With one strike of the sword, not a single drop of damage was done.
Wu Zifei was slightly startled, but didn't care. Bulao Mountain was very close to Qi Yan. He had seen the sword body of the Nine Sword Elder level, which was indestructible and really difficult to break.
As the second leader of the Tianjian Sect, Lu Bei’s attainments in sword skills must be stronger than those of the Nine Swords Elders. If conventional means are ineffective, he will use unconventional means.
He wanted to try and see how thick the skin of the Tianjian Sect's leader was.
Wearing a black Taoist robe and holding a sword, Wu Zifei stood in the sea and sky, with his sleeves fluttering and his body as light as a feather.
Suddenly, an indescribable aura of destruction spread out with him as the center.
It is as majestic as a mountain, towering thousands of feet high. It has the power to swallow the world and the infinity of the sun and the moon across the sky.
Around, the small world space was broken into black cracks, and the formation diagram personally blessed by Qi Changqing also trembled violently at this moment, exploding into a vacuum area that could not be healed.
What kind of magic is this? Using the ultimate move right at the start
Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressing the two balls of golden light. In his sight, the surrounding space was burned by the lightning and wrinkled slightly. Wu Zifei, who was in the center, only had a human appearance, and his flesh, bones and even skin were replaced by a ball of purple lightning.
Deep within the extremely compressed thunder, Sumeru is hidden in a mustard seed, and a ferocious and boiling purple sea of thunder and lightning is rolling.
"Something."
Lu Bei nodded secretly. Although the flesh and blood body has infinite potential, its life span has a limit. If he integrates into the heaven and earth and turns into elements, he can...
Wait a minute, is this person missing something
He took a closer look and took back his previous words. There was clearly nothing here.
"upbraid-"
The roar of thunder shook the sky. Wu Zifei held a long sword surrounded by lightning in his hand. His slender body was covered with lightning. Countless purple lightning snakes were running around, rolling and flooding in front of Lu Bei in an instant.
The golden light disappeared, and the purple lightning rushed towards him.
Wu Zifei took a step in front of Lu Bei, and the lightning sword was as powerful as thunder and fire, exploding with a roar like a mountain collapse and the earth splitting, and suddenly chopped down a purple mad dragon.
A true dragon rises from the abyss, its mane and beard flying, its scales tightly arranged, and thunder roaring from its body, unleashing its earth-shaking power.
Lu Bei clenched his fingers into a fist, took a step forward, and punched out fiercely.
Surrounded by the four spirits of heaven, Yinglong flapped its wings and soared in the sky. Its huge body crushed the thunderclouds, and it grabbed the Thunder Dragon in its mouth and bit it in half with a snap.
This realm thing belongs to it knowing Lu Bei, but Lu Bei does not know it.
Every time he upgraded and broke through the bottleneck, it was the realm that actively invited him, but Lu Beiai ignored it. It was similar to the relationship between a licker and a goddess. The goddess could ignore the licker, but she couldn't live without the licker, otherwise she would be worthless.
The example may not be appropriate, but this is exactly the case with Lu Bei. He may not understand the realm, but he cannot be without the realm. His cultivation has reached the fusion stage. Facing an opponent of the same realm level, his skills that used to have questionable lethality have now fully revealed their brilliance with the passive bonus of the realm, and have all become magical skills.
The four spirits of heaven suppressed one side, and the formation diagram set by Qi Changqing was in danger. Looking at the Yinglong phantom who was roaring with his head raised, he raised his hand to tear open the void and took out a scroll.
The ink scroll is opened, and the ink-colored figures are revealed between heaven and earth. Under the outlines of the brush and ink, the Yin and Yang Bagua are formed, linking together, forming an extremely mysterious formation.
In the battle formation, Lu Bei ducked down and almost fell to his knees.
The tremendous force pressed upon his body, making it difficult to move. Invisible forces came from all directions, representing the rejection and suppression of him by this world.
