"Who the hell are you?"

"So young, so powerful, how can there be such a person in the god group?"

Yi Jian's pupils shrank suddenly.

He lost his weapon though. There was a flash of consternation, but he quickly recovered.

"You don't deserve to know my name. ”

Lu Zhuo smiled casually and said lightly:

"You just need to know that I can easily crush you with a finger. ”

"Hahaha!"

Yi Jian laughed angrily, pointing to the hundreds of elite disciples of the major sects who were trembling around him and said with a smile:

"You crushed me to death with one finger? Do you ask these hundred or so sect disciples who were trembling with fear just now if they agree?"

Lu Zhuo said so wildly, and those sect elders also looked disdainful one by one.

This kid brags and doesn't even make drafts.

Although just now Lu Zhuo didn't know how to hold Yi Jian's Kunwu sword with his two fingers.

But if you can really kill a grandmaster with one finger, even if you are a new grandmaster, even they can't.

"It turned out to be a bad brain. ”

Even Wu Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Lu Zhuo's Kunwu sword that was clamped between Yi Jian's fingers just now shocked others.

But if it is true that they can pinch a grandmaster to death with one finger, even they can't.

"Is that the IQ of the young people of your Protoss like this?"

Wu Nian asked the two gods next to him.

He Mensong didn't answer, just glanced at the mentally retarded eyes.

Wu Nian didn't understand what He Mensong meant at all, and his face was stunned, but he still didn't ask more.

Yi Jian's face was full of pride.

He thought that he was the most proud disciple of the Sword Saint, although the Sword Saint had only taught him reason, and he had only taught him one trick, but to say that he was killed by the young man in front of him with one finger? Just the identity of the disciple of the Sword Saint would not allow anyone to do this to him.

And the other people who had just been suppressed by Yi Jian couldn't accept it.

The elite disciples of the major sects who had just come to the hundredth century were shocked by Yi Jian alone.

Now that a young man has come, he actually said that he could pinch Yi Jian to death with one finger, so isn't it ridiculous that these people are afraid of being like that just now?

Since they couldn't beat Yi Jian, everyone planned to pull Lu Zhuo to the same height as themselves.

"Are you a fool? He just killed ten elite disciples of the major sects by himself, and now you actually say that you can pinch him to death with one finger?"

Chi Shuqun looked at Yi Jian proudly, and looked at Lu Zhuo with some palpitations and sneered.

However, Lu Zhuo does not have these people, and Chi Shuqun's group of people are just losers after all, and their state of mind determines that the upper limit is limited.

Lu Zhuo waved his hand to Zhang Yangfeng, put his hands behind him, and walked step by step like Yi Jian, and said unhurriedly:

"No matter how many of these people you kill, it has nothing to do with me, it's because they are not good at learning, and they can't beat you in group beatings. ”

When Lu Zhuo said this, there was a shouting and scolding behind him.

The elite disciples of those sects were very unconvinced.

"But you just asked me to come down and challenge me, wouldn't it be shameless if I didn't come down?"

Lu Zhuo stretched out one hand and said with a slight smile:

"Go and pull out your Kunwu sword, I'll let you strike first, I've killed a lot of people from the Hanging Sword Sect, and I'm not one of you. ”

"What?"

Yi Jian was stunned.

Killed a lot of people from the Hanging Sword Sect?

A smile appeared on Yi Jian's face, it was just right that he could eliminate a major enemy for the Hanging Sword Sect.

"I'm afraid you'll regret it before you die, you let me pick up my weapon again. ”

Yi Jian shook his head slightly, and after he re-grasped the Kunwu Sword, his whole temperament also changed.

"This sword is called Kunwu, and His Excellency the Sword Saint once taught me a trick called 'Yan Hui', and it only takes one sword to kill the grandmaster!"

Yi Jian kept walking in front of Lu Zhuo, and said with a slight smile:

"You ignorant people don't understand the strength of the Sword Saint and the ideals of the Sword Saint at all. ”

He pointed the Kunwu sword directly at Lu Zhuo, and said unhurriedly:

"Kill you today, and kill a hundred or so wastes over there, and I think my prestige will spread throughout the martial arts world. ”

Chi Shuqun and others were all shocked.

When they ridiculed Lu Zhuo just now, they also had the idea of helping Yi Jian to speak, wanting to make Yi Jian's subordinates merciful.

But Yi Jian said such things now, which made their hearts palpitate.

There were a few young disciples who wanted to turn back, but when they saw the indifferent gazes of those sect elders on Luo Tiantai, they gritted their teeth and stayed in the field.

The lives of these individual elite disciples are not comparable to the face of the entire sect.

