American Comic World of Martial Artists

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The rolled stones quickly condensed into a blue silhouette.

"Cosmic level, come to the eighth floor, you are very good!" The man in blue said calmly, "Let's do it."

Luo Hua didn't hesitate, as soon as he took a step, he flew over.

Swipe.

At the same time, phantoms burst out one after another.

The sun sets in the long river!

Bright moon and pine trees!

The two artistic conceptions were displayed one after another, and the combination of the two original laws of time and space was fully displayed by Luo Hua at this moment.

However, the blue-clothed gatekeepers on the eighth floor are much stronger than the seventh floor, and they have not been affected by half points at all.

With a change in the posture of Luo Hua's saber, the poignant and withered artistic conception of lotus flowers burst out.

The blue-clothed man's eyes only flashed for a moment of confusion, and then he woke up.

Boom.

The generous and simple long knife withstood Luo Hua's fatal blow.

"Sure enough, the third artistic conception can't break through the eighth floor!" Luo Hua murmured, and his movements suddenly slowed down.

Seeing Luo Hua slowing down his attack, the man in blue thought that Luo Hua was going to give up breaking through the level, but just as he was about to fight back, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

A hundred-year-old tree appeared in front of him. The leaves of the old tree were already withered and yellow, and they were falling off one by one. The surroundings of the old tree were covered with layers of withered, yellow and rotten leaves. I feel the ruthlessness of the years, just like the leaves, as the years go by, one day they will wither and fall.

The man in blue stared blankly at the century-old tree and the withered yellow leaves.

Even when the withered and yellow leaves turned into blades of light in the end, he didn't want to break free.

"Dusk, hope, poignant beauty, you have blocked all three kinds of artistic conceptions, but you still can't stop the knife of this time!" Luo Hua looked at the fallen simple long knife, shaking his head lightly. The artistic conception of the years is very confident, after all, let you be magnificent,

After all, it can't resist the passage of time.

With a sigh, Luo Hua walked to the end and soared to the ninth floor of the Tongtian Bridge. Then he turned into a stream of light and quickly flew to the end of the ninth floor.

Like the seventh and eighth floors, the ninth floor is also the man in blue.

"Come to the ninth floor at the cosmic level. There are not many people in hundreds of millions of years. If you can break through, then congratulations. At the level of the cosmic level, you are invincible!" The man in blue said calmly, "I really hope You can break through!"

"Thank you!" Luo Hua knew very well in his heart that the ninth floor represents the achievement of the highest law that human beings can achieve at the universe level, and it is the benchmark set by the virtual universe company.

The man in blue looked at Luo Hua, and said calmly, "Let's do it."

Luo Hua took a deep breath, the ninth floor was the one he was least sure of passing, after all, so far, he had only realized the four artistic conceptions.

"This is my strongest attack, take it!"

After the voice fell, Luo Hua quickly rushed towards the man in blue, and at the same time nearly ten thousand phantoms erupted, all of them were extremely solid, and soon formed a prison, tightly surrounding the man in blue.

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Nearly ten thousand phantoms drew out their knives at the same time, and the light of the knives gathered together and slashed straight down.

The attack that contains the two original laws of space and time is released through the light of the knife in an instant.

In an instant, a hundred-year-old tree appeared in the eyes of the man in blue, and the withered and yellow leaves fell off. The ruthlessness of the years was reflected at this moment.

There was a moment of confusion in the eyes of the man in blue, but when the condensed blades of light were about to overwhelm him, he came to his senses.

Puff puff.

The man in blue raised his sword the moment he woke up.

The phantoms around Luo Hua shattered one by one.

Boom.

The Likong knife slashed heavily on the man in blue's simple long knife.

"You can realize this kind of combined attack at the cosmic level, and you have a bright future!" The man in blue was full of admiration, but then his voice changed, "But if you want to pass, you are almost there!"

As the voice fell, the man in blue shook his backhand, and attacks from the law of time and space pressed towards Luo Hua like Mount Tai.

At this moment, only the man in blue's simple long knife was left in Luo Hua's eyes. This knife is like a vast star, which makes people unable to resist at all.

"Wake me up!!" Luo Hua, who has thoroughly studied the mysteries of the thirty-two kinds of time essence, at this moment, his subconscious mind immediately understood that this was the attacking mood of the man in blue, and he hurriedly let out bursts of roars.

boom!

After Luo Hua woke up, he saw that the man in blue had already slashed at him with a knife, so he quickly raised the knife to fight back.

The two knives collided instantly.

The nature of the law of time and space is also colliding, and the lines are transformed into silk threads, which spread around like air waves.

At this moment, even the meteorite at the end stopped.

puff!

The mountain-like force directly shook Luo Hua and flew upside down, hitting the bridge hard. Luo Hua spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"The artistic conception attached to its sword is so real, how is this possible?!" Luo Hua's eyes showed shock. He studied thoroughly the first three swords of "Snow Flame", and naturally understood that the essence of artistic conception is actually a combination of time and space. , just like an illusion, it is impossible to truly manifest it.

However, the blue-clothed man's knife is extremely thick, as if a mountain of the origin of the earth is pressing down.

Fluffy!

Luo Hua and the man in blue have almost the same understanding of the law, and neither of them can do anything to the other, but every time they collide and attack, Luo Hua is shocked enough to vomit blood.

"A few more times, I can't take it anymore!" Luo Hua looked at the man in blue, gritted his teeth in his heart, and was also frantically thinking about the man in blue's attack.

"Dusk, Hope, Poignancy, and Years are all inferior to one of its moods, and the mood is a combined attack, and it only affects it. It can't affect me, but why can it seriously hurt me?!"

While thinking, the man in blue attacked again.

Boom.

This time, Luo Hua was directly bombarded and lay flat on the bridge, his whole body was about to shatter and collapse.

"Could it be true that the artistic conception can also be truly reflected?" The severe pain made Luo Hua's mind clearer than ever, and he couldn't help but think of this impossible question.

As soon as he thought of this question, the first three pictures of the Cosmic Chaos Monument flashed through his mind, snowflakes, blizzards, flames, and sea of ​​fire. These patterns flashed across his mind one by one like a movie.

"Fire and snow, fire and snow, snow melts into fire, but it can extinguish fire..." Luo Hua kept murmuring, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Haha, I understand, so that's the case, more than a dozen essences of time and space can be combined to attack at will, and naturally they can all be fused together to form an attack!"

Luo Hua smiled as if enlightened.

It's slow to say, but in fact Luo Hua figured all this out in an instant, and the man in blue's attack fell again.

Luo Hua didn't block it again, he drew his knife and directly faced the man in blue.

The dense phantoms erupted again.

The bright knife light is like a long river at dusk, like the dark moonlight, like a withered lotus flower, like the withered leaves of time.

The light of the knife kept changing, and finally condensed into a black and white lotus.

Half represents hope, half represents death.

The moment the black and white lotus appeared, a pair of eyes under the mask of the man in blue showed a smile.

Boom.

The light of the knife instantly drowned the man in blue.

The ninth floor of Tongtian Bridge, pass!

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This chapter is for the leader Feng Lin Changyue to add updates. After such a long delay, we can finally continue to add updates.

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