389. Did I Ask You To Come To The Theater? Call You To Be Beaten! (2)
The black long knife, while Tan Zhongyu was pulling it out.
From the handle to the tip of the knife, every inch turned into gold.
As if made of pure gold.
This is the powerful and unparalleled martial arts will poured into the long knife, penetrating the power of Tongtian, making Fan Tiesheng leap to the level of a magic weapon~.
It can also be regarded as a kind of martial arts supernatural power.
Tan Zhongyu held the golden saber in both hands, and slashed towards Lu Sheng from the middle.
This knife crossed the space distance, like a ray of light, suddenly appeared in front of Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng greeted him casually, his five fingers suddenly spread open.
The five fingers all exuded a stern and icy breath, and there was the sound of metal and iron clanging.
then hold on tight...
Cut the sky!
Tenth-level martial arts, four-level fingering.
Cut off the sky!
Lu grasped the light with great precision.
The movement is smooth and flowing, as if he has known the appearance and trajectory of Tan Zhongyu's knife for a long time.
The two seemed to have rehearsed a long time ago, and the light hit the land on its own initiative.
"Crack, click!"
This ray of light was crushed by Lu Sheng casually, and it was crushed into dots of golden light.
There was a trace of fluctuation in Tan Zhongyu's eyes like a glacier that has not changed for thousands of years.
He divided his hands, and the golden knife in his hand was divided into two handles, which were held in his hands, one on the left and the other on the right.
The two knives intersect in a cross shape.
Cut with both hands!
"Beidou Crusade!"
In an instant, two lights appeared between the sky and the earth.
Pure to the ultimate knife light.
In the shape of a cross, it dragged a crescent-like tail flame in the air, and it came lasing.
The appearance of these two saber lights caused the bodies of more than a dozen martial saints around them to shake slightly.
Many ninth-level martial saints had expressions of emotion on their faces.
These two sword lights took away too much power of heaven and earth, and even affected them.
One can imagine the horror of this knife move.
But what is more terrifying is the person this knife is slashing at.
Faced with this terrifying ultimate move, instead of showing any surprise or panic on Lu Sheng's face, he became even more excited.
He stepped forward with a sudden step, leaving a cracked black mark in the air.
Within the nine-foot martial body, two hundred and seventy-eight immortal cells burst into light.
Divinity power poured into the whole body, and the mysterious and complicated stellar vein map was quickly lit up inch by inch.
Lu Sheng clenched five fingers
It's like pinching a sun with one hand.
Facing the ultimate twin swords that affect the world, he punched straight.
It is the vein of heaven.
Boxing of the Five Realms!
The fist and the light of the knife came into contact, and there was a slight pause for one-thousandth of a breath, and then the latter exploded.
The figure of Lu Sheng passed through the center of the explosion and suddenly appeared in front of Tan Zhongyu.
Boom down with a punch.
Tan Zhongyu's pupils contracted fiercely, and a fist that covered the sky and the sun was reflected in the pupils.
The two knives in his hands crossed subconsciously and raised to resist, but he didn't even have the qualifications to block it under this punch.
"Kacha Kacha—"
The golden knife in Tan Zhongyu's hand shattered inch by inch under his fist.
Two hundred and seventy-eight immortal powers, under the rules of the five realms of boxing.
magic weapon...
Also turned into scrap iron!
Lu Sheng's crushing punch hit Tan Zhongyu's chest fiercely, and he felt the fracture, fracture and collapse...
In the next second, the punch was empty.
A white robe was smashed to pieces by his punches.
But Tan Zhongyu had already appeared thousands of meters away, and a sunken fist mark on his chest was recovering rapidly.
Martial arts again?
Lu Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care.
He retracted his fists casually, his eyes fell on Tan Zhongyu, and he said calmly: "Tan Wusheng, if you don't show the Dharma...I'm afraid you won't have a chance.
The glacier in Tan Zhongyu's eyes that has never changed for thousands of years finally began to loosen. He stared at Lu Sheng coldly and said, "I underestimated you."
"hoo hoo"
The wind blows for no reason.
Large tracts of heaven and earth were involved, and countless light spots appeared all over Tan Zhongyu's body, surrounding him.
Soon, a strange martial arts form was quickly constructed.
It is a knife.
A golden long knife that is as deep as it is over a thousand meters long!
Around the golden knife, endless sharpness emerged and surrounded it.
On the sea level below, there are countless water marks cut by knives, and large groups of sea fish float up from the bottom of the water with their white bellies turned over.
Heaven and earth have the intention of killing!
The pupils of all the martial sages who were onlookers shrunk slightly, with shock on their faces.
"The height of this dharma is more than 1,400 meters. I'm afraid even Lord Cumberland can't match it!"
"Longguo Mingyu Martial Saint is already qualified to rank among the top five in the world. It's hard to imagine how much it takes for him to advance to level nine?"
"I heard that the World Wushu Association intends to recruit him as a vice president. It seems that the news is not groundless!"
Tan Zhongyu is too low-key, so low-key that he has never even shown his Dharma body in front of others.
Today's display of strength is like a precious sword that has been hidden in its sheath for many years finally revealing its edge.
The Martial Saint-level powerhouse surpassing more than 90% of the world has surprised and shocked countless people.
