Chapter 108 Who can hold the sword of Knife Twelve?

Accompanied by Chen Lei's scream, the knife light entered his body.

The unwillingness, panic, and anger in Chen Lei's eyes seemed to freeze 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 cool down suddenly.

On the huge street, there are many warriors who have been famous for a long time, even big names, but at the moment they all have expressions of horror on their faces, and they can't even help trembling in their hearts.

died.

Broad Sword Chen Lei is actually dead!

You know, even though Kuo Jian was so arrogant, arrogant, and unscrupulous just now, he still couldn't kill Ning Donghe.

Before this, although the divine power realm fighters had fallen, they did not fall so quickly, and there were no divine power realm warriors at Chen Lei's level.

This is Baidingjing!

Chen Lei is a strongman in the Hundred Tripod Realm of the Heavy Sword Sect!

Nowadays, one knife is dead.

Even the corpse was chopped into two pieces.

Dead without a whole body!

"How could it be? Broad Sword Chen Lei, that is a strong man in the Hundred Cauldron Realm, who can kill him with a single blow? Could it be that Sword Twelve is the top powerhouse in the Thousand Cauldron Realm?"

"No, it's not the Thousand Cauldron Realm! In the entire Zhanhai City, the strong ones in the Thousand Cauldron Realm have names and surnames. How could they be easily dispatched when they sit in one side? If I'm not mistaken, there should be an artistic conception in the sword just now. "

"The mood?"

For a while, many knowledgeable warriors probably knew the reason.

Mood!

Knife Twelve understands the artistic conception!

Actually, their news is still a little bit worse.

Dao Twelve fought between Tiannv faction and Xuanjian Villa Lu Jianming.

But, these people don't know?

However, Lu Changsheng probably understood.

It must be that the Tiannv Sect deliberately blocked the news.

It is not a problem to deliberately block this news for a few days by means of Tiannv faction.

"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 that of Taoist Thousand Hands and Liu Tieta.

At most it is equivalent.

With Lu Changsheng's three transformations of Shenlong now, coupled with the artistic conception of waves, and also by surprise, naturally he can kill the opponent with one move.

Chen Lei is not the only one in the heavy sword sect.

They had a total of four divine power realm warriors this time.

However, seeing that Dao Twelve actually killed Chen Lei with a single blow, the three of them hesitated for a while.

Competing for the yunying ore mother, you can wait for the opportunity.

However, if you know that you have to go to the dead end, you are stupid!

"What a knife twelve."

"Our epee school has remembered."

"Walk!"

The remaining three epee sect warriors took away Chen Lei's two-part body and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Epee Sword Gate is withdrawn!

Lu Changsheng did not stop the people from the Heavy Sword Sect from withdrawing. He went down the mountain this time to seize the Yunying Mine Mother, not to kill people.

As long as he doesn't stop him from taking Yunying Mine Mother to Shangyuan Dojo, then he will ignore it.

Yes, Lu Changsheng did not intend to leave with Yunying Mine Mother, but went directly to Shangyuan Dojo.

"Dao Twelve...I didn't expect the contemporary Tiannv of the Tiannv faction to find such a great master like you."

"It is indeed extraordinary to comprehend the artistic conception."

"However, just by killing Chen Lei alone, you want to take away the mother of Yunying mine. It's a bit too simple for us, right?"

At this time, an old man with a wine gourd appeared.

The old man was short in stature, but he was wearing an expensive robe, but it was very funny, and it didn't match at all. Coupled with the red rosacea, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit nondescript.

However, as soon as he appeared, the eyes of some warriors around him moved slightly, and a strange light flashed in their eyes.

Obviously, this person is a master!

Actually, if these divine power realm fighters really wanted to rush forward, Lu Changsheng would definitely not be able to stop them even with all his strength.

It's just, it's not possible.

After all, these divine power realm warriors are not a force, how could they join forces?

Even, even the same force may have their own little ideas.

Join forces together?

Totally impossible!

At this time, only those top players with outstanding strength can come forward.

Obviously, the rosacenosed old man in front of him might not be simple.

"Who are you?"

Lu Changsheng asked.

The old man uncorked the bottle of the wine gourd, took a sip of the wine, and said with a smile: "Interesting, there are very few people in Zhanhai City who don't know the old man."

"Old Man Zhao Lun!"

Lu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knows each other.

Known as the "drunk" layman Zhao Lun.

His strength has long been famous in the world, and he was already a strong man in the Hundred Ding Realm twenty years ago.

No one knows what advanced state he has reached so far.

However, no matter who the opponent is, Lu Changsheng has nothing to say since he shows up to block the way, just draw his sword.

"Keng".

The next moment, Lu Changsheng drew his saber out of its sheath.

