The drizzle was drizzling.

The atmosphere between the scenes is extremely strange.

Lu Chen didn't say anything anymore.

The man in black looked at the sword with a nervous look.

Fortunately, the sword that maintained the victory or defeat hand still did not change at all.

The wind is calm.

Then the harsh laughter of the man in black came from the stone wall.

Lu Chen sighed and stood up with all his last strength.

He was preparing to use Qiankun's power to kill the man in black, which was also the last resort now.

boom.

A violent vortex of spiritual power hit his face, knocking Lu Chen to the ground again.

It turned out that the man in black had successfully broken through the shackles and fell from the stone wall to the ground.

The long sword in his hand turned into a cold light, and the tip of the sword pierced directly into Lu Chen's eyebrows.

Without any hold back, the sword was amazing and he was moving forward.

It was already a moment of life and death.

.....

Lu Chen was covered in blood, but the eyes were so clean and bright from beginning to end. Even when facing the flying sword that was racing, there was no emotional ups and downs.

According to his deduction, the other party had to break the shackles at one o'clock in the evening, but he had not fought for many years, so there was a slight deviation in his judgment of the other party's strength level.

And it was just this mistake that made him fall into a state of almost death.

"It seems that it is still a little too forced after all, with the mortal world realm."

Lu Chen took a deep breath, then stretched his hands to the sides and turned his fists into palms.

He hadn't given up yet, and it seemed that he wanted to take the sword with his bare hands!

When the man in black saw this scene, he sneered: "Looking for death!"

With a thought, the long-storming sword became even more powerful.

....

There was no sign of death on Lu Chen's face, and he even seemed a little casual, because at this moment of life and death, he didn't even look at the flying sword.

"I have seen countless swords in my life, and none of them can give me a headache like you."

Lu Chen turned his head and looked at the black ancient sword that was "stubborn" and inserted into the ground. The moonlight fell on the sword body, emitting a gray luster, and there was a strange monster with the red hilt.

The boy rolled his eyes for the first time, and the child said in a heart-to-heart manner: "Isn't it just that he looks better? I am born with a sword fetus? What's so magical?"

"Bang!"

The next moment, Lu Chen's hands suddenly closed.

Ru, the monk from Leiyin Temple bent down to salute, and then a long sword appeared in his palm.

The death-savage sword in front was easily pressed firmly in the palm of his hand!

The strong airflow blew towards us, and the boy's long shawl flew backwards, and the rapid and harsh friction sound suddenly echoed between the cliffs.

The sword body made a low trembling sound, like a dragon trapped on land.

Then blood slowly dripped from the sword, which was the blood from Lu Chen's palm, dripping to the ground.

Yes, he successfully caught the sword of the peak without a distance.

And it's bare hands.

....

A moment later, a breeze blew by.

The man in black flashed two meters in front of the boy.

The fierce fighting methods and ruthless spirit of the master of the Ungain Realm emerged at this moment

He saw the boy's technique of talking forever, but he was not too shocked. His subconscious fear made him want to end the battle as soon as possible.

A punch was blown out, and it was like thunder.

This is a punch containing all his spiritual power. As long as it hits, the other party will have no chance of survival.

"Go to die!"

The man in black roared so crazy for the first time, but a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged into his heart.

He seemed to have forgotten something.

....

The red light fades, and the cold light appears.

Changes arise again!

Lu Chen and the man in black both saw this sharp light.

A crisp penetration sounded above the cliff square.

Then...then there is no more.

The fist finally stopped in front of the boy's nose.

The long sword in Lu Chen's hand no longer struggled, as if he had lost his vitality.

The boy looked at the scene in front of him quietly.

The black ancient sword that did not show any vitality from beginning to end passed through the left head of the man in black, and then broke out from his temple on the right, causing waves of blood to gush.

Like fireworks and firecrackers igniting, it is gorgeous and spectacular.

With a thud, the man in black could no longer speak and his knees thundered.

Until his death, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

...

The night is quieter, and the moonlight appears and disappears.

At this time, there was only a young man, a corpse, and a flying sword left on the cliff.

The ancient sword circled three times in the sky, washed away the blood on the sword with the help of rain, and then slowly flew to the boy.

Lu Chen sat cross-legged, while adjusting his injuries, looking at the inability to see the amazing ancient sword, and felt that the more he looked, the more he was happy.

Lu Chen took the initiative to speak, "Let's talk?"

The boy seemed to be much more enthusiastic about swords than people.

As soon as the words fell, a black light emanated from the sword body, and then an illusory outline of a figure appeared in the air, and the face was hard to see clearly.

"Yun Sheng."

Jian Ling looked at him and spoke with an empty voice, and was still a woman.

Lu Chen was not surprised by this and said, "Lu Chen."

"Lu Chen, can you really take me out and have a look?"

The female sword spirit said seriously: "I'm talking about the real outside, the entire continent."

Lu Chen looked into the distance and said, "I have seen the whole world before, but now I'm almost forgotten, so we can go together."

The female sword spirit looked at him silently, and after a while, she said, "It's okay to ask me to recognize you as the Lord, but I have three problems."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Say."

....

"You sword cultivators always say that you want to use sword to prove the truth. Have you ever thought about how the sword can prove the truth?"

"What Tao is achieved? I have a sword in my hand, and what I go in my heart is, even if the Tao is ahead, it is just a matter of my sword."

...

"What should I do if I meet an opponent I can't beat?"

"run."

"I thought you would say that the sword cultivator will always only draw swords to the stronger ones."

"What's the sword without life? This is a very stupid question."

"How many times have you run before?"

"No."

"Why?"
To be continued...