Chapter 108 Who can withstand Dao Twelve's sword?

"Puff".

Accompanied by Chen Lei's scream, the knife light entered his body.

The unwillingness, fear and anger in Chen Lei's eyes seemed to solidify all at once.

His body instantly split into two pieces, and fell to the ground with a "thump".

Silence!

At this time, the atmosphere seemed to cool down all of a sudden.

In the huge street, all the warriors who have been famous for a long time, even famous ones, are all horrified at this moment, and they can't help trembling in their hearts.

Dead.

Broadsword Chen Lei, actually died!

You know, even if Broadsword was so arrogant, arrogant, and unscrupulous just now, he couldn't kill Ning Donghe.

Before this, although warriors in the Divine Power Realm had fallen, they didn't fall so quickly, and no warriors in the Divine Power Realm of Chen Lei's level had fallen.

This is the Hundred Tripod Realm!

Chen Lei is a Hundred Tripod Realm powerhouse of the Heavy Sword Sect!

Now, he died with one knife.

Even the body was cut into two pieces.

Died without a complete body!

"How could it be? Broadsword Chen Lei is a strong man in the Hundred Tripod Realm. Who can kill him with one sword? Could it be that Dao Twelve is a top strong man in the Thousand Tripod Realm?"

"No, not the Thousand Tripod Realm! The strong men in the Thousand Tripod Realm in the entire Zhanhai City are all well-known and in charge of one side. How could they be dispatched easily? If I am not mistaken, Dao Twelve's sword just now should contain artistic conception."

"Artistic conception?"

For a moment, many knowledgeable warriors probably knew the reason.

Artistic conception!

Dao Twelve comprehended the artistic conception!

In fact, their information was still a little off.

Dao Twelve fought a great battle between the Tiannv Sect and Lu Jianming of Xuanjian Villa. The two sides were really tit-for-tat and used artistic conception to compete.

But these people didn't know?

However, Lu Changsheng probably understood it.

It must be that the Tiannv Sect deliberately blocked the news.

With the means of the Tiannv Sect, it is not a problem to deliberately block this news for a few days.

"Too weak!"

Lu Changsheng shook his head.

This Broadsword Chen Lei seems to be very famous, but his real strength may not be as good as Qianshou Taoist and Liu Tieta.

At most, they are equal.

With Lu Changsheng's current three transformations of the Divine Dragon, plus the Sea Waves artistic conception, and unexpectedly, he can naturally kill the opponent with one move.

The Heavy Sword Sect is not just Chen Lei.

They have a total of four Divine Power Realm warriors this time.

However, now seeing that Dao Twelve actually killed Chen Lei with one sword, for a moment, the three of them were a little hesitant.

To compete for the Yunying Mine Mother, you can wait for an opportunity.

However, if you know that you have to go to the dead end, it would be stupid!

"What a Dao Twelve."

"We will remember this in the Heavy Sword Sect."

"Let's go!"

The remaining three Heavy Sword Sect warriors took away the two halves of Chen Lei's body and quickly disappeared.

The Heavy Sword Sect is withdrawing!

Lu Changsheng did not stop the people of the Heavy Sword Sect from withdrawing. He went down the mountain this time to seize the Yunying Mine Mother, not to kill people.

As long as he was not stopped from taking Yunying Kuangmu to Shangyuan Dojo, he would ignore it.

Yes, Lu Changsheng had no intention of taking Yunying Kuangmu away, but was going directly to Shangyuan Dojo.

"Dao Twelve... I didn't expect that the contemporary Tiannv of Tiannv Sect really found such a great master like you."

"You have comprehended the artistic conception, which is indeed extraordinary."

"However, just by killing Chen Lei, you want to take Yunying Kuangmu away. Isn't it a bit too simple to think of us?"

At this time, an old man carrying a wine gourd appeared.

The old man was short and wore a precious robe, which was very funny and didn't match him at all. In addition, he had a red rosacea, which looked a bit out of place.

However, as soon as he appeared, some warriors around him moved their eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed in their eyes.

Obviously, this person is a master!

In fact, if these divine power warriors really rushed forward, Lu Changsheng would definitely not be able to stop them even if he tried his best.

But, this is impossible.

After all, these warriors in the divine power realm are not from the same faction, so how could they join forces?

Even if they are from the same faction, they may have their own little thoughts.

Join forces together?

Impossible!

At this time, only those top-notch warriors with outstanding strength can come forward.

Obviously, the old man with rosacea in front of him is probably not simple.

"Who are you?"

Lu Changsheng asked.

The old man unplugged the bottle of the wine gourd, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Interesting, there are very few people in Zhanhai City who don't know me."

"I am Zhao Lun!"

Lu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew the other party.

Zhao Lun, known as the "drunk" monk.

His strength has long been famous in the world. He was already a strong man in the Hundred Ding Realm twenty years ago.

No one knows how high a realm he has reached so far.

