"Green Lotus Sword Scripture·Thirty-two Lotus Kills!"
Lu Chenzhou’s figure suddenly retreated, while his long spear spun to form a vortex in front of him as a shield.
Amidst the trance, Lu Chenzhou seemed to glimpse the figure of the Peerless Sword Immortal from his past travels in Chang’an.
It appears that the Qinglian Sword Immortal has been waiting for Lu Xuanjian.
Thirty-two green lotus illusions formed a boundless green river around Lu Xuanjian.
He came riding the sword, covering twenty zhang in the blink of an eye.
"This sword can sever the End Realm!"
Lu Xuanjian’s sword slashed at Lu Chenzhou’s throat, his figure transforming into a green wind cutting hundreds of sword shadows in an instant.
Lu Chenzhou’s figure sank, as though shrinking the ground into inches, he broke through the sword blade storm and appeared behind Lu Xuanjian, stabbing with his long spear. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by N0veI.Fiɾe.net
"I’ve already witnessed your [Immortal’s Guidance], how could I be unprepared?" Lu Xuanjian countered with a backhand sword block and gracefully withdrew.
After a fierce confrontation, both exchanged moves, becoming evenly matched for a time.
Lu Xuanjian hovered holding his sword, pondering: "Why does Brother Chenzhou not use the [Darkness] path."
He was using the Qinglian Sword Immortal’s legacy obtained from antiquity in Shu, the middle-level Divine Skill "Green Lotus Sword Scripture."
Just now, if not for Lu Chenzhou’s armor defense, he would surely have been seriously injured, the gauze would be ineffective.
Speaking of which, he suddenly recalled... Lu Chenzhou just broke through the Third Realm six months ago, passing the transition period, also giving birth to the gauze?
This guy, is he perhaps cultivating in the Candle Realm?
No way, without Grandmaster cultivation, entering the Candle Realm, Nine Deaths and One Life.
A black and white figure darted and weaved on the Gobi, ghost-like and enchanting.
In the blink of an eye, over a hundred moves passed, after roughly unraveling Lu Xuanjian’s path, Lu Chenzhou swept his big spear like a windmill, forcing Lu Xuanjian back, his figure ascending the clouds, his eyes burned with black flames, Night King form activated, then like the Demon King of tales, wreathed in black aura, he transformed into a black thunderbolt striking the ground.
As the earth trembled, Lu Xuanjian involuntarily stepped back.
Dark spear shadows emerged from the surrounding void, nightfall looming, nothing forbidden!
"Finally willing to use your path, hahaha!" Lu Xuanjian laughed, raising his sword to block, he was still a step away from the Dao level, but forcing Lu Chenzhou to use the [Darkness] path, this battle was already worth it! In the instant when the big spear and longsword clashed, Lu Xuanjian’s face changed dramatically, suddenly feeling intense pain in the tiger’s mouth, the longsword wailed.
"How has it become so fierce?"
Among martial arts, only speed remains invincible! The faster the speed, the greater the kinetic energy!
The dense spear formation transformed into boundless darkness hanging upside down, causing Lu Xuanjian to feel suffocating despair, the Golden Star Qi-Po was ruthlessly shattered.
Bam! After another rapid clash, Lu Xuanjian’s longsword flew out.
His hand bones were all shattered, unable to hold the sword anymore.
The big spear swept past, the spear tip resting three inches from Lu Xuanjian’s throat, Lu Chenzhou exhaled slightly, smiled: "You lost."
Lu Xuanjian was unwilling to admit defeat, if he were a Western fighter, he might have been slain.
After a moment of silence, he cupped his fists: "Thank you, wish you success in the upcoming matches! After this battle, I also have some thoughts on my path."
Lu Chenzhou cupped his fists: "Wish you success in Seeking Dao."
[Lu Chenzhou: Current score 1, rank 12000.]
"Opening, just 1 point, advanced several hundred ranks... seems many gentlemen haven’t won yet."
"Quick look, Lu Chenzhou’s rank changed."
"Finally emerged? Why is he always the last to appear."
"Maybe he’s too confident, wanting to let other contestants go first."
