace of information. "
Yun Chuan's eyes showed a thoughtful look. Although the scene just now seemed simple to others, Yun Chuan knew how dangerous it was.
It is precisely because of this that before this, Yunchuan could be said to have used almost all his strength, or even 120% of his strength.
He could feel the astonishing terrifying strength contained in that mass of black energy. If he had allowed that mass of black energy to fully unleash this terrifying strength, even if he exerted all his strength, there would be no trace of it. I am sure he will be the opponent of this black energy.
However, what the black mist didn't expect at the beginning was that Yunchuan's three sword lights were not aimed at his physical body, but at his soul. In this way, it happened to touch that black mist. The Achilles’ heel of fog.