Li Hui had a lot of doubts in his heart, but his anger was indeed feigned. More importantly, he just felt that he was losing face because Lu Changsheng killed his apprentice. Even though Li Hui didn't care about this apprentice, he still had his name on his mind.
No., as the saying goes, it depends on the owner when beating a dog. If he doesn't even have an angry expression, then he has earned the reputation of being ruthless and unjust.
Looking at the pile of minced meat, everyone present felt numb. They had seen ferocious people, but never such a ferocious person. He would kill at will without even frowning, and the ones he killed were the five big ones.
A head of the family and a future head of the family.
Especially Murong Ju and Murong Longteng, they almost subconsciously prepared to leave. At this time, they didn't care about the so-called face at all. Even their lives were almost gone, so why did they need face?
But just when they were about to leave, Lu Changsheng's thoughts locked onto them, and the hairs on both of their bodies stood up.
"You are shameless!" Zhang Gaoru was furious. Murong Longteng was his disciple. Although he was also afraid of Lu Changsheng, he would not do anything to shrink his head.
While he was talking, Zhang Gaoru came to Murong Longteng and Murong Ju, and with them, he spread out and shrank to an inch.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The moment he left, ten soul knives appeared, and they chopped down unceremoniously.
"Yeah!" Lu Changsheng frowned. He really didn't expect that Zhang Gaoru would actually save Murong Ju and Murong Longteng. Although he didn't have any good impression of Zhang Gaoru, this scene really moved his heart.
But this did not mean that he would let Murong Ku and Murong Longteng go. Then the ten soul knives came out again deliberately, and simultaneously slashed at Zhang Gaoru who had just appeared ten meters away.
"Boy, they have no grievances against you, why did you do this to them?" Zhang Gaoru appeared in another place in a panic, leading two people to move in a shrinking position, which was obviously much more difficult than doing it alone.
, the amount of infuriating energy consumed is several times the original amount.
"No grievances and no grudges?" Lu Changsheng sneered, "Humph, they have plotted against me behind my back so many times and tried to kill me every time. How can this be called no grievances and no grudges?"
"But you are just a Yanghun monk, how can you bully others like this?" Zhang Gaoru said coldly, "If you have any questions, just come at me!"
"Hahaha, it's funny. When you two were dealing with me just now, weren't you using your power to bully me?" Lu Changsheng said coldly, "Coming on you? What a great idea, aren't I just coming on you now? After all, you just took advantage of me
When my friend threatened me, why didn't I see you coming at me? I'm just treating the other person the way he wants!"
"You!" Zhang Gaoru was so angry that his teeth itched, but Lu Changsheng's soul knife appeared again. In the end, he could only quickly leave the place with two oil bottles.
"Senior Li, this guy killed the Gu family, are you going to stand by and watch?" His lips were cold and his teeth were dead. Seeing how embarrassed Zhang Gaoru was, Li Hui immediately thought of Li Yuan.
It's a pity that Li Yuan had no intention of taking action at all. He just said lightly: "I only promise to protect his Gu family from being wiped out. As for whether the Gu family dies or not, I have no control over it. Old man, I am not a god. Life, old age, sickness and death are all matters."
Normally, besides, don’t there still be a lot of successors to the Gu family? Just find someone to take over.”
"But..." Li Hui originally wanted to say something, but he felt the faint murderous intent coming from Li Yuan's body, and had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his lips.
But he quickly looked at the two ghost generals, Feng Huo, and continued: "Two ghost generals, this person not only cultivates the magic sword, but also cultivates the soul. Are the two ghost generals going to allow him to continue like this?"
The two ghost generals, Fenghuo and Fenghuo, were stunned. The cold-tempered Fenggui general was about to take action, but was blocked by the fire ghost general, saying: "Destroying demons and defending the law is the duty of the Criminal Department, but it depends on the situation."
"What's going on?" Li Hui said coldly.
"What situation are you asking me about?" Fire Ghost General sneered, "Haha, you drag us into dealing with people who can't even deal with you. We don't have enough food to hold on."
"Are those two ghost generals unwilling to take care of this matter?" Li Hui asked.
"It's not that we don't want to, it's that we can't do anything about it. We should take a long-term approach and wait for Lord Yama to return, and we will naturally capture him." The Fire Ghost General said, "As for what he does now, there is nothing we can do."
"Okay, very good!" Li Hui's face was ashen.
"Old bastard, it's your turn to die!" Lu Changsheng's voice suddenly came over, and everyone looked over. They saw that Lu Changsheng had just controlled the soul knife to hit Zhang Gaoru once, and suddenly turned around and held the hand in his hand.
The magic knife locked onto Li Hui.
"Hahaha, you'd better save your life first, don't fall into the hands of a great master, otherwise you will be infamy for thousands of years." Feng Guijiang said with a sarcastic smile.
Li Hui's face changed drastically. He had no time to argue with Feng Guijiang because he felt a murderous intention that was ten times stronger than before and locked onto him.
At this moment, everyone looked at Lu Changsheng. He was holding the magic sword and standing proudly in the void. When the magic sword was gently raised, Li Hui suddenly felt a terrible sense of oppression.
Everyone onlookers also felt the strangeness of this knife. In the hands of Sato Onino, this knife was dead, but in the hands of Lu Changsheng, this knife was alive.
