Chapter 1293

Kill the immortal sword?

Lv Bu was stunned when he heard the name.

Are you kidding?

The immortal sword that can shake the nine heavenly gods thunder and kill gods and evil spirits, and the divine sword in the palm of Taoist ancestors, will appear here? Or by a woman with a paralyzed face?

Lie to the ghost!

If you kill the immortal sword, your boss will be killed with one sword.

Seeing the amazement and doubt in Lv Bu's eyes, the schoolboy explained: "brother LV misunderstood. Although my master's sword is also called the immortal sword, it is different from the legendary immortal sword."

"Can you do that?"

Lv Bu has some egg pain. Since it's not the same one, why do you call it Zhu Xianjian? It's scary for you to pick up names like this!

The schoolboy said with a smile, "it's not my master who deliberately gives gold to his sword to kill immortals, but because of the brilliance of this sword. It's a sword to kill immortals!"

"Ah?"

Lv Bu was stunned.

Immortal killing sword?

Do you want to exaggerate?!

The schoolboy explained faintly, "the origin of this sword can be traced back to the first immortal devil war. It is the sword of a demon ancestor. Countless immortals died of this sword, including the existence of golden immortals."

Lubu's eyes are a little straight.

During the first fairy devil war, those who could be called Laozu were all real big men. Even in heaven, they were also dignified people!

But how did this great man's sword fall into the fairyland? Did it fall?

Lv Bu pressed down his doubts and asked, "you just said that my boss was killed... Hurt by the immortal sword. This war has been lost. What's the matter?"

The schoolboy said, "the soul of a golden immortal is sealed inside the sword. If the sword blade is injured, the soul of the golden immortal in the sword will adhere to the wound and suck the source of the injured to feed himself. There is no solution unless the injured person is an immortal or swallows the golden pill to heal."

Lv Bu: "

In this immortal era, a sword against the sky that seals the immortal's soul and hurts the only way to die. Who can stop it?

Who is the master of this book boy?

It's enough to bear the green lotus treasure. The clothes she wears and the sword she uses are all good things that make people crazy... Shouldn't she be sent by Tianting?

Seeing Lv Bu's calm face and silence, the schoolboy thought he was worried about Zheng Feiyue's safety and said, "please rest assured, brother LV, today is just a duel. As long as Lord Zheng asks for mercy, he will never worry about his life."

Clinker, Lv Bu Leng laughed: "who wins and who loses is not sure!"

The schoolboy was stunned.

He has made it clear before that he was injured by the immortal sword, unless Zheng Feiyue is in the immortal class, or he has... And so on!

The book boy was surprised at first, then inexplicably excited, and said loudly, "can you say that Lord Zheng is carrying a fairy pill?! brother Lu, tell me whether it is or not!"

Lv Bu didn't answer positively and said, "let's see the competition first."

The schoolboy nodded quickly. His eyes were colorful. He didn't know what he was thinking.

……

Inside the green lotus treasure book.

Zheng Feiyue felt a special force attached to the wound on his arm. This force is constantly swallowing his original force, which is very strange.

He also heard the schoolboy's reminder. Xiandan, he did, but Zheng Feiyue scoffed at the schoolboy's words!

Who says only the elixir can dispel the negative effects?

Zheng Feiyue closed together, his fingers were sword fingers, colorful fluorescence appeared on his fingertips, and then gently wiped it on the wound, and the negative effect of that layer of trouble disappeared.

These days, he devours the power of Tao Guo day and night, and he wants to swing the point of devouring the origin (vitality). Tao Guo is the real ancestor, so it's easy for Zheng Feiyue to break the current situation!

A sound came from above the sky.

Then, the bookboy's voice sounded: "my master asked, what means did Lord Zheng just use to eliminate the recoil of the immortal soul?"

Zheng Feiyue smiled: "want to know? Ask me in person."

The cloak man raised his sword.

The schoolboy timely said, "Lord Zheng, my master said that although you have a way to eliminate the influence of the immortal sword, the comparable fight is not over yet. She will fight until you beg for mercy."

Zheng Feiyue gave a long roar, and his body soared into the air. He said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, with this equipment, specializes in close combat, but I don't know if he can resist the magic power?"

Finish.

Zheng Feiyue raised his hands and the sword idea came out through the body. Within a hundred miles, all of them were shrouded by the strong sword idea. Countless plants and leaves broke away from the body and rose into the sky!

"Go!"

Zheng Feiyue waved his hand.

The flying sword rushed towards the cloaked man.

The cloak man stood up with his sword. Facing the overwhelming attack, he suddenly took out three feet of red silk from his body and danced in front of him. The red silk rose with the wind and surrounded her. It was very beautiful.

Ding Ding.

All the "flying Swords" in the sky are blocked by red damask. No matter how sharp the sword intention is, it can't break the three foot red damask's defense.

In this regard, Zheng Feiyue is not surprised. He dares to guarantee with his head that this red silk is definitely envious.

However, this is not his real killing move.

When the cloak man was busy fighting against the sky attack, Zheng Feiyue sat on the ground, pinched his hands and stood on his knees, with the "pole" pattern behind him.

There was a faint wind and thunder in the sky.

The person waving the red silk cloak raised his head suspiciously. Most of the time in the Qinglian treasure book is sunny and sunny. Even if there is wind, rain and lightning, she is also controlled by her master. Why is there a sudden sound of wind and thunder?

Beyond the treasure.

Obviously, the schoolboy was also aware of this problem and asked, "how is Lord Zheng performing his moves?"

Lv Bu said in a deep voice, "your master is playing tricks and wears bulletproof armor. In that case, our boss naturally wants to use the strongest magic power to defeat her!"

"Strongest?"

The schoolboy thought for a moment and said, "we've known Lord Zheng, but we've never heard of his magical skills related to wind and thunder. Can brother Lu explain it for me?"

Lv Bu snorted softly and said, "my boss is also a teacher. Do you know this? Now he shows the strongest meaning of the eight pole mystery!"

The schoolboy quickly reacted and said, "it's said that on a stormy night, it's difficult for Wang to understand the profound meaning of the eight extremes. Since then, he has established a sect. It's out of control... No wonder, I see."

The schoolboy knows.

But in this clear, there are also some doubts.

It's not easy to mention Wang. Many old people on both sides of the East and West know that this genius is a peerless expert who can compete with evil gods ten thousand years ago. Unfortunately, his fate was ill fated. He was knocked out of the world at the most glorious moment of his life and ended up depressed.

As for his eight pole profound meaning, although it was preached, it was not easy for Wang to show it rarely. That is, after Zheng Feiyue inherited his mantle, he set off a great reputation on the east bank.

However, apart from evil gods, few people have seen the extreme style of this set of magical powers and the strongest profound meaning of the eight poles. At least on the east bank, people rarely think about a problem:

Ten thousand years ago, the evil gods had already fought all over the world. Why was it difficult for the king to stop them?