Lord God hangs up

Chapter 42 042, God comes with a sword

Lu Zhangke tore open Dongfang's white skirt, and saw that under the front was a layer of thick white cloth that had been wrapped several times, wrapping his chest airtightly, he immediately grinned, and said in his heart that as expected, it was so tightly wrapped , there are definitely oddities.

Just waiting to make persistent efforts, tore open the layers of white cloth, and heard a soft voice:

"Senior, please let go of this girl."

Seeing a rough road?

Seeing that he was about to succeed, suddenly a guy who was fighting for justice jumped out, and the evil fire in Lu Zhangke's heart suddenly burst out.

"Dare to spoil grandpa's good deed, you are courting death!"

He let go of Dongfang Bai for the time being, turned around cursing, and was about to lose his temper.

But after seeing the guy who was fighting for justice, the evil fire in his heart dissipated again, and instead, he felt elated for a while.

"Another girl disguised as a man!"

Deer Zhangke was overjoyed, he laughed:
"Did this old man just get lucky today? Although he missed two beauties before, he never expected to enjoy two beauties who are not inferior!"

He rubbed his hands, looked at Shi Feixuan, who was dressed in men's clothing, but did not hide her stunning appearance and bright temperament, and said with a lewd smile:

"Little lady, don't look at Grandpa's older age, this body is very strong... I guarantee you that you will know the taste, once you taste it, you will not be able to stop!"

Just as he was speaking, Crane Biweng poked his head out from the opening of a fork in the road: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Lu Zhangke waved his hand: "It's none of your business, be honest!"

"Oh." Crane Biweng replied, and turned back to drink and watch the wind.

Deer Zhangke looked at Shi Feixuan with a salivating face, seeing her face sinking like water, holding the long sword in her hand, he couldn't help laughing and said:
"Little lady, don't you still want to resist?"

Concubine Xuan Xiu frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice:
"If senior doesn't let go of that girl, junior will have no choice but to offend her."

Luzhangke laughed and said:
"Aren't you deaf, little girl? Not only will this old man not let her go, but he will even arrest you, teaching you to experience the joy of being a woman!"

Concubine Shi Xuan has not been out of the mountain for a long time, and most of her contacts are fellow Buddhists, or elegant gentlemen like Hou Xibai, who have never been insulted like this before.

Lu Zhangke's obscene words caught her ears, even with her self-cultivation, she couldn't help being so angry that a blush of anger appeared on her pretty face.

Don't talk to Luzhangke anymore, "Sekong Sword" suddenly came out of its sheath, the light of the sword was like a pool of autumn water, and like a white horse passing through the gap, it stabbed at Luzhangke.

This sword move is so exquisite that even with the cultivation base of Lu Zhang Ke, I don't know how to decipher it.

But he didn't need to break the move, he just blasted out a Xuanming palm, and the white palm blasted towards Jianguang like an avalanche.

If he couldn't break the move, the old man crushed it with all his strength.

Look at your age, you are only sixteen or seventeen years old, no matter how talented you are, how can you compete with the old man in cultivation?

Luzhangke used to fight against Houhou, Wen Caiting and Jiaoluofeng with one against three.

Concubine Shixuan's strength is only on par with Wanhou, so how can she compete with Lu Zhangke?

Her sword is wonderful, but her skill is indeed far inferior. When the avalanche-like palm force hits the sword body, any subtle rear moves and mysterious changes cannot be carried out. There was a tremor, her five fingers were numb, and there was an incomparably cold and sinister palm force, breaking through the true energy attached to the sword body, and attacking the meridians in her palm.

Concubine Shi Xuanhao flicked her wrist, and the blade of the sword hummed, the cold palm force was released immediately, scattered around, turning into a cold white mist.

And when she let go of the palm force, the Luzhangke was so powerful that he bullied him, a pair of fleshy palms slapped out in a row, and the cold palm force attacked Shi Feixuan endlessly.

Concubine Shi Xuanhao twirled her wrist, the Sekong sword spread like a peacock, turning into a dazzling circle of light, stretching across her body, blocking the power of her palm.

But the power of the palm is like a torrent, like an avalanche, continuous, one wave is tighter than the other, and the wave is stronger than the wave. Infuriating.

Not long after, Shi Feixuan's palms were numb from the cold, her skin was faintly blue, and her sleeves were also covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

"Little lady, you are no match for this old man, you should lie down obediently!"

The Luzhangke laughed loudly, with one step and one palm, he pressed forward endlessly, and finally forced Shi Feixuan to the corner of the cave, with his back against the stone wall, and there was no room for him to move.

But Concubine Shixuan did not give up on this, she put all her life's knowledge to use, and the exquisite sword moves emerged one after another.

