It’s too late to see clearly!

It’s so fast that it’s impossible to avoid!

He almost felt a stinging pain between his eyebrows, and Fu Lin instinctively raised his hands and crossed them to clamp the blade of the long sword.

He used his powerful physique as a dragon to tightly block the sword energy and the sword body with his arms.

The sword energy tore his skin, golden dragon blood stained the sword, and more dripped onto the ground.

The physical strength of the human race is not as good as that of the demon race, and this is even more so in this era.

Therefore, there are only two secrets for humans to defeat monsters: skills and equipment.

Skills are a series of techniques including using the brain; weapons are the weapons in your hands.

Immortal weapons, holy weapons, spiritual weapons, magical weapons... relying on these weapons that can cooperate with their own spiritual power to exert the strength of 1+1>2, the defense of the monsters is no longer indestructible.

In today's era when it is difficult to achieve effective results in physical training, only the older generation of physical practitioners dare to wrestle with monsters, while the new generation of practitioners giving up their advantages to wrestle with monsters is tantamount to seeking death.

So when Lu Jinan was attacked by Fu Lin, he wanted to draw his sword the first time. Even if he was forced to block with the sword and was injured in the wrestling, he had to draw out the certificate of the underworld.

Although his swordsmanship had reached the level of 'clear mirror and still water', that is, 'no sword in hand, but the sword in the heart', but facing a demon king in the Hedao realm, it was difficult to break the defense of this demon king who seemed arrogant but was actually steady and cautious with just sword energy.

Especially since the opponent is the Dragon King, who is from the strongest dragon clan among the demon clan.

The gap in realm and physique can only be broken by combining the Nether Evidence with sword energy to break the opponent's defense.

Once the defense is broken, everything will be easy.

The Ming Zheng was stopped in his tracks by Fu Lin crossing his arms. Lu Jinan twisted his wrist without hesitation and swung the sword horizontally. The sharper blade directly tore off some flesh and blood from Fu Lin's two forearms.

The sword energy was filled with deathly aura, silently.

Fu Lin roared as his flesh and blood were cut off. Although it was painful, he still used his arms to face the sword blade with more force to block the forward momentum of the long sword.

If he let go of Lu Jinan's sword at this moment, his head would be in danger.

The golden evil spirit soared into the sky accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, like layers of mountains spreading out directly. Countless dragon heads, with the force of Mount Tai pressing down on one's head, came towards Jin An from all directions and surrounded him tightly.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the ghost town was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere. In the midst of the gloom, it seemed that a heavy rain was about to come.

Lu Jinan lowered his eyelids slightly, as if he was ignoring the thousands of dragon heads. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand, and his left hand, which was stained with blood, slowly but quickly stroked the sword body of the Nether Certificate with his sword fingers, which was engraved with blood patterns.

The sound of sword lingered, and spiritual energy turned into sword energy and pointed forward!

sizzle-

The sword energy hummed clearly and suddenly broke through.

There is thunder in the sky and earth.

The mountains constructed by Fu Lin were torn apart by the spreading lightning. The thundering sword light split the mountains when it encountered them, and the mountains collapsed one after another.

The sword rises like a dragon and a snake, and the wind and thunder are roaring.

Dots of dragon and snake sword energy followed the Mingzheng straight towards the wound on Fu Lin's arm, causing his face to change drastically.

His physique is not afraid of the sword energy of the 'Clear Mirror and Still Water' stage of the Holy Realm, but his wounds are afraid!

Fu Lin knew very well how powerful the human race's sword energy would be once it broke through the monster's physical defense!

Especially the long sword in Lu Jinan's hand is so sharp that it is comparable to an immortal sword... It looks like a Mingzheng, but isn't a Mingzheng a short sword?

Fu Lin didn't think too much about it.

"Ah!"

Fu Lin didn't hesitate at all. The veins in his arms bulged like a dragon. The golden demonic energy surged more and more as he pulled back and kicked Lu Jinan's lower abdomen with one foot.

The blade of the Mingzheng sword penetrated deeper into the flesh, but Fu Lin didn't care. He had to break free from Lu Jinan's extremely fast sword, otherwise he would not be able to launch a counterattack.

He retreated and Lu Jinan advanced.

Even though he was kicked by Fu Lin and his internal organs were churning, his expression did not change and his steps did not stop.

Once a Dragon King in the Hedao realm launches a counterattack, it will not be easy to resolve the battle.

Therefore, once you gain the upper hand, you must pursue it relentlessly.

until--

Fu Lin's crossed arms that were tightly holding Ming Zheng suddenly relaxed somewhat powerlessly. The gloomy deathly aura rushed out from his wounds, wiping out some of the vitality from his arms.

