clang!!!
With the infusion of immortal sword intent, the inky black sword power split open the black iron powder, revealing a holy sword body as pure as snow.
Lu Bei raised his hands, tightly grasped the Great Power Heaven, took a step forward, and the extremely powerful sword intent exploded in an instant.
At the same time, the small world within the range of the sword light was also detonated.
The growth of the spiritual roots brought the small world into reality, but it was difficult to change the trend of illusion in a short period of time, and his small world still could not withstand his full-strength attack.
"How dare you, madman!"
As the sword fell, all the demon cultivators were destroyed along with the small world space. Not to mention their physical bodies, even their souls could not escape.
The old demon Moxue's eyes were bloodshot. He was a giant in the magic world of Qi and Yan states. He could hold a place in Xiantian Mansion where many powerful people gathered because of his many younger brothers. Most of them were killed by Lu Bei as soon as he arrived in Wu Zhou. How could he endure it
He was furious. He didn't care why Lu Bei went against the wishes of his own elders or why Lu Bei had nine swords. He blocked the black and bloody light with his arms and smashed forward with a pair of iron fists facing the white light.
Boom—
A mushroom cloud exploded in the sky, and the air flow was violent and violent, sweeping in all directions.
Twenty-eight stars were swaying, but the full moon was still and majestic.
The black figure staggered and fell from the sky.
The Moxue Demon raised his unconscious hands and was horrified to find that his two indestructible iron arms were covered with bones and all the flesh and blood had been gouged out by the sword light.
“Roar, roar, roar!!!”
The black-blooded old demon roared towards the sky, his body expanded by three meters, and the blood-red giant stepped up to the sky. The violent friction in the air caused a whistling sound, and he arrived in front of Lu Bei in an instant.
Behind him, a blood wheel spread out, and five figures sat cross-legged on it, representing five stages of life: infant, teenager, young adult, middle-aged, and old age.
The long river of blood.
The old demon Moxue danced with his hands, and his magic formulas twisted the void, folding the space within the small world.
The violent momentum knocked Lu Bei back step by step. His pupils shrank and a solemn look appeared on his face.
Seeing that the old devil had no face among the monsters, I thought he was just an ordinary guy, but I didn't expect that his methods and magical powers were so extraordinary. He was three times more powerful than Lu Zhou, Zhu Xiuzhu and other veterans in the fusion stage.
"Young man, I will kill you today!"
The Moxue old demon let out a long and sharp howl, and clasped his hands together as the words flew out of his mouth.
The next second, he raised his arms high, and with his five fingers he crushed the heavy air currents, and with a surge of powerful blood light, he smashed towards Lu Bei.
The red light of the long river blood wheel shone brightly, and the figure representing middle age stepped forward and punched, and jumped off the wheel platform. The bloody body swelled in the wind, and the thousand-meter giant stepped on the ground, looking up at the moon and stars. The huge fists pushed forward layer by layer, pressing the folds of space, and directly pushed back a piece of illusory small world.
Lu Bei was in the middle of it, clenching his five fingers into a fist and striking directly at the giant's fist.
The four spirits of heaven suppressed the small world and wiped out the trembling space. The five elements and five images came together. Five beams of light were like rushing rivers, bombarding the giant with magnificent waves.
Boom! Boom! Boom—
The bloody giant kept punching, each time heavier and bigger than the last.
In a flash, nine fist marks overlapped, causing the five-colored light to fade away.
Breaking through the light curtain, what greeted the blood-red giant was a scorching white light column that connected the sky to the ground...
The wind dragon roared, and boundless white submerged the giant. Sword lights strangled and cut, like thousands of arrows shot at the same time, like falling meteors, instantly overwhelming the struggling giant.
In the small world, the sky and the earth were all pale white, and even the foundation that was clearly black and white was now completely rendered white.
"puff!"
The old demon Moxue vomited blood, staggered back a few steps, his eyes wide open, unable to believe that his incarnation was killed so easily.