Bai Baisheng stared at Bai Linjie fiercely, not letting her go down, and while there was a puzzled look in the audience, he asked Bai Xin:

"Where did this kid come from? Isn't it ordinary? That sword just now can be caught with two fingers, I'm afraid it can't be reached by horizontal practice. ”

"I don't know"

"I don't know, forget it, that kid from the Hanging Sword Sect has some ways, this time he is on guard, he should be able to kill the kid of the god group with one move. ”

Not only Bai Sheng, but many other sect elders had this idea.

It's just because this Yi Jian of the Hanging Sword Sect is a sword cultivator with strong strength and guidance from a master.

You must know that the lethality of sword cultivation is the greatest, which is why among the three major sects of Huaguo, only the Hanging Sword Sect of Sword Cultivation has become a traitor.

If you have strength, you will naturally have ideas.

Moreover, just now, Yi Jian alone suppressed the elite disciples of more than a hundred sects among his peers, this kind of strength and momentum, after fighting this battle, I am afraid that Yi Jian's cultivation will increase.

"This style is called Yan Hui, created by the Sword Saint himself, if you die under this style, it will not be in vain for this life. ”

Yi Jian tied the Kunwu sword to his waist, his right hand was on the hilt of the sword, and the whole person bowed his body.

Lu Zhuo smiled and said:

"Okay, how can you still use sword poses? ”

Seeing Lu Zhuo's frivolous attitude, Yi Jian snorted coldly, held his breath and concentrated, looking for the most suitable time to attack.

On the high platform, Wu Nian of the Hanging Sword Sect actually chatted with He Mensong of the God Group.

"Don't you god-band boys even have weapons?"

"Hehe, Little Brother Lu doesn't need weapons. ”

He Mensong said with a smile.

"Kunwu Jian followed the Sword Saint of my Hanging Sword Sect to enter the world for ten years, and now the Sword Saint has successfully enlightened, and after he was born, the weapon is no longer of great use, so he gave it to Yi Jian, a peak of the Heavenly Sect, and now it may be a matching sword that has stepped into the existence of the God Realm, you actually ignore it so much?"

Wu Nian looked at He Mensong's beer belly and shook his head disdainfully.

"I now think that there is some truth in what Lord Sword Saint said, in this world, the strong are in charge, and the weak can be kept in captivity with peace of mind, and they can just eat and wait for death. ”

Sou!

At this time, the fight has already begun below.

"Die!"

Yi Jian seemed to have found an opportunity, and suddenly pulled his sword out of its sheath and slashed at Lu Zhuo.

After this form came out, there was an uproar, and the speed was so fast that some elders with a slightly lower realm could not see it clearly.

And many of the hundred or so people behind Lu Zhuo showed sadness on their faces.

"It's over, it's over, I'm afraid this kid is going to die, and then it's us, should we fight?"

"Damn, let's fight later! The elders don't seem to want us to go down!"

"Yes, yes, we can't sit and wait for death! We can't beat him to death, we have to gnaw a piece of his flesh!"

Just when the elite disciples of these sects were about to fight, the Kunwu Sword of Yi Jian in front of them finally slashed towards Lu Zhuo.

Zhang Tianqi was on the high platform, his face was flushed, but he still couldn't say a word.

Zhang Tianshi glanced at her and said unhurriedly:

"If I can't even solve this person from the Hanging Sword Sect, how can I rest assured that I will hand you over to him and hand over the Heavenly Master's Mansion to him?"

When Zhang Tianqi heard this, he still stopped moving, but his face was inexplicable.

Bang!

At this time, Yi Jian's Kunwu sword slashed towards Lu Zhuo.

No, maybe it should be said that it was slashed at Lu Zhuo's body protection qi.

A huge wave of sound struck from here in all directions, and the hundred or so sect disciples who were closest were all dizzy from the shock.

"Who died?"

Chi Shuqun's eyes were lost for a moment.

"What?"

Yi Jian looked up in amazement, but found that his strongest sword style even the body protection qi of the ordinary young man in front of him had not been cut at all.

"You're too weak. ”

Lu Zhuo shook his head slightly, only stretched out one finger, and pressed it directly on the top of Yi Jian's head who was stunned.

Easily passed through Yi Jian's body protection qi, as if inserted into water, and pressed towards Yi Jian's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Click!

The sound of bones shattering.

"Ahh

Yi Jian screamed miserably, his eyes wide open and he couldn't see the open palm at all, and after taking a few steps back, he fell to the ground.

Shouting that he wanted a sword to provoke the heroes of the world, shouting who else, Yi Jian, who suppressed more than a hundred elite disciples of the sect by himself.

was suppressed by Lu Zhuo's finger, and the seven orifices bled to death.

Lu Zhuo looked at the frightened Chi Shu crowd and said indifferently:

"How?. ”

(End of chapter)