What comes from the blade is not only the fierce evil aura, but also a kind of devil-like majesty. When the sword is waved, everyone sees a bizarre scene. The person is breathing, and the knife is also breathing. When the person is breathing, the sword is also breathing.
When your hand is holding the handle of the knife, the knife and the person seem to be one.
At this moment, in Lu Changsheng's eyes, there were no enemies. There was only one target in front of him. Lu Changsheng suddenly felt the same situation as Feng Canyang had been practicing swordsmanship for fifty years. During those fifty years, Feng Canyang had only one target in his world.
, he gathered all his energy and energy just to strike out with a knife and cut the target in half.
The rolling thoughts in the golden lake gathered in the knife, and some strange lines appeared on the blade, creating a strange picture.
Suddenly a person appeared in his eyes. No matter whether it was cold or hot, this person was practicing a simple sword. He drew the sword a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, until hundreds of thousands of times. This ordinary sword was already in this person's hand.
Here, it becomes smooth and flowing, and fast people cannot see it with the naked eye. They can only feel the glare of the knife. The knife has been drawn out, and the target in front of them has been split into two halves.
“You have to fight with a knife that cuts to your bones, and you will perish if you can’t fight for supremacy with your back against the enemy!”
Lu Changsheng chewed these words in his mouth, and suddenly he put the raised knife into the sheath, then calmly held the handle of the knife and closed his eyes.
The words he came from when he was comprehending the magic sword, this is the real essence of the magic sword, it is not the speed, nor the terrifying power, but a kind of will.
What Feng Canyang understood after drawing his sword millions of times is that you have to fight with the edge of the sword in your bones, and you will perish if you cannot win the battle against the odds.
It is precisely because of understanding this sentence that Feng Canyang's magic sword was officially completed. His sword does not have as complicated and gorgeous moves as other martial arts. What is needed is a kind of will, a last-ditch fight, the will to perish if not victorious, risking life and death.
Willingness no matter the cost.
It is precisely because of this that this sword must win, because if it fails, it will lead to death.
"Huh." Li Yuan, who was sitting in the pavilion, frowned, with a bit of surprise in his voice. When Lu Changsheng returned the sword to the scabbard, everyone looked strange, thinking that he had exhausted his mind and had to return to his body.
But Li Yuan's feeling was completely different. He suddenly realized that Lu Changsheng seemed to have entered another world at this moment, a world that belonged only to that person and that knife.
"Is this the real magic sword skill?" Li Yuan suddenly understood something. Although all his eyes were attracted to it, he had no time to care about the game on the chessboard. This was the only time in the past decades that he had been moved.
But except for Li Yuan, even the two ghost generals Feng Huo didn't understand what Lu Changsheng wanted to do. He didn't have the shocking aura or the astonishing murderous aura just now. Everything was dull, like an ordinary person.
Man, holding an ordinary knife.
Li Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief, because the killing intent just now made him feel the threat of death. This was the first time he had such a feeling since he entered Xiantian. The intuition of Xiantian masters has always been very accurate.
, he had no doubt that if Lu Changsheng had gone all out just now, he might have died.
It's just that he doesn't understand why Lu Changsheng took back the knife, but he always feels that it's not that simple. As for others, they are even more confused. No one understands what Lu Changsheng wants to do.
With a "clang" sound, Lu Changsheng suddenly drew his sword. His speed was very slow, as if he were pulling out an ordinary sword from an ordinary scabbard, but his target was an innate master, which seemed so funny.
And ridiculous.
There was no shocking murderous intent, no terrifying aura, just ordinary drawing of the sword, ordinary swinging of the sword, ordinary slashing. But at that moment, Li Hui's face completely changed, and he suddenly felt like he was in another world.
One world, one person, one sword.
"It's over!" When he realized it, it was already over. Lu Changsheng was obviously hundreds of meters away from him, but at this moment, the blade of the knife was only half a meter away from his forehead.
Li Hui's face turned pale with fright, and he instinctively used the innate skill of shrinking into an inch. However, he found that no matter where he moved, the blade would also move with him. In this world, he would always be just a target, the target of the blade.
.
“You have to fight with a knife that cuts to your bones, and you will perish if you can’t win with your back against the enemy.”
Such a voice suddenly came to his ears, and he recognized it. It was Lu Changsheng's gentle chanting, which was consistent with the blade, but these words were more shocking than any shocking murderous aura.
"Magic Knife Skill: One sword, one world!" Another sentence came, and the magic knife fell. He could only watch helplessly as the blade cut open his head and penetrated his body. What he felt was not pain, but fear.
With a "clang" sound, Lu Changsheng sheathed the sword again, just like an ordinary person returning an ordinary sword to the scabbard. It was not fancy, let alone gorgeous.
No one knew why Lu Changsheng did this. What they saw was just an ordinary draw of the sword. But when the onlookers glanced at Li Hui, they found that he took two steps back and was trembling all over.
"The magic sword, this is the real magic sword." Li Hui's eyes were filled with fear.
"He must be crazy!" Feng Guijiang looked at him strangely, "An ordinary drawing of a sword scared him like this!"
"He's not crazy, he just saw something terrifying." The fire ghost's expression changed, as if he had seen through something, "No, that knife just now..."
"Hahahaha." Li Hui suddenly laughed crazily, but soon the smile on his face solidified and became stiff and ugly.
People with sharp eyes suddenly saw a blood stain appear on his forehead, and then the crack became bigger and bigger.
With a "hiss" sound, Li Hui's body split into two halves...