"Pfft".
Along with Chen Lei's scream, the sword light entered his body.
The unwillingness, fear, and anger in Chen Lei's eyes seemed to solidify all of a sudden.
His body instantly split into two pieces and fell to the ground with a "plop".
quiet!
At this time, the atmosphere seemed to suddenly cool down.
In this huge street, there are many warriors who have been famous for a long time, even famous ones, but at this moment, they all have looks of horror on their faces, and they can't help but tremble in their hearts.
died.
Chen Lei, the broad sword, is actually dead!
You know, even if Kuo Jian was so arrogant, arrogant, and unscrupulous just now, he still couldn't kill Ning Donghe.
Before this, although divine power realm warriors had fallen, they did not fall so quickly, and there was no such thing as Chen Lei's level of divine power realm warriors falling.
This is Baiding Realm!
Chen Lei is a powerful man in the Hundred Cauldron Realm of the Heavy Sword Sect!
Nowadays, he is dead with one knife.
Even the corpse was chopped into two pieces.
Death without a whole body!
"How could it be possible? Chen Lei, the broad sword, is a strong man in the Hundred Cauldron Realm. Who can kill him with one sword? Is it possible that Dao Twelve is the top strong man in the Thousand Cauldron Realm?"
"No, it's not the Thousand Cauldrons Realm! In the entire Zhanhai City, the Thousand Cauldron Realm strongmen all have names. How can they be easily dispatched if they are sitting on one side? If I'm not mistaken, there should be artistic conception in the sword that Dao Twelve just struck. "
"artistic conception?"
For a time, many knowledgeable warriors roughly knew the reason.
artistic conception!
Dao Twelve understood the artistic conception!
In fact, their news is still a little bad.
The Twelve Swordsman fought between the Tiannv Sect and Lu Jianming of Xuanjian Villa. The two sides were truly tit-for-tat, competing with each other in their artistic conceptions.
But, these people don’t know?
However, Lu Changsheng probably understood.
It must be the Goddess Faction who deliberately blocked the news.
Using the methods of the Heavenly Lady Sect, it is not a problem to deliberately block this message for a few days.
"Too weak!"
Lu Changsheng shook his head.
This broad sword Chen Lei seems to be very famous, but his real strength may not be as good as Taoist Thousand Hands and Liu Tieta.
At most, it's equivalent.
With Lu Changsheng's current three transformations as a divine dragon, coupled with the artistic conception of waves, and the fact that he was unexpected, it was natural that he could kill the opponent with one move.
Chen Lei is not the only one in the Epee Sect.
A total of four divine power realm warriors came to them this time.
However, now that they saw that Dao Twelve actually killed Chen Lei with one strike, the three of them hesitated for a while.
You can wait for an opportunity to compete for the mother vetch ore.
However, if you know that you still have to die, then you are stupid!
"What a knife twelve."
"Our Epee Sect has remembered it."
"Walk!"
The three remaining warriors from the Heavy Sword Sect took away Chen Lei's two-part body and quickly disappeared without a trace.
The Epee Sect has been withdrawn!
Lu Changsheng did not stop the people from the Chongjian Sect from evacuating. He went down the mountain this time to seize the Yunying Mine Mother, not to kill people.
As long as it doesn't stop him from taking Yunying Mine Mother to Shangyuan Dojo, he will ignore it.
Yes, Lu Changsheng has no intention of leaving with Yunying Mine Mother, but wants to go directly to Shangyuan Dojo.
"Sword Twelve... I didn't expect that the contemporary goddess of the Heavenly Girl Sect would actually find a great master like you."
"Understanding the artistic conception, it is indeed extraordinary."
"However, if we just want to kill Chen Lei and take away the Yunying Mine Mother, we are a little too simplistic, right?"
At this time, an old man carrying a wine gourd appeared.
The old man was short in stature, but the expensive robe he wore looked very funny and did not match him at all. Coupled with the red rosacea, it looks a bit nondescript no matter how you look at it.
However, as soon as he appeared, some of the warriors around him moved their eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed in their eyes.
Clearly, this man is a master!
In fact, if these divine power realm warriors really wanted to swarm them forward, Lu Changsheng would certainly not be able to stop them even with all his strength.
But, this is impossible.
After all, these divine power realm warriors are not the same force, how can they join forces?
In fact, even the same force may have its own little thoughts.
Join forces together?
Totally impossible!
At this time, only the top experts with outstanding strength can come forward.
Obviously, the old man with rosacea in front of me is probably not simple.
"Who are you?"
Lu Changsheng asked.
The old man uncorked the wine gourd, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Interesting, there are very few people in Zhanhai City who don't know about me."
"I'm Zhao Lun!"
Lu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
He knows the other person.
Zhao Lun, a layman known as the "drunk" layman.
His strength has long made him famous in the world, and he was already a powerful man in the Hundred Cauldron Realm twenty years ago.
No one knows how advanced it has reached so far.
However, Lu Changsheng didn't care who the other party was. Since he showed up to block the road, there was nothing to say. He just drew his sword.
