Xiuxian is like this

but……

How much is still a little fluke.

In the past, he had nothing to do with the Heavenly Sword Sect. He pursued the Immortal Sword Intent in order to obtain a powerful skill. He had no feeling for the Heavenly Sword Sect, who was doomed to die in rebellion.

Neither good nor bad, don't care, just like passers-by.

Later, when I became familiar with Zhanhongqu and Zhanlexian, I felt that not all Tianjianzong were rebels, many people were pure swordsmen who were loyal to Qilijing or Tianjianzong's signature, and it was really wrong to beat them to death with a stick.

After Lian Lin, Wang Yan and other 47 conservative sword cultivators showed up, he assumed the pseudonym of the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, tilted his buttocks, and became more determined that the Heavenly Sword Sect's crimes should not be punished by death.

But now, Lu Bei has to admit that he is an ordinary person who is easily emotional, and feels that Tianjianzong is rotten and hopeless.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Lu Bei didn't say a word, the old devil Moxue shook his sleeves angrily: "This seat is the overall situation, and I don't have the same knowledge as a junior like you. I left quickly and disturbed the plans of the two families. You can't afford it."

"It's a little whimsical for a person to be independent in the game." Lu Bei sighed deeply.

"what?"

The ink blood old devil frowned, not knowing what Lu Bei was talking about.

"My suzerain said that you should kill..."

Lu Bei threw down the elder's saber and waved towards the distance, his eyes swept over the crowd of monsters and ghosts: "You..."

The black light broke through the void, and Dashitian surrounded Lu Bei with cheers.

"Damn!"

Chapter 4 and Five

Clang! ! !

Immortal sword intent was infused, and the black iron powder swayed from the pitch-black sky, revealing a holy sword body that was as white as snow.

Lu Bei raised his hands, grasping Dashitian tightly, and stepped forward, the extremely powerful sword intent exploded in an instant.

At the same time, the small world within the range of the sword light was also detonated.

The growth of the spiritual root brought a small world into reality, but in a short period of time, it is difficult to change the illusory trend, and his small world still cannot withstand his full blow.

"Crazy, dare!"

When the blade fell, all the demon cultivators were shattered along with the small world space. Not to mention the physical body, even the primordial spirit could not escape.

The eyes of the Moxue old devil are about to burst. He is a giant in the demonic way of Qiyan country. He can occupy a place in the Xiantian mansion where strong people gather. He has many younger brothers. He was beheaded by Lu Bei when he first arrived in Wu Zhou. How can he endure it?

He was furious, and he didn't care why Lu Bei disobeyed the wishes of his elders, why Lu Bei had a Nine Swords, his arms swung black ink and blood, and a pair of iron fists smashed towards the white light.

Rumbling--

A mushroom cloud exploded in the sky, and the air currents raged violently, sweeping away in all directions.

The 28 stars are swaying, only the full moon remains motionless.

The black figure staggered and fell into the sky.

The ink blood old devil raised his unconscious hands, and was shocked to find that the two indestructible iron arms were full of bones, and all the flesh and blood had been cut out by the sword light.

"Hoohoho!!!"

The ink blood old devil roared up to the sky, his body swelled by three meters, the blood light giant stepped into the sky, rubbed the air violently and burst into a howl, and killed Lu Bei in an instant.

Behind him, a blood wheel stretched out, and five figures sat cross-legged on it, from infant to teenager, youth, to middle age, and to old age in five life states.

Long River Blood Wheel.

The ink blood old devil waved his hands, and the magic formula twisted the void and folded the space in the small world.

The violent charge hit Lu Bei and stepped back step by step, his pupils shrank, and a serious look appeared on his face.

Seeing that the old devil has no face among all the monsters, he thought he was an ordinary guy, but he didn't expect his supernatural powers to be so extraordinary, three points more powerful than Lu Zhou, Zhu Xiuzhu and other veteran fusion stages.

"Junior, I will take your dog's life today!"

The black blood old devil screamed sharply, and clasped his hands together as his voice drifted.

