"Four elders, the great mission is about to be accomplished, and the formation can be broken at any time."
The Xiantian Realm Great Perfection cultivator of the Changming Sword Sect raised his hand, and the nail-sized magic weapon turned into a ten-meter-long battering ram: "The Xuanyin Division scoundrels in the formation are quite capable. You should take a rest first, and then you can fight the enemy together after you have enough energy."
After saying that, he pointed the big, hard black battering ram towards the invisible barrier, ready to shatter it with just one thrust.
At this moment, the mechanical stone door opened, and Lu Bei slowly floated into the air, ignoring the five monks from the Changming Sword Sect, and fixed his eyes on the battering ram.
"It's a little ugly, but its physique makes it a powerful weapon. I lowered my standards and reluctantly had a chance with it."
"How shameless!"
The Xiantian Realm Great Perfection cultivator sneered three times, shrunk the battering ram, and held the steel nail in his palm: "Remember, the person who will kill you is the deputy head of Changming Sword Sect, Fei Teng."
"What a good name! No wonder the magic weapon can be big or small, long or short. It turns out that he is a passionate person."
Lu Bei raised his hand and nodded a thumbs-up. Golden light flashed in his eyes. He quickly glanced at the five Changming Sword Sect monks. His figure flashed, leaving a shadow on the spot, and disappeared like teleportation.
boom!
There was a loud bang, like thunder exploding in the ears, exploding and shaking the sky and the earth.
Lu Bei stomped his feet hard, and a terrifying force gathered at his toes. The air sank into a huge arc visible to the naked eye. Amidst a sharp roar, he instantly crossed a distance of 100 meters and chopped down at an elder of the Changming Sword Sect with his fist.
The inhuman speed, coupled with inhuman strength, was such that before the elder could react, he was hit hard in the chest by a punch.
Bang!
boom!
There were two loud bangs in succession, each one sounding like thunder before a storm.
At the place where Lu Bei threw his fist, the air suddenly stirred into transparent ripples like the surface of water. The force was so strong that it seemed to shake the space and distort it.
With this loud noise, the elder's chest caved in, his tendons and bones were broken. A circle of blood mist spread out on the spot, and his entire body flashed and disappeared in an instant.
The past is gone.
The second explosion sounded, and a sword peak not far away was broken in half, and fell down with a loud bang, and the remaining sound echoed repeatedly.
Boom!
The thunder exploded again. Lu Bei did not give the other four people a chance to draw their swords. He kept moving sideways in the air at high speed. Every time he passed a place, he punched and left without looking back.
There is no possibility of survival, and there is no chance of finishing off the enemy.
It was a chance that came from heaven. His speed and strength, which were already far beyond those of the Innate Realm, almost doubled. The rate of increase was terrifying. He didn't even need to draw his sword to defeat five Innate Realm warriors. He could just swing his fists and it was done.
Four streams of blood mist burst open one after another, and four sword peaks were broken one after another. Only then did the deputy head Fei Teng come to his senses.
His eyes were filled with anger, and he was unable to lock onto Lu Bei's figure. He used his magic weapon, the 'Heart Piercing Nail', to lock onto Lu Bei's aura, and first used sword energy to surround his body as temporary armor. After he was invincible, he drove the Heart Piercing Nail and shot it fiercely at Lu Bei.
This treasure can easily kill an innate being, and it is no problem to challenge a god-transforming being. Even a master of the god-transforming realm who has achieved great success in body cultivation can only exchange his life for injury once his aura is locked.
whoosh!
A sharp black light flashed and flew in front of Lu Bei in the blink of an eye. The edge was dazzling and only three inches away from his forehead.
Lu Bei stepped on the ground, and the oppressive air roared and rioted. He retreated at an astonishing speed, even faster than the nail that pierced his heart.
As a last resort, he slowed down a little.
Both are moving at the same speed and are relatively stationary.
Lu Bei opened his hands, activated his 'Sword Body' skill, and white light shone through his five fingers, grabbing the 'Heart-piercing Nail' in his hand.
Amid the creaking sound, Lu Bei slowly slowed down, holding the nail tightly with his five fingers, and used unreasonable brute force to force the nail to stop.
"It's average, much worse than I expected. This treasure is not meant for me."