It was still a **** knife light, mixed with the sound of surging waves, sweeping towards Zhao Lun mightily.

A bright light flashed in Zhao Lun's eyes.

He opened his mouth and sprayed.

The wine in his mouth sprayed out like a curtain of water.

In the void, it collided fiercely with Lu Changsheng's **** saber light.

"Boom".

There was a roar in everyone's ears.

A strange color flashed in Lu Changsheng's eyes.

Unexpectedly, this Zhao Lun really lived up to his reputation.

There are no worthless people under the great name.

Zhao Lun actually comprehended the artistic conception.

And the artistic conception is actually upright and upright, which is related to water.

But it is a defensive type.

and Lu Changsheng's artistic conception of waves are completely two extremes.

"The old man hasn't fought for a long time, and weapons have long been useless, but his boxing skills have not fallen."

Zhao Lun punched out.

"Boom boom boom boom".

In an instant, countless fist shadows appeared in the void, densely packed, as if people could not distinguish between reality and illusion.

And all of them exude a terrifying power.

Countless dense shadows of fists bombarded towards Lu Changsheng overwhelmingly.

And every punch seems to be powerful, as if shaking the void.

Of course, Lu Changsheng knew that it was impossible to shake the void, at most he could shake his own blood.

Obviously, Zhao Lun's strength is indeed terrifying, no worse than that of Lu Jianming back then.

Such a top powerhouse 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 is true and which is false?"

"Is this the strength of the top powerhouses of the older generation? It's simply terrifying!"

"Zhao Lun hasn't made a move for a long time, but this one is simply earth-shattering."

"Young junior fighters like Dao Twelve are of course extremely talented, but they are still a lot worse than Zhao Lun."

Many people were shocked.

You can't underestimate those old guys.

Don't look as if these old guys haven't been active in the arena for a long time, but when it's time to do something for real, it's not ambiguous at all.

"These shadows...are real!"

Lu Changsheng could see clearly the reality of Zhao Lun's boxing at a glance.

There are so many fist shadows, they are not fake, they are all real.

Every blow has a terrifying power.

If it is hit, with the body strength of a warrior in the realm of divine power, it is absolutely impossible to escape.

However, compared to the consumption of strength, Lu Changsheng has never been afraid of anyone!

Besides, Lu Changsheng didn't bother to spend it with Zhao Lun.

The artistic conception of the waves is not enough, so he will add another one!

"Zhao Lun, you are getting old!"

"When you are old, you should take care of yourself and don't fight and kill in the rivers and lakes!"

"You have worked hard for decades, but you can't withstand my knife!"

Lu Changsheng's voice came from the fist shadows all over the sky.

The next moment, Lu Changsheng slashed again.

This knife was shocking.

The surrounding sky seemed to be slightly dark.

Everyone raised their heads abruptly, looking at the void, and at Lu Changsheng's knife.

What did they "see"?

As long as they are warriors in the realm of divine power, they seem to "see" the top of Lu Changsheng's head. With that knife, it seems that the whole world has turned into an empty starry sky.

In the starry sky, there is a 3,000-foot waterfall that is "rumbling" and resounding through the starry sky with bursts of roar.

Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days!

With Lu Changsheng's knife, a starry sky waterfall was cut out!

Mood!

The second artistic conception, the artistic conception of Starry Sky Waterfall!

It was as if a waterfall fell from the sky.

How terrifying is the power it carries?

Zhao Lun has no doubt that his fist shadow will be instantly annihilated when the knife falls.

Even, he will die!

"Two kinds of artistic conceptions, so stunning and beautiful..."

Zhao Lun couldn't help feeling extremely horrified.

He has practiced martial arts for decades, and only then did he realize a kind of artistic conception.

This is already his limit.

How about twelve knives?

Actually comprehended two moods, and one was stronger than the other.

The second artistic conception focuses on explosion and strength, and its attack power is much stronger than that of ocean waves.

Suddenly, he couldn't stop it!

However, just when Lu Changsheng was about to slash through the fist shadows all over the sky, and the starry sky waterfall artistic conception was about to slay Zhao Lun with a sword light, something happened suddenly!

A little silver light, under the cover of night, seems inconspicuous.

However, Lu Changsheng noticed it immediately.

"Um?"

Lu Chang turned around sharply.

However, the silver light has already arrived in front of him.

It was a man in black with a dagger in his hand.

The short sword pointed directly at Lu Changsheng's heart.

There is nothing special about this man in black.

There is only a white face mask, which looks a little weird.

But it was such an ordinary person who seized the opportunity to make a sudden move after Lu Changsheng displayed two artistic concepts and almost tried his best.

At such a time, be quick and precise.

This is a born assassin!

"What?"

"There are still people sneaking up, and the timing is so good?"

"This mask...could it be the Ghost Swordsman?"