In the next second, he raised his arms high, pinched his five fingers to burst a heavy air current, and smashed towards Lu Bei with a surge of blood.

Changhe's blood wheel glowed red, and the middle-aged figure stepped forward and punched, jumping off the wheel platform.The blood-colored body swelled against the wind, the thousand-meter giant stepped on the ground, looked up at the moon and stars, and the huge fists pushed forward layer by layer, compressing the folds of space, and directly pushed back a small illusory world.

Lu Bei was in it, clenched his fist with five fingers, and went straight to the giant's fist mark.

The four spirits of the sky suppressed the small world and erased the trembling space. The five elements and five phenomena came together, and the five beams of light were like a rushing river, bombarding the giant with waves and waves.

boom!boom!boom--

The scarlet giant punched continuously, each time getting heavier and bigger.

In an instant, the nine fist seals were superimposed, and the five-color brilliance faded away without a trace.

Breaking through the light curtain, what greeted the blood-colored giant was a beam of scorching white light that stretched to the sky...

The wind dragon roared, and the giant was covered in boundless white, and the sword lights strangled and cut, like ten thousand arrows, falling like a meteor, completely overwhelming the struggling giant in an instant.

In the small world, the sky and the earth were pale, and even the black and white foundations were all rendered white at this moment.

"puff!"

The ink blood old devil vomited blood, staggered back a few steps, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe that one of his avatars was easily beheaded.

With a move of his hand, blood droplets shot out like bullets, devouring a few demons who ran away, refining their flesh and blood essence, enriching their bodies, and barely regained two points of vitality.

"Junior, your sword intent... who are you?"

"The generation who slaughtered dogs."

Lu Bei had no expression on his face, and regarded the old Mo Xue as the elder of the Nine Swords. Da Shitian felt the anger of his master, and desperately inherited the immortal sword intent that could crush the sword.

The body of the sword became whiter and whiter, and the intent of the sword became heavier.

Lu Bei took a deep breath, and at the moment when his energy and spirit were at the peak, he slashed with his sword, and a vast white sea swept across the small world.

Down to the ground, up to the sky, devouring the stars and the moon, disrupting the illusory sky.

With a bang, half of the small world shattered.

The white light continued, killing black and white foundations, spilling over the Humen Mountains, erasing dozens of peaks in a row, and sinking a huge canyon.

The remaining demons wailed and died, the black-blooded old demon was seriously injured and fell down, and on the magic weapon Changhe blood wheel, after the middle-aged figure, the two life states of teenagers and youths disappeared.

Five out of three, leaving only babies and old people.

"Elder save me!!"

The ink blood old devil fell out of the small world, looked at Lu Bei standing in the dark void holding a sword, and felt that the arrival of the demon god was nothing more than that. He raised his head and shouted, hoping that the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect would come to clean up the door.

"No one can save you today."

A cold light flashed across Lu Bei's eyes, and the golden light fled away, killing the old Moxue, and the snow-white sword swept across, cutting off the old Moxue's head.

"The devil is messing with me!"

The ink blood old devil folded his arms in front of his chest, and the baby blood shadow rushed out of the blood wheel of the long river with a strange smile, and the red light was like lightning, directly sinking into the center of Lu Bei's eyebrows.

"Hahaha--"

Seeing this scene, the Moxue old devil couldn't help laughing loudly, swung his fist with one arm, and slammed Lu Bei's head straight away: "Young man, even if you have the ultimate sword intent, you can destroy the three incarnations of this seat, but the evil thoughts are in the head. Have you accepted the evil of 300 years of penance?"

hum! ! !

White light flashed.

The ink blood old devil looked at the shoulder-length broken arm in astonishment, and then saw Lu Bei holding the sword high in both hands, his eyes were clear and unmoved by the evil thoughts, and he froze in place, forgetting how to dodge.

Impossible, how could he not be troubled by magic thoughts?

Cultivating immortals is not like this, could it be... His evil thoughts are deeper than this seat?

Ripple cut through the flesh and blood, and cut it into two halves together with the space. On the Changhe blood wheel, the old man sitting cross-legged had not yet shown his supernatural powers, and was used by the black blood old devil to replace him for death, and it was cut into two neatly.

