Cultivation Is Like This

   Chapter 406 The Dog Slayer

  锵! !

   Immortal sword intent is injected, and the black iron powder is swept away by the black ink-like general sky, revealing the holy sword body as white as snow.

  Lu Bei raised his hands, clenched the general trend, and stepped forward, his sword intent exploded in an instant.

At the same time,    was detonated, and there was a small world within the scope of the sword light.

The growth of    Linggen brought a small world into reality, but in a short period of time, it was difficult to change the illusory general trend, and his small world was still unable to withstand his full blow.

   "Mad you dare!"

  The sword edge fell, and a group of demon cultivators followed the small world space to shatter together, not to mention the physical body, even the primordial spirit could not escape.

   The old demon with ink blood is about to split his eyes. He is a giant of the Qiyan Kingdom. He can have a place in the Xiantian Palace where strong people gather. He relies on many younger brothers. He was beheaded by Lu Bei when he first arrived in Wuzhou. How can he be patient.

   angered, he didn't care why Lu Bei disobeyed his parents, why Lu Bei had a nine swords, his arms swayed with black ink and blood, and a pair of iron fists smashed against the white light.

   rumbling—

   A mushroom cloud exploded in the sky, and the air flow raged and washed away in all directions.

   Twenty-eight stars swayed, only the full moon stood still.

   The black figure staggered and fell into the sky.

   The ink-blooded old demon raised his unconscious hands, and was shocked to find that the two indestructible iron arms were covered in white bones, and all the flesh and blood was forcibly removed by the sword light.

   "Hohohoho!!"

  The ink-blooded old demon roared up to the sky, his body swelled three meters, and the blood-light giant stepped into the sky, violently rubbing the air and bursting into a roar, killing him in front of Lu Bei in an instant.

   Behind him, a blood wheel stretched out, and five figures sat cross-legged on it, from baby to teenager, youth, and then to middle age and old age. Five life states.

  The blood wheel of the long river.

   The ink-blooded old demon danced with his hands, and the magic trick twisted the void and folded the space in the small world.

   The violent impulse hit Lu Bei and stepped back, his pupils shrank, and a dignified expression appeared on his face.

   Seeing that the old devil has no face among the demons, he thought he was an ordinary person, but he did not expect that his supernatural powers would be so extraordinary, three points more powerful than those of the veterans such as Lu Zhou and Zhu Xiuzhu.

   "Junior, this seat will kill you today!"

   The ink-blooded old demon screamed and clasped his hands together as the voice drifted.

   In the next second, his arms were raised high, and his five fingers squeezed the heavy airflow, wrapped in a surging and majestic blood light, and slammed towards Lu Bei.

  The blood wheel of the long river is shining in red, representing the middle-aged figure stepping into the fist and jumping off the wheel platform. The blood-colored body rose against the storm, the kilometer giant stepped on the ground, looked up at the moon and stars, and the giant fist advanced layer by layer, oppressing the folds of space, and repulsing an illusory small world.

  Lu Bei was in it, clenched his fists with five fingers, and directly hit the giant's fist mark and left.

   The four spirits of the sky suppressed the small world and erased the trembling space. The five elements and five elephants came together, and the five beams of light were like running rivers, and they bombarded the giant with magnificent waves.

  Boom! boom! boom--

   The blood-colored giant threw his fists continuously, each time heavier and bigger, each time heavier.

   In an instant, the nine fist marks were superimposed, and the five-color brilliance faded away without a trace.

  Breaking the light curtain and welcoming the blood-colored giant is a pillar of white light that is connected to the sky…

  The wind dragon roared, and the boundless white drowned the giant, strangling and cutting with sword lights, like a thousand arrows, falling like a meteor, and instantly completely overwhelmed the struggling giant.

  In the small world, the sky and the earth were pale, and even the black and white foundation was rendered white at this moment.

   "Pfft!"

  The ink-blooded old demon vomited blood, staggered back a few steps, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe that his avatar was easily beheaded.

