"Shua." A vigorous sword came at full speed, and the Dongfeng holy master took the palm as a knife and split the vigorous wind.
The vigorous Qi suddenly burst out after touching the strong wind in the hand of the Dongfeng Holy Lord, and turned into a big net to envelop the Dongfeng Holy Lord. Ling Zhiyun's hands changed one after another, and small vigorous Qi was constantly shot out of his hands. Under the cover of the black ocean, he quietly attacked the Dongfeng Lord.
The Lord of Dongfeng launched a strong wind, and his body retreated violently at the same time. Under the strong wind, all the needles transformed by the sword will be destroyed. At the same time, with the right hand of Dongfeng Holy Lord, a violent vigorous wind will press against lingzhiyun from top to bottom!
"Bang bang bang!" Bursts of fierce collision sound exploded with the contact between vigorous wind and Dao Yi. The strong wind pressure is oppressed with the coming of the vigorous wind. The knife meaning Leng who was still waving his teeth and claws was repressed by the wind pressure and flattened inch by inch!
Ling Zhiyun's face became gloomy. This vigorous wind did not come out of thin air, but the layout left by the Dongfeng Holy Lord in the space in the just battle.
Each blow of these arrangements is not worth mentioning to him, but when the number of vigorous winds left behind slowly increases, small ones grow into large ones, and they are called up at one time by the Lord Dongfeng at this moment, they will turn into a devastating blow in all aspects.
Since Ling Zhiyun followed Lu Chen, although his strength has increased rapidly, he has little experience in combat because he rarely goes out for training.
As an old Saint, Dongfeng Lord walks on the edge of life and death all year round. How rich his combat experience is, and how can the gap between the two be simply made up by a sword intention.
Dongfeng holy master mobilized his power of rules. The huge vigorous wind was gradually condensed in his hands. The Dao intention was finally liberated from the suppression of vigorous wind. When he was about to attack Dongfeng holy master, he saw that the vigorous wind all over the sky was shrinking rapidly and condensed into a thin line across the two entities.
Ling Zhiyun's face coagulated, and a breath of death slowly spread out from the thin line.
The line falls quietly. With the falling of the thin line, the whole meaning of the knife is divided into two. The first line is divided into life and death. There is only one line in heaven and earth!
Dongfeng Holy Lord created a similar effect of space cutting with his solid vigorous wind and indestructible wind pressure. Even the thunder Holy Lord was surprised.
Ling Zhiyun jumped up high with his sword in his hands and recited the technique at the same time.
The idea of the knife turned into a huge knife in an instant and met the thin line with Ling Zhiyun's cutting.
A cold air suddenly spread. With the blessing of the ice system rules, ice marks condensed in the air, and even the water vapor in the air was frozen at this absolute low temperature.
The sudden cold air made Ling Zhiyun's attack a little, but at this time, the Dongfeng Lord's attack had arrived. The speed of the cold air invasion was too fast, and even the thunder Lord didn't respond.
When the thunder Lord wants to rescue again, it's too late.
At this moment, Ling Zhiyun bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a drop of blood essence. Suddenly, blood colored strange words scattered in the air with Ling Zhiyun's words.
Bursts of spatial fluctuations shook around with Ling Zhiyun as the center, and time seemed to stop at this moment.
The two red runes continued from Ling Zhiyun's two forehead to his arm. The meaning of the knife was transformed into a protective Gang cover to tightly cover Ling Zhiyun.
Ling Zhiyun's eyes were red with blood, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down his face. With the blessing of the secret arts, Ling Zhiyun calculated the trajectory of all kinds of attacks. After a breath, time returned to operation, and the attack of Dongfeng Holy Lord had also hit Ling Zhiyun.
"Boom!" In the light of the sky, a figure flew upside down, and a lot of blood was sprinkled in the air. Before it fell to the ground, it was burned by the bloody flame.
Although Ling Zhiyun forcibly increased his body strength at the last minute by using the secret technique, he saw the attack track and protected his body with the intention of the knife.
But these are still not enough for Ling Zhiyun to avoid those attacks. Finally, he was seriously injured and unconscious, and his life and death are uncertain.
Thunder Lord was already furious. These lords not only talked nonsense in front of him, but also hurt Lu Chen's people in front of him. He was simply ignored.
"Zizizi!" A violent current ran around the lobby, and countless thunders fell from the sky, mercilessly killing the Lord on the ground.
The powerful current group formed by the collision between the disorderly currents constantly detonates in the lobby. The thunder Lord holds a fine steel long gun. When the current flies, the fine steel long gun swings and rotates, and a more powerful magnetic force erupts from the long gun.
The electromagnetic encounter becomes more violent, and the powerful force field suppresses the whole area.
Dongfeng Holy Lord looked at the killing thunder Holy Lord, and his eyebrows were tightly locked. As soon as his arms shook, he had met the thunder Holy Lord at a very fast speed, and the vigorous wind suppressed the thunder Holy Lord from all directions.
When the thunder Lord swept away his long gun, a more powerful electromagnetic force field scattered around the thunder Lord.
Dongfeng Holy Lord's face remained unchanged and his thin sword stabbed out again and again. For a time, wind and thunder intertwined, the two lords fought, and the power of terrible rules constantly destroyed this area!
During the battle between the two lords of thunder and east wind, several figures flew out of the crowd and fled to the distance. In a twinkling of an eye, he came to the scar of the sword depicted by Ling Zhiyun.