However, Lu Changsheng didn't care who the other party was. Since he showed up to block the way, there was nothing to say, just draw the sword.

"Clang".

The next moment, Lu Changsheng drew the sword out of the sheath.

It was still a blood-red blade light, mixed with the sound of surging waves, sweeping towards Zhao Lun.

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Zhao Lun's eyes.

He opened his mouth and sprayed.

"Puff".

The wine in his mouth sprayed out like a water curtain.

In the void, it collided fiercely with Lu Changsheng's blood-red blade light.

"Boom".

There was a roar in everyone's ears.

A strange color flashed in Lu Changsheng's eyes.

I didn't expect that Zhao Lun was really worthy of his reputation.

There is no false reputation.

Zhao Lun actually comprehended the artistic conception.

And the artistic conception was actually upright and related to water.

But it was a defensive type.

It was completely different from Lu Changsheng's sea wave artistic conception.

"I haven't fought for a long time, and my weapons are no longer useful, but my fist and foot skills have not fallen behind."

Zhao Lun punched out.

"Boom boom boom boom".

Countless fist shadows appeared in the void in an instant, so dense that it seemed that people could not distinguish between reality and illusion.

And all of them exuded terrifying power.

Countless dense fist shadows, all overwhelming and bombarded Lu Changsheng.

And every punch seemed to be so powerful that it seemed to shake the void.

Of course, Lu Changsheng knew that it was impossible to shake the void, and at most he could shake his own blood.

Obviously, Zhao Lun's strength was indeed terrifying, no worse than Lu Jianming at the beginning.

Such a top warrior who has been famous for a long time and is not far from the Qianding Realm should not be underestimated.

"Which of these fist shadows is real and which is fake?"

"Is this the strength of the top warriors of the old generation of the Divine Power Realm? It's so terrifying!"

"Zhao Lun hasn't made a move for a long time, but this move is simply earth-shattering."

"Young warriors like Dao Twelve are indeed extremely talented, but they are still far behind Zhao Lun, the old generation of warriors."

Many people were shocked.

Don't underestimate those old guys.

Although it seems that these old guys have not been active in the martial arts world for a long time, when they really fight, they are not ambiguous at all.

"These fist shadows... are all real!"

Lu Changsheng saw the real and fake of Zhao Lun's boxing at a glance.

So many fist shadows, not fake, all real.

Each strike has a terrifying power.

If hit, with the body strength of a warrior in the Divine Power Realm, it is impossible to escape.

However, when it comes to power consumption, Lu Changsheng is not afraid of anyone!

Besides, Lu Changsheng is too lazy to compete with Zhao Lun in consumption.

If the artistic conception of the sea wave is not enough, then he will add another one!

"Zhao Lun, you are old!"

"When you are old, you should enjoy your old age and stop fighting in the rivers and lakes!"

"You have practiced hard for decades, but you can't withstand my sword!"

Lu Changsheng's voice came from the fist shadows in the sky.

The next moment, Lu Changsheng slashed again.

This sword was earth-shattering.

The sky around seemed to darken slightly.

Everyone raised their heads suddenly, looking at the void, looking at Lu Changsheng's sword.

What did they "see"?

As long as they were warriors in the realm of divine power, they seemed to "see" that above Lu Changsheng's head, with that sword, it seemed that the whole world had turned into an empty starry sky.

And in the starry sky, there was a 3,000-foot waterfall, which was "booming" with bursts of roars through the starry sky.

The waterfall falls straight down three thousand feet, it seems like the Milky Way falls from the sky!

Lu Changsheng's sword cut out a starry sky waterfall!

Artistic conception!

The second artistic conception, the starry sky waterfall artistic conception!

It was as if a waterfall fell from a height of ten thousand feet.

How terrifying is the power it carries?

Zhao Lun had no doubt that his fist shadow would be instantly annihilated when this sword fell.

He would even die!

"Two artistic conceptions, so amazing..."

Zhao Lun couldn't help but feel extremely shocked.

He practiced martial arts for decades, and only then did he comprehend a kind of artistic conception.

This is already his limit.

But what about Dao Twelve?

He actually comprehended two artistic conceptions, and one is stronger than the other.

This second artistic conception focuses on explosion and strength, and its attack power is much stronger than the waves.

Suddenly, he couldn't stop it!

However, just when the fist shadows in the sky were about to be cut by Lu Changsheng's sword, and the starry sky waterfall artistic conception was about to kill Zhao Lun with a sword, something unexpected happened!

"Swoosh".

A little silver light seemed inconspicuous under the cover of night.

But Lu Changsheng noticed it immediately.

"Huh?"

Lu Changsheng turned his head sharply.

But the silver light was already in front of him.

It was a man in black with a dagger in his hand.

The dagger pointed directly at Lu Changsheng's heart.

There was nothing special about the man in black.

There was only a white human face mask, which looked a little weird.

But such an ordinary person seized the opportunity and suddenly attacked after Lu Changsheng had exerted two artistic conceptions and almost tried his best.