   He raised his hand and shot out blood droplets like bullets, devouring a few demons that ran away, refining their flesh and blood essence, filling up a few bodies, and barely regained two points of vitality.

   "Junior, your sword intent... Who are you?"

   "The Dog Butchers."

  Lu Bei was expressionless, and regarded the ink-blooded old demon as the elder of the nine swords. Da Shitian felt the anger of his master, and he took his life to carry the immortal sword intent that is enough to crush the sword.

  The body of the sword became whiter and whiter, and the sword intent became heavier.

  Lu Bei took a deep breath, and at the moment when his spirit and spirit were at the peak, he slashed with his sword, and a vast white sea swept across the small world.

   Grounded below, ascended to the sky, devoured the stars and moon, and disturbed the illusory sky.

   With a loud bang, half of the small world shattered.

   Baiguang continued to linger, smashing out the black and white foundations, spilling over the Humen Mountains, erasing dozens of peaks in a row, and denting a large canyon.

  The remaining demons wailed and died, the ink-blooded old demon was seriously injured and fell to the ground. The magic weapon was on the blood wheel of the long river. Following the middle-aged figure, the two life states of youth and youth disappeared.

  Five to three, leaving only infants and old age.

   "Elder save me!"

   The ink-blooded old demon fell out of the small world and looked at Lu Bei, who was standing in the dark void with his sword in his hand. He only felt that the devil was coming, so he raised his head and shouted, hoping that the elders of the Tianjianzong would come to clear the door.

   "Today, no one can save you."

   Lu Bei's eyes flashed through the cold light, and the golden light passed between them, killing him in front of the ink-blooded old demon.

   "The devil is messing with me!"

   Ink-blood old demon crossed his arms across his chest, and the baby blood shadow rushed out of the blood wheel of the long river with a strange smile. The red light was like electricity, and it went straight into Lu Bei's eyebrows.

"Hahaha--"

Seeing this scene, the ink-blooded old devil couldn't help laughing loudly, slammed his fist with one arm, and smashed Lu Bei's forehead: "Junior, even if you have the supreme sword intent, you can destroy the three incarnations of this seat, but the devil's thoughts are in the first place. The evil of three hundred years of penance, have you accepted it?"

  Om! !

   White light flashed.

   The ink-blooded old demon looked at the shoulder-length broken arm in amazement, and then saw Lu Bei holding his swords high, his eyes were clear and unmoved by the devil's thoughts, the whole person froze in place, actually forgot how to dodge.

  Impossible, how could he not be troubled by demonic thoughts?

   Immortals aren't like this, could it be possible... His demonic thoughts are deeper than this seat?

The    ripples cut through the flesh and blood, and cut it into two halves together with the space. On the blood wheel of the long river, the old life state sitting cross-legged has not yet revealed its supernatural powers, so it was used by the ink-blooded old demon to die, and it was neatly turned into two pieces.

  The white halo swayed and spread, the dust was rolling, cracks were everywhere, and the violent power changed the terrain of Humen Mountain, pressing down the peaks, and the sky was more than three feet high.

   The ink-blood old demon vomited blood and retreated, and the five incarnations were beheaded one after another. Even if he was reborn with a broken arm, he would not dare to fight with Lu Bei again.

With a look of fear on his face, he shouted frantically: "This seat was invited by the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the enemy Emperor Extreme Sect will be relieved for you, you are a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, why did you kill me, wake up quickly, You can't kill me."

"I can."

Lu Beiheng sword side, was about to slaughter with the sword, he sensed two sword lights galloping from a distance, sneered at the corner of his mouth, one stepped into the fist, burst open the ink-blooded old demon covered in blood, and stepped on it seriously. at the foot.

  !

  !

  Two sword light figures landed at the same time, one with gray beard and a majestic appearance, the other…

   looks familiar.

   cut Lexian.

   Sensing the familiar sword intent lingering around, guessing that the person who slaughtered the audience was Lu Bei, Zhan Lexian felt guilty and couldn't help swallowing. Looking at the other party's eyes that suppressed the anger, he subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at him.

