Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 598: : Do n’t you mess up?

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Boom!

On the performance martial field, chaotic sword energy exploded in full swing. The sword energy catalyzed by the fairy sword rouge tears has the terrifying power to destroy Yuanying real people. The whole Yanwuchang shook the mountain for a while, and the continuous mountain range as the scene was broken from the middle, and the mountain collapsed to the two sides respectively, arousing the huge dust that rushed to the sky.

For many wise monks present at the scene, they are not scared by such scenes. But no one thought that Wang Lu was so strong as soon as he opened!

This is really a genuine sword of cracking the mountain. As a head-to-head appetizer, it is too rich. Everyone at the scene asked themselves, almost no one under Yuanying dare to say that he was sure to take the sword just now.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the name of the legendary Jin Dan. Although Wang Lu's fame relied more on wisdom rather than force, his force did indeed worthy of his reputation.

Only Wang Lu himself, frowned slightly after a sword shot, and was not satisfied with the sword's results. The landslides and landslides seem to be gorgeous and eye-catching, but for the sword repair in his realm, it can only show that most of the energy is wasted on environmental destruction, and the real target needs to be wrong.

The little bald head really has two hands, it can escape the rapid chaos of lightning, and one of the 100 golden dans is good.

On the other side, Luo Xiao also had a lingering fear. This black-clad smiling bald barely stood in the cracked mountain, and then asked aloud: "Wang, Wang Ludaoyou? Will it be gentler for the first time? "

Wang Lu smiled and said: "Yeah, if you can't avoid it, there won't be any pain, and it will disappear in an instant, is it not gentle enough?"

Luo Xiao shuddered: "Here, I am still thankful for this tenderness."

His voice did not fall, his figure flew out like lightning, and at the next moment, there was a rouge-colored sword light puncturing the sky from the bottom up.

"It's pretty easy to hide."

On the other side, Wang Lu dissatisfiedly withdrew the sword tactic held in his left hand. This was the first time he created his own Chaos Sky Stolen Battle, and he returned without success.

Unlike Chaos Sword, which blasts through everything in front, Chaos Stealing Sky Sword is more based on the slender and delicate qualities of the fairy sword rouge tears. After the sharp sword energy is infinitely compressed, it pierces the opponent silently.

Absolutely powerful penetrating power and concealment that no one can detect make this sword the most powerful sneak attack weapon in Wang Lu's hands. Wang Lu originally planned to use this trick on the master sister Zhu Shiyao to see if her star god's eyes could see through the camouflage of the fairy sword.

As a result ... It seems that there is no need to find the master and sister to insult yourself. You ca n’t even hide this bald head. How can you hide the eyes of the stars?

After all, the completion degree of Chaos Stolen Sky Sword is only 30% after all, and we cannot expect too much at this stage. But in any case, Luo Xiao's performance has already increased Wang Lu's vigilance.

Maybe it is multi-minded, or it may be that it naturally discriminates against the bald party. Wang Lu does not really like this sunny Luo Xiao.

"Wang Ludaoyou ’s sword is so powerful, silent and partial, and amazingly powerful, almost penetrated."

In mid-air, Luo Xiao ’s black robe fully unfolded, and two dark wings separated from his body, slowly inciting a large shadow on the ground, and supporting him to maintain his shape in the landslide. The shiny forehead was covered with sweat and shone in the sun.

In the next moment, an unprecedented intense light bursts out from above his head, which is more dazzling several times than the blazing sun above him, and dozens of times of light are enough to blind people in an instant. Wang Lu was just looking up at his opponent at this time. The strong light punctured him, but he could not open his eyes. And this glare has a more penetrating magic, making the five senses resonate, hearing, taste, smell ... also lost their sharpness.

But Wang Lu is not distracted, holding the rouge tears in his right hand, inflating the Wuxiang Sword Wai at an alarming rate, rowing mountains and seas. The left hand is pressed against the chest, pulling out his own magical power. Thousands of remnant swords set off storms around him, each sword was like a Jindan real person's full blow.

The torrential rain lasted only a short time before the flag collapsed, but at this time the Yanwuchang was in disarray. A thousand-meter deep pit almost penetrated the Yanwuchang to the end, making it near collapse. Before taking the stage, the manager of Yanwuchang set the venue level to the highest level of Jindan. In theory, it can accommodate dozens of Jindan peaks in full-fledged battles. The venue was already shaky soon after the war.

"That guy is really the Golden Peak?"

The monks on the outside of the field are about to stare their eyes, and Wang Lu ’s violent output has reached the point of challenging common sense, not to mention the Jindan level, even if they are heads-up groups Not everyone can do it. Its mana erupted in a short time is enough to drain ten peak-level Jindan. Although the method used is too extensive, no one wants to try its taste if it is easy to get away.

Moreover, it is said that at this time Wang Lu had not yet reached his peak in the Jindan period, and the levels of many exercises had not kept up. Strictly speaking, he was in a state of weak foundation.

"Are the people of the Spirit Sword School all monsters! Why is Jinjin Peak so powerful!?"

