Chapter 197

After getting rid of the following pursuers, the line of sight was very good. Follow the compass all the way to the south. Before long, Lu Xing came to the sword tomb in their mouth.

After a distance of several tens of miles, Lu Xing could see a huge sword, which seemed to be the symbol of the sword tomb.

After getting closer and closer, huge swords dozens of meters high were inserted randomly and obliquely on both sides of the yellow sand. Lu Xing didn't understand what such a big sword meant.

Lu Xing's speed couldn't help slowing down. The sword in front was getting smaller and smaller, gradually returning to its normal size, but it was getting denser and denser, as if it were a forest composed of sword halberds.

The road is not easy, and the vision is not good. However, the scale of the sword tomb exceeded Lu Xing's expectation. If you want to go around, you have to go for at least several more days.

The depth of the sword tomb is not big. Even if you walk past, you don't have to detour faster.

Obviously, the sword tomb was not suitable for driving, and Lu Xing had to walk through it. Hold the spirit gun in your hand in advance. When the cultivation is sealed and the spirit power cannot be mobilized, the spirit gun is obviously much better than the flying sword.

As long as there is a spirit gun in hand, many people are not afraid of coming from the opposite side. It's nothing more than firing a few more shots.

Walking through the sword tomb, Lu Xing found that the sword inserted on the ground, whether in shape or size, was not fixed. It seemed to be done at will. At least, after walking a section, the sword on the ground began to be irregular in size.

Small ones can only be used as toys; Big, tens of feet into the sky.

Lu Xing tried a little and found that the sword on the ground could not be pulled out at all, as if it had been integrated with the ground.

After a long walk, Lu Xing found traces of molten iron on the ground.

"Could it be that the sword tomb used to be a place to refine weapons?"

Soon, the sword tomb confirmed Lu Xing's idea. It's getting hotter and hotter inside. I'm afraid the temperature has exceeded thousands of degrees. Even if Lu Xing has a strong body far beyond ordinary people, he can't resist the heat. He only dares to walk around.

Through the gap of sword forest, you can see that there is a flat land in the center, in which no iron block is inserted into the ground. Instead, the blacksmith platform can be seen everywhere in the world.

Lu Xing couldn't help thinking that the iron sword here could not be made by mortals? That's scary.

Looking at it, a little silver awn suddenly flashed in the red high temperature. Lu Xing was shocked and quickly jumped aside. What flew was a palm sized flying sword, with cold stars flashing on it, and the surrounding temperature dropped below zero.

"Who!"

Lu Xing didn't dare to stagnate. After falling to the ground and getting up, he quickly hid behind the hilt in the distance. Even though he had dodged as fast as he could, his face was still colored.

"No!"

Just as he stood firm, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking air behind him. The palm sized flying sword came after him again.

Lu Xing quickly pulled out his gun and fired. With a jingle, he hit the flying sword of Han Xing. A few sparks flashed in the air. The flying sword was biased by the bullet and poked into the iron sword.

"Which hero? Dare you show up?" Lu Xing said in a deep voice.

Not far away, a man in a cloak came out and said angrily, "Lu Xing, do you recognize me?"

Lu Xing looked carefully, shook his head and said, "I don't know you!"

The man opened his hat, showed a pale dead face, showed a smile that was so exaggerated that no one could make, and said, "now, do you recognize me?"

"Wu, Wu Chen!" Lu Xing will never forget this face. Even though he was just a mortal, even though it was late at night.

Wu Chen sneered, but part of his throat had rotted and laughed like a bellows. Ha ha said, "fortunately you still remember me, otherwise I would die in vain."

Lu Xing smashed the mouth of the waterway: "grievances have heads and debts have owners. I didn't kill you. Why bother me?"

Wu Chen sneered: "death is coming, you don't admit it! You owe money and kill people to pay for your life. Lu Xing, you're doomed today!"

Lu XingNu scolded, "did you fall to the ground when you died? Did you break your brain? You don't know who killed ma de? No wonder you came back to be a ghost. Your feelings are that you don't accept dead ghosts in the hell palace. Let you come back and find out the cause of your death?"

Lu xinggei encountered all kinds of strange things, but he didn't expect to meet such a muddleheaded ghost?

After being scolded by Lu Xing, Wu Chen's figure trembled slightly.

Reaching out and trembling slightly, Wu Chen asked, "didn't you kill me? Do you know who killed me?"

Lu Xing scolded, "you fucking came back to find out the cause of death! What? The king of hell didn't tell you? Bah, I almost forgot. I don't even have the qualification to see the king of hell like you."

"Who is the king of hell? Did he kill me?" Wu Chen asked seriously.

"Poof!" Lu Xing was almost killed by Wu Chen's smile. Suddenly, he felt that Wu Chen's rotten face was not terrible. On the contrary, it was still cute and silly!

Suddenly, Wu Chen's body shook again. Then, Wu Chen immediately changed his tone and shouted, "shameless crazy thief! Don't argue and accept your life!"

With a wave of his finger, the cold star flying sword inserted in the iron sword suddenly pulled out and turned to Lu Xing.

"Madder, I don't listen!"

Mud Bodhisattva still has three points of anger. Lu Xing had an attitude of respecting the dead and wanted to explain it to Wu Chen. Unexpectedly, Wu Chen was an unreasonable ghost.

People are afraid of ghosts three points, ghosts are afraid of people seven points, see who is more cruel!

Lu xingxu shook and, while avoiding the flying sword, raised his linggun and shot at Wu Chen. Whether you are a ghost or not, let you die again!

Unexpectedly, Wu Chen did not hide and let Lu Xing's bullet hit him.

The spirit gun that can pierce even the sky can't pierce a thin cloak. The bullet with a powerful force hit the cloak, and even a small spray could not be aroused, as if it had hit cotton.

In a trance, Lu Xing lost his wisdom and was chased by the cold star flying sword. He was stabbed with a sword, pierced his left arm and raised a blood rainbow.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt the inner muscle, otherwise Lu Xing was afraid to drag his arm to finish the game.

"There's something wrong with the cloak!"

Although Lu Xing doesn't understand why Wu Chen can command the flying sword, the dead can be resurrected. Don't worry about these secondary ones. But Wu Chen's movements were unusually slow, like a cold zombie.

"Yes!"

Lu Xing patted his forehead. Isn't Wu Chen a dead man? Isn't the dead cold? Isn't the joint inactive when it's cold? Don't you move quickly when you're inactive?

After careful observation, Wu Chen's actions are really not much different from the walking dead.

Lu Xing made up his mind in an instant. If he couldn't attack from a distance, he changed to a near attack! When you take off your weird cloak, see what else you can do!

The most important thing in the sword tomb is the sword, and it is a starry sword. Shuttling through the sword array, Wu Chen's flying sword is obviously no more flexible than Lu Xing.

With the powerful body brought by the three classics, Lu Xing rushed to Wu Chen in an instant. A ruthless hand has brazenly extended to Wu Chen's cloak!