The ice shield was finally completely broken, and the sword energy without any hindrance rushed forward.

Mo Tianzao, who was wielding the two swords with all his strength, had no strength left. He could only drag the Qinghong Sword, staring at Lu Yuan, and kept chanting, "Qinghong Sword, kill him! Kill him!"

Lu Yuan held the sword in front of him, his hands shook, "Destroying the evil sword, knot!"

"Click! Click! Click!——"

Ice blocks continued to condense on the sword energy that swept forward, and its speed also continued to weaken. Before the sword energy swept towards the door in front of Lu Yuan, it was completely frozen and stood horizontally in the sky.

Lu Yuan stretched out his finger and flicked it.

"Bang!——"

The huge ice block instantly turned into broken ice and fell down. The sword energy also split into pieces along with the ice block and fell to the ground.

Mo Tian's face instantly turned pale.

How can this be?!

This is impossible!

This is his biggest killer move, how could it be broken so easily?!

[System prompt: Mo Tian, ​​the son of luck, is mentally damaged, his luck value is reduced by 500, and the host villain’s luck value is increased by 1,000!]

[Current villain’s luck value: 2300!]

Lu Yuan stood upright, holding the knife, and looked intently at the systematic mark appearing on Mo Tian's head.

[Mo Tian, ​​the son of luck, remaining luck value: 1500! (cannot be killed)]

Ah......

Lu Yuan looked at the dejected Mo Tian not far away with contempt, "Mo Tian, ​​you are just a salted fish. Even if you try your best to stand up, you are still a salted fish."

"Stop struggling, this is your life!"

Mo Tian stood with his sword in hand. Listening to Lu Yuan's sarcastic words, his body was trembling slightly, and something seemed to be gradually collapsing in his heart.

Yan Zhuo noticed something was wrong with Mo Tian and immediately said: "Boy Tian! Don't think about anything, just give your body to me!"

Mo Tian closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his whole aura changed.

A pair of calm eyes appeared in front of Lu Yuan again.

"Hey, senior, are you on the number?"

Lu Yuan had a faint smile on his lips. He looked harmless, but the sharp light of the sword in his hand reminded him that Lu Yuan had just used this sword to defeat Mo Tian miserably.

"Shengzi Lu, you are fine."

Yan Zhuo greeted him calmly, but he was making calculations in his heart.

Even though Yan Zhuo was sure to take Mo Tian away from here, looking at Mo Tian's appearance just now, it was clear that Lu Yuan had become Mo Tian's inner demon. If he left so easily, Mo Tian was afraid that he would be everywhere when he was practicing.

If you are blocked, it will be difficult to continue to improve yourself!

But if you want to kill Lu Yuan...

Yan Zhuo's eyes paused and fell on Cao Hong.
Chapter completed!