"Keng".
The next moment, Lu Changsheng drew his sword out of its sheath.
There was still a bloody sword light, mixed with the sound of the roaring waves, sweeping towards Zhao Lun in a mighty manner.
A gleam flashed in Zhao Lun's eyes.
He opened his mouth and squirted.
"Pfft".
The wine in his mouth sprayed out like a curtain of water.
It collided hard with Lu Changsheng's bloody sword light in the void.
"boom".
There was a roar in everyone's ears.
Lu Changsheng's eyes also flashed with a strange color.
Unexpectedly, this Zhao Lun really lived up to his reputation.
There is no false person under the great reputation.
Zhao Lun actually understood the artistic conception.
And the artistic conception is actually upright and related to water.
But it's the defensive type.
It is completely different from Lu Changsheng's artistic conception of waves.
"I haven't used my hands for a long time, and the weapons have long been useless, but my fists and kicks are still intact."
Zhao Lun punched out.
"Boom boom boom boom".
Countless fist shadows instantly appeared in the void, so densely packed that it seemed difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.
And all of them exude terrifying power.
Countless dense fist shadows all rushed towards Lu Changsheng.
And every punch seemed to be powerful, as if it shook the void.
Of course, Lu Changsheng knew that it was impossible to shake the void. At most, he could shake his own energy and blood.
Obviously, Zhao Lun's strength is indeed terrifying, no worse than Lu Jianming's back then.
A top expert like this who has been famous for a long time and is not far from the Thousand Cauldron Realm should not be underestimated.
"Which of these fist shadows are real or fake?"
"Is this the strength of the older generation of top divine powerhouses? It's simply terrifying!"
"Zhao Lun hasn't made a move for a long time, but this move is simply earth-shattering."
"Young warriors like Dao Twelve are certainly extremely talented, but if they want to surpass those of the older generation like Zhao Lun, they still have a long way to go."
Many people were shocked.
Don't underestimate those old guys.
Although it seems that these old guys have not been active in the world for a long time, when it comes time to take action, there is no ambiguity at all.
"These fist shadows...are all real!"
Lu Changsheng could clearly see the reality of Zhao Lun's boxing technique at a glance.
So many boxing shadows are not fake, they are all real.
Every blow has terrifying power.
If he is hit, he will never be able to survive given the physical strength of a divine power realm warrior.
However, compared to the consumption of strength, Lu Changsheng has never been afraid of anyone!
Besides, Lu Changsheng was too lazy to fight Zhao Lun.
If the artistic conception of waves is not enough, then he will add one more!
"Zhao Lun, you are old!"
"When you are old, you should take care of yourself and stop fighting in the world!"
"You have been practicing hard for decades, but you can't resist my sword!"
Lu Changsheng's voice came from the shadows of fists all over the sky.
The next moment, Lu Changsheng slashed out again.
This knife was earth-shattering.
The sky all around seemed to darken slightly.
Everyone suddenly raised their heads, looking into the void, looking at Lu Changsheng's sword.
What did they "see"?
All warriors in the divine power realm seemed to "see" the top of Lu Changsheng's head. With that knife, it seemed as if the whole world had turned into an empty starry sky.
And in the starry sky, there is a three-thousand-foot waterfall, which is "rumbling" with bursts of roaring sounds that resound across the starry sky.
The flying stream plummeted down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way was falling from the sky!
Lu Changsheng's sword slashed out a starry sky waterfall!
artistic conception!
The second artistic conception is the artistic conception of starry sky waterfall!
It was as if a waterfall suddenly fell from a height of ten thousand feet.
How terrifying is the power it carries?
Zhao Lun had no doubt that when the sword fell, his fist shadow would be instantly annihilated.
He may even die!
"Two artistic conceptions, so stunning and stunning..."
Zhao Lun couldn't help but feel extremely horrified.
After practicing martial arts for decades, he finally understood a certain artistic conception.
This is already his limit.
But what about Knife Twelve?
He actually comprehended two artistic conceptions, and one was more powerful than the other.
This second artistic conception focuses on explosion and strength, and its attack power is much stronger than the waves.
Suddenly, he couldn't stop him!
However, just when the fist shadows all over the sky were about to be cut through by Lu Changsheng's sword, and when the artistic conception of the starry sky waterfall was about to kill Zhao Lun with the sword's light, something unexpected happened!
"call out".
A little silver light seemed inconspicuous under the cover of night.
However, Lu Changsheng noticed it immediately.
"Um?"
Lu Changsheng turned his head sharply.
However, the silver light has already arrived in front of him.
It was a man in black with a short sword in his hand.
The sharp edge of the dagger pointed directly at Lu Changsheng's heart.
There is nothing special about this man in black.
There was only a white mask with a human face, which looked a little weird.
But such an ordinary person seized the opportunity and suddenly made a move after Lu Changsheng displayed two artistic conceptions and almost tried his best.
This kind of timing is quick and accurate.
This is a born assassin!
"What?"
"There are still people who attack secretly, and the timing is so good?"