He raised his hand and blood drops shot out like bullets, devouring several demons that had run away, refining their flesh and blood essence, replenishing his body, and barely recovering a bit of his vitality.
"Young man, your sword intent... who are you?"
"A dog butcher."
Lu Bei had a blank expression on his face, and regarded the Moxue Old Demon as the Nine Swords Elder. Dashitian felt the anger of his master, and risked his life to take on the immortal sword intent that was enough to crush the sword.
The sword became increasingly whiter, and the sword intent became increasingly heavier.
Lu Bei took a deep breath, and at the moment when his spirit, energy and soul were at their peak, he swung his sword, and a vast white sea like the ocean swept across the small world.
It connects to the earth below and supports the sky above. It swallows up the stars and the moon and disrupts the illusory celestial phenomena.
With a loud bang, half of the small world shattered.
The white light continued to spread, breaking through the black and white foundations and spreading across the Humen Mountains, wiping out dozens of peaks in a row and leaving a large canyon sunken.
The remaining demons wailed and died, the old demon Moxue fell seriously injured, and on the magic weapon Changhe Blood Wheel, following the middle-aged figure, the life forms of the boy and the young man disappeared.
Remove three of the five, leaving only infants and the elderly.
"Elder, save me!!"
The old demon Moxue fell out of the small world and looked at Lu Bei who was standing in the dark void with a sword in his hand. He felt that the arrival of the devil was no more than this. He raised his head and shouted, hoping that the elders of the Tianjian Sect would come to clean up the mess.
"No one can save you today."
Lu Bei's eyes flashed with a cold light, and as the golden light disappeared, he rushed to the front of the Moxue Old Demon. The snow-white sword swept across and chopped off the head of the Moxue Old Demon.
"The devil's heart is disturbing me!"
The old devil Moxue crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the blood shadow of a baby laughed strangely and rushed out of the long river of blood. The red light was like lightning and went straight into Lu Bei's brow.
"Hahaha-"
Seeing this, the old devil Moxue couldn't help but laugh out loud, swinging his fist with one arm and smashing Lu Bei's forehead. "Young man, even if you have the ultimate sword intent and can destroy my three incarnations, but with the devil in your head, can you take on the evil that I have cultivated for three hundred years?"
Buzz!!!
A flash of white light.
The old demon Moxue looked at his arm that was broken at the shoulder in astonishment, then looked at Lu Bei who was holding the sword high with both hands, his eyes clear and not moved by any evil thoughts. He stood there in a daze and even forgot how to dodge.
Impossible, how could he not be troubled by evil thoughts
This is not how you cultivate immortality. Could it be that... his evil thoughts are deeper than mine
The ripples cut through the flesh and blood, and cut the space in half. On the Long River Blood Wheel, the old man sitting cross-legged had not yet shown his magical powers before he was taken as a substitute by the Moxue Demon and was cut into two neatly.
The white halo spread widely, dust rolled, cracks appeared everywhere, and its violent power changed the topography of Humen Mountain, causing all the peaks to fall down, and the sky was three feet high.
The old demon Moxue vomited blood and retreated. His five incarnations were killed one after another. Even if he could be reborn with a broken arm, he did not dare to fight with Lu Bei again.
He showed fear on his face and shouted frantically: "I was invited by the Tianjian Sect to come here to rescue you from the enemy Huangji Sect. You are a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, why did you want to kill me? Wake up quickly, you can't kill me."
"I can."
Lu Bei held the sword at his side, ready to draw it to kill, when he sensed two sword lights rushing towards him from afar. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he took a step forward and punched, blasting the blood-stained Moxue Demon apart, and stepped on the severely injured demon.
Bang!
Bang!
Two sword-like figures landed on the ground at the same time, one with gray hair and a dignified appearance, and the other...
look familiar.
Behead Le Xian.
