svetikya Chapter 362 You’Re Lucky, Kid
Chapter 362 You’Re Lucky, Kid
Chapter 362 You’re lucky, kid
The sword light is galloping, and the ripples are endless.
Chang Chong Sword Intent takes the heart of humility and peace, and controls the meaning of indifference and tranquility. The sky is infinite and its uses are endless.
The long-stroke Sword Intent controlled by the mysterious man has the same momentum as Lu Bei, but the realm it contains is far above Lu Bei. People can tell who is real and who is fake at a glance.
Both are false.
Lin Buyan is not like this.
Zhao Zihao and others were stunned and subconsciously took a few steps back. On a small barren mountain, there were actually two swordsman masters pretending to be Lin Buyan.
What a hell!
"impossible!"
Lu Bei's eyes widened. He didn't know what was going on in the Heavenly Sword Sect, but in the entire Towering Heaven Sword Sect, in terms of Changchong Sword Intent, except for senior sister Bai Jin, everyone else was more or less a younger brother.
In this regard, he is very confident, and his posture is so good that it is difficult to keep a low profile.
For a moment, he couldn't help but doubt the identity of the mysterious person. He had to say that there was indeed a person with Changchong Sword Intent above him.
Cheap Master Mo Buxio's master, his ancestor Lu, the second head of Towering Heaven Sword Sect, and junior junior of the generation - Mu Lichen.
But Mu Lichen was locked up in a small dark room and there was no way he would show up here, let alone pretend to be Lin Buyan to rob the prisoner.
Mu Lichen is not a master who deceives his disciples like this. He is very moral.
"Who are you?"
Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, with golden light flashing in his eyes, trying to see through the other party's true appearance.
The mysterious man smiled faintly: "Changchong Sword Intent will not fake, Lin is Lin."
"Fart, Lin Buyan is not as confident as you!"
Lu Bei snorted coldly, and when he finished speaking, he noticed that Zhao Zihao and others had strange expressions on their faces, and smiled awkwardly: "Don't misunderstand me, what I mean is that Lin has his own set of flexible standards for making decisions, and he learned from my face. But he didn’t learn the essence of me, it’s a complete fake.”
"..."x8
You've already spilled the beans, so why are you pretending? X8
"What a eloquent person. You arranged Lin in front of Lin. I want to see who you are." The mysterious man raised his hand and raised the sword. The sword light floated, insubstantial and real, but his body did not move. Then there was an overwhelming force of swords, rolling towards Lu Bei.
"Did you see that, he is not Lin, he is too strong!"
Lu Bei raised his long sword and struck Liu Guang in the air, splitting the surging sword force in half with lightning speed.
"..."x8
You are very strong too! x8
"Not bad, worthy of a battle."
The mysterious man stepped forward with his sword in his hand and said faintly: "In the past, Lin had to hide his cultivation to protect the Towering Heaven Sword Sect. Today, the long sword is drawn to sweep away the haze. In the first battle, I will sacrifice your head to the sword."
With one step forward, the man and his sword turned into a white light, slashed the Shattering Void in the air, and escaped to Lu Bei.
Behind him, the Sword Manipulation Technique was used to the limit, and the sword light of the Mercedes-Benz melted into the air. One minute, ten, ten hundred, and in an instant, there was a violent wind and rain, and countless sword lights and lightning and thunder.
The violent white torrent swept across, submerging the barren mountains and land, shaking the Earth Shaker dragon and rolling.
As soon as the dust rose, it was swept away by the misty sword energy.
From a distance, the barren mountains were smoothed out by a wisp of white, and the sword light went and came back, like a dragon gliding across the water with a startling wave. The waves were silent and traceless, and everything in the way was wiped away.
The attack was a map cannon, which seemed to exceed the limit of Lin Buyan's ability. Even if the latter had the Great Power, he would not be able to kill such a stunning sword.
It's not a question of ability, but a lack of imagination. Lin can't play such a beautiful sword flower.
Zhao Zihao and others retreated, not because they didn't want to leave, but because they couldn't leave.
There was no way in or out around the barren mountain. There was a vertical barrier, which looked like a formation and a small world. They couldn't figure it out, let alone break the formation and leave.
Right now, there was nothing I could do except stare blankly.
"Two senior brothers, please listen to what Zhao has to say."
Zhao Zihao spoke quickly: "These two people came here strangely. I couldn't tell them apart at the moment, but one thing Zhao is very sure about is that they are not from my Iron Sword League."
So, how long are you going to talk nonsense?
"Although many of my fellow sect members in Iron Mountain Prison have made big mistakes, they are still our Heavenly Sword Sect. It is better to release them, explain the cause and effect, and work together to find a way out." Zhao Zihao He looked at the two of them, waiting for their reply.
"no."
"It can't be done."
The two men in black robes decisively refused, and one of them said: "My brothers and sisters have received orders. If there are prisoner robbers who cannot be stopped, they would rather destroy Iron Mountain and banish the repeat offenders in the void than let them see the light of day again. .”
"Whose order is this, so cruel..."
Zhao Zihao was anxious and spoke quickly. He realized something was wrong and hurriedly changed his words: "It makes sense, but the current situation is not optimistic. We have exiled many of our fellow disciples. No matter who wins between the two, we will not be able to live with them."
"For the Heavenly Sword Sect, my brothers and I are willing to die!"
"..."
Zhao Zihao's face was ashen, and he wanted to die in black robe. He didn't want to, a great future and wealth were waiting for him, how could he die in this barren mountain where birds didn't poop.
He said with a cold face: "Zhao is Elder Wu's direct disciple. If I am captured..."
"Don't worry, we will help you devote yourself to the Heavenly Sword Sect before we die."
"..."
You sword cultivators deserve to die without a burial place.
