Mortal's journey to immortality

Seeing that Old Tong, who was still lively and fighting alongside him five breaths ago, disappeared into nothingness just like that, the Sword Master trembled all over.

He was afraid. He was really afraid from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help but tremble and said: "You, you, you...you, how on earth did you do it!"

Such a grand and majestic blade skill requires an infusion of profound and vast magical power.

If it were him, even if he was drained dry it would still not be enough.

As the saying goes, those involved are often confused while bystanders can see things more clearly, but when it comes to Tong Lao's death, the opposite is true.

He mistakenly thought that it was Wang Lu's blade that killed Tong Lao, but in fact there was another equally important reason, which was the extremely short time gap of one percent of a breath that slowed down the snow pupil's illumination.

If Wang Lu wanted to make a strong man like Tong Lao firmly believe that the person he killed was Wang Lu’s true body, he had to stay where he was.

Of course, we have to admit that Tong Lao's speed, when his body was raised five times, was as fast as thunder and lightning, which was incredibly fast.

But no matter how fast he was, in Wang Lu's eyes he was still five thousand times slower.

It was as if he had seen through his actions in advance, allowing Wang Lu to precisely control that one percent of momentum, which allowed Tong Lao to believe that he could kill him without arousing suspicion, while also allowing him to narrowly avoid Tong Lao's fatal blow and release the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade at that moment.

Looking at the current world of immortal cultivation, only Xuetong can do it quietly and without leaving any flaws.

As for the blade formation, Wang Lu's eyes suddenly turned cold.

This was not the work of "Wulian", but the "Thousand Threads of Blades" which had been with him since he was weak and helped him survive disasters and kill powerful enemies.

Before he reached the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation, the power of this formation was already inferior to that of "Boundless", because even if he used up all his magic power and exhausted his spiritual awareness, he could not release the eighth and a half levels of the Blade Formation.

Now that he has reached the late stage of Spirit Transformation, he has enough magic power and spiritual awareness to pour into it and fully stimulate it.

Billions of blades were so sharp, destructive and violent that they could kill anyone who stood in their way. Anyone who touched them would die immediately, not to mention being caught in it, where they would die without a burial place, without even a trace left.

Too domineering and brutal, its power surpasses that of "Infinite"!

"Thousands of Blades" once again became a trump card in his hand, charging into battle for him and defeating powerful enemies for him!

snort!

Wang Lu looked directly at Jian Jun as if he were a dead person.

The two of them were extremely cruel and decided to kill him. If he didn't have a strong physique, he would have died under the black sword thread.

Tong Lao first deliberately revealed a flaw to divert his attention, and then Jian Jun launched a fatal sword.

Their stealth was so sophisticated that it didn't alert him at all, and even Xuetong couldn't detect any clues. It seemed that they must have used a magical treasure.

The two of them have lived up to the famous saying "either don't do it, or do it to the extreme". Hey, the same would be true for him.

But your target is me, and you want to take my life. Since I have survived by chance, you should be prepared to die.

Wang Lu is never merciful to his enemies. Since the feud has been made, the only way to resolve it is that either you die or I live.

Wang Lu turned a deaf ear to Sword Master's words.

"Come!"

Wang Lu shouted loudly, and with a "clang", the sky seemed to shake and the earth was trembling, and a powerful golden stick came into his hand.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wang Lu made a few gun flowers with one hand, and a few tiny golden suns dyed the sky and the earth into pure gold, and went straight into the eyes of the Sword Lord.

No matter what, he was an extremely powerful man. Even if he was frightened, he recovered quickly with indifference in his eyes.

He understood the principle of "failed ambush and being killed instead" and was prepared for it.

Give it a try and leave life or death to fate.

"call!"

Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind rose from the ground and spread out, causing a buzzing sound in the sky within a radius of five miles.

This was not a sharp sound, but an explosive sound caused by countless tiny sword lights, sword threads, cutting, piercing and crushing the void.

At the same time, looking up, I saw a pure black electric wire jumping and shuttling at a dazzling speed in the layers of clouds, like a black fish swimming in the waves. Every time it disappeared and reappeared, its number increased exponentially.

In one breath, the number of electric wires reached 100,000, and in one and a half breaths, it reached over 100 million. Along with it, the thick clouds and fog within a radius of five miles in the sky disappeared completely.

A devastating aura of thunder shook the heaven and earth, threatening to destroy all things in heaven and earth.

This is a combination of thunder and lightning with a sword, and it is a powerful mutant of thunder and lightning, Black Thunder.

"The call is coming!"

Sword Master Xue's eyebrows moved and he shouted.

"Click."

There was a loud thunderclap and "boom", and the heaven and earth seemed to shake.

A beam of pure and flawless black electricity shot into the black sword in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

A six-petal flower of light bloomed on the sword, so glossy and dazzlingly black that it shocked people, as if “black could be so beautiful”.

The Sword Master was unusually calm, with no expression on his face. He spoke rapidly, like a string of cannonballs: "Encircle and entangle, pierce and chop, pierce with lightning speed, startle ghosts and gods, and let the sword twist and turn with its mind."

"Black lightning flashes across the sky, and the sword destroys the sky!"

"Mie Kong!"

"Swish, brush, brush, brush..."

"Shhhhhhhhhh..."

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo..."

Suddenly, the black lightning, sword light, sword beam, and sword thread all disappeared. In an instant, a deep square black hole, ten feet high and long, and bottomless, pierced through the space where Wang Lu was in the distance in front of him. Like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, Wang Lu was swept away and disappeared without a trace.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

After using the Sword of Destroying the Sky, the Sword Master could not stop coughing. With his sword intent exerting all his might, this was the most profound magical power in his "Black Lightning Sword Art", combining the black lightning's ability to destroy everything with the sword's unparalleled sharpness into one. Furthermore, the Black Lightning Sword Art itself involved some spatial constraints, so it could be said to be a top-level killing weapon that could kill anyone and dominate the world.

So far, this is the second time he has used this magical power that has not been used for three thousand years.

The first time, he used "Miekong" to kill an extremely powerful person from outer space, and made great achievements for the secret clan.

However, every time he used it, three hundred years of his life would be taken away. He originally had six hundred years left, but it was reduced by half in an instant.

Three hundred years, my precious three hundred years!

Although he had killed Wang Lu to pieces, the hatred in his heart was still so strong.

"not good!"

"Crack!" "Boom!" It was like a thunderclap out of nowhere. He seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He jumped up and was about to run away.

However, it was too late to say anything. If he had thought of this serious problem earlier, he might have been able to escape and be taken away by Xugu just like Ren Yuan.

So, the question is, what exactly is that serious problem?

The answer is, if Wang Lu died, no matter what, the bluestone would not be buried by the sword, at this moment it should be like a stream of green water, quietly floating in the air.

But what about the bluestone? Its disappearance proves that Wang Lu is not dead.

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Let me say a few words. I have been very tired recently. I work almost life-threateningly from 6:30 in the morning to 11:00 at night every day. I really don't have much time to write. I only have an hour for lunch at noon, and half an hour in the morning and evening.

This situation may last for about a month, please forgive me!