Sensing the familiar sword intent lingering around him, Zhan Lexian guessed that the person who slaughtered everyone was Lu Bei. He felt a little nervous and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Then he looked at the other party's eyes that suppressed his anger and subconsciously looked away, not daring to look him in the eye.
Something is wrong. This guy used to be so cheerful, but why is he giving me so much pressure today
"Who is coming?"
Lu Bei held the Great Power Sky in his hand and hung it above the head of the Ink Blood Old Demon, who coughed up blood and wailed as he stretched out his hand towards the two sword cultivators, "Elder Wu, this guy is crazy, hurry up and save me."
The Nine Sword Elders, Da Jingtian, and Wuxian.
"Your Mightiness… "
Wu Xian ignored the Moxue Old Demon, staring at Lu Bei with his tiger eyes, and said thoughtfully: "But is it Ningzhou Lu Bei, the person who is rumored to have learned the Immortal Sword Intent?"
"Who are you?"
"Tianjian Sect, Wuxian."
Wu Xian's heart skipped a beat. The moment Lu Bei's gaze fell on him, his sword heart became confused and he suddenly felt an extremely strong pressure.
The pressure from the top of the food chain made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He tightened his grip on Da Jingtian, and only then did he feel a little better.
"And you?"
Lu Bei looked at Zhan Lexian: "Who are you?"
"… "
"Speak, are you dumb?"
"Behead, behead Le Xian."
Zhan Lexian pursed his lips and spoke in a dry voice.
"What are you two elders here for?"
Lu Bei chuckled. "I saw that this place was filled with smoke and mud, and I guessed that some evil people were gathering to cause trouble. I got closer and saw that it was true. I killed them all with my sword. Now, only this stray dog has not been chopped into pieces. If you two are interested, I am willing to let you execute it."
"I'm afraid this is... not good."
Zhan Lexian spoke in a dry voice, but when Lu Bei glared at him, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to breathe.
This scene made Wu Xian dumbfounded. In his impression, Zhan Lexian had always had a hot temper. He was the type of die-hard who would say, "Even though I can't beat you, I just won't submit." But this was the first time he saw someone so honest.
"Since the two of you are not interested, then Lu can only do it himself."
"No, this person is a noble from the Heavenly Sword Sect..."
Wu Xian was horrified. Before he could finish his words, a head rolled to the ground. The violent sword intent annihilated all life. Under the sharp edge of Dashitian, even the soul that had reached the great perfection of the fusion stage could not withstand it.
Instantly, a great master of magic died.
I don’t know if he had any flashing lights before he died. If so, think positively and don’t worry about the lightning during the tribulation period.
"You, you..."
Wu Xian was furious, his face turned red as liver color. In his rage, Da Jingtian pointed his sword downward and hit Lu Bei directly in the chest and neck.
bite!
The white sword holds the black sword.
Feeling the murderous intent in the sword, Lu Bei raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Xian, and asked coldly: "Elder Wu, are you from Qingqian?"
"Yes, I inherited a royal bloodline."
"Okay."
Lu Bei nodded indifferently, and under Wu Xian's horrified gaze, he raised his hand and grabbed Da Jingtian. The nine swords were so sharp, but at this moment they couldn't even hurt him a bit.
Not only that, Da Jingtian became increasingly weaker during his struggle. After just a few breaths, he completely fell to the opposite side, bursting with sword light and devouring his master, blasting his palm into a bloody mess, and the powerful sword body was unable to block it for a while.
Lu clenched his five fingers, held Da Jingtian down and trembled: "You are willing to stay with this kind of person, which shows that you are not a good person either. You are a disgraceful thing and you are not worthy of being used by Lu."
After saying that, he raised his hand and threw Da Jingtian into the void.
"Da Jing..."
Swish!!
Wu Xian kept his hand outstretched, looking in astonishment at Lu Bei holding a sword in front of him. A line of blood fell from his brow, and the world in his eyes was divided into two. The figure of Lu Bei holding the sword also turned into two.
"What about you? Elder Zhan is also from Qingqian?"