Chapter 151 Top Talent

Nineteen years old, with such a strong fighting ability, even in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he was a top genius.

Moreover, they did not know how strong the other party was, but they felt unfathomable.

Fu Liang frowned and said after a while, "If I'm not mistaken, the other party has reached the peak of the great martial arts Number Two."

"What? The peak of the great martial arts Number Two?"

There was another gasp of cold air.

At the age of nineteen, he reached the peak of the great martial artist Number Two, which was even stronger than he had imagined. Such cultivation, in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, was already the pinnacle.

For example, Zhang Muyun and Duanmu Yunyang were around 18 years old when they were in the quad, even if they were deliberately staying to accumulate.

Not to mention anything else, Bach's cultivation speed alone was not inferior to Zhang Muyun and the others.

But Zhang Muyun, they are the top talent in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

"Damn it, the top genius of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect didn't come here today, otherwise he wouldn't have been so arrogant."

"Yeah, they caught us off guard."

Although some people looked at lu ming, they shook their heads.

Lu Ming was still in the martial arts realm a while ago. Even if he broke through the realm of a great martial artist now, he had just broken through and was probably not an opponent of the other side.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed. Just as he was about to strike, Bach spoke.

"What? No one's going to do it? Xuanyuan Sword Sect, that's all. I'll raise my age by two years. Anyone under twenty-two can come and fight me."

Bach smiled, full of contempt.

"Okay, twenty-two years old, that's what you said."

The young man who was over twenty years old shouted, jumped down and rushed towards the other side.

"Haha, senior Lu Tian has made a move, and now the other party is dead."

"The other party was so confident that he actually raised his age by two years. Senior Lu Tian was just twenty-two years old and had reached the third rank of a great martial artist, which was enough to crush him. Moreover, senior Lu Tian was a figure on the bronze list."

"The other party is looking for his own death. If he kills both of us, his tail will fly."

The Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples all smiled.

But Lu Ming frowned. For some reason, he never felt that simple.

Soon, Lu Tian reached Bach.

"Barbarians. I deserve to die for killing two of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples. I'll send you on your way now."

Lu Tian's eyes were grim.

Bach smiled faintly and said scornfully, "The two of them said the same thing, but they couldn't stop me from cutting."

"Don't compare me to them!"

Lu Tian drank coldly, and the breath on his body burst out. He had a triple breath of a great martial artist, forming a strong pressure and crushing on each other.

However, Bach only smiled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm hanging from the corner of his mouth. The clouds were light and there seemed to be no pressure at all.

"Three strikes against the wind!"

Lu Tian suddenly shouted, and the sword came out of its scabbard. The terrifying blade rose into the sky, forming a sword that was tens of meters long and cutting towards Bach.

"Okay, Mystical level's fourth level of inferior martial arts!"

Fu Liang exclaimed, secretly thinking that he was indeed a genius of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, a triple master of great martial arts, and could train the inferior martial arts of the Mystical level to the fourth level.

Ordinary martial artists, in the third tier of the great martial arts masters, may not be able to cultivate into a lower level of mystical martial arts!

Even he, who had been training in Mystical level's inferior martial arts for decades, was only at the fourth level.

"Interesting!"

Bach smiled and the blade came out again.

Whew!

The light of the knife broke through the air, and it was quickly cut to Lu Tian's head.

"This trick is useless to me!"

Lu Tian roared, his true breath bursting, and two swords formed in front of his body, splitting forward.

Touch!

The sword condensed by true qi was chopped into pieces, but lu tian also fought for time. The sword in his hand broke through the air and struck back at the head of the other party.

Bach stepped back several tens of meters.

"Good! Brother Lu Tian is mighty!"

The Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciple shouted.

They were naturally excited that the Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples had finally gained the upper hand.

"Haha, it seems that you have some skills. Unlike those trash just now, then, I should be more serious."

Bach suddenly laughed.

"Be serious. Be arrogant. You're obviously in a bad position, but you want to keep up appearances."

"Hmph, what I said before was just too full."

"Brother Lu Tian, kill him. Let these Dong yi barbarians see how powerful our Xuanyuan Sword Sect is."

"Kill him!"

The Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciple shouted.

But lu tian could not smile, because just as Bach spoke seriously, he felt a strong and gloomy breath enveloping him. When he was enveloped by this breath, Lu Tian felt cold all over, and a cold breath rose from the bottom of his heart.

"If I can use my real ability, you will die without regret."

Bach licked his lips, his eyes glistening with blood, and then a thick black aura rose from his body.

"Purgatory knife technique!"

Bach drank loudly and cut it out with one blow. At this moment, the wind and clouds gathered, and the black true qi on his body gathered with the blade, vaguely like a devil.

It was as if a demon had cut it out with a knife.

The road was filled with terror, a roar, a burst of blood, and unleashed its strongest fighting power.

"The meteor burst!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two blades met in the air and a loud noise was heard.

Touch!

Then, a figure retreated. It was Lu Tian.

His face was pale and he coughed up blood.

There was a strong look of horror in his eyes. After retreating, he turned around and ran away, not daring to fight.

"I want to go. It's too late."

A cold voice sounded, and a black blade flashed across the void towards Lu Tian.

"Help me!"

Lu Tian yelled, but it didn't help.

Poof!

The head fell to the ground and blood splashed three feet.

Lu Tian, the third greatest martial artist and the genius who once made the bronze list, was actually killed by a person with lower cultivation than him, and was a small race like Dong yi.

"How is that possible? How is that possible?"

Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples simply couldn't accept this fact.

How could a Dongyi nationality have such a genius?

This was not a simple skirmish. You should know that Lu Tian was also a genius, a master at the same level, not an ordinary big three.

But he was killed by the enemy.

"The opponent's technique is very special, not like the Dongyi nationality's technique."

Fu Liang said suddenly.

"You mean the other party isn't from the Dongyi nationality?"

A Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciple asked.

"I don't know. Maybe someone from the Dongyi nationality got an adventure."

Fu liangdao.

"Haha, what kind of genius? They're all trash. Is there anyone else who can fight me?"

Bach was filled with black aura, his eyes were like lightning, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

No one spoke.

"At first, I thought the Xuanyuan Sword Sect had such great geniuses. That's why I set the age limit. Now, it seems that there is no need for it, little sun emperor... No, what kind of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there is no decent genius."

Bach said scornfully.

(The end of this chapter)