Chapter 936 Playing and fighting
The sound of a long sword scraping against the ground came.
Lu Changgen stabilized his body and suddenly raised his head.
The bleak autumn wind blew softly between the two of them, and the sky seemed to darken a little.
There was no rain, but there was something low and depressing.
"You stand next to me and I can stretch my muscles," Xu Zimo turned around and smiled at Fan Luoyu.
Fan Luoyu nodded blankly.
"It seems like it's time to change this black cloth again," Xu Zimo touched the black cloth in front of his eyes and said with a grin.
"It seems that I have underestimated you," Lu Changgen put away his sword and stood up, looking at Xu Zimo coldly and said.
"You said it doesn't matter if you beat him to death?" Xu Zimo looked at Ji Ruobing and said.
"Ancestor Mo He has said it, how can it be false?" Ji Ruobing looked at Ancestor Mo He and said with a smile.
Patriarch Mohe snorted coldly and did not answer again.
"It seems that some people don't take me seriously, which is really sad," Lu Changgen said with a sickly smile on his face.
I saw him sticking out his tongue and licking the blade of the sword, looking at Xu Zimo with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the long sword passed through Wu Geng's void, killing with the intention of destruction.
The sword is four feet long, the blade is dark black, and the hilt is engraved with the shadow of a crescent moon.
When the soaring sword intent came to kill them all, Xu Zimo didn't make the slightest move.
Because his eyes are invisible, everything in his perception is illusory.
To be precise, it should be abstract.
There was nothing else in his sight, only Lu Changgen and his sword intent.
Xu Zimo slowly stretched out his right hand, and a sword intent condensed on his fingertips, and he flicked his finger.
The sword intention instantly turned into a phantom and flew out.
A crisp collision sound of "bang" sounded.
As the sword's intention hit the tip of the sword, another strong force came, and Lu Changgen's figure not only flew backwards.
Even the long sword in his hand couldn't be held and fell to the ground.
"This guy," Zhihang next to him looked dumbfounded.
He felt that Xu Zimo didn't use all his strength at all, he was just playing tricks on Lu Changgen like a monkey.
Don't rush to defeat him.
"Senior sister, is this guy really that strong?" Zhihang looked at Ji Ruobing, still a little unconvinced.
Even though the facts seem to be in front of you.
You must know what kind of existence their Immortal Killing Sect is, and it represents the pinnacle of power in the entire Yuanyang Continent.
And the genius of their Immortal Killing Sect can also be said to be the genius of Yuanyang Continent.
The absolute king among the younger generation.
The saints and saints who come out of every era are existences that shake the world and make ghosts and gods weep.
"When have I ever lied to you?" Ji Ruobing replied.
"To be honest, before I met him, my biggest opponent had always been Lu Changhen.
It's a pity that I didn't know until later that someone outside the world said this."
"I'm still not convinced, even though I hate that guy Lu Changgen.
But his strength is far less than that," Zhihang looked at Xu Zimo and said angrily.
"He hasn't used his full strength yet."
"Interesting," Lu Changgen stood up, bent down and picked up the long sword on the ground.
There was blood surging all over his body.
Even the sword in his hand began to turn blood red.
The wind blew, and the thick slanted bangs on his forehead were fluttering in the wind.
Time passed slowly, and the blood-colored gas surrounding him became heavier and heavier.
Even in the end, it has evolved into a torrent, rolling in.
Lift into the sky, soar into the sky.
The bloody torrent was surging, covering Lu Changgen's entire body.
"When the killing sword comes, all things will be destroyed."
Hearing a cold shout from Lu Changgen, he tilted his body slightly and ran straight towards Xu Zimo.
The long sword in his hand has completely turned blood red.
When the sword was swung, a long line of blood filled the tip of the sword.
With a "boom" sound, when the sword came, it was as powerful as the sun piercing the sky, and its momentum was like a rainbow.
Seeing how powerful this sword was, Xu Zimo chuckled.
The power of creation surged in his right hand, and without any hesitation, the aura turned into a giant palm and struck towards the bloody sword.
Xu Zimo didn't hold back any of this palm.
The long sword is coming, when Xu Zimo's big palm falls.
Lu Changgen looked up and felt that this big palm was covering the sky and the sun, even the sky above his head was covered.
For a moment, mountains and seas were about to come, but the endless might suppressed them.
With this palm, it was as if the real sky had collapsed.
"Rumble" sounded like an angry sound from the sky.
Lu Changgen raised his sword to meet him. The sword that was originally equally powerful was now as small as an ant.
His momentum was completely suppressed by this palm.
Just a "boom" sound was heard, and the big palm fell.
The vertical and horizontal sword energy was completely annihilated.
The world...is quiet.
The expression of Patriarch Mo He in the sky changed slightly, but he also maintained his identity as an ancestor and could not do anything.
Just a quiet light flashed in his eyes, looking through the fog to where the big palm fell.
The dust is dissipating little by little.
The whole place was silent.
"That guy couldn't have been slapped to death," Zhihang said tentatively from the side.
"It's not that simple," Ji Ruobing shook her head slightly.
Suddenly, there seemed to be some voice coming from the fog.
Everyone looked for the sound and saw a figure staggering and stumbling out of the ruin-like dust.
"Lu Changgen...," Zhihang said in a low voice as he looked at the figure coming out.
At this moment, Lu Changgen was seen, with disheveled hair and a wolf-like appearance.
Moreover, his whole body was dripping with blood, and almost no part of him was intact.
"Tick-tick-tick" the sound of blood dripping on the ground.
He looked very scary at the moment.
But when he raised his head, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuation.
The calmness also contains the violence of the coming storm.
Lu Changgen stretched out his right hand and wiped it on his face.
The blood was so thick that it almost blocked his vision.
He looked at the blood on his hand and chuckled.
Then he stretched out his blood-red tongue and silently licked the blood on his hand.
"It's fun," he looked at Xu Zimo and chuckled.
"I thought there were only a few people in the younger generation in the world who could take me seriously.
Now you count as one."
"Fun?" Xu Zimo also chuckled.
"Don't worry, there are more fun things."
He slowly raised his right hand and said "Sword comes."
Before the sword arrived, the invisible sword intention began to fill the void.
Although the weapon Xu Zimo has always used is Ba Ying, he has a soft spot for Dao Yi.
However, the meaning of all kinds of weapons is actually the same as their origin.
Even if he can't use it very profoundly, Xu Zimo can still control it with this true divine sword.
The sword intent was overwhelming, followed by a sonic boom.
This is the speed produced when the sword comes from a distance exceeding the speed of light.
This chapter has been completed!