Death Code?

Fu Lin's face changed again. Lu Jinan also understood this rule? He had never heard of it before!

Lu Jinan didn't care what he was thinking. Now he finally waited until the death energy hidden in the sword energy broke his defense. He immediately shook his wrist and used all his strength to flick his arms to the left and right, and the space law started again.

The distance was shortened again, and he kept swinging his sword. The sword light was like stars, like thousands of falling flowers, becoming brighter and brighter, and like a heavy rain, falling from the sky.

Golden blood was flying, and Fu Lin was furious and began to panic in his heart.

Half of Lu Jinan's sword was aimed at the wounds on his arms, which not only made it impossible for him to expel the death energy, but also continued to intensify the erosion of the death energy.

The other half was aimed squarely at his heart, which he couldn't defend with his arms.

Despite the heavy demonic energy and his strong physique, Lu Jinan's sword stabbed into the same spot every time, without exception.

Assisted by the rules of space, his sword is faster than Fu Lin's defense with demonic energy!

Over time, even a drop of water can wear through a rock, let alone sword energy!

Fu Lin, who could only passively retreat and defend, stared at Lu Jinan, trying to find the flaw in his spiritual power consumption, but this man's sword was not messy at all... Huh?

The sword stopped?

As soon as this thought came to Fu Lin's mind, the next second, an unknown fear rose from the bottom of his heart and he could not control it at all.

Lu Jinan paused as he retracted his wrist, then thrust out again. The tip of Ming Zheng's sword entered the space vortex and then came out of the space vortex.

In an instant, all the sword energy released before merged into one in the air and gathered at the tip of the sword!

Cut off the evil spirit of the Dragon King with one sword.

The sword has the power to split mountains and cut rivers.

call out!

The ancient sword is cold and dim, although it has a history of tens of millions of years, the sword light can still absorb the sun and the moon!

"Wait..." Fu Lin's face turned pale: "Jun Bingquan, save me!!!"

Jun Bingquan certainly didn't want to save him, but he had to. He took a step forward, and the power of the Dragon Emperor was enough to contain Lu Jinan without hurting the chief disciple of Wandao Sect.

"land……"

Jun Bingquan stepped out with his right foot and landed on the ground. The next second, he felt his knee go weak. His face changed and he knelt straight on one knee.

In the sight, the black feathers float lightly, like the setting moon and sinking stars.

After the black feather, the underworld certificate sank into Fu Lin’s heart.

"Adults shouldn't get involved in minor fights between young people, what do you think?"

Pei Wanyu's voice is lighter than a black feather and heavier than a mountain.

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Chapter 47: Master seems to be of great importance?

Ding~

The black feathers falling to the ground were like dripping water drops, causing ripples one after another. In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color.

It was as if a pair of pitch-black wings covered the sky and the sun, and then the eternal night darker than the dark night swallowed up the entire ghost town.

In the silence, there is a lingering purple aura, mysterious and majestic.

"You...that's not right, you..."

Dragon Emperor Jun Bingquan's face was filled with horror. He turned his head abruptly and paused as he was about to blurt out something. Instead, he said in disbelief, "You, you, you are..."

Pei Wanyu didn't even look at him, but just made a gesture to keep quiet. Feeling the heavy pressure from all sides, Jun Bingquan closed his mouth with a changed expression, his eyes full of surprise and suspicion.

Lu Jinan, whose sword pierced Fu Lin's heart, turned his head and glanced at his master who appeared here. Seeing the charming smile his master showed him, ripples appeared in his heart.

He immediately guessed that his master must have secretly followed him to the ghost town from the very beginning.

It was probably from Xia Ming's mouth that he asked about the "evidence of the afterlife".

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily, but Lu Jinan did not greet his master immediately. Instead, he looked at Fu Lin again. No matter what he was surprised about or said, he just used the "Underworld Certificate" as a medium to continuously pour death energy into his body, destroying all his vitality from the inside out.

Seeing that Fu Lin's struggles were getting weaker and his golden pupils were gradually dimming until he was only breathing his last breath, Lu Jinan immediately thrust the Nether Certificate a little deeper before releasing it, and then made hand gestures with both hands.

Although the "Great Freedom Visualization Method" records birth and death, there is no mention of reversal. He has rehearsed many times for this day, and now that he has obtained the Yin and Ming energy, he will begin to really try it.

A magic circle with the Code of Death as its core emerged from the soles of his feet and then covered Fu Lin's entire body.

The Yin and Ming Qi was used to transform Fu Lin's soul, so the originally dead soul was able to remain in the human world. It looked like dead air, but it became "alive" in the concept of the law.