Such a timing, fast, accurate and ruthless.

This is a natural assassin!

"What?"

"There's another person attacking, and the timing is so good?"

"This mask... could it be the Phantom Swordsman?"

"Yes, it must be him! Superb assassination swordsmanship, ordinary outfit, every move is fast, accurate and ruthless, one strike kills, it must be him!"

"It is said that the Phantom Swordsman will kill his opponent if he doesn't make a move. I didn't expect that he would suddenly make a move at this time. He really found the right time. Dao Twelve is in trouble."

Many warriors also recognized the identity of the masked man in black.

Phantom Swordsman!

No one knows the real name of the Phantom Swordsman.

But there is no doubt that the Phantom Swordsman is famous in the martial arts world.

Although no one has ever seen the true face of the Phantom Swordsman, the Phantom Swordsman has made many moves.

Moreover, those who often make assassinations are warriors in the Divine Power Realm, and they never fail!

In fact, even Zhao Lun was surprised.

He and You Jianke didn't know each other at all, and they didn't even have any intersection before.

Obviously, You Jianke didn't attack for Zhao Lun, but just to kill Dao Twelve with one blow, and completely kill Dao Twelve, so as to seize the Yunying Mine Mother from Dao Twelve.

For a moment, Zhao Lun felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he had been in the martial arts world for decades, and now he had to join forces to deal with a young junior.

At the critical moment, Lu Changsheng didn't panic at all.

He didn't even have any intention of dodging.

Instead, he stared at You Jianke.

"What a brilliant assassin's way."

"Fast, accurate and ruthless, I don't know how much better than I was at the beginning."

Lu Changsheng thought of the instant killing technique he created at the beginning, which was actually much worse than the assassin You Jianke's assassination method.

In such a situation, even a Qianding realm would be dead.

What's more, Lu Changsheng is not a Qianding realm warrior.

"Lin! Bing!"

The next moment, Lu Changsheng shouted softly.

"Boom".

This sound, like a huge bell, instantly echoed in the ears of Youjianke and Zhao Lun.

Yes, not only Youjianke, but also Zhao Lun.

Lu Changsheng used the Nine-Character Mantra twice in succession to deal with Zhao Lun and Youjianke at the same time.

The short sword in Youjianke's hand trembled slightly.

It can be seen that Youjianke wanted to struggle.

But it was useless.

Youjianke seemed to be "still" all of a sudden.

He held the sword in his hand, but he could not move any further.

Zhao Lun was the same, his mind was blank, his spirit was shaken, his blood was shaken, and he could not move at all.

With the will, blood, and physical qualities of the two, even the Nine-Character Mantra could not "fix" for long.

Especially Zhao Lun, who had artistic conception.

However, when Lu Changsheng used two artistic conceptions to suppress Zhao Lun, Zhao Lun's artistic conception was of little use.

The Nine-Character Mantra Secret Method does not need to freeze the two people for a long time.

Even half a breath, or even a moment is enough.

In the battle between masters, the victory or defeat often depends on that moment!

"Cut!"

The knife in Lu Changsheng's hand slashed out to the left and right.

"Swish".

This time, there was no accident where the knife passed.

The neck of the ghost swordsman was cut off in an instant, and the head rolled to the ground.

Zhao Lun also covered his neck tightly.

Although the head did not fall, the blood splattered, and it was obvious that he was dead.

"Plop".

Both bodies fell to the ground.

Dead!

In a flash, many people didn't even see clearly, didn't understand what was going on, and the battle was over.

But it was not Dao Twelve who died, but Zhao Lun and the ghost swordsman!

Lu Changsheng ignored the true face under the mask of the ghost swordsman.

No matter what he looked like, he has now become a cold corpse.

Lu Changsheng took one step at a time, paused slightly beside Zhao Lun's body, but shook his head and continued to move forward.

Once you are in the martial arts world, you have no choice.

No matter how old you are, no matter whether you are a senior or a junior.

Once you enter the martial arts world, you will inevitably end up like this if you are not strong enough.

Lu Changsheng continued to walk towards Shangyuan Dojo step by step.

And everyone he saw immediately retreated, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Look at the two bodies on the ground.

Zhao Lun, You Jianke.

And Chen Lei who was carried away by Chongjianmen before.

Which one is not a famous person?

What happened?

They are all dead!

Even You Jianke and Zhao Lun's invisible alliance ended up being killed by Dao Twelve.

Who else dares to step forward to stop Dao Twelve?

"The Yunying Mine Mother is right here."

"Who else wants it?"

"Take the knife in Dao Mou's hand, and the Yunying Mine Mother is yours!"

Lu Changsheng stood with the knife in his hand. There was not a drop of blood on the blade or his clothes, but he seemed to be filled with overwhelming murderous intent and tyranny.

At this moment, no one doubted Dao Twelve's words.

If you can take Dao Twelve's knife, you can get the Yunying Mine Mother.

But who dares to say that they can take Dao Twelve's knife?