"Don't go away and fight with me!" A pillar of thunder fell from the sky and only hit the leader. The Lord's face took a hint of ridicule. He met the attack of the thunder Lord with a knife and stepped over the scar of the sword at the same time.
The Lord just wanted to escape, but he found himself getting closer and closer to the ground. The head fell to the ground, making a dull noise, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
I saw an ancient and simple long sword inserted obliquely on the scar and hit the ground three points!
A majestic voice came from the sky.
"Those who cross the boundary without permission will die!"
The holy master who was going to attack Ling Zhiyun changed his face and didn't react. As soon as he looked up, he saw the sword!
That domineering sword!
That sword of burning rules!
After seeing the line of the east wind, the saints were already amazed.
But after that line and this sword, it is not worth mentioning.
Before the Lord of the sneak attack reacted, he was cut in half by a knife as soon as he looked up!
But the sword hasn't stopped! It has a faster speed, cutting to the Dongfeng Holy Lord!
Lu Chen is angry now. He doesn't care how much combat power the east wind lord or the west wind Lord can provide him.
Anyway, if you move his little brother, the consequence is only one word - death!
The sword came with the fortune of heaven and earth. The Dongfeng Holy Lord just wanted to escape with the vigorous wind.
But the vigorous wind continued, and the face of the Dongfeng Holy Lord turned pale in an instant.
In this heaven and earth, something within the prohibition has been generated, so that the Dongfeng Holy Lord can only be stuck in place and wait quietly for a sword!
"Are you kidding!" The Dongfeng Holy Lord became more and more impatient. He felt the power of the next sword, and the Dongfeng Holy Lord was completely desperate.
The vigorous wind in his hand kept beating the space.
He must find a way out to avoid the fatal blow!
As for hard steel? His wind system is not good at defense, and the power of rules contained in this sword is too powerful.
Dongfeng Lord believes that even an earth Lord who is very good at defense can only disappear into dust under this sword!
"Open it for me!" Seeing that the sword was coming, Dongfeng Holy Lord was more impatient, but all the rules in Dongfeng Holy Lord's body had been used.
But in this closed space, there is no looseness at all.
In desperation, Dongfeng holy master turned his head and looked at the domineering sword.
There is no blood, just for a moment, the body of Dongfeng Holy Lord is like being cut off by rules and constantly turns into powder!
"Who else wants to go?" Lu Chen came in silently. At this time, the whole hall can only hear Lu Chen's footsteps.
"The sword saint is gone!" The saints hurriedly said that many boasters knelt down directly to the ground.
Just because the land dust at the moment is too terrible, overbearing and tyrannical!
Lu Chen's eyes without any emotion swept through the crowd, as if looking at a group of dead objects.
"Please come out consciously for the one who just shot Ling Zhiyun." Lu Chen proudly looks at the saints in the field, and his voice is still cold and heartless.
As soon as these words came out, the people in the Hall fell into an inexplicable embarrassment.
Because everyone knows that once you go out and admit it, you're really looking for death.
"None?" Lu Chen's eyes gradually became sharp, but his hand tightly grasped the sword again.
"Oh!" After listening to Lu Chen's threatening words, not a moment later, a female saint was pushed out by her companion.
Lu Chen looked at the female holy master, but he couldn't bear a trace of pity for jade. He just said indifferently: "make a blood oath and be his servant forever."
With that, Lu Chen pointed to Ling Zhiyun, who was still in a coma.
"How can this be?" A male holy master immediately patted the table and got up. It seems that he probably likes the female holy master just now.
Lu Chen looked at the guy who was angry at the crown and didn't speak. He pinched his hand forward out of thin air.
"Well..." the male holy master was slowly mentioned with Lu Chen's gesture.
"Then you two can do it together." Lu Chen looked at the flustered male holy master and said jokingly.
"Sword saint, I know I'm wrong! You have a lot of people, how about forgiving me once..." the male saint is frantically pleading with Lu Chen at the moment, which makes the slightest interest aroused by Lu Chen disappear.
"Spineless." Lu Chen said this and threw the Holy Lord to the ground at will.
"Thank the Lord for not killing! Thank the Lord for not killing!" As if he had received a great favor, the male Holy Lord knelt down to the dust for a while.
Such actions made Lu Chen more and more disgusted, so he hurriedly turned his head and looked at the female saint.
"What about you? Do you want to resist?"
How dare the female holy master say no, even when she hurriedly said, "what the sword Saint wants me to do, how dare I not follow?"
After that, it was done at one go, and in a little while, it was a blood oath. "
Even Lu Chen couldn't help praising its dexterity.
"So what are you going to do today?"
Finally, after watching the female Saint make a blood oath, Lu Chen looked up and smiled at the people.
But what is the meaning of that smile? I'm afraid all the saints tremble when they see it.
"Naturally, I'll go back and pack up my things and prepare to go to sea with the sword saint!" Some flexible people in the LORD have answered now.
As soon as these words came out, everyone responded one after another.
The reason why they asked to go back was that Lu Chen, the organizer, was gone, and now Lu Chen has returned.
Even Lu Chen's strength seems to be on the front line. In this case, why don't you agree?
"That's good! Let's go back first!" Lu Chen smiled and said to the crowd.
With Lu Chen's words, all the saints retreated quickly as if they had obtained the edict.