The white light swayed and spread, the dust billowed, cracks were everywhere, and the violent power changed the terrain of Humen Mountain, crushing all the peaks toppled over, and the sky was more than three feet high.

The ink blood old devil vomited blood and retreated, and his five incarnations were cut off one after another. Even if he was reborn with a broken arm, he did not dare to fight Lu Bei again.

With a look of fear on his face, he yelled frantically: "This seat was invited by the Heavenly Sword Sect to rescue you from the enemy Huangjizong. You are a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Why did you kill me so painfully? Wake up quickly. You can't kill me."

"I can."

At the side of Lu Bei's horizontal sword, he was about to draw the sword to slaughter, when he sensed two sword lights galloping towards him from a distance, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stepped forward and punched, exploding the bloody old Mo Xuemo, trampling him seriously injured underfoot.

Bang!

Bang!

Two figures of sword light landed on the ground at the same time, one with gray beard and majestic appearance, the other...

look familiar.

Kill Lexian.

Sensing the lingering familiar sword intent around him, guessing that the person who slaughtered the audience was Lu Bei, Zhan Lexian felt guilty and couldn't help swallowing.Looking at the eyes of the other party's suppressed anger, he subconsciously looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.

The situation is not right, this kid had a hippie smile in the past, why did he put so much pressure on me today?

"Who is coming?"

Lu Bei held the Dashitian in his hand and hung it over the head of the old demon Moxue. The latter coughed up blood and wailed and stretched out his hand towards the two sword repairmen: "Elder Wu, this man is crazy, save me quickly."

Elder Nine Swords, Da Jingtian, Wu Xian.

"Your Mightiness……"

Wu Xian didn't pay attention to the old Moxue, stared at Lu Bei with a pair of tiger eyes, and pondered: "But Lu Bei in Ningzhou, who is rumored to have learned the immortal sword?"

"Who are you?"

"Sky Sword Sect, Wu Xian."

Wu Xian's heart skipped a beat, and at the moment when Lu Bei's gaze was on his body, Jianxin was in a mess, and he suddenly felt a strong pressure.

The pressure from the top of the food chain made him feel deeply uncomfortable, and he tightened his hand tightly to feel better.

"What about you?"

Lu Bei looked at Zhan Lexian: "Who are you?"

"..."

"Speak, dumb?"

"Cut, cut Lexian."

Zhan Lexian pursed his lips and made a dry sound.

"What happened to the two elders?"

Lu Bei chuckled lightly: "Seeing the smoky atmosphere here, Mr. Lu guessed that there was a demon gathering to make trouble. When he took a closer look, he took a knife and dropped it, and killed him completely. Right now, only this lost dog is left. If the two of you feel elegant, Lu is willing to part with you and let you carry out the execution."

"I'm afraid...not very good."

Zhan Lexian opened his mouth dryly, but was stared at by Lu Bei, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to take a breath.

This scene made Wu Xian dumbfounded. In his impression, Zhan Lexian has always had a hot temper. Although I can't beat you, I am a diehard who refuses to accept. It is the first time I have seen you so honest.

"Since the two of you have no intentions, then Lu can only do it himself."

"No, this person is Heavenly Sword Sect Honor..."

Wu Xian turned pale with shock, before he finished speaking, a human head rolled to the ground, the violent sword intent annihilated life, under the blessing of Da Shitian's sharp edge, even the primordial spirit of the Dzogchen stage couldn't bear it.

Suddenly, a generation of magic masters died.

I don't know if there was a marquee flashing before his death. If so, think on the bright side and don't have to worry about the lightning during the tribulation period.

"you you……"

Wu Xian was furious, his face flushed to the color of a pig's liver, under the rage, Da Jingtian directed the sharp point down, and hit Lu Bei's chest and neck directly.

Ding!

The white sword holds the black sword.

Feeling the killing intent in the sword's edge, Lu Bei raised his eyebrows to look at Wu Xian, and asked indifferently, "Elder Wu, are you from Qinggan?"