Lu Bei raised his eyebrows, tightly grasped the trembling nail, and gave Fei Teng a provocative look: "I'll give you a chance. If you have any other treasures, show them all!"
Fei Teng was so horrified that he burned his magic power to drive the nail through his heart. He used all his strength but still could not take back the magic weapon.
Not only that, the heart-piercing nail that was controlled by the mind to be transformed into a battering ram was also restrained and suppressed by the brute force of Lu Bei's clenched five fingers, and could not be transformed as usual.
It was the first time that Fei Teng saw such a simple and crude ability to break a magic weapon. His scalp went numb and he screamed it was a monster in fear. Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him. He subconsciously released a protective gust of wind and blocked his body with his arms holding a sword.
boom!!
Lu Bei's fist, which was clenched with a nail, hit the thick sword directly. The moment of contact, the airflow exploded with boundless wind pressure, which deformed Fei Teng's facial muscles, stretched his eye slits, and made him blind.
Fei Teng's heart was beating violently, and the blood in his body was flowing backwards, rushing uncontrollably to his hands, feet and limbs like a waterfall.
A few drops of crimson seeped out from between the two steel-knife-like brows. As soon as they appeared, they were washed away without a trace by the high-speed airflow.
After a brief freeze, the broadsword began to crack, Fei Teng spit out large mouthfuls of blood, his body flew backwards, and broke three sword peaks in a row before being buried deep in the rubble.
"You didn't die after taking my punch. Your innate great perfection is truly terrifying!"
Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, gaining combat experience. In the future, when facing a master who has reached the state of innate great perfection, he cannot just pretend to be cool, but must draw his sword to fight.
Play it safe in everything.
For example, if Hu San and Mu Jiling, who are from famous families, fail to kill them with one punch, they will be able to get a great treasure in return. Who will win then
Oh, if these two can be killed with one punch, then there’s nothing to worry about.
Boom—
A white beam of light shot up into the sky, thousands of swords were fired at the same time and merged into a giant sword that reached the sky. The clouds rolled back, the wind was like waves, and the remaining clouds rolled out like a tide.
Fei Teng stood in the air spitting blood. According to the intelligence from the alliance, the three people from Xuanyinsi had a magical flying weapon that could allow them to travel long distances at an incredibly fast speed, so they couldn't escape.
In this case, I can only fight for my life.
He let out a long roar, a black light surged in his eyes, and he activated the secret magic of the devil sect, burning his blood and life in exchange for a surge in magic power.
The sword energy was so powerful that it soared into the sky.
Endless sword light burst out, and giant swords rose from the ground, splitting into thousands in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they formed an overwhelming force.
The edge was sharp and stretched out in a row. The sword's mighty force pushed away the clouds and air waves, shattered the mountains and forests, and left terrifying cracks on the ground.
Lu Bei looked around and saw a white light all over the sky and earth, cutting through the void sharply, sharpening the sword and ready to move.
His blood was burning, and he couldn't help licking his dry lips.
As expected of a sword cultivator who is generally irritable and warlike, even if he was as cowardly as he was, he followed his senior sister's path and learned skills such as sword skills, and he was inevitably harmed by her. In this situation, he just wanted to put everything aside and have a hearty battle.
"cut!!"
In the high sky, thunder vibrated, and torrential rain of light came down, carrying the power to destroy the world and scattering colorful hazy beams of light.
Lu Bei took a long breath, his chest puffed out, and he stepped his feet into the collapsed groove. He clenched his fist that was piercing the nail under his abdomen, and used his body as a sword to punch straight up.
The whole body's strength starts from the legs, with the waist and hips as the axis and gathered to the shoulders, the arms are raised high, and the strong fists are like swords.
With each punch, his muscles and bones shook like thunder, and there was a crackling sound like popping beans.
Like thunder and cannon, the sound is loud and clear.
The raised fist struck a solidified sword energy, two meters wide, with murderous inscriptions engraved on the sword body.
The greatsword soared into the sky with unstoppable force, colliding with Fei Teng's sword energy, exploding countless broken sword energy along the way.
The flow of light reverses, like a waterfall flowing backwards.
The moment the greatsword flew up into the sky, the boundless sword force could no longer advance an inch, and was gradually dissipated as the greatsword swung upward.
