Martial God Sovereign Chapter 620: Life and death are fateful
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Chapter 620 Life and death are fateful
After Lu Xumiao burned all the power of his bloodline, his cultivation rose from the fifth level of Tianwu to the sixth level of Tianwu, forcibly suppressing the terrifying aura of Bo Yi Dao, and chased Han Yu with a roar.
The vitality in Lu Xumiao's body was completely mobilized by him, and it continuously surged towards the Chiyan Sword in his hand. The sword light on the Chiyan Sword has changed from one zhang to two zhang, from two zhang to three zhang...It continued to increase sharply. When he was still three hundred feet away from Han Yu, the sword light had grown to more than 30. Long-term, looks appalling.
Han Yu, who was three hundred meters away, felt the hot air emanating from the Chiyan Sword, which made Han Yu feel like he was about to ignite spontaneously.
Han Yu glanced back and looked at the tens of feet of sword light. Lu Xumiao clenched the hilt with both hands, like crazy, he knew that Lu Xumiao was going to fight him desperately. Now, prepare to make life and death with one sword.
If Han Yu's speed is faster than Lu Xumiao's, he can still escape, but Lu Xumiao breaks through again, and the speed is faster than Han Yu's. Han Yu can't get rid of him at all. The only way is to use the most To meet in a strong state, see who is the last one.
Han Yu's only advantage now is that he has the white dragon to travel, so he doesn't have to worry about how to fly. The white dragon keeps changing its trajectory, delaying the time to meet Lu Xumiao. Han Yu put the Bo Yi knife away, holding the medicinal materials in both hands and refining crazy.
Lv Xumiao's eyes widened as he watched the medicinal materials quickly turn into fly ash in Han Yu's hands. Isn't the speed of refining medicinal materials too fast?
This chasing and fleeing took more than ten minutes, and the white dragon with Lu Xumiao kept going round the mountain. Lu Xumiao did not rashly launch an attack on Han Yu. This time it was his strongest blow. If Han Yu could not be killed by one blow, he would be exhausted, so he appeared very cautious.
However, although the white dragon is fast and responsive, the distance between the two is always getting closer.
It didn't take long for the distance between the two to narrow to about one hundred and fifty feet, and he had entered Lu Xumiao's attack range, but Lu Xumiao did not rush to make a move. He wanted to kill with a single blow. Mistakes.
In the distance, Jiang Lixuan and Ma Pingchuan were already attracted by the battle here, watching Lu Xumiao's flames rushing into the air, their hearts fell madly, cold sweat on their foreheads.
They don't know whether Han Yu can turn the danger into a breeze.
Many people from the Lu clan are also watching. If Lu Xumiao wins, the crisis of the Lu clan is lifted, and if Lu Xumiao loses, the Lu clan has since become the history of Jingzhou.
Two people, no one's heart is not tugging.
Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent rushed up into the sky, and the Bo Yi knife had already appeared in Han Yu's hands.
Han Yu turned around and looked at Lu Xumiao, the white dragon carrying him away quickly.
"Swish swish..."
The vitality in Han Yu's body continuously turned into a Qi python rushed out of his body and injected into the Bo Yi knife. The blade of the Bo Yi knife began to skyrocket. It didn't take long before it became more than twenty feet, which was breathtaking.
Han Yu's sword light is not as majestic as Lu Xumiao's sword light looks, but Han Yu's sword light is blessed with dragon spirit and is more calm and restrained.
When the distance was about forty feet, Lu Xumiao shot.
The Chiyan Sword was in his hand, and he used it as a swordsman, holding the hilt in both hands, and slashing down. The terrifying Jianmang had the momentum to cut through the void, and the terrifying heat wave slammed into Han Yu one after another.
The white dragon stopped, Han Yu held the hilt of the Bo Yi knife in both hands, and slashed upwards obliquely against the sky. The black sword shattered to the ground.
Time seems to stand still at this moment, and the world trembles. There are only two colors left between heaven and earth, red and black.
The red is dazzling, the black is deep; the red is like the collapse of a sea of fire, and the black opens like hell.
"Boom..."
The two colors collide together, like a thundercloud, and spectators who are dozens of miles away feel the void trembling. No one can see Han Yu and Lu Xumiao who wins and loses, where they are, flames are boiling and black gas is lingering.
"Brother Han, you have to hold on!"
Jiang Lixuan clenched his fists tightly, and cold sweat quietly slipped from his fingers.
"Grandpa, hold on!"
Lu Chenhao's eyes were red, and his body trembled involuntarily because of tension.
Time passed quietly, and the wind swept all over.
It took a full ten minutes before the energy flow on the battlefield dissipated with the wind, and what everyone saw was thrilling.
The mountains collapsed, the ground exploded, the rivers flowed back, and everything was empty. The place where Han Yu and Lu Xumiao fought was within three miles of the area, the ground was devastated, and the face was completely blank.
Everyone began to look for the figures of Han Yu and Lu Xumiao in the ruins, sweeping down, only to see the bruised Lu Xumiao, and the Chi Yan sword, Bo Yi knife, and spirit swallowing gourd scattered on the side. Han Yu. Even Han Yu's mount, the White Dragon, disappeared without a trace.
Several masters on the side of the Holy Kingdom of Xilai are all very nervous, where has Han Yu gone? Could it have been wiped out in the aftermath of the explosion?
Jiang Lixuan suddenly felt his head dizzy, staggering back a few steps.
The blow just now, possessing the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, blowing a person into ashes is not a difficult task at all.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
The people of the Lv family began to cheer, some weeping with joy.
Lv Qiongxiao, Lu Qiongxing, and Lu Chenhao breathed a long sigh of relief, their tears slipped quietly, and finally killed Han Yu, and the Lu clan finally got rid of the scourge of annihilation.
"Swish swish..."
Three figures rushed madly from three directions.
One is Jiang Lixuan, the other is Ma Pingchuan, and the other is the Dark Devil Dragon.
The Lu people were struck by lightning immediately, Han Yu was dead, but Lu Xumiao’s current situation is not good, and on the side of the Holy Kingdom of Xilai, there are two masters of the Tianwu Second Layer, one head and one head. Rank beast. Even without Han Yu, who can stop their edge? Lu Qiongxiao and Lu Qiongxing shouted one after another, and rushed to kill them.
At this moment, Lu Xumiao, who was lying on the ground, stood up slowly, his eyes swept across three directions, cold and fierce, causing Jiang Lixuan, Ma Pingchuan, and Dark Demon Dragon to stop suddenly.
"Dead!" Lu Xumiao didn't say much, only spit out one word. But this word is more touching than Nine Heavens Thunder.
People of the Lu clan cheered again, shouting long live the old emperor, and their voice shook the sky.
Lü Xumiao walked over slowly and picked up the Chiyan Sword. Although he is seriously injured now, his blood-burning power has not disappeared, and he still maintains the sixth level of Tianwu cultivation.
The second layer of Tianwu, the first-order beast, is no different from the ants in his eyes.
And he is also ready to kill all those who are threatening to the Lu dynasty before he leaves the state.
Lü Xumiao glanced at Bo Yi Knife and Ling Ling Gourd, his eyes lit up, and he picked it up in the past, and naturally tied the Bo Yi Knife to his belt, put the Bo Yi Knife in the universe bag, and then soared into the sky. , To kill Ma Pingchuan.
"General Jiang, Dragon King, help me!" Ma Pingchuan yelled, he didn't have the courage to fight against Lu Xumiao alone.