I run a funeral home, I don't know how to teach people how to slay demons

The blazing fire in the sky enveloped the energy ball that was ready to go.

The two destructive forces collided violently in the air, releasing unimaginable energy fluctuations, and the sky seemed to be torn apart.

Under the impact of this force, countless cracks appeared on the ground where the human coalition was located. Dust and gravel were swept up by the powerful air waves, forming sandstorms that covered the sky.

The endless fire was accompanied by strong negative emotions, wantonly eroding everything around.

Despair, numbness, coldness, helplessness, and fear.

These terrifying emotions that were enough to drive people crazy easily did not defeat the human coalition under Fengdu City.

Everyone knew who was responsible for the shocking power and the scene that was like the arrival of the god of death.

"That sir..."

"It was that sir!!!"

In the crowd, a soldier shouted excitedly, tears kept sliding down his cheeks, but there was no fear on his face.

The soldiers around were stunned for a moment, and then, as if touched by some invisible force, they all raised their heads, looked through the wind and sand, and used all their strength to look at the sky where the karmic fire and energy fluctuations intertwined.

In their eyes, fear and despair were gradually replaced by a strong hope.

In this chaos and disaster, the human coalition seemed to have found a life-saving straw, a reason for them to survive.

"Master Ghost Snake..." At first, only a few people in the crowd whispered the name.

But soon, everyone shouted out the name that represented hope.

"Master Ghost Snake is here!!"

"Master Ghost Snake!!"

The deafening shouts even overwhelmed the explosion of the karmic fire and energy light balls colliding with each other.

Being in the center of the energy vortex, Lu Changsheng had no time to listen to the cheers under his feet.

He held the Ten Thousand Gods Sword and pressed forward, but was blocked by the scarlet long sword of the Infinite True God, and could not move forward even a little bit.

The energy overflowing from both sides constantly squeezed the air around, making a tooth-grinding "crackling" sound.

"I thought your sword was just a decoration..." Lu Changsheng said calmly.

Since his arrival in the world, Wuliang Zhenshen, who had only used one hand to fight the enemy throughout the whole process, had already drawn the scarlet long sword at his waist the first time he faced Lu Changsheng.

He ignored Lu Changsheng's provocation, but said in some confusion, "With your speed, how could you get here so quickly..."

Wuliang Zhenshen slightly raised his eyes and looked behind Lu Changsheng, trying to find the answer to the question from the other party's long river of fate.

But a strange scene happened.

Not long ago, Lu Changsheng's long river of fate was as clear as a high-definition video, but now it seemed to be full of mosaics, and countless chaotic and disordered pictures were inserted, making it impossible to read.

"You have advanced." Wuliang Zhenshen retracted his gaze and said with extraordinary certainty.

"Yeah..." Lu Changsheng said casually while controlling the [Anti-Fate Lock] to touch the blind spot of Wuliang Zhenshen's vision.

"Although I can't completely block the long river of fate like you, I have found some ways to stop your prying."

In Lu Changsheng's eyes, a long galaxy appeared behind all lives.

As long as you look deeper, you can read everything the other person has experienced and all the changes that will happen in the future.

But Wuliang Zhenshen is an exception.

In the long river of fate behind him, Lu Changsheng only saw endless darkness, like a bottomless abyss.

Wuliang Zhenshen narrowed his eyes and said seriously, "The Wuliang Abyss has been completely closed by me. You can't go in and touch the core of the abyss again."

"How did you do it?"

"Guess." Lu Changsheng retracted his long sword fiercely, interrupting the wrestling between the two sides.

Lu Changsheng's figure retreated violently, like a phantom, taking several steps in the void, and slashed thousands of swords around Wuliang Zhenshen in just two seconds.

Each sword was aimed at the vital point.

Swordsmanship was not Lu Changsheng's strong point. The reason why he took the initiative to attack was just to attract the attention of Wuliang Zhenshen and create conditions for [Anti-Fate Lock] to hit.

From the previous behavior of Wuliang Zhenshen driving him out of the abyss, it can be seen that [Anti-Fate Lock] can really cause him harm.

So at the beginning of the battle, Lu Changsheng set the tone of the battle. Everything was based on close combat. As long as [Anti-Fate Lock] hit the target, Wuliang Zhenshen would be directly dragged into [Xuantian Mirror].

So that he could not rely on speed to escape from the range of [Anti-Fate Lock].

Wuliang Zhenshen did not seem to notice Lu Changsheng's intention. After a cold snort, the scarlet long sword suddenly swung out, and the tip of the sword collided with the Ten Thousand Gods Sword in mid-air, stirring up circles of energy ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading to the surroundings.

The two sides competed with each other in speed. Wherever the sword passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving black cracks.

The two figures kept crossing back and forth in the air, sword shadows flying, and every confrontation was accompanied by a deafening roar. Lu Changsheng's swordsmanship was simple and practical, and the whole process was just chopping, slashing, and stabbing, relying entirely on his own speed and strength to fight.

Wuliang Zhenshen was obviously more methodical. His swordsmanship was open and closed, and each strike was as heavy as a mountain, carrying an irresistible force, as if to completely destroy all obstacles in front of him.

But when he needed to defend, he could use various tricky angles to attack first and disrupt Lu Changsheng's offensive rhythm. The scarlet sword seemed to have life in his hands, and every swing was just right.

Even though his own power was almost endless, he still maintained muscle memory and never wasted a single bit of power.

In the battle, Lu Changsheng gradually discovered that the power of Wuliang Zhenshen was almost the same as his own, but his speed was half a beat slower. If it weren't for the opponent's swordsmanship being too superb, he should have hit the opponent several times.

"The wild way of the turtle fist is really not as good as the professional players..." Lu Changsheng sighed silently in his heart, but he was not in a hurry.

His real killer move was the almost transparent weird line.

Lu Changsheng was like a patient hunter, waiting for the prey to reveal a flaw, and then giving him a fatal blow.

Bang!

Another powerful chop was blocked by Wuliang Zhenshen. Lu Changsheng stopped his attack briefly, and stabbed his heart with his left hand.

The flesh in front of him had been pierced by the knife, and the severe pain made Lu Changsheng frown and stop the action forcibly.

Why?

Lu Changsheng looked at Wuliang Zhenshen's side with a serious expression.

He had clearly seen that [Reverse Fate Lock] hit the opponent, but why didn't the damage he caused to himself pass on to the opponent? !

Wuliang Zhenshen held the transparent line ejected by [Reverse Fate Lock] with one hand and asked coldly.

"Are you looking for this?"

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