"What kind of exercises does he practice !? Are there any exercises under the world that can make people so perverted during the Golden Pill Period?"

"It has nothing to do with his exercises. Although incompetent exercises are indeed the top exercises in the world, it is the privilege of the ethereal roots that swept through the violent heaven and earth aura ... This guy can finally put his power into practice The power of this legendary spirit root is exerted. "

Among the crowd, a young man with a golden radiance was staring at Wang Lu in Yanwuchang. Although his expression was calm, his hands were sometimes tightly relaxed, but he showed the waves in his heart.

Some people will soon recognize that this is the chief chopping night from the Gate of Ten Thousand Laws. Recently, the cultivation has also been advancing by leaps and bounds. The long hair that has turned into pale gold under the catalysis of the power of Thunder has already It has become one of his signature features ... But although the upgrade of Chopper Night is quick, it is no better than Wang Lu and other strong players who have risen several levels overnight. At present, only Jin Dan ’s top grade is repaired, and he cannot enter the heads-up group. However, Choi Zi Ye is one of the best players in the racing team. With the help of immortal heart, the technique of Lei Yixian under Thunder War Body has the speed of Yuanying Fei Dun, which makes countless monks of the same generation look at the ocean.

But at this moment, after witnessing Wang Lu ’s performance, he must have been unable to calm down ... Once upon a time, their team of immortal gates visited Lingjian Mountain, how excited they were, and the disciples on Lingjian Mountain at that time In addition to Zhu Shiyao, who is inseparable from the rest of his generation, only Liu Lixian can fight him. As a true biography, Wang Lu still has a big difference with him, and his strength is almost not on the same line. But in just over ten years, nothing has happened.

"Worthy is Wang Lu, it is really powerful, it is ashamed."

Regarding Wang Lu ’s later ascendance, Chai Ziye was indifferent, but a petite but indifferent girl beside him suddenly frowned: "Brother Ziye, you are the chief of Xianmen, how can you say so lightly? Not ashamed? "

Here the young girl talked, Chai Ziye asked in amazement: "Well, do you want me to kneel and lick him? Not so good, although I am not as good as it is, he is also the chief of Xianmen ..."

The girl stepped directly on his instep, making a crunchy noise.

"Sister, why do you crush my foot ..."

"You are the chief of Xianmen, and every word and deed represents the face of Xianmen. How can you easily concede defeat? Not to mention you are now under the eyes, and you ca n’t stand back. After a while, Wang Lu finishes this game, Just go up. "

"... Okay? I think Luo Xiao ’s Daoist has been beaten all over with bruises and bruises. After this battle, I am afraid that I will be bedridden for a few days and I ca n’t move. I will go up and down again, is n’t it a villain?"

"I asked you to challenge Wang Lu!"

Chanziye is even more strange: "Is n’t that self-deprecating? How come you, a professional manager, are so old-fashioned, the martial arts hire you at a high price to help our monks with low EQ not come out Faint, I think you are worse than me. "

The girl sighed, and then took out a cold embroidery needle from her pocket.

Chanzi Ye's face changed: "I know, I will challenge Wang Lu when this battle is over, and I must spare my life to go all out!"

Since the elder Xianmen hired this professional manager, Chai Ziye really ate the pain of the lightning rod in her hands. The embroidered needle was made by the real king of the real wheel, and he specialized in breaking the world's thunder. One needle went down. Rao was that his thunder body has been cultivated into Lei Yixian's art. It is almost immune to ordinary physical attacks, and he still lives in pain.

With this embroidery needle, professional managers really killed him. Even if Ten Thousand Nights did not want to fight Wang Lu, he could only prepare for battle.

At the same time, the battle on Yanwuchang has come to an end.

With Sun Fist to grab people's attention, take the opportunity to strike around and attack ... Luo Xiao's tactics were good, and Sun Fist really shook Wang Lu's eyes, but the battle experience he had honed through countless battles made him In the blink of an eye, the correct response was made.

The expansive sword encirclement and the roar of thousands of remnant swords turned hundreds of feet around him into a dead place, and Luo Xiao, who was quietly sneaking close to him, was just hit by this violent force.

"No, no more, admit defeat, admit defeat!"

In the pit. Luo Xiao wrapped herself in a broken black cloak, covered with bruises and blood. But that brilliant smile never changed.

"Hey, can't this kill you?"

"Haha, I have the black cassock in the Tian cassock of the Huayan Sect's township ... Unfortunately, it seems to have been used by me."

As he spoke, Luo Xiao stood up, acknowledged defeat to Wang Lugong, and then retreated.

Wang Lu shook his head, everyone admitted, and he could n’t add more attacks, he could only wait until he had a chance to speak.

However, before Wang Lu was ready to stand up, a figure of lightning outside the martial arts field generally jumped into the field, and the awe-inspiring fighting stabbed like a sword.

Wang Lu ’s spirit was invigorated, and his mouth widened in surprise when he saw his identity.

"Master Sister?!"

At the same time, countless people were stunned outside Yanwu.

Zhu Shiyao! ? Why is she here?