People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

This time, he used a little more strength.

The power of the second sword is naturally more terrifying than the first, and it even has a kind of overwhelming power.

With a "bang", the Qingju swordsman's sword was still easily blocked by Lu Chen.

The Qingju Swordsman's expression became more and more ugly. Although he did not believe that Lu Chen's strength was so strong, Lu Chen's performance clearly told him that Lu Chen's strength was indeed so terrifying.

He used the third knife again.

However, Lu Chen easily took the third blow.

He used four, five, six, seven, and eight sword strikes in succession. Each strike was stronger and more powerful than the last, but he still failed to take Lu Chen down.

After these five strikes, he still couldn't do anything to Lu Chen.

At this moment, after performing five consecutive sword strikes, his face turned pale. Obviously, performing these five consecutive sword strikes was also a huge consumption for him.

Often the more powerful the technique is, the greater the consumption is.

Therefore, it can only be used as a trump card and will never be used lightly.

It is true that this powerful martial art consumes a huge amount of physical strength and true energy every time it is performed.

The same is true for the Nine Proud Swords. Every time he uses one of the swords, it is a huge consumption for him.

Of course, as a ninth-grade grandmaster, Qingju Swordsman can still withstand this consumption.

"How can you take it?"

The Qingju swordsman's face turned pale.

The peerless swordsmanship that he was so proud of was easily blocked by Lu Chen. What he found hard to accept was that every time Lu Chen just casually swung his sword, he was able to block his proud nine swords.

It's unbelievable.

Lu Chen's strength shocked him. It was obvious that he had underestimated Lu Chen's strength.

"What is your cultivation level?"

The Qingju swordsman asked in a hoarse voice.

"Didn't I just say that? My cultivation is only slightly higher."

Lu Ran said calmly.

"A little taller than me..."

The Qingju swordsman muttered to himself.

Then, his face changed, and he suddenly thought of something. He looked at Lu Chen in shock: "You, you actually broke through to the Yin-Yang Realm. Only the Yin-Yang Realm can be so powerful. But how is it possible? You are so young, how could you break through to the Yin-Yang Realm."

He didn't expect that Lu Chen, at such a young age, had already broken through to the Yin-Yang Realm among the four realms of heaven and man.

At this moment, he regretted deeply in his heart that he should not have coveted the treasures on Lu Chen's body and thus provoked a powerful man in the fourth realm of heaven and man.

These are the four realms of heaven and man. There are only a handful of strong people in the four realms of heaven and man in all the countries on the entire continent.

He provoked a strong man from the four realms of heaven and man. Although he was a ninth-grade grandmaster and only one step away from the Yin-Yang realm, the difference in strength was huge.

It would be useless for him to regret now. Even if he knelt down and kowtowed to Lu Chen and begged for mercy, Lu Chen might not let him go.

He still has one last strike, which is a combination of the previous eight strikes, and the power it unleashes is a hundred times more powerful than the previous eight strikes.

Whether you can survive depends on this last knife.

The Qingju Swordsman thought that although Lu Chen was a powerful Yin-Yang Realm warrior, he must have just broken through. His last sword might be able to injure Lu Chen, thus buying himself time to escape.

He still believed in the power of the last blow.

"In that case, take my last blow!"

The Qingju swordsman said with a serious look.

The Nine Proud Swords, the last sword has eighty-eight sixty-four variations, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. With a hundred times the power, it is enough to hurt a warrior in the Yin-Yang realm.

"Okay, since you are a ninth-rank grandmaster, I will give you a chance."

Lu Chen looked at the Qingju swordsman, and watched calmly as he performed his last strike.

For Lu Chen, this last strike might be really powerful, but it would take a really amazing blow for the Qingju swordsman to hurt him.

He did not try to stop it, but wanted to see how much of a surprise this final blow from the ninth-rank grandmaster, who used all his strength, could bring him.

At his current level, only a strong man in the fourth realm of heaven and man can defeat him, let alone a mere ninth-grade grandmaster.

"Boom!"

Under Lu Chen's gaze, the Qingju swordsman unleashed his final blow.

As the last sword strikes, the sky and the earth change color, the wind rises and the clouds surge, and the spiritual energy within a thousand-meter radius gathers madly towards the Qingju swordsman.

A huge and terrifying knife shadow appeared in the air, covering the sky and the sun, startling all the sleeping people within a radius of hundreds of meters.

They walked out of the house and looked at the knife shadow shrouded in the sky, and were stunned.

"what is this?"

"Oh my god, is this a knife? Is this a divine method?"

"Mom, look! There's a fairy!"

……

The people nearby looked at the huge knife curtain in the sky with terrified expressions. Only the young children who were not yet sensible would clap their hands excitedly when they saw this scene, thinking they had seen a god.

The Qingju swordsman looked at the last blow he had unleashed with a smug sneer on his face. He had used all his strength in this blow, which had drained all of his energy.

If this blow fails to seriously injure Lu Chen, he will definitely lose.

However, he was confident that with this strike, he could hurt Lu Chen even if Lu Chen was really a strong man in the Yin-Yang realm.

"He does have some strength. It's quite rare for him to be able to perform such a strike."

Lu Chen looked at the power of this sword and nodded secretly. This Qingju swordsman was indeed a ninth-grade grandmaster and still had some strength. This last sword was indeed very terrifying.

I’m afraid that ordinary Yin-Yang realm warriors may not be able to handle it.

Faced with the power of this knife, Lu Chen did not dare to be careless.

"Oh my god, let's retreat!"

When Zhui Ming saw the horror of the knife, his expression changed. He immediately put down the wine in his hand, screamed, and dodged at the fastest speed in his life.

Li Mochou and the others also retreated quickly to avoid being affected and distracting Lu Chen.

Lu Chen had a solemn expression, holding a long sword, and looked at the knife shadow in the sky with sharp eyes.

He swung the sword in his hand violently, and a shocking sword light broke through the air and slammed into the huge sword shadow that covered the sky with lightning speed.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the sword light that shot up into the sky and the knife shadow that covered the sky and the sun collided violently in mid-air, and suddenly a series of earth-shaking noises erupted.

The sword light and knife shadow exploded instantly, and the terrifying air waves rushed in all directions. Even in mid-air, the powerful aftermath swept through like a typhoon, instantly destroying the houses on the ground.

When the people in the town saw this scene, their faces suddenly changed and they screamed. Some of them fell to the ground trembling, while others fled frantically in fear.