Supreme in the world

Chapter 168 Nine Character Mantra
The whole hall was silent, and the sparrow was silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at Lu Liusheng.

After a while, Lu Liusheng suddenly looked up to the sky and burst out laughing, the expression on his face was almost crazy.

For a moment, everyone frowned and were puzzled.

Could it be that Lu Liusheng's nine Qi walls were broken, and he couldn't accept it in his heart?
It would be difficult for someone else to accept it.

With painstaking efforts and 20 years of painstaking efforts, he created the defense of these nine air walls. He never thought that Lin Zhe would break through them in the first battle down the mountain!

Lin Zhe was startled, and said with a smile, "Mr. Lu, why are you laughing?"

"I laugh... In the past 20 years... under the ranking list, I finally met a real opponent..."

Lu Liusheng's smile froze suddenly, and his whole face was shocked. There was a deep black light in his eyes, as if he could see through the soul of a person, and he looked straight at Lin Zhe.

When everyone heard the words, their expressions were astonished, and they gasped.

This Lu Liusheng is really a madman who has lived in seclusion for decades, and the defense of the nine qi walls created with painstaking efforts was broken by Lin Zhe, and he was not angry but happy.

At this moment, Lu Liusheng seemed to have ignited a raging fighting spirit.

He yelled: "Lin Daoqing, you are young and promising, let me admire... If you can break through my 'Purple Light Flame Spear' today, in the future, if anyone dares to say that you are not in front of me, I will do it on the spot." Cut off his tongue!"

After finishing speaking, he raised one arm and raised it towards the sky.

In an instant, there was a dull sound of "rumbling" faintly in the sky.

Many cultivators changed their complexions and looked straight towards the sky.

"Not good, fellow daoist, be careful..."

Among the crowd, Fuyouzi sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly spoke out to remind him.

Lin Zhe looked up.

At this moment, a long chant resounded in the sky, like a dragon's whistle, deafening.

A ray of purple light came from the sky, like a meteor falling. In the high sky, a gorgeous long rainbow was drawn, and it came straight to Lu Liusheng.

Lu Liusheng's face showed pride, and he rose into the air. In an instant, purple light came shining, and he held it with one hand.

I only saw a spear, eight feet long, with brilliant purple light, in the tip of the spear, there was a bleak brilliance, like fireworks, constantly beating, and a lingering power emanated from the spear, that is A terrifying killing intent that makes one's heart tremble.

Lu Liusheng's whole body, at this moment, seemed to be integrated with the spear, and his thousand fighting spirits merged into the spear body, like an iron-blooded warrior, looking down on all directions.

"kill!"

Lu Liusheng shouted angrily.

As soon as the voice fell, the spear stabbed out immediately. Although Lin Zhe was several meters away, at this moment, at the point of the spear's point, the light was bleak and cold, and the endless offensive seemed to flow into the river and sea, condensing into a torrent, surging come.

The whole aura is extremely powerful and frightening.

The gust of wind swept through, howling again and again.

"Fighting intent! Spear intent! This..."

Among the crowd, someone exclaimed, as if they had already stared blankly.

At this moment, the old man seemed to have tears in his eyes, his whole body could not help but tremble, and he murmured excitedly: "The art of the imperial weapon... this... this is the art of the imperial weapon...too strong...too strong It's..."

Many cultivators were dumbfounded.

From ancient times to the present, regardless of any sect, there are ways to cultivate imperial weapons.

However, for a long time, compared with other magical powers, imperial equipment has been a terminal technique.

For a cultivator, instead of expending energy to practice the art of the imperial weapon, it is more practical to focus on the use of one's own magical powers.

For one thing, it is the period of the end of the law, and the battles of practitioners are becoming less and less, and more of them are based on fighting skills. In this case, the art of imperial weapon is becoming less and less important.

Secondly, it is not like in ancient times that people can carry some swords and weapons with them. For practitioners, if they want to practice the art of imperial weapons, they still need to find a good weapon, which is getting more and more difficult. , is also more troublesome.

Therefore, the pure art of imperial weapon is becoming rarer and rarer.

In ancient times, there were many legends about sword celestial beings. When a flying sword is released, it is so brilliant that it can take the head of a person thousands of miles away.

But nowadays, where does such an expert exist?
However, Lu Liusheng greeted the air caller with majesty and a powerful aura that shocked the scene, and all the practitioners looked sideways at him.

"The Purple Light Flame Spear is the strongest weapon in Hantian Palace of Tianjue Mountain... Lu Liusheng's strength has already reached its peak, and now it is paired with the power of a divine weapon, it must be extremely terrifying..."

"Even if Lin Daoqing has great abilities, I'm afraid it's hard to resist..."

Among the crowd, many practitioners spoke one after another.

A powerful magical weapon can bring twice the result with half the effort to the cultivator. With the addition of the magical weapon's own power, the power that the cultivator can display is not only as simple as 1+1=2, it may even be emitted Four or five times more power.

Everyone knows this.

A pistol, even in the hands of an elementary school student, can exert deadly force.

The purple flaming spear slashed down, and in an instant, it went straight towards Lin Zhe with murderous aura.

Lin Zhe was startled, feeling the dangerous aura, for a moment, he didn't dare to parry, and quickly dodged.

It has to be said that in comparison, Lu Liusheng's offensive made Lin Zhe faintly feel that he was better than Han Zheng.

"boom"

A burst of gaseous flames exploded, and the earth was shaken continuously.

The crowd around the audience trembled in shock. At this moment, they almost went crazy.

"No, Lu Liusheng's offensive is more terrifying than his Nine Qi Wall..." Fuyouzi's complexion changed drastically, and he was filled with surprise.

The blow just now seemed to be an understatement, but it actually contained countless divine powers. Even Floater might not dare to guarantee that he could take it intact.

It is indeed a wise choice for Lin Zhe to retreat.

I saw Lu Liusheng yelled, his face was stern, his hands clenched the spear body, and he came in a flash, his figure was as fast as a ghost, and his shadow said.

All of a sudden, killing intent surged into the sky, attacking Lin Zhe from all directions.

The ferocious offensive seems to be able to split mountains and open rocks, and it is unstoppable.

In an instant, the streamer continued to shine and enveloped, as if to completely block Lin Zhe.

"Friend Daoist, I will borrow your long sword!"

Fuyouzi took a step forward and shouted loudly.

As the voice fell, he flicked his sleeves, only to hear a "ding", and a beam of light flew out from his sleeves, heading straight towards Lin Zhe in the arena.

Lin Zhe's expression was startled, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he did a backflip, rose into the air, and instantly slapped out two palms.

"boom"

A powerful wave of air temporarily stopped Lu Liusheng's attack from the Purple Flame Spear, buying him some time.

The long sword came through the air, shaking all directions, and was held in Lin Zhe's hand in an instant.

I saw Lin Zhe waved his long sword in the air, "swiping" several brilliance, flying out, meeting the power of the purple flaming spear.

At this moment, the speed was extremely fast, and everyone present was dazzled and exclaimed continuously.

The battle between the two was in full swing, touching people's hearts, and everyone looked dumbfounded.

At this time, Gu Manhan held Ye Mingxuan's hand beside her. Beads of sweat ooze from the palm of her hand...

"boom"

The two forces collided, and Lu Liusheng's powerful killing intent seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.

He stared intently, holding the purple flaming spear in his hand, and slowly turning it.

In all directions, the strong wind blew again, and the sky was full of hustle and bustle, which seemed to be constantly gathering...

(End of this chapter)