Chapter 883: Why worry about life, why worry about death?
When the enemy reaches the 10-star gale realm, all the plans that have been made become a joke.
The powerful warrior intuition combined with walking in the air can give him super early warning ability and mobility.
The body-protecting Gangfeng can make him immune to most long-range attacks.
Only 10-star warriors can kill 10-star warriors!
Wang Yishui and the second boss who laid out the plot suddenly discovered that the variable they had been worrying about in their hearts turned out to be the target himself!
Lu Ze, the ten-star war king who is less than 20 years old?
What does this mean?
Represents unlimited potential!
Now it seems that the Yanhuang military's respect and protection for Lu Ze finally has the most reasonable explanation.
Creak.
Wang Yishui clenched his fists tightly and stared at the uncertainty in the field.
A serving officer of the Yanhuang Army!
This identity has become the best protective umbrella. As long as Lu Ze is in the Xia Kingdom, it means that no one can openly kill him without caring about the consequences.
Lu Ze must have figured this out before he unscrupulously used the rules of the competition to kill the Wang family warriors.
So today, if you want to kill Lu Ze in front of everyone, the only chance is in the competition field!
In other words, alcoholics are at their best!
Wang Yishui raised his head and looked at the drunkard. The latter looked at him indifferently and understood the meaning of the second eldest son of the Wang family.
The alcoholic's eyelids dropped slightly.
[This animal will be killed today]!
The meaning is conveyed clearly and unmistakably!
Wang Yishui finally felt that his stuffy chest relaxed a little bit.
【Mr. Liquor, please.】
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Lu Ze's knees were slightly bent.
People obviously didn't dare to blink, but they still couldn't capture the moment when Lu Ze pressed down hard and the ground rose.
Indescribable speed, unreachable back——
The brilliant strong wind instantly dragged a long light track straight into the sky!
Facing the turbulent air waves, everyone seemed to be at the scene of a rocket launch, looking up at a heavy rocket taking off!
The momentum is overwhelming!
Unrivaled!
Lu Ze instantly pierced the air, creating an umbrella-shaped shock wave cloud in front of the shocked eyes of the crowd.
The whole body is dazzling, like a falling star.
The guests who stared at the gorgeous back couldn't help but squint their eyes.
However, at this moment, a deep voice that made everyone tremble shook the sky.
As the alcoholic maniac rose to high altitude in advance, he raised the heavy iron sword in his hand, and the wind and clouds surged behind him.
"I am the ninth person on the list. I have never failed in my life. How can I be someone like you who can be insulted by a slutty kid like you!"
"Today you are fortunate enough to see the power of my Bacchus Sword."
"I will kill you and sacrifice you to heaven."
The drunkard held the giant sword in both hands and raised it high.
Even though there were two Ten-Star War Kings in front of them, everyone watching at this moment was frightened and in an uproar.
Number nine on the list of Xia people?
Outstanding people!
But in all my memories, the ninth person on the list is an old man, not this iron-tower-like man with a sword.
but……
The crowd's peripheral vision fell on Wang Yishui's face, and their hearts skipped a beat when they realized that the latter had no intention of speaking.
What you said is actually true?
People in heaven and earth, the top ten on every list, are all heroes of the world.
This person is actually ninth on the list!
On the other hand, Lu Ze...
Everyone seemed to see another huge word "Danger" rising above Lu Ze's head.
The drunken maniac's fierce flames filled the sky, and the heavy sword was pointed directly at Lu Ze with one hand. The sword spine swept through the air, the wind howled, and the sky and the earth changed color.
Thick black fog unexpectedly gathered in the sky to form large dark clouds, and then this sword pressed down on the city like a black cloud.
The shocking will of death raged.
The murderous intention of the drunkard is like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating into every hole and spreading indiscriminately.
The crowd below was shivering, their whole bodies trembling.
Everyone seemed to be hallucinating.
That world-destroying sword... was aimed at me!
"Drink all the rivers in one drink, and swallow the sun and moon in another drink."