"What? Lu Chenzhou’s first opponent was Lu Xuanjian? The dual LUs met so soon."
"As expected, it’s close to what I guessed, Lu Xuanjian is a bit inferior... no choice, Lu Chenzhou has already comprehended the Dao, levels are different."
"Yes, the Darkness path is too strong."
"Hope this leader doesn’t take the path of Demon."
Lu Chenzhou’s emergence immediately attracted attention from all directions.
Hong Tianxiang’s eyes were locked on the "dual LUs" battle, his brow furrowed: "Is this truly the Darkness Dao?"
His Fist Theory was also infinitely close to the Sixth Layer, just a step away from the Dao level.
Purple Qi eastward, rolling and majestic, Zhang Lingmiao left the Life and Death Platform with his sword.
Before him, a fighter close to the end of the Third Realm knelt on the ground, fists braced, already defeated.
Daoist muttered while watching the news: "Lu Xuanjian lost just like that?"
In the mountain forest.
Lu Chenzhou walked cautiously in the forest.
Suddenly, the Tiger Tai Sui Ancient Sword in his mind spun frantically, extreme danger washed over him, he looked up.
Unbeknownst, a Shiva God illusion bearing destruction floated quietly several hundred meters in the sky, causing the forest to tremble.
Shiva’s form danced, reaching out with a crushing gesture, a tidal giant hand illusion grabbed towards him.
Lotus Platform appeared beneath Lu Chenzhou’s feet, Vajra Seal protecting him.
The infallible Vajra Seal instantly shattered, the big handprint showed no sign of stopping.
Without hesitation, Lu Chenzhou declared: "I concede!"
Instantly, his figure vanished, disappearing from the spot.
A mile away in the dense forest, a dry corpse-like old man with glittering eyes laughed: "Pity, the youngster conceded decisively, still to withstand my [Shiva Big Handprint] and not die is quite good, his spiritual cultivation is among the best in Da Xia."
His name is Tamil, spiritual power has reached 2500 Prajna, at the limit of the Third Realm, already 180 years old.
Po Suo’s lifespan average is lesser than Da Xia martial artists, but an advantage is no decline in Qi-Blood.
Given their frail physique, there’s no room for decline.
Hence, in Po Suo, the older they are, the more chilling they become.
In Su City Dragon Martial, Lu Chenzhou appeared, sweat dripping.
"That attack was terrifying, felt no less than Lantuo Temple’s giant bear, a direct confrontation with a Grandmaster illusion."
He was still in fear, fortunately, Tiger Tai Sui foresaw the danger, also fortunate he cultivated the Vajra Seal.
Otherwise, it would be ominous.
"Compared to traditional platforms, complex scene competitions are advantageous for some Po Suo experts, only to land and hide, then use spiritual ability to remotely kill. For upcoming matches, must be more cautious, urgently enhance spiritual power... and this Po Suo expert, actually harbors killing intent towards me."
His eyes sharpened as he examined the information on the leaderboard.
"Hand of Destruction·Tamil..."
Hostility in competition is normal.
But the old man, his killing intent is bare, thus upon entry desiring to kill.
Lu Chenzhou’s strength allows him to concede and escape, if an ordinary master, he might be eradicated.
But he looked at the news, no one else reported killed.
"With Tamil’s prowess capable of instantly killing ordinary Middle Realm, if indiscriminately slaughtered, not everyone could concede and escape, could it be this old thing aims at me? Moreover, Tamil can win thirty consecutive matches to advance, yet remains tangled in novice divisions, clearly doing it intentionally!"
Sky Battle Token, only recognizes martial artists, regardless of righteousness.
Previously a Black Knight ambushed at Star-Picking Tower, making All Nations repeatedly dispatch experts as guardians.
The Caribbean Sea, Mist Sea Domain.
On the Ghost Ship, a thin old figure opened his eyes.
Tamil, considered among the strongest under Po Suo’s spiritual Grandmaster.
At the prow, an imposing figure with red hair like gods and demons stood with arms folded, demon energy surged skyward, waist suspended with fantastically forged supreme sword [Hundred Demons Slayer].
He was the Blood Hidden Tower Master, Beichen Ghost Sword, head of the Chiba family.