"Sect Master Lu, I respect the reputation of the Heavenly Sword Sect and sincerely want to form an alliance with you, but you speak wildly and hurtfully. Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for killing you."
The outcome was decided. Ji Yue calmly seized the moral high ground for himself, then clasped his hands together in front of him.
The golden light glowed with a metallic color, and the body expanded to three meters. The golden little giant took a step forward and jumped into the formation.
Ji Yue and Wu Zifei moved back and forth in the formation diagram. Not only were their movements unhindered, but because of the blessing of the formation diagram, their strength was three times stronger than usual.
Especially Wu Zifei who controls thunder magic, his speed is so fast that there is no trace left.
boom!!!
Lightning flashed suddenly, and a long purple lightning left a white mark on Lu Bei's face. Ji Yue came sideways, clasped his hands in front of his chest and suddenly pushed away.
For a moment, endless Buddha's light burst out, boundless, but without compassion or peace, there was only pure destruction to the extreme.
Destruction for destruction's sake.
The golden light rolled down and instantly submerged the position where Lu Bei was, and the palm power exploded, and thousands of fireworks rang out at the same time. In the Buddha's light, there was also lightning and thunder flowing continuously, weaving a purple net, stirring up thousands of folds.
The four spirits of heaven disappeared without a trace, Yinglong let out a mournful wail, and was annihilated in the golden and purple torrent.
At this moment, a column of white light shot up into the sky, and was firmly rooted like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea. Whether it was the infinite Buddha light or the endlessly flowing purple sea, when it hit the magic needle, it was diverted to both sides like a tide.
After the fight, Lu Bei stood with the iron sword in his hand. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and thought to himself that it was amazing.
A tank warrior, an assassin mage, and a control formation master... This is the rhythm of a professional team fighting a BOSS!
The strength of the three is extremely high. Compared with Wu Zhou's perfect fusion period, he can be said to be Zhu Xiuzhu in front of Beijun Mountain, who does not slack off or let go and gives his all.
Well, with powerful enemies surrounding him, we can judge his ability after he advances to the fusion stage.
There are only three people who have reached the great perfection of the fusion stage. As long as they are not the ones who come to undergo the tribulation themselves, he will not be intimidated by any number of them.
clang!!!
Two nine swords flew out, Dajitian and Dasutian were bathed in immortal sword light, washing away the blackness on their surfaces, humming and vibrating, hanging on the left and right sides of Lu Bei.
He held an iron sword condensed from the Abandoned Sword Technique in his hand. The moment his body swayed, eight clones jumped out from behind him and rushed towards Wu Zifei with bare hands.
"It's so impressive that it can be mistaken for the real thing."
Ji Yue stared at him and praised him. Then he changed the subject and swung his arms to slap Lu Bei: "But the illusion is still an illusion. Since Sect Leader Lu has run out of tricks, why don't you put down your butcher knife and surrender!"
The Buddhist sound rolled out like a lion’s roar, with sound waves roaring all over the sky.
Lu Bei practiced the 'Lotus Step by Step Method' and gained the same skill as the Lion's Roar. He attacked the opponent from both the physical and mental levels. A roar before the battle had the miraculous effect of weakening the opponent's basic attributes.
Because the function of the skill partially overlaps with Charm and Divine Power, he has never used his talents to study it diligently, so the level is not very high.
But having no sword in hand and having a sword but not using it are two different things. He possesses the skill of Lion Roar. Ji Yue wanted to use Lion Roar to intimidate others, but he was afraid that he had chosen the wrong person.
The scorching white sword light collided with the golden Buddha's palm. The two powerful energies collided head-on, and finally both dissipated into nothingness.
Lu Bei took three steps back. Ji Yue put his hands together in front of his chest. His golden face showed solemnity. Large amounts of blood mixed with gold and red fell from between his palms.
"Sect Master Lu has a good method."
Ji Yue praised him again, saying that he was worthy of being the chosen successor of the Qili Sutra. Under the repeated suppression of Qi Changqing, a master of formations, he was able to fight against the larger number with fewer people and not be at a disadvantage.