The defeat was like an avalanche. Fei Teng roared and lowered his arms, but he was unable to stop the sword from growing bigger and bigger in front of him. It was not until the sword pierced his forehead that he withdrew his hand with disappointment.
Looking closely, the sword light was quite gorgeous. To die from this move was worth his hard work and effort in the first half of his life. The man vowed to become a master.
As for the rest of life...
It’s better not to mention the wasted years.
Boom boom—
The beam of light dissipated, and only one in ten of the sword peaks standing in the mountains remained. The mighty sword force and pressure lingered for a long time.
Lu Bei clenched his fist stiffly, stretched his numb arm, and swallowed the nail in his hand in one gulp.
It's a pity to throw it away, and it's not good to hit the flowers and plants. I'd better take it home first.
[You killed Fei Teng and gained 600,000 experience points]
You killed...
[you…
After gaining 2 million experience points, Lu Bei felt disappointed. When he was still in Baodan realm, he could gain up to 1.2 million experience points by killing a Xiantian realm master. Now that he has been promoted to Xiantian realm, he only gained 600,000 experience points by killing a Xiantian realm master.
There was a problem with the mechanism algorithm, which caused him to achieve financial freedom ahead of schedule.
The money is going to go, and nothing can stop it.
Lu Bei frowned. It was Yingjun who caused him to be targeted by the programmer again.
"…" x2
In the underground palace, Hu San and Mu Jiling looked at the water curtain in silence, wondering if they could put themselves in the water curtain and see if there was a possibility of winning against Lu Bei.
Very low.
Once Lu Bei makes the first move, he will have no chance.
"Mr. Mu, what's going on? Didn't they say that what the old tutor left behind was a state of mind? Why is it that after my second brother got the benefit, he acted like he had drunk whip soup?" Fox Three didn't understand.
"ah… "
Mu Jiling wiped the cold sweat from her head. She didn't understand either. The artistic conception of the stone pillar was obtained by outsiders, so she had to report it as soon as possible. Perhaps at that time, the master who wrote the artistic conception could answer her questions and clear her doubts.
"Stop it, speak!"
"Master is not an old man. If you dare to say that again, I will tell you the truth."
"… "
Fox Three shut up immediately. Indeed, the two old women were as pretty as flowers, and it was unfair to describe them as elderly.
Tell my second brother some other day to be more polite in his words and not to rely on his youth and be impolite. He keeps calling people old women and old monsters all day long, ignoring the facts and not considering her age. It is obvious that she still has charm.
That’s right, teach him that!
"Hey, when did this person appear?"
Mu Jiling pointed at the water curtain. At some point, a man in black stood silently outside the sky full of sword energy. He raised his hand and brushed across the ripples of sword energy, with no sadness or joy on his face.
"Who are you?"
Lu Bei frowned and turned around, looking at the man in black, feeling a chill in his heart.
There is clearly someone in front of me, but I feel like there is nothing there.
The state of transformation!
"The head of Changming Sword Sect, Lu Lianwu."
"… "
Lu Bei's eye twitched and he cursed Fox San for his bad mouth. It was all his fault that he kept talking nonsense and said that there were people in the Spirit Transformation Realm nearby.
Now it’s finally here.
"It's Master Lu. Nice to meet you. If nothing else, Ningzhou Ding Lei will leave first."
"Wait a minute."
With a quick glance, a strong murderous intent turned into a sword tip, slashing straight down at the Heavenly Punishment, blocking Lu Bei's way out.
Lu Bei cautiously took three steps back and frowned at Lu Lianwu: "I see, I understand. Your sect disregarded the court calendar and attacked and killed the Qingwei of Xuanyin Division, which is a heinous crime. The deputy sect leader was so audacious that he was executed. Now it's your turn as the sect leader to not distinguish right from wrong and intend to kill the loyal and good people indiscriminately to avenge your disciples, right?"
"It doesn't matter to you what is right or wrong. A sword cultivator died while observing the sword. It was a worthy death. I am happy for my junior brother."
Lu Lianwu put his fingers together to form a sword, slowly pointing it at Lu Bei: "I'm killing you, not for him, but because I'm so angry!"