"Yes, it must be him! Superb assassination swordsmanship, ordinary attire, quick and ruthless every shot, one hit kills, it must be him!"

"It's rumored that Swordsman You will kill his opponent if he doesn't make a move. I didn't expect him to make a sudden move at this time. He really found the right time. The sword is in trouble."

Many warriors also recognized the identity of the masked man in black.

Phantom Swordsman!

No one knows the real name of Swordsman You.

But there is no doubt that the Youjianshi is well-known in the rivers and lakes.

Although no one has ever seen the true face of You Jianshi, You Jianke actually made quite a few shots.

Moreover, the assassins who often shot were all fighters in the realm of divine power, and none of them missed!

Actually, even Zhao Lun was surprised.

He and You Jianke didn't know each other at all, and they didn't even have the slightest intersection before.

Obviously, Swordsman You did not act for Zhao Lun, but only for one-hit kill, completely kill Dao Twelve, and thus capture the Yunying Mine Mother on Dao Twelve.

For a while, Zhao Lun felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and now he will join forces to deal with a young junior.

At the critical moment, Lu Changsheng did not panic at all.

Even, he didn't have any intention of evading.

Instead, he stared fixedly at the You swordsman.

"It's really a brilliant assassin's way."

"Fast, accurate and ruthless, it's much better than I didn't know before."

Lu Changsheng recalled that the instant kill technique he created back then was actually much worse than the assassination method of the assassin Youjianji.

In such a situation, even the Thousand Cauldron Realm would definitely die.

What's more, Lu Changsheng is not a warrior of the Thousand Cauldron Realm either.

"Pro! Soldiers!"

The next moment, Lu Changsheng let out a soft drink.

"Boom".

This sound, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, instantly echoed in the ears of Swordsman You and Zhao Lun.

Yes, not only You Jianke, but also Zhao Lun.

Lu Changsheng used the nine-character mantra secret technique twice in succession, dealing with Zhao Lun and You Jianke at the same time.

The dagger in the hands of the ghost swordsman trembled slightly.

It can be seen that Swordsman You wants to struggle.

But, it didn't work.

You Swordsman seemed to "stop" all of a sudden.

Holding the sword in his hand, but still unable to go any further.

Zhao Lun was the same, his mind went blank, his spirit was shaken, his blood was shaken, and he couldn't move at all.

With the will, energy, and physical quality of the two of them, even the secret method of the nine-character mantra cannot be "fixed" for a long time.

Especially Zhao Lun, has artistic conception.

However, when Lu Changsheng suppressed Zhao Lun with two artistic concepts, Zhao Lun's artistic conception was of little use.

Nine-character mantra secret method does not need to hold two people for a long time.

Even half a breath, even a moment is enough.

In the battle of masters, the outcome is often at that moment!

"Cut!"

The saber in Lu Changsheng's hand fiercely slashed out from the left and right sides.

This time, there were no accidents in Dao Guang's past.

You Swordsman's neck was cut off in an instant, and his head rolled to the ground.

Zhao Lun also tightly covered his neck.

Although the head did not fall, the blood was spattered, and it was obvious that he would not survive.

"Plop".

Both bodies fell to the ground.

died!

In the blink of an eye, many people didn't even see clearly, didn't understand what was going on, and the battle was over.

But it was not Dao Twelve who died, but Zhao Lun and You Jianke!

Lu Changsheng ignored the true face under the mask of the swordsman You.

No matter what it looks like, it is now a cold corpse.

Lu Changsheng took one step at a time, paused next to Zhao Lun's corpse, but still shook his head and continued walking.

People in the arena involuntarily.

Regardless of age, seniors or juniors.

Entering the rivers and lakes, lack of strength will inevitably lead to this fate.

Lu Changsheng continued to walk towards the Shangyuan Dojo step by step.

The people he caught his eyes all backed away immediately, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Look at the two corpses on the ground.

Zhao Lun, You Jianke.

There is also Chen Lei who was carried away by the heavy sword gate before.

Which one is not famous?

The results of it?

are all dead!

Lianyou Swordsman and Zhao Lun joined hands invisibly, but they were all killed by Dao Twelve.

Who else dares to step forward to stop Dao Twelve?

"The mother of Yunying mine is here."

"Who else wants it?"

"The knife in the hand of someone who has carried the knife, the Yunying mine mother is yours!"

Lu Changsheng stood with a knife in his hand. There was not a single drop of blood on the blade or his clothes, but it made people feel as if the overwhelming killing intent and dominance were overwhelming.

At this moment, no one doubted Dao Twelve's words.

Hold the sword of Dao Twelve, and you will be able to get the mother of yunying ore.

However, who dares to say that he can hold the sword of Dao Twelve?

(end of this chapter)