The Northern Territory Chapter 15 Lu Yuan and Yan Zhuo
Just as Lu Yuan said, Yan Zhuo had no way to control Mo Tian's body to leave.
Yan Zhuo looked at Lu Yuan with a bright smile and simply put away the instant talisman.
"Lu Yuan, since you insist on fighting, then it will be as you wish!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the flames surrounding Mo Tian suddenly turned cold, and the shadow of the double-eyed figure behind him suddenly swayed. The shadow shook slightly in the air, exuding a vast ancient aura, making people surrender.
Meaning.
As soon as Yan Zhuo showed his fighting spirit, Mo Tian no longer resisted, and the initiative of his body was completely handed over to Yan Zhuo.
The Qinghong Sword suspended in front of Yan Zhuo also seemed to feel the change in its master's power, emitting a faint blue light, and a sword intention that had never appeared before emitted from the Qinghong Sword.
"This is......"
Lu Yuan stared closely at the sword intent that appeared around the Qinghong Sword, and felt a sense of vigilance in his heart.
Judging from the battle with Mo Tian just now, although Mo Tian can mobilize the Qinghong Sword and use the sword energy, he has never displayed a trace of sword intention. This can prove that Mo Tian has not yet understood the inherited sword intention of the Qinghong Sword.
Then this trace of sword intent now belongs to Yan Zhuo.
Lu Yuan heard what Mo Tian said just now, which mentioned that Yan Zhuo was a person from 300,000 years ago.
Three hundred thousand years ago, there were still terrifying beings on the continent who had become immortals and gods.
Lu Yuan was not sure what state Yan Zhuo was in at that time, let alone how powerful the sword intention he could display at this time was!
When the sword intent was condensed, the air in the entire Tianyan Palace became heavy. It seemed that something penetrated the entire Tianyan Palace area, and a coercion from the way of heaven was added to everyone's hearts.
Even though Cao Hong, who was in the realm of delusional gods, could feel this kind of sword intent, he had to face it squarely.
"Your Highness." Cao Hong said softly, "This sword's intention has a vague Taoist meaning, which should not be underestimated."
He reminded Lu Yuan that he was thinking about whether to persuade Lu Yuan to leave right away. Even Cao Hong was not sure how powerful this sword intent was.
He has the cultivation level of the False God Realm, while the opponent only has the Emperor Realm. Even if Yan Zhuo has the sword intention of the Son of Heaven, the two have such different cultivation bases, and Yan Zhuo cannot do anything to him.
But this is not necessarily the case for Lu Yuan. If Yan Zhuo fights for his life, even if he cannot kill Lu Yuan, he may not be able to damage Lu Yuan's foundation!
Qinghong Sword took advantage of Yan Zhuo's sword intention, and all the surrounding spiritual energy was swept over.
The void where the Qinghong Sword was located actually twisted out of a small black hole, and powerful power accumulated in the Qinghong Sword.
Cao Hong's heart froze and his scalp began to feel numb. He hurriedly said: "Your Highness, don't fight anymore. Let's go. This sword is too powerful. Even if the old slave is here, he may not be able to protect Your Highness."
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Cao Hong is now afraid that Lu Yuan will rush forward desperately. By then, the victory or defeat will be in an instant, and he will not have time to save people!
Lu Yuan nodded, he naturally saw the power of this sword, but Mo Tian must die today!
If you let people go, the real consequences will be endless!
Lu Yuan spoke slowly, "It doesn't matter, I want to see what this sword's intention is like!"
After saying that, Lu Yuan tiptoed a little, and rose into the air again, with the evil-breaking knife in his hand reappearing.
Humph, so what if the sword power is stronger?
This Holy Son has many trump cards!
"System, how much luck do I have left?"
[Host villain’s luck value remaining: 2300!]
"Can this luck value be used to upgrade weapons?"
【Can!】
"Okay, system, all luck values will be added to Poxi
On the knife!"
[Beep! The system has received it!]
[The host villain’s luck value is reduced by 2300! The remaining villain’s luck value is: 0!]
[The host's weapon, the Evil Breaking Knife, is being upgraded...]
Mo Tian, who had some consciousness, was also paying attention to the battle. Although his cultivation level was not high, he could understand how powerful the power of the sword that twisted the void was.
He was originally afraid that Lu Yuan would not dare to fight again and would find an opportunity to run away. Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan not only refused to leave, but also insisted on fighting alone.
It's really...stupid!
Ha...these children from aristocratic families are like this, full of confidence and unaware of the heights of the world!
Mo Tian couldn't wait to see Lu Yuan being beaten until his teeth were all over the floor.
Suddenly, in the next moment, the originally dark sky suddenly became bright.
The layers of clouds and mist in the sky were broken, and a strong light shone down, completely covering Lu Yuan.
In front of Lu Yuan, the evil-breaking knife stood horizontally, and golden light spots gathered around it.
After a while, a thin golden light enveloped the entire Evil Breaking Knife.
In a daze, a low Sanskrit chant came from the void.
Mo Tian didn't understand what was happening, but Yan Zhuo's expression changed slightly, "Who is this kid from the Lu family?! How could he cause such a change at such a time!"
Mo Tian asked in confusion: "Master, what on earth is this?"
Yan Zhuo's face darkened, and he slowly uttered a few words, "Weapon upgrade!"
Mo Tian's expression changed immediately. This evil-breaking knife was already a supreme-level weapon. If it were promoted, it would be... holy-level?!
Holy weapon?!
How can this be!
Yan Zhuo also couldn't believe it. After all, the grade of the weapon had been determined since the day it was successfully cast.