Even Lin Zhengyue, who surpassed Wu Sheng, was shocked.
"I have been a Martial Saint of the Dragon Kingdom for decades, but I didn't know that Tan Zhongyu's strength had already reached such a high level?"
Only Cumberland and other Martial Saint-level powerhouses whose martial arts are over or close to a thousand meters have complex expressions, but they look calm.
Obviously, he had already known about Tan Zhongyu's strength.
"My intention is like a knife, to cut everything off."
In the thousand-meter golden knife, Tan Zhongyu looked at Lu Sheng with a blank expression on his face, and said coldly: "Lu Sheng, you want to borrow me to use the ninth level as a sharpening stone.
Why am I not.
Today, I have to thank you.
I have a hunch that after this battle, I will break through to a higher level."
Lu Sheng looked at Tan Zhongyu with interest, and a smile appeared on his face little by little.
"You know..."
Lu Sheng said softly word by word: "I've seen it before, it's better than yours...
A knife light that is ten thousand times brighter. "
After finishing speaking, Lu Sheng took a deep breath.
The nine-foot martial body trembled slightly.
"Boom boom boom!"
In an instant, in the sky, on the sea, and the small island in the distance...
Explode a cloud of fireworks.
The general trend of the world here was completely disturbed, and endless light spots gathered and turned into four-color streamers of blue, blue, black, and red.
The four colored belts in the sky and under the earth are rolling towards Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng clasped his hands in the air, and in a posture of raising his shoulders and raising his hands, he was facing the middle pressure.
Tan Zhongyu's complexion changed slightly, and the golden saber technique began to work rumblingly.
And those four color belts have already condensed a huge, colorful knife wheel overflowing with light in the sky above Lu Sheng's head.
"Four Elephants Spirit Realm + Prayer Wheel Knife..."
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"Wu Shuang! - Slash!"
swish
The four-color knife wheel slashed down violently, vaguely seeming to control the veins of heaven and earth.
The breath of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood flowed out from the four-color knife wheel, and the sky seemed to be blood red in a trance.
Lu Sheng once used the way of killing life to control the knife movement of praying to heaven and wishing to pray to heaven. He had more than killing intentions, but he followed the evil way after all.
He was silent in Golden Ring Island for a year, fighting thousands of times in the dream space.
Finally, it can be done, and the way of killing lives is controlled by praying to the heavens and wishing the wheel of swordsmanship.
The knife is the bone, the murderous aura is the skin, and the cloak of the Four Elephant Spiritual Realm, which is in the unparalleled state, is the flesh...
Self is the soul!
Create this unprecedented shocking knife.
Compared with the knife that broke through the ground to save Dong Qingxue...
Even more than a hundred times stronger!
"boom--"
The thousand-meter golden knife collided with the four-color knife wheel.
There is no suspense.
The golden knife shattered, and the knife wheel continued to cut down.
The invisible but tangible wave of the knife tore apart large black traces in the sky.
The Wanzai Glacier in Tan Zhongyu's eyes suddenly burst, and his expression was startled. Before he could react, his whole body was directly cut by the four-color knife wheel and fell to the bottom of the sea for an unknown number of thousands of meters.
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"Boom"
The sea waves surged, quickly filling the pothole where Tan Zhongyu fell into the sea, and the huge gully left by the knife wheel.
Between heaven and earth there is only the sound of rushing sea water and the sound of wind blowing.
There was a dead silence between the sea and the sky.
All the ninth-level martial saints were stunned, with strange expressions, and they didn't know what words to use to describe their inner feelings at this moment.
On Qiansheng Island in the distance, a group of strong men from various forces also opened their mouths wide, staring at this side in a daze.
Although the fighting power shown by Lu Sheng before was strong, he beat Cumberland violently.
But it's two completely different feelings from Tan Zhongyu, who is crushing head-on, completely, and at full strength.
If I had to explain it, it would be...
Cumberland didn't show his face, he was still a human being.
Tan Zhongyu was born in the Dharma, and the appearance of being a human being quickly faded away, and he was infinitely close to a god.
And Lu Sheng, in front of them, forcibly knocked a god of the world off the cloud.
That kind of shock and shock is incomparably huge.
"Whetstone?"
Lu Sheng looked down, with a casual and calm look on his face.
"Are you Tan Zhongyu worthy too..."
After defeating Tan Zhongyu with his own hands, Lu Sheng could only feel the pain in his chest for a long time.
He has no great enmity with Tan Zhongyu, but was once at his mercy.
Although I also resisted, I was more or less unhappy.
Now he finally pulled down the so-called big man who used to be aloof and wanted to control his own destiny and martial arts from the altar, and trampled under his feet.
How can a cool word be able to describe it all...
Thoughts are clear.
Of course, this is not the end.
Lu Sheng swept around, and there were more than twenty ninth-level martial saints standing there dumbfounded.
The flames in the eyes jumped and ignited again, and a cold expression appeared on his face.
"Did I call you here to watch a play?"
Lu Sheng held his hands empty, and the four-color knife wheel that hadn't dissipated in the sky turned over and swept fiercely in all directions.
"I called you to come..."
"Beating!"
boom!
The flames of war in the sky were ignited again, and they became more and more fierce. .