Fu Lin's dragon body was corroded by the death energy. His body surface, flesh, blood and even clothes were all corroded by the death energy and he died completely. This was "death".

In this way, life and death coexist.

Lu Jinan concentrated on making hand gestures and unfolding the Code of Death. Then, the dark death energy gradually enveloped Fu Lin, and gradually, dense death spells appeared and sank into his flesh and blood, corroding everything including his clothes into a deathly black color.

The black death energy like a tornado enveloped Fu Lin, with some gray and dark energy revealing from the center of his eyebrows, and began to absorb the demonic energy system of Fu Lin during his lifetime.

Lu Jinan's eyes became calmer and calmer, and the speed at which his hands made hand gestures became faster and faster.

If I have to say, his technique is similar to Impure World Reincarnation, but the difference is that Fu Lin's soul has become a dark and gloomy energy without self-thinking, and his body is also his original body.

Moreover, his technique can not only preserve the strength of the deceased during his lifetime, but also retain the ability to practice cultivation - in other words, it is not a disposable consumable.

Pfft!

As Lu Jinan completed the spell, the certificate of the underworld flew out from Fu Lin's heart, but Fu Lin in front of him leaned back and fell to the ground with a plop, and the spell seemed to have failed.

Lu Jinan looked at the fallen Fu Lin expressionlessly. He could clearly feel that in his sea of ​​consciousness was the soul of the dark energy, while his dragon body was completely corroded by the death energy, a 'coexistence of life and death' without any conflict.

"Stand up." Lu Jinan gave the order.

Fu Lin opened his gray eyes and slowly stood up from the ground, with deathly aura surrounding him.

Under the operation of the Code of Death, spiritual power turned into death energy, just like spiritual power became the sword energy of a sword cultivator.

Fu Lin knelt on one knee, silent.

His dark and deathly aura all came from Lu Jinan, and Lu Jinan was his master.

Just like Emperor Fengdu is the ruler of the underworld.

Lu Jinan didn't say anything, but just pointed his finger into the air. Fu Lin immediately soared into the sky and turned into a giant dragon with deathly aura all over its body.

Lu Jinan raised his head and controlled the corpse dragon to change its size and cast spells until the transformation of spiritual energy could not keep up with the consumption of death energy, then he stopped.

Only at this moment did Lu Jinan's expression completely relax. The idea he had come up with a year and a half ago... was successful!

A smile appeared involuntarily on the corner of his mouth. Lu Jinan pressed his right hand, and the corpse dragon in the sky swooped down. After changing to the size of a teenager, it rushed into the space vortex unfolding on the ground and disappeared.

That was the independent space that Lu Jinan opened up after he increased his spatial power to the level of 'Sumeru Mustard Seed', and at this time, this space was filled with deathly energy.

The space created by combining the Code of Death and the Code of Space is where corpse dragons can survive.

Unfortunately, Lu Jinan’s cultivation is not enough now, so he can only make the corpse dragon smaller so that it can enter the dead space.

Lu Jinan had just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a fragrant breeze approach him. Then, his bloodstained left hand was gently grasped by a pair of red nail polish-stained hands. The voice was both concerned and reproachful: "Silly disciple! You could have used the spatial rules to dodge immediately, but why did you have to block it?"

Lu Jinan said obediently: "I just want to test the current strength of my body."

"Wrestling with the dragon clan?" Pei Wanyu caressed her beloved disciple's left hand with pity. After finding that his injuries had almost healed, she raised her head and glared at him, "Even the older generation of physical cultivators still alive wouldn't dare to do that, not to mention that your realm is lower than his."

"I know my limits." Lu Jinan consoled him, "Isn't he dead?"

"You know your limits. Your teacher is very nervous." Pei Wanyu said, pulling his left hand into her arms. As her breathing rose and fell, Lu Jinan's fingertips lightly touched Hengkan Chengling's collar: "Next time..."

Without waiting for the master to finish, Lu Jinan looked at her charming face and said softly, "Disciple has grown up."

"Growing up and 'growing up' are different~" Pei Wanyu hooked her apprentice's palm with her index finger: "When your master says you have grown up, then you are grown up, do you understand?"

"This may not be up to Master." Lu Jinan said, looking up at the Dragon Emperor who had stood up not far away and had two horns on his head.

The dragon race can certainly transform into a human form, but they deliberately keep dragon horns to show their noble status as dragons.

Jun Bingquan's gaze paused for a moment on Lu Jinan's face before he looked at Pei Wanyu. Just as he was about to speak, Pei Wanyu glanced at him sideways and asked, "Anything else?"

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