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"Yang Wu..."

Yang Wei roared loudly, his face full of anger and disbelief.

He never thought that Lu Ren had the ability to kill Yang Wu instantly with one sword.

The speed of this sword was so fast that even he couldn't react.

"You have actually entered the third level of the Divine Ancestor!"

Yang Wei roared angrily and waved his hands. The waves in the west condensed into a big hand and slapped towards Lu Ren.

Lu Ren's face changed slightly, and the Senluo Ghost Emperor Sword slashed towards the big hand.

However, when Lu Ren swung his sword at the big hand, he was knocked flying backwards.

Lu Ren knew that he was no match for his opponent. If he continued to fight, he would surely die. So without hesitation, he turned around and flew away.

This Western Zhou space is completely blocked by a water wall, which must be broken, otherwise it will be impossible to escape.

"break!"

Lu Ren roared and unleashed the Fire Dragon Evil Sword. With one slash of the sword, a huge fire dragon sword energy swept over and slammed into the water wall, but was shattered by the impact.

"How can it be so easy to escape from my water cage sealing technique?"

Yang Wei sneered and waved his arm again. Huge waves swept in and continuously hit Lu Ren.

Lu Ren madly unleashed the Fire Dragon Evil Sword and resisted frantically.

Although he could barely block Yang Wei's attack with the help of the strange fire, Yang Wei was a true seventh-level Divine Ancestor, and the original power in his body was at least over ten thousand Dao. Even if he stepped into the Western Divine Ancestor, he was still far from being his opponent.

After more than ten consecutive collisions, Lu Ren was finally defeated and flew backwards, and was caught by the big hand formed by the waves behind him.

That big hand actually contained a kind of space-sealing power, making it difficult for him to resist.

"Do you want to use the Fate Void Sword Soul?"

Lu Ren frowned and looked at Yang Wei slowly flying towards him, but he saw the unconscious Li Muwan suddenly stood up, holding a golden rope in her hand and throwing it towards Yang Wei.

Yang Wei's attention was all on Lu Ren, and he didn't expect that Li Muwan was not unconscious at all. She was caught off guard and trapped by the rope.

"Li Muwan, you are not unconscious!"

Yang Wei was shocked and struggled frantically, but found that the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became.

This is a seven-pattern divine weapon, the God-Trapping Curse Rope. Once activated, it can trap any powerful god.

Of course, in order to activate this magical weapon, a huge amount of energy is consumed in the body.

"Of course I am pretending, otherwise how could I trap you?"

Li Muwan smiled triumphantly, her hands continuously bursting out the world's ancestral power, adding it to the soul-binding tight curse rope, and said: "Lu Ren, run away!"

"Mu Chen, don't let him get away. This God-binding Curse Rope won't be able to trap me for long!"

Yang Wei said loudly.

At this time, because Yang Wei was trapped, his magic was also lifted, and the sea water of Western Zhou had already dissipated.

The middle-aged man named Mu Chen waved his arms, and his body, like vines, also rushed towards Lu Ren.

Lu Ren's eyes flashed and he quickly fled away, avoiding the attack of the vines.

However, before Lu Ren had run ten kilometers, Mu Chen chased after him.

"Don't even think about escaping from me!"

Mu Chen said coldly.

"Since you can't escape, I'll kill you!"

Lu Ren was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and the sword spirit of destiny and nothingness burst out and pierced through Mu Chen's body.

"Sword Soul? Are you a ancient warrior?"

Mu Chen was shocked.

Ancient warriors would also be familiar with them on his ancient planet. Many people had escaped the catastrophe a hundred thousand years ago.

However, apart from the older generation of strong ancient warriors, very few young people can rise to prominence.

But this Lu Ren is obviously a rising genius.

Mu Chen held a wooden sword in his hand and chopped it out, shattering Lu Ren's sword spirit.

"kill!"

Lu Ren rushed forward, and the three evil swords burst out continuously, slashing towards Mu Chen. The terrifying sword force left traces in the void.

"ridiculous!"

Mu Chen sneered and used the wooden sword in his hand to frantically block the attack.

clang clang clang!

After a series of collisions, Lu Ren suffered heavy damage, but he did not retreat. Instead, his attacks became more and more fierce.

"puff!"

Mu Chen spat out a mouthful of blood and said in shock: "How is it possible?"

His attacks clearly crushed Lu Ren and even injured him, but he was also hurt with every attack.

"kill!"

Lu Ren leaped forward and attacked Mu Chen again with a sword.

"court death!"

Mu Chen roared like a volcano erupting. The power of his blood burst out instantly, and his momentum was like a rainbow, like the arrival of the god of war.

His hands were frantically forming seals like the wind, and a large number of vines in his body swept out like a dragon emerging from the sea, interweaving into a huge wooden axe. With unparalleled power, it broke through the void and chopped towards Lu Ren's sword like a mountain crushing an egg.

boom!

There was a loud bang, like thunder in the sky, deafening.

The huge wooden axe and the Senluo Ghost Emperor Sword collided with each other, forming a terrifying wave, which turned into a storm and swept across the Western Zhou Dynasty.

"die!"

Mu Chen roared again, his voice like a loud bell, shaking Lu Ren's body. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and crashed into a distant mountain, smashing it into pieces.

Mu Chen also spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body shook violently, as if his bones were breaking.

"What's the matter?"

Mu Chen roared in disbelief. He had clearly completely crushed Lu Ren, but he himself was injured.

"Hahaha, suffer death!"

Lu Ren completely ignored his injured body and rushed to Mu Chen again like a tiger. He formed seals with his hands and performed the Bagua Judgment Technique.

hoo hoo hoo!

One after another, giant beasts flew out from the Bagua diagram and pounced on Mu Chen like a hungry tiger. The terrifying offensive enveloped Mu Chen.

Lu Ren and Mu Chen were only three realms apart, so the effect of the fate transfer was reduced a lot, but it was only reduced by half.

If they fought openly, Lu Ren would definitely not be a match for Mu Chen as there was a big gap in strength between the two sides.

But Lu Ren bestowed his own destiny on Mu Chen, and half of any injuries suffered by Lu Ren would be inflicted on Mu Chen.

Now, Lu Ren took advantage of Mu Chen's serious injury and unleashed the Eight Trigrams Judgment Technique, catching Mu Chen off guard and wanting to kill Mu Chen in one fell swoop.

"What kind of sword spirit is this?"

Mu Chen roared and waved the wooden sword in his hand wildly like a storm, constantly resisting the attack of the Bagua Judgment Technique.

Bang bang bang!

One giant beast after another came forward, attacking madly like a tide.

Lu Ren completely ignored the consumption of the world's ancestral power in his body, and like a mad lion, he desperately maintained the Bagua Judgment Technique.

Bang bang bang!

In the sky, violent collisions continued to erupt. Under the bombardment of so many giant beasts, Mu Chen was completely unable to withstand it.

"What is the origin of this Lu Ren? He has the power of three supreme fighters. This guy actually has the power of three supreme fighters!"

Mu Chen was terrified and began to think about retreating.