Chapter 1158 The bright moon was there at that time, and it returned with the colorful clouds
A word in the world of mortals weighs more than ten thousand pieces.
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Behind Lu Ze, Zhang Xinghuo and Song Tianhua couldn't help but straighten their bodies, and their mutterings to themselves started to change strangely.
"Master still has five such giant swords."
"The five that stand in the burial ground?"
The two suddenly looked at each other.
"What is your master's realm?" Song Tianhua finally couldn't help but asked in a low voice.
"Didn't he say, Twelve Star Realm." Zhang Xinghuo frowned, very dissatisfied with Song Tianhua's questioning tone.
"..." Song Tianhua fell silent and continued to raise his head.
tired.
Just pretend he didn't ask.
If the Great Elder had first seen the five red giant swords standing in the bone burial ground, burning with star power like torches... I wonder if he would have said those words?
If Lu Ze only had 12 stars, how could he, Song Tianhua, dare to stake the fate of the entire family!
At this moment, the eyes of this talkative person of the Song family, who had never been impressive, flashed with stern eyes.
Our Song family has no chance of trial and error!
Therefore, the great elder is invited to die.
"Zhongming, activate the Jingmu Formation."
"Yes, Elder Tianhua!"
There was no movement of Song Tianhua's lips, but there were two voices echoing through the air, one behind the other.
The five worshipers who had already stood side by side in the rear were activating the Wooden Emperor Pan with the leader Song Zhongming.
The green luster spread like water, and the originally low fence walls grew at the same time, and an emerald light shield instantly enveloped the entire base.
far away.
The crowd was stunned.
What is the Song family doing?
Song Tianhua certainly didn't know what they were thinking. Even if he knew, he would only laugh.
You guys know nothing, Mr. Lu’s awesome power can’t be avoided by you just retreating two thousand meters?
"Starfire, let's go back inside."
Zhang Xinghuo was still a little confused. After hearing this, he subconsciously followed Song Tianhua back to the base gate.
"I finally feel more at ease here." Song Tianhua let out a long breath.
"Elder Song, you...my master, is he really in the Twelve Star Realm?" The girl was confused.
"Yes, what you just said is not much different."
Probably the twelve, three, four, five, six and seven realms...
Damn Tantai Zhongyi, what the hell!
"Tantai old dog, bah!"
Song Tianhua cursed fiercely and suddenly felt that his thoughts were extremely clear.
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There are thousands of words in the world of mortals, but the word memory is the most profound.
The red giant sword that gathered half of the power of the sword domain, as Lu Ze swung it down, cut a piece of wind in the sky, and hit the dazzling White Emperor's sword energy with the force of the moon falling on the galaxy.
[There is always lovesickness sent to the bright moon, and when the moon is tired, magpies perch on the branches.]
One to one thousand.
Obviously the former is a clear disadvantage, but at this moment all the people looking up at this scene were almost suffocated.
That one is clearly a mountain of swords!
The hundred-meter-long giant sword streaked across the sky, as if a god had descended into the world, destroying mountains and stirring up seas.
The Thousand White Emperor's Sword Qi was clearly powerful and majestic a second ago, but now compared with the sky-holding giant sword, it actually looked like countless small streams, crashing into the mountains with a resolute and tragic momentum.
At this moment, Tantai Zhongyi's expression finally changed.
Because that sword is too huge.
Even if he used the White Horse Sword Box, he would not be able to use such a huge sword energy beyond the scale.
"Humph, it's just a childish talk."
His voice was cold and his right arm shook.
"Huangliang!"
At the top of the realm that looked upside down from the sky, a huge tornado pillar instantly rolled up, and the end of the tornado was directly connected to the yellow wood-colored sword box.
With a buzzing sound, orange sword shadows spurted out from the sword box, dragging the light and shadows through the flying snow, intertwining into a large orange-yellow net in mid-air toward the wilderness.
A white horse passes by and a yellow beam dreams, and things in the world are so vast!
To put a sword against a sword is called turning into a sword.
He originally thought he would not use this trump card.
Maybe, maybe it won’t be used?
What if that red giant sword is not as powerful as imagined?
--boom!
Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought came up, a shock wave swept across the sky and hit him without any warning.
Even with the temperament of the Great Elder, he couldn't help but curse at this moment. He quickly retreated and pulled hard with both hands. The two sword boxes were overlapped in front of him at the same time, and the surging star source power poured into the sword boxes.
, and then rose up from the sword box to form a curtain of swords, finally stopping himself from continuing to be embarrassed!
From the other end to the front, a long track paved with sword energy exploded in an instant.
After withstanding the rumbling shock, he finally had time to look around and saw that all the snowflakes floating in the sky had long since melted and turned into thick steam of water vapor.
