Lu Haichen stood up and forced the Tianma who was approaching with one sword to retreat with his chance.

Immediately afterwards, a dull feeling as deep as the sea pressed against Tianma, Lu Haichen's eyes suddenly became deep and his breath was unpredictable.

At this time, they finally felt uneasy.

Among the three, the black turtle with the strongest defensive power of Pohua came forward...

A strange and unpredictable atmosphere enveloped them.

It was a feeling that could not be outlined in words, as if a lot of fine sword energy was drilled into the body from the pores, and the atmosphere made their chests feel stuffy.

Without seeing clearly, there was no sound, the black turtle figure had already flew out. After the soul turned into a strong defense, his confident defense was vulnerable, and his breastplate was broken, and he could see a clean and neat slash.

A mad lion is arrogant by nature, how can he fail?

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The lion roar shook the sky, the crazy and domineering sword technique was used, and the crazy lion burst sword.

Lu Haichen looked at the domineering and the chaotic swordsmanship came, but there was no slight turmoil.

At this time, Tianma went around the rear and blocked his retreat.

There are always many stupid people in this world who are not afraid of death, Lu Haichen thought so.

Perhaps, he is too powerful himself, and most people are foolish and out of reach in his eyes.

"Anyway, things have come to this point, it's impossible for you to leave."

Lu Haichen said indifferently, and had already made moves.

A golden figure attacked out from his body and rushed towards the Tianma.

Lu Haichen, a black phantom attacked out from his body, and broke the cracked sword with one sword, which made the crazy lion completely panic and a hint of fear in his heart.

"Who are you? Your strength has long surpassed the ninth level of the Swordsman, and even..."

The feeling this man gave him was as deep as the sea and out of reach.

This feeling has never been given to him by the sword master realm.

This person is really a level 9 of the swordsman?

At this time, the Tianma was knocked out, and the golden figure was a golden eagle.

The golden eagle swept its wings into a golden sword shadow, piercing the body of Tianma.

"Brother, hurry up and... run away!"

Now that things have come to this point, can you escape?

The three of them were killed and seriously injured, but he was not enough to face this person.

"Lu Haidu!"

In fact, Lu Haichen doesn't like to say his name very much, but he still said it, after all, there is nothing to hide from the dead.

This black shadow is actually a handsome young man with a different appearance than Lu Haichen, and he is obviously not alone.

He was dressed in black, with black hair flying, his face as white as snow, and his eyes as cold as ice.

This person is a soul, without any cultivation, and without any slight sword energy fluctuations. The Crazy Lion is keen to perceive, but he is a little unconfident.

"It seems that I lost. Not only did I not win the license plate, but I also took my brother's life."

The soul figure looked at him and could not see the joys and sorrows, but it seemed that the death of the mad lion had been determined to be unchanged.

He knew that he would die, and for some reason he breathed a sigh of relief and became calmer. Perhaps he needed heroic spirit, so he rushed forward to break the silence and weirdness.

When an unknown black sword passed through his head, the sword pierced through his eyebrows.

Before his death, he seemed to have seen a new world. Everything that he had seen since he could remember for more than ten years flashed in his mind like a sudden flash of flowers.

But for some reason, with a sense of relief, he returned to the darkness before coming to this world.

The soul returned to Lu Haichen's body, and with a thought, he killed the Xuan Turtle with extremely fast body skills and decisive sword skills.

"Ignorance of resistance, unnecessary provocation; but fate has long been destined."

Looking at the deep forest, I felt something.

On the other side, the new place is here.

Zhan Xinzhi rushed up in anger, and the trialists came up one by one, with colorful swordsmanship, fantasy figures, and sharp sword weapons.

But Zhan Xinzhi resolved one by one, which made Yang Qing's face look fierce and a little gloomy.

"A group of waste, I have more than 100 people. No matter how first he is or a talented genius, I don't believe that he can defeat me."

"All of the fun, this kid must die today."

The dense figures pressed up, Zhan Xinzhi's eyes were deep, and he looked at Yang Qing through the many figures.

"You've stepped on my bottom line."

Zhan Xinzhi said calmly, but he repelled the people who surrounded him.

If they dodge or retreat, these people can't do anything to him for a moment.

In Zhan Xinzhi's body, the black butterfly flew away from the roses and flew in the dantian, and gradually many phantoms appeared.

The butterflies actually flew out from his body and flew around him.

The slightly strange scenery will show the elegance and depth of the new temperament.

"Black Butterfly!"

However, Zhan Xinzhi was also attracted by this wonderful change and never avoided the ordinary sword.

The shoulder was pierced, but a butterfly flew towards the man who injured Zhan Xinzhi and entered the man's body without any obstacles.

After a moment, the man suddenly showed bitterness on his face, and then his expression was ferocious. His body suddenly collapsed and turned into black dust and disappeared. Only a black butterfly that had become much larger and condensed was left, flew into Zhan Xin's body.

Suddenly, a powerful sword energy, a vitality, and some sporadic memories spread.

Suddenly, the body was full of energy, the mind was clear, and the five senses were clearly sensed.

This sword spirit is really mysterious and has such benefits. It can seize the cultivation and vitality of others into one's own body.

Everyone around stopped and did not dare to move forward rashly.

However, someone was thinking about it. Since he couldn't get close, he would use swordsmanship...

So, a huge sword technique enveloped everyone around Zhan Xinzhi, and the chaotic sword shadows intertwined and the runes shone.

Blood splattered in an instant.

Five or six figures died instantly.

When Yang Qing saw this scene, she smiled deeply: "This is Li Xue's material for doing big things."

Yang Qing's eyes fell on a young man with a white and thin face, and a naturally cunning face. It was obvious that Yang Qing highly praised his ruthless style of doing things.

When Zhan Xinzhi was about to change, the changes in the body were surging, and the full energy filled the whole body, and the body had double phantoms.

The butterflies outside the body return to the dantian, but the thunderfish and the origin of the attributes show signs of integration.

After the thunderfish and cloud attribute origin blend, it is still in the form of a fish, but it becomes like a illusion and reality.

Outside his body, Zhan Xinzhi remained silent, and the swordsmanship could not hurt him at all.

Yang Qing saw that Zhan Xinzhi's surface light appeared and the flowing light overflowed, and he knew that he was going to make a breakthrough.

"You can't be allowed to succeed!"

If he was allowed to break through to the sword master realm at this time, that would be fine. I am afraid no one here could control him.

The figure flew out, and a sword weapon in his hand was unsheathed. There was a sound of wind and thunder surging. The mind was 100 meters away. The flowers and plants were broken silently. Everyone retreated one after another, with only two people following behind him, his guard and Bai Xubai.

The thunderfish that fuses cloud attributes, when they meet the fallen butterfly, instantly turns into white dust, and merge with the fallen butterfly, and bits of fluorescent dust fall on the fallen butterfly's wings.

When the last slight dust lands in Zhan Xin's body.

Changes in the body, all the energy gathers into the body of the fallen feather butterfly.

The sword energy becomes more solid and richer, and has three attributes.

Yang Qing, who was approaching, ignored the wonderful defensive power in her hand and stabbed Zhan Xinzhi's chest. Her other hand was facing Zhan Xinzhi's head, instantly exerting sword skills and beheading the sword.

However, Zhan Zhan Xinzhi came back from his breakthrough ignorance, and his hand was mixed with the condensed black sword energy to break the sword technique, and almost cut off Yang Qing's left hand.

He wanted to pull the sword and retreat, and Zhan Xinzhi's hand cut the demon in his neck, but he had no choice but to let go and retreat.
Chapter completed!