However, in the face of Lu Zhangke's "crushing with force", no matter how exquisite her sword moves are, there is not much room for her to use them. Often, she only uses half of a move, or even only a third of it, before she has to be forced As the situation changed, the defensive circle also shrunk.

What's even more frightening is that around her is the chilly mist formed by the lost palm power, which is extremely cold to the bones. It emanates from the mist around her, constantly infiltrating her body's true energy, eroding her flesh and blood meridians, making her only feel The colder the beating, the fainter the illusion that the blood vessels in the muscles and the zhenqi in the meridians will freeze.

"Are you going to be buried here today?"

Concubine Shixuan sighed secretly in her heart, as if she had foreseen her end.

But until the last moment, she was still unwilling to give up, and she still focused on defending.

Gradually, as she put life and death aside and insisted on sticking to it wholeheartedly, her mind also became clear. The slightest feeling when she was watching the unicorn mural just now suddenly jumped into her mind, and suddenly became clear and clear, turning into a sword.

Concubine Shi Xuan had a tacit understanding, and without thinking, she almost instinctively swung that sword.

Zheng!
The edge of the sword trembled, and there was a clanging sound. When the sword energy was swaying, it seemed like a vast snow river rushing out from among the mountains.

As the sword energy surged, the two chilly palms blasted by the deer stick guest were actually engulfed by the sword energy, and turned back, following the sword energy to counterattack the deer stick guest.

The Luzhangke had already gained the upper hand, and was trying to wear down Shi Feixuan's will to resist. He wanted to exhaust her skill first, and then take her down without injury, and enjoy it to his heart's content. How could he expect such a change?

Unprepared, Lu Zhangke only felt a cold light flash in front of his eyes, and his vision was suddenly completely filled with blank whiteness. In a trance, he felt as if he had come to the world of ice and snow, facing the ubiquitous flying flying all over the sky. Xue, every inch of skin on her body, felt a stinging pain like a needle, as if she was about to be cut into pieces.

If it were someone else, under this unexpected sword strike, even those who were not dead would be severely injured.

However, Lu Zhangke's combat experience is too rich, and his skills are too profound. Even if he is obsessed with lust, he has not lost his fighting instinct.

At a critical moment, he roared, his body spun like a spinning top, his palms struck with lightning, the wind blew up around him, and the frost blossomed, covering his whole body tightly.

Puff puff... puff!

There was a crash and a cracking sound.

The light of the sword and the wind of the palm disappeared suddenly, and Lu Zhangke retreated a few steps, his palms trembling endlessly.Drops of blood slowly dripped from the dozen or so bruised wounds on his palms.

On his chest, there was a long sword mark, spreading from the left chest to the lower abdomen.

The skin and flesh of the sword marks were rolled up, and the bones were visible in the depths. It was only a little bit, and it could disembowel him.

"very good."

The deer stick guest said sharply:

"Unexpectedly, the old man was careless for a while, and almost capsized in the gutter!"

While speaking, he took out a blood bodhi with shaking hands and threw it into his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it. The wound on his chest and abdomen immediately closed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There are also streaks of invisible sword energy, soaring from the wound in his palm, falling to the ground, cutting the ground into cracks.

Forced out of the sword energy, Lu Zhangke's hands stopped shaking, and more than a dozen wounds on his hands healed quickly.

As for Shi Feixuan, who almost turned the world around with this miraculous sword, she couldn't even stand still.

She knelt down on one knee, held the sword in both hands, and tried her best to support her body, so she didn't fall limp to the ground just now.

This divine sword exceeded her limits, not only draining her whole body of true energy in an instant, but even exhausting her physical strength and energy.

She also had a few blood bodhi in her purse, but now she didn't even have the strength to take out the blood bodhi and swallow it.

Seeing Luzhangke swallowed a piece of blood Bodhi, healed his injuries in an instant, became fierce again, and walked towards him with a smirk, Shi Feixuan sighed sadly, raised his slender jade neck slightly, and waited to let go of the sword He gave up the support, and fell to his own sword edge, striking the sword and killing himself.

But before she could take action, the deer stick guest who was walking towards her stopped, and suddenly looked sideways at the entrance of a side road:
"who?"

Pop, pop, pop!

Applause sounded, and Ni Kun walked into the cave with Zhu Yuyan, Wan Hou, and Wen Caiting smiling:
"Wonderful! Miss Shi's sword just now is simply wonderful and breathtaking."

"It's you again!"

Seeing the four of Ni Kun coming in, the deer stick guest's expression changed, and Xuan gritted his teeth and smiled again:
"That's great. I was thinking of finding you guys to get back the scene, but I didn't expect you to bump into it by yourself! Junior brother, come here, our old friend is here!"

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)