The talent and aptitude are truly terrifying.
For a moment, Ji Yue was filled with murderous intent. Qi Yan and Qing Qian were too close, and there was no way he could recruit Lu Bei, the leader of the Tianjian Sect. Instead of watching Changying soar into the sky, it would be better to get rid of this disaster today.
"King Yue, be careful. He is just an illusion."
Ji Yue heard Qi Changqing shouting, and his eyes widened. At first glance, the figure holding the sword was so lifelike that it could not be a clone, but...
Thunder exploded in the sky, several phantoms shattered, and two white broadswords crossed. An extremely realistic Lu Bei came first and chased the four-color lightning. The continuous shockwaves had infinite power, and with just one punch, he blasted the lightning ball of Wu Zifei's incarnation into pieces.
Crackling!
The electric arc was reorganized, and Wu Zifei stood beside Ji Yue. He was shocked that the powerful thunder method was destroyed by Lu Bei's punch, and he was even more surprised at Lu Bei's terrifying speed.
Under such heavy pressure, this person could still catch up with Lightning. So before that...
"I was just playing with you before, why did you take it so seriously?"
Lu Bei grinned, his sight taking Qi Changqing in. "This sect master has just entered the realm of refining emptiness, yet he dares to challenge a great master in the stage of crossing the tribulation to compete with him. Now that he has broken through the stage of fusion, if the three of you are still hiding something, then don't blame this sect master for being ruthless."
Hearing such arrogant words again, Ji Yue and the other two did not refute. Qi Changqing, who had called Lu Bei a lunatic before, was now extremely calm. His ten fingers flew around, and he cast seals one after another, using layers of illusions to block Lu Bei's perception, deceive his sight and hearing, and disperse his spiritual thoughts, causing him to fall into darkness.
"A good battle formation, with a variety of methods and infinite uses, but unfortunately..."
Lu Bei was surrounded by white light, which gradually dispersed and surged into huge waves, rippling his clothes and making rustling sounds. "After all, you are not a great power in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. It is simply a pipe dream to suppress this sect master with an unformed magic weapon."
boom!!!
The golden light was high and violent, and the purple lightning was layered. The two energies attacked together, but were easily wiped out by the barrier built by the five-colored light.
Lu Bei's senses were blocked, so he couldn't detect where the enemy was. He took a deep breath, and the immortal sword intent in his body burst out from his body, condensing into streams of fire that burned the sky.
The next second, the surging sword intent expanded and exploded, venting in all directions in a primitive and crude way.
Use force to suppress others!
Ripples spread out wildly and the void suddenly exploded with a sound like a bronze mirror shattering.
The seal was lifted, and the small world returned to Lu Bei's hands. A full moon hung high in the sky, guarded by twenty-eight cold stars. From afar, the roar of the sea waves could be heard.
Ji Yue held the magic weapon Wuchan Umbrella in his hand, and used the jewels to resist the impact of the Immortal Sword. Wu Zifei and Qi Changqing stood behind him, looking at the vast and boundless small world, dumbfounded for a moment, with shock on their faces.
"This, this is..."
"This is where you will be buried."
The sound came from all directions, and several phantom clones stepped in simultaneously, making it so dazzling that it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
The full moon bombarded the white light column, the cold star stood in the center and patrolled the four seasons, the four spirits of the sky suppressed one side, and Yinglong carried the five-colored light, and the huge dragon body surrounded the light column and went straight down with it.
The terrifying energy was extremely appalling. Ji Yue hurriedly held up the Wuchan Umbrella, formed a seal with his hands, and formed an absolute defense together with the golden body.
Qi Changqing had a painful look on his face, and he opened the scroll that was torn by the sword energy, splashing ink to create several black sword lights. Wu Zifei beside him also took out his most valuable magic weapon, holding the Wind and Thunder Pot in his hand, and projected dozens of purple shields in succession.
"break!!"