There are few great fortunes in the world that allow weapons to advance to the next level. But Lu Yuan seemed to have done nothing, just put the evil-breaking knife there. How could he be advanced to the next level?!
Yan Zhuo made a quick decision, stepped forward with his sword, and swung it down horizontally.
He couldn't wait for this evil-breaking sword to advance successfully, otherwise the chance of winning would be even smaller.
When Yan Zhuo swung his sword, a sword shadow appeared in the sky. The sword shadow was like the Qinghong Sword, but it was much enlarged.
Following Yan Zhuo's movements, the sword shadow quickly pressed towards Lu Yuan.
"Puff puff!--"
The void that the sword shadow passed through was actually compressed and distorted, and countless air was directly compressed and exploded by the sword shadow, making a huge explosion sound.
In the blink of an eye, the sword shadow rushed down, and directly pressed it only a few meters away from Lu Yuan. The space oppressed by the sword shadow surrounded Lu Yuan from all directions, wrapping it up.
Cao Hong secretly screamed something bad, raised all his strength and was about to get up to save people.
Lu Yuanxu pressed his hand to stop Cao Hong's movements, then looked up at the sword shadow in the sky and murmured to himself: "Yan Zhuo, the most wrong thing you did in your life was to have sex with this Holy Son.
Be an enemy."
Mo Tian sneered, so what if Lu Yuan had so many means?
The Evil-Breaking Sword was still in the process of promotion, and it was impossible for Lu Yuan to forcefully disconnect the promotion and use it. The only strong man, Cao Hong, was also held down by Lu Yuan and was not allowed to save him.
With Lu Yuan's imperial realm cultivation, it was impossible for him to dodge this sword!
No matter how you look at it, this is Lu Yuan's inevitable death!
When he was about to die, he still dared to utter such arrogant words. He really didn’t know what to say!
The sword shadow slashed down in an instant, passed through Lu Yuan's body in an instant, and continued to swing downwards. With a bang, the sword shadow fell to the ground.
Above the surface, a cloud of dust was raised, and a huge gap was cut across the entire earth, as if the sky had collapsed.
Mo Tian witnessed Lu Yuan being slashed by this sword shadow with his own eyes, and felt a sense of satisfaction that he had never felt before in his heart.
Finally... Lu Yuan is finally dead!
Hahahahaha...
Lu Yuan, so what if you are the holy son of the Lu family?!
So what if you are protected by a powerful person in the Delusion Realm?!
So what if you have endless tricks?!
Didn’t you still die in my hands today?!
Yan Zhuo, however, did not feel the slightest bit happy. He stared closely at the position where Lu Yuan was standing just now, carefully recalling the details of the sword shadow.
Just now, there didn't seem to be any blood...
"Buzz!——"
A slight sound came, and Yan Zhuo's eyes fell on the evil-breaking knife beside him.
The golden light on the evil-breaking knife suddenly dispersed, and the layer of light that fell from the sky was also withdrawn, and the world returned to the darkness of night.
Is this a failure to advance?
The evil-destroying knife seems to be stuck at the half-step holy level.
But Mo Tian didn't feel anything was wrong. He looked at the evil-destroying knife and his eyes shone, and he took the initiative and said: "Master, let's take the evil-destroying knife and leave."
Yan Zhuo also calmed down and was about to take out the instant talisman. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from above his head, "Yan Zhuo, this Holy Son said that your biggest mistake is to be the enemy of this Holy Son!"
Yan Zhuo suddenly looked up and saw Lu Yuan clenching his palm, the Evil Breaking Knife teleported into his hand, and a vast and terrifying aura came from Lu Yuan's body.
Yan Zhuo's expression changed. This kind of oppressive feeling was definitely not something that could come from the imperial realm!
"die!"
Lu Yuan shouted angrily and slashed down with his sword.
Yan Zhuo had no time to dodge, so he immediately faced him with his sword and slashed away.
"boom!--"
The Qinghong Sword and the Evil-Breaking Sword collided, making a huge sound. Two completely different auras collided with each other. Where the two met at hand-to-hand combat, the space was extremely distorted.
Lu Yuan held the knife and retreated slightly, then slashed it down.
"boom!--"
The majestic power was a little stronger than before, spreading from Lu Yuan to Qinghong Sword, and then rushed into Mo Tian's body.
Lu Yuan retreated and slashed again, and the terrifying force hit Mo Tian's body again, and Mo Tian's body retreated several meters.
"Click!——"
There was a sound of bones breaking from Mo Tian's arm.
There were sweat stains on Yan Zhuo's forehead. He knew that if he continued like this, all the bones in Mo Tian's body would be shattered. However, facing the half-step saint-level power of the Evil-Breaking Sword, Yan Zhuo had no chance to escape.
Lu Yuan raised his sword to slash again, and a golden light passed by. There was a "pop" sound, blood spurted out of Mo Tian's mouth, and there was a burning pain in his internal organs.
Yan Zhuo's soul seemed to have been injured by the knife, and he suddenly slumped, so weak that he could no longer control Mo Tian's body.
Mo Tian's consciousness returned to his body again, but he had no strength to resist. As soon as his body softened, he fell down and hit the ground hard.
The Qinghong Sword also fell from the air, and with a clang sound, it was inserted into the ground beside it.
Lu Yuan leaned down and rushed down, landing next to Mo Tian. He tugged on the latter's collar, and a piece of ancient jade fell into Lu Yuan's hands. This ancient jade was Yan Zhuo's hiding place.
"You...what are you going to do?"
The weak Mo Tianqiang moved his body and grabbed Lu Yuan's clothes, "Let go, let go Master..."