Zhao Zihao was so angry that his face was distorted, and he secretly cursed that the ideological work above had not been done well. The sword cultivators were willing to die because they abandoned the Sutra instead of Qing Qian. If this matter was not dealt with as soon as possible, it would definitely lead to serious trouble.
…
Boom! ! !
The mysterious man holds a sword in the air, and a giant white dragon stalks the ground.
Lu Bei blocked the roar of the dragon's head with his vertical sword, and was pushed back all the way. His heart was full of doubts. It was clear that everyone had the same level of Sword Intent, but his long-distance Sword Intent could not do anything to the opponent.
It's too strange, and it's not just as simple as realm suppression.
At this point, it is meaningless to play Lin Buyan, who has impressive swordsmanship. Lu Bei gave a low drink, injected the immortal Sword Intent into the sword body, condensed the boundless sword energy, and turned into a sword pillar reaching the sky, instantly erasing the white dragon figure.
"Huh?"
In mid-air, the mysterious man was surprised, and the Sword Intent displayed by Lu Bei attracted his attention.
"Don't let that thief eat Lin's sword."
Lu Bei shouted loudly, took a step forward, and turned into golden light and rushed towards the mysterious man.
The air exploded with five fingers, the immortal Sword Intent condensed the fist edge, and the fist mark crossed the air, oppressing one side of the world and slowly moving back.
Good Sword Intent!
The mysterious man took a deep breath, flipped the long sword in his palm, and the scorching white sword light instantly transformed, condensing into a white light curtain, protecting his entire body.
The fist seal bombarded, and the overwhelming roaring impact fell on the sword curtain, causing ripples to explode.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth were turbulent, and the ripples suddenly escalated into turbulent waves, threatening to destroy them at any time.
The mysterious man was unhurried and raised his hand in the air. As his fingertips swayed, the sword light curtain rotated with the force of yin and yang. The two fishes swam between them, removing the terrifying force and easily dispelling the sky-shading fist seal.
Lu Bei's heart was pounding with fear, and he secretly thought that the Extreme Monarch Sect elder had something. The sword fist in his hand increased instead of falling, and hit the sword screen heavily.
Click!
Boom————
The stream of light exploded into pieces, and the world became silent.
The cathartic white light washes away the sword rain, gathers and disappears without a trace, and suddenly shoots out in all directions, causing chaos in the world.
The mysterious man thought he had overestimated the immortal Sword Intent, and Lu Bei could not make any trouble in his hands. But when he faced the Sword Intent, he realized that he had misunderstood. He did not overestimate, but underestimated.
The never-before-seen Sword Intent was far more powerful than he imagined.
Hiss!
The ripples of mercury swayed and shrank to a silver bead. The mysterious man held it in his hand, completely revealing its original appearance.
He looked at the trace of blood on the silver bead, his eyes full of horror.
What exactly is a Sword Intent?
Lu Bei：∑(д;)
look familiar.
To be precise, I just saw it some time ago.
Extreme Monarch Sect Great Elder, Zhu Heng.
"Isn't this grandpa? Why did you come here in person? Is Aunt Eight okay at home? Did you beat Uncle Eight to relieve his anger when you were unhappy?"
Lu Bei put away his sword and saw Zhu Heng's expression of confusion. He raised his hand and wiped his face, revealing his true appearance: "Grandpa, it's me. Have you forgotten? We worked together to sell Zhan Lexian for a good price that day." What’s the price?”
At a safe point, he took out the command token again and hung it on his waistband with a snap.
"Grandpa..."
Zhu Heng raised his hand and touched his chin, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and said with a strange smile: "I don't know when a filial child like you became a child. Since you call me grandpa, I can't embarrass you."
"It's necessary, Aunt Eight loves me the most!"
"hehe."
Zhu Heng's face turned cold, and he pressed the Huangji Sacrifice Seal with his backhand.
It's such a profound idea that I can't imitate it. This is definitely not the Sword Intent.
Being playful for a moment, I wasted too much time and almost missed important events.
(End of chapter)
He raised his hand and touched his face, transforming into Lin Buyan's appearance. He fell to the ground like a normal person, and pointed his fingers into a sword and swept down.
"Boy, there's something wrong with you!"
Lu Bei felt as if he had been struck by thunder, his body stiffened on the spot, his vision was blurred, the sky and the earth were hazy, as if a giant beast was dancing in the strong wind, disturbing the earth, fire, water and wind.
Zhu Heng reached out and took out an iron sword, tried to imitate the Immortal Sword Intent, and once again exploded a large piece of black iron. He was thoughtful, looked at the sky after a moment, leaned over and walked towards Zhao Zihao and others.
There was a bang.
At the same time, the black sword in his hand swept across the sword technique, and the layers of sword light twisted the void, creating endless weird changes.
Zhu Heng took a step forward, and his figure disappeared without a trace between heaven and earth.
"Extreme Monarch Sect, why do you need to explain it to a thief from the Profound Moon Department? If you meet me today, you are lucky. For that person's sake, I won't embarrass you."
Zhu Heng's body shook twice, and a touch of fishy sweetness rose up in his throat. His expression changed, and he swallowed the sweet blood silently, and looked at Lu Bei with an even weirder look.
Immediately afterwards, two great suns bloomed in the dark sky, shining with brilliant power. His body and soul lined up on both sides.
Lu Bei didn't know what he meant, he punched open the Huangji Sacrifice Seal in front of him, his face slowly darkened: "Who...are you?"
The high-imitation version of Dashitian shattered instantly, and the sword light dissipated.
Blood light shot into the sky, and two heads flew straight up.
In the outside world, Lu Bei stood in mid-air in a daze, dancing and making strange shapes, the kind that was hard to describe.
Look carefully, it's not a big sun, but a pair of eyes.