"Who can defeat me, Dionysian Slash!"
The alcoholic maniac opened his mouth, and the strong alcohol mist suddenly spurted out, covering the entire giant sword.
The giant sword rubbed against the air and instantly ignited into flames.
When this giant sword nearly two meters high fell from the sky, the tip of the sword first lit up red, and then the redness extended backwards, igniting the entire sword in less than 0.1 seconds.
Afterwards, black clouds ignited behind the drunkards, and the blazing heat made the people below couldn't help but stretch out their hands to resist.
Lu Ze's body was like a meteor, with one hand behind his back, he flew straight towards the edge of the sword.
This is to...
To die?
People looked at Lu Ze blankly, and then looked blankly at Lu Ze's outstretched right hand.
The crowd only felt their brains were dizzy.
Single, single handed?
Even now, are you still one-handed?
Unfortunately, no one answered them, and Lu Ze had no intention of explaining.
In a thousandth of a second, the giant sword slashed by the alcoholic maniac came face to face.
Lu Ze swung his right arm in an arc in the air, with his four fingers together like a knife, cutting across the arc and piercing his eyes.
The giant sword fell.
Lu Ze's sword landed accurately on the thick sword spine.
Ding--
A crisp sound emerged from the excitement.
The mouths of the crowd below were all open.
There are no words to describe the scene they saw... It was like... a high-speed train that had derailed was lightly bumped by an antelope, and the thousands-ton train was twisted into an exaggerated giant arc.
Now, the same is true for that giant sword.
The two-meter-long giant sword, together with the fire cloud behind it, bent into a huge C shape.
Lu Ze's toes made ripples of fire, and beside him was a large vacuum area swept out by the knife.
There was a loud bang.
The drunkard's sword was unleashed with all its power, but it was still far from its target.
Wang Yishui stared blankly at the terrifying sword light that was slashing towards him.
Endless death lies ahead.
He was shocked and angry. He never expected that the drunkard's first sword would hit him like this.
If he had time, all he wanted to do now was curse at the alcoholic.
But now, his face turned from red to white, and then from white to red.
Wang Yishui raised his head and roared: "Save me!"
The second boss, who was hiding in the crowd, finally couldn't sit back and watch, so he took action against the strong wind.
The swift figure flashed past, and with its sinister intention, it condensed into a strong wind, which instantly collided with the red light.
Wang Yishui stood on the high platform, and the sword light that descended above his head swayed into flakes of light all over the sky.
The second boss instantly appeared next to Wang Yishui, looking up at the sky as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Only when you actually take action can you know how powerful the alcoholic sword is!
Only by knowing the true power of the drunkard's sword can we further understand...
Lu Ze's knife strike was so terrifying!
How can this be!
The second boss suddenly figured out everything at a certain moment.
Lu Ze is the most uncontrollable factor in the entire chess game.
"How can this be!"
The drunkard was sent flying by Lu Ze's palm and was filled with shock.
But at this moment, Lu Ze's figure slowly disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Where are people?
The drunkard's scalp was numb, and an overwhelming trembling feeling came from the back of his head.
He turned back sharply.
I saw a pair of indifferent eyes overlooking all living beings.
The body is slightly tilted, the arm is pulled back, and a fist carries the death intention of annihilation in this world, which is infinitely enlarged in the pupil.
--【die】!
The fist is like a world-destroying thunder.
With red flames all over the sky, it crashed down together.
The dazzling red line runs straight from the sky into the earth.
A point of protrusion rose from the ground, and then with an unstoppable force, a shock wave spread hundreds of meters across, covering the entire manor.
The crowd was thrown high into the air and fell heavily in a cloud of smoke and dust.
An indifferent voice slowly sounded.
"What sorrow is there in life, and what sorrow is there in death?"
"I have said that I will be proud of you today for the rest of my life."
"That must be your most glorious moment."
Lu Ze's feet landed gently on the ground, and the red clouds in the sky behind him disappeared silently.