  The situation is not right, this kid used to have a smiley face, why did he put so much pressure on me today?

   "Who is coming?

  Lu Bei held Da Shitian and hung it above the head of the ink-blooded old demon. The latter coughed up blood and wailed and stretched out his hand towards the two swordsmen: "Elder Wu, this man is crazy, hurry up and save me."

   Nine Swords Elder, Da Jingtian, Wu Xian.

"Your Mightiness…"

  Wu Xian ignored the ink-blooded old demon, stared at Lu Bei with a pair of tiger eyes, and pondered: "But Lu Bei, Ningzhou, the one who is rumored to have learned the immortal sword intent?"

   "Who are you?"

   "Tianjianzong, Wu Xian."

   Wu Xian's heart suddenly jumped, and at the moment when Lu Bei's line of sight increased, Jian Xin was in chaos, and he suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure.

  The pressure from the top of the food chain made him feel deeply uncomfortable, and he tightened the Da Jingtian in his hand, which was barely better.

"And you?"

  Lu Bei looked at Zhan Lexian: "Who are you?"

  “…”

   "Speak, mute?"

   "Cut, cut Lexian."

  Zhan Lexian pursed his lips and said dryly.

   "What happened to the two elders?"

Lu Bei chuckled: "Looking at the smog here, Lu guessed that there was a demon gathering a crowd to make trouble. He took a closer look, and it was true. He took a knife and killed it cleanly. Right now, only this bereaved dog is left in the future. If the two of you have Yaxing, Lu would like to give up your love to you for execution."

   "I'm afraid... not very good."

  Zhan Lexian opened his mouth dryly, but was stared at by Lu Bei, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to take a breath.

   In this scene, Wu Xian was dumbfounded. In his impression, Zhan Lexian was always hot-tempered. Although I can't beat you, I am a diehard who refuses to accept it. It's the first time I've seen him so honest.

   "Since the two of you have no intention, Lu Mou can only do it himself."

   "No, this person is Tianjian Zonggui..."

  Wu Xian turned pale in shock, before he finished speaking, a human head rolled to the ground, and the violent sword intent wiped out the vitality.

  In time, a generation of magic giants died.

   I don't know if a marquee flashed before he died. If so, think for the better, and you don't have to worry about the lightning during the tribulation period.

"you you…"

  Wu Xian was furious, his face flushed into the color of a pig's liver, and under his anger, Da Jingtian led a sharp down, hitting Lu Bei's chest and neck directly.

Ding!

  The white sword held the black sword.

   Feeling the killing intent in the sword's edge, Lu Bei raised his eyebrows to look at Wu Xian, and asked indifferently, "Elder Wu, are you a young man?"

   "Yes, inherited a royal bloodline."

   "Alright."

  Lu Bei nodded lightly, and under Wu Xian's horrified gaze, he raised his hand and clasped Da Jingtian. The nine swords were so sharp, but at this moment they couldn't even hurt him.

Not only that, Da Jingtian became weaker and weaker in the process of struggling, but after a few breaths, he completely fell to the opposite side, bursting with sword light and devouring the master, blasting his palms into blood and blood, and the tyrannical sword body did not take a moment. block.

   Lu clenched his five fingers tightly, withholding Da Jingtian and shivering: "You are willing to stay by his side for such a thing, it shows that you are not a good thing, a shameful thing, not worthy of Lu's use."

   After saying that, he raised his hand and threw it into the void.

   "Da Jing..."

  Shoo!

  Wu Xian kept his hand outstretched and looked at Lu Bei who was holding the sword in front of him in amazement. A blood line fell from the peak of his eyebrows, the world in his eyes was divided into two, and the figure of Lu Bei holding the sword also changed into two.

   "What about you, Elder Zhan is also a young man?"

  ——

   Tomorrow, everyone will celebrate the festival, and it will be served at the third watch. By the way, ask for a monthly pass.

   (end of this chapter)