"This mask...is it the Dark Swordsman?"
"Yes, it must be him! With his superb assassination swordsmanship, his ordinary attire, his every move is fast and accurate, and he kills with one strike, it must be him!"
"It is said that the Nether Swordsman will kill his opponent if he doesn't take action. I didn't expect that he would suddenly take action at this time. He really found the right time. Dao Twelve is in trouble."
Many warriors also recognized the identity of the man in black wearing a mask.
Ghost Swordsman!
No one knows the real name of the Dark Swordsman.
But there is no doubt that the Dark Swordsman is famous in the world.
Although no one has ever seen the true face of the Nether Swordsman, the Nether Swordsman has actually made many attacks.
Moreover, the assassins are usually warriors in the divine power realm, and they never miss a beat!
In fact, even Zhao Lun was surprised.
He and Nether Swordsman didn't know each other at all, and they didn't even have any interaction before.
Obviously, You Swordsman did not take action for Zhao Lun, but just to kill Dao Twelve with one blow, completely killing Dao Twelve, and thus seizing the Yunying Ore Mother from Dao Twelve.
For a moment, Zhao Lun felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Unexpectedly, after decades of experience in the world, he would now join forces to deal with a young junior.
At this critical moment, Lu Changsheng did not panic at all.
He didn't even have any intention of avoiding it.
Instead, he fixed his gaze firmly on the Dark Swordsman.
"What a brilliant assassin."
"Quick, accurate and ruthless, I don't know how much better than I was before."
Lu Changsheng recalled that the instant killing technique he created was actually much worse than the assassin's assassination technique, the Nether Swordsman.
In such a situation, even the Thousand Cauldrons realm would definitely die.
What's more, Lu Changsheng is not a Thousand Cauldron Realm warrior.
"Lin! Soldiers!"
The next moment, Lu Changsheng let out a light drink.
"boom".
This sound, like a great bell, instantly echoed in the ears of You Swordsman and Zhao Lun.
Yes, not only Nether Swordsman, but also Zhao Lun.
Lu Changsheng used the Nine-Character Mantra Secret Technique twice in succession to deal with Zhao Lun and You Swordsman at the same time.
The dagger in the hand of the Dark Swordsman trembled slightly.
It was obvious that the Dark Swordsman wanted to struggle.
But, it's no use.
The Dark Swordsman seemed to "stand still" all of a sudden.
He held the sword in his hand, but could not go any further.
Zhao Lun was the same, his mind went blank, his spirit was shaken, his energy and blood were shaken, and he couldn't move at all.
With the two people's will, blood, and physical qualities, even the secret method of the nine-character mantra cannot be "fixed" for long.
Especially Zhao Lun, has artistic conception.
However, when Lu Changsheng used two artistic conceptions to suppress Zhao Lun, Zhao Lun's artistic conception was of little use.
The secret method of the Nine-Character Mantra does not require two people to be immobilized for a long time.
Even half a breath, even a moment is enough.
In the battle between masters, the victory or defeat is often decided in that moment!
"cut!"
The sword in Lu Changsheng's hand slashed sharply to the left and right.
"laugh".
This time, there were no surprises when the sword passed by.
The Nether Swordsman's neck was cut off instantly, and his head rolled to the ground.
Zhao Lun also covered his neck tightly.
Although the head did not fall off, blood was splattered, and it was obvious that he would not survive.
"thump".
Both bodies fell to the ground.
died!
In the flash of lightning, many people didn't even see clearly and didn't understand what was going on. As a result, the battle was over.
But it was not Dao Twelve who died, but Zhao Lun and You Swordsman!
Lu Changsheng ignored the ghost swordsman's true face under his mask.
No matter what he looked like, he was now a cold corpse.
Lu Changsheng took one step at a time, paused briefly next to Zhao Lun's body, but still shook his head and continued to move forward.
People in the arena involuntarily.
Regardless of age, senior or junior.
When you enter the arena, you will inevitably end up like this if you are not strong enough.
Lu Changsheng continued walking towards Shangyuan Dojo step by step.
And everyone who was caught by his gaze immediately stepped back, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Look at the two bodies on the ground.
Zhao Lun, You Swordsman.
There was also Chen Lei who had been carried away by the Heavy Sword Sect before.
Which one is not a famous person?
The results of it?
All dead!
Even You Swordsman and Zhao Lun joined forces invisibly, but they were both killed by Dao Twelve.
Who else dares to step forward and stop Dao Twelve?
"The mother vetch is right here."
"Who else wants it?"
"Withstand the knife in Dao's hand, the mother-of-pearl mine is yours!"
Lu Changsheng stood with a sword in hand. There was not a drop of blood on the blade or clothes, but it made people feel as if he was filled with overwhelming terrifying murderous intent and domineering power.
At this moment, no one doubted Dao Twelve's words.
If you hold on to the knife of Dao Twelve, you can get the Mother Vein Ore.
However, who dares to say that he can withstand the sword of Dao Twelve?
(End of chapter)