In all directions, there were hot red clouds rolling.
It was like detonating a cloud bomb with a huge yield directly in the air.
At this moment, he was distracted and did not notice that in the wilderness below, the crowd that had retreated more than two thousand meters was blown hundreds of kilometers in an instant like saplings swept by a Category 12 typhoon.
Only some powerful warriors stepped their legs into the dirt to ensure that they did not fall down in the end.
But looking at the mess on the ground, how can we describe it as "embarrassing".
The Great Elder's eyes were furious. Who would have thought that in the short moment when the giant sword struck down, the speed of the giant sword doubled, completely disrupting his rhythm, and causing him embarrassment for the first time in history.
The sword energy intertwined by the Huangliang Sword Box was penetrated by the shock wave before it could even reach its intended position.
They stop loneliness!
That damn boy...
Wait, where is he?!
Tantai Zhongyi's eyes suddenly froze.
In Xingyuan's perception, a breeze suddenly passed through the sea of fire and smoke, making people's impetuous mood calm down for no reason.
A slender and powerful palm reached out slowly and casually, brushing the surface of the white jade sword box, and gently grasped it.
The left front of Tantai Zhongyi Star Source's perception suddenly became empty.
"No!"
His connection with the star source of Sword Box Baiju was cut off!
"Shu Zi'an dare!"
In shock and anger, the great elder's veins in his left arm swelled like earthworms, he grabbed a large handprint from the air and scratched towards it.
In the field of vision, when the palm of the hand clasped the Baiju sword box, a tall figure solidified from the distortion. When the figure looked back calmly, who could it be if it wasn't Lu Ze!
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Lu Ze spoke softly, but that gentle and courteous voice sounded in every corner of the world. The sound waves converged, like a whisper hidden under the leaves under the strong wind in the wilderness. Although it was subtle, it emerged extremely clearly in everyone's ears.
[Is he teaching the great elder how to use a sword?]
The warriors who were blown away looked at the sky blankly, as if they were banished immortals.
Everything is an understatement, but it is very magnanimous and elegant, which is heart-breaking.
Probably, the nobles in ancient times were just like this.
Thoughts emerge in everyone's mind, and the light and shadow in reality clearly outline that person's every move on the retina.
I saw Lu Ze raising his left hand gracefully like a noble prince in ancient times. The white colt sword box rested quietly in the palm of his hand, like a peerless guqin.
Gently press the two fingers of your right hand on the surface of the sword case.
At this moment, except for Lu Ze, everything within a hundred meters around him slowed down.
Lu Ze's eyelids were drooped, and a golden pointer appeared in his right pupil.
Behind the pointer, my pupils are as deep as the sea, full of longing.
He didn't pay attention to the handprint that came slowly at this moment. He just looked at the sword box with focused and calm eyes, recalling his old friend.
A touch of red spreads from the fingertips, like red paint dripping into the water, causing ripples and sinking into the body of the white jade box.
"It was her favorite word."
The corner of Lu Ze's mouth curled up with warmth, and he suddenly said something incomprehensible.
The two fingers were gently separated in the left and right directions, and a thin line solidified out of thin air, literally lying on the surface of the White Horse Sword Box like a string.
Lu Ze slightly picked up the "string" between his fingers and twisted it lightly.
A tremor and a gentle whisper sounded at the same time.
"The fallen flower man is independent."
Behind Lu Ze, a sword shadow as red as jade quietly appeared.
"Wei Yuyan flies together."
Like a peacock spreading its wings, the jade-red sword divides into two, two into four, four into eight... it forms a beautiful fan shape with layers of afterimages and a heart-stopping aura.
Lu Ze seemed unaware and raised the two fingers of his right hand slightly.
"The bright moon was there then."
Eight red jade sword energy flew out instantly.
Lu Ze raised his eyelids, spoke with a smile, and the pointer in his pupils disappeared.
"I returned home under the colorful clouds."
Buzz——
Eight sword shadows spun into sword wheels and slashed down from the dome.
Whistling past the handprint, after plowing out eight red jade belts, under the unbelievable and horrified gaze of the great elder——
In an instant, he cut open his body-protecting Shinang, and lightly swept his left arm!
Eight swords and nine cuts!
The jade-like red light track goes straight forward and disappears at the end of the field of vision, between heaven and earth.
A full second later, when the great elder truly saw the empty left shoulder, he let out a shrill scream for the first time.
"My arm—"
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As for Lu Ze, his eyes were indifferent without any ripples.
He looked at the great elder who was roaring in horror and pain, as if he was just looking at a light and shadow.
Back then in that star field, on that uninhabited planet.
She once responded to his words with a smile.
"The thought of a gentleman warms him like jade. In his wooden house, it disturbs my heart."
