The curtain of swords falling from the sky struck the opponent's imperial force with thunderous force, making a loud noise.
The extremely violent air waves shook like a heavy thermal explosion. All the houses and trees within a kilometer range collapsed and were instantly razed to the ground.
The birds and animals in the forest thousands of meters away panicked and fled towards the top of the mountain.
puff!
After the loud noise, Lu Yue and the old man flew out again at the same time. After they both hit the ground, there was no movement for a long time.
"How...how is it possible? What kind of sword skills are you doing?"
After a while, Ding Mu stood up from the ground with difficulty, an expression of disbelief on his face.
At this moment, his face was pale, his breath became extremely weak, there was a knife edge of tens of centimeters in his heart, and seven or eight bloody arrows shot out.
He never expected that Lu Yue could activate such a level of sword skills. The sword strike just now was so overbearing that it made him feel panic in his heart.
Although this sword did not kill him directly, it had obviously severely injured him, and his combat strength was less than one-fifth.
This is because Lu Yue's current cultivation level is a bit low, and he can only activate 50% to 60% of the power of the Tyrant Sword Fight. Otherwise, even if he has ten lives, it will not be enough to die.
"Bad Sword Judgment!"
Lu Yue slowed down on the ground for a while and then got up. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke lightly.
Although he severely injured the opponent with his sword, he was obviously also counterattacked by the power of Ba Dao Jue.
However, fortunately, while Ling Hao was practicing Ba Sword Art during this period, he vaguely understood how to better channel the backlash and taught him.
Therefore, his injury was not very serious, and it was much better than when Ling Hao initiated the Tyrant Sword Duel for the first time.
"Huh?!" After hearing Lu Yue's words, Ding Mu's face was full of horror.
"Are you talking about the sword sect's sword technique that has been lost for hundreds of years?"
"Congratulations, you got the answer right!" Lu Yue shrugged his shoulders.
"So that's it!" A look of relief flashed across Ding Mu's face, "He is indeed the master of the once super sect, and he truly deserves his reputation!"
"You're not bad either!" Lu Yue strolled towards the other party as he spoke, "I was a little surprised that you were able to stand and talk to me even after you stabbed me hard!"
call!
Ding Mu didn't reply, took a deep breath, turned around and ran away behind him.
He is very aware of his current situation. At most, he can only mobilize the combat power of the War Emperor Realm. He cannot be Lu Yue's opponent. If he doesn't run away, his life will be lost!
However, he obviously thought too much. Lu Yue had already sentenced him to death in his heart, so how could he let him run away.
In his current situation, his teleportation speed had dropped to more than half, and before he could run for a while, Lu Yue chased him to within a hundred meters.
Then, Lu Yue flipped his wrist, and an arc-shaped sword slashed out like lightning.
"Huh?!" After Ding Mu sensed the killing intent coming from behind him, his whole body trembled and his pupils shrank sharply.
He deliberately tried to dodge, but it was already too late. After running a few more steps, the sword flashed past his waist.
Boom! Boom!
The upper and lower parts of the body collapsed on the ground one after another, blood spurted out, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
His eyes were as big as ping-pong balls, and his face was full of unwillingness and unwillingness to rest in peace.
I'm afraid he never dreamed that one day he would die at the hands of a young man who was less than thirty years old and whose cultivation level was even lower than his own.
One and a half levels!
call!
Lu Yue exhaled a heavy breath, stood there and adjusted his breathing for a while, then turned around and rushed towards the battle circle of Qinglong and others.
Bang!
At the same time, a loud noise came from Canglang's battle circle.
Then he saw the two old men at the Dacheng Realm flying out at the same time, falling a hundred meters away, flipping several somersaults and collapsing to the ground.
After a while, a deep bloody hole appeared at the heart of both of them, and a large amount of blood poured out. Each of them twitched a few times and then became silent.
Cang Lang's cultivation level is already half-stepped into the peak realm, so it is no longer a problem to deal with two opponents who are half a level lower than him.
Killing two people with one sword was not difficult at all!
"Damn it, you really deserve to die!" The remaining old man at the peak level shouted out with ferocious eyes.
He had just exchanged moves with Cang Lang, and before he could recover, Cang Lang took action against his two companions.
In the blink of an eye, the two companions were dead, and he was naturally filled with rage.
"You die!" The old man continued to look at the wolf and roared.
After the words fell, he activated his twelve successful powers and rushed towards the Canglang. His fists pulled out countless afterimages in the void, and once again activated his power of the War Emperor.
After a while, a phantom beast appeared in the sky above its head, and then it looked up to the sky and roared like a living creature.
Wherever the beast passed, winds and clouds surged, and the surrounding air surged like a hurricane, with a terrifying momentum.
"Idiot!" Canglang twisted his eyes and responded in a deep voice, "You are the one who died!"
After saying that, don’t retreat but advance, Leng Yue Scimitar
Pulling out several rays of cold light, he also activated his imperial power.
In the void, a phantom scimitar exuding a strong aura of death came out with a devastating force.
boom!
The phantom scimitar penetrated through the body of the phantom beast as if it were materialized, and the beast instantly shattered into pieces and dissipated invisible.
Because his imperial power was broken, the old man spat out a large mouthful of blood and retreated tens of meters.
But Cang Lang's sword power remained unabated and he continued to dodge towards the old man.
"Um?!"
Before the old man could completely stabilize his body, he felt a terrifying aura locking him. The pores all over his body instantly opened, and his face was full of horror.
He wanted to dodge, but it was obviously too late. He could only watch the sword light rapidly enlarging in his pupils.
puff!
The sword flashed past his throat, and then he saw a head rising into the sky, and he could even see his own headless body falling straight down.
Until the moment he died, he never understood how the Canglang, who was half a level below him, could launch an offensive of this level.
As for the sword strike just now, let alone that he had just broken through to the peak realm, even if he was already in the late peak stage, he probably wouldn't be able to take it.
call!
Almost as Cang Lang beheaded the old man with one blow, an overwhelming wave of air swept toward Cang Lang from the side.
"Huh?" Canglang's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and at the same time he flashed his body and quickly rushed to the side.
However, although he responded immediately, he was still a little slow and was blown away by the strong wind.
This was all due to him dodging half of his body at the last moment, otherwise, this move alone would have killed half of his life.