Strong in strength, strong in physique, fighting with others, never winning with skill, but relying on physical strength to fight.

All of this made Lu Chen a little far away from the dashing swordsman who killed one person in ten steps and did not leave a thousand miles in his imagination.

It's just that this didn't make Lu Chen depressed, chic is not as important as being alive, Lu Chen is very satisfied with his strong qi and blood.

"Juggernaut, you should be out of the flesh suit. ”

With this thought, Lu Chen was fighting with the black umbrella.

And Lu Chen is happy, the situation of the black umbrella is getting worse and worse, Lu Chen's blood has infected almost all the umbrella surfaces, and the black umbrella at this time has become red, and it is almost unable to hold on.

However, the carelessness just now made Lu Chen remember it vividly.

Therefore, even though the black umbrella is about to end, as long as the system prompt does not sound, Lu Chen will definitely not let down his vigilance.

Condensed his consciousness and grabbed the black umbrella, and at the same time, Lu Chen was also controlling his own blood, so that it continued to drip towards the black umbrella.

Because of his high physique and massive blood loss, it did not make Lu Chen feel dizzy.

In this way, he held on for another minute, and the black umbrella, which was already more than ninety-nine percent, was infected by Lu Chen's blood.

It's just that, even so, Lu Chen still didn't dare to relax, and it turned out that Lu Chen was right to do this, and the black umbrella did have the last trick.

As the black umbrella was infected with blood, the soul it had previously controlled was also constantly melted by Lu Chen's blood.

The desperate black umbrella suddenly retracted the umbrella surface and wrapped Lu Chen, who was squatting on the ground.

But this time, after enveloping Lu Chen, the black mist no longer appeared, and it seemed to know that the black mist could not help the bloody Lu Chen.

It's just that the black umbrella didn't give up resistance, and after wrapping Lu Chen, the black umbrella suddenly passed through the umbrella handle and transmitted a picture to Lu Chen.

This time it's not a remnant soul, a resentful soul or something like that, it's really a picture, a picture that looks ordinary.

It's just that this picture is the last struggle of the black umbrella, how can it be ordinary.

And it is, it is.

Even through Ruhong's qi and blood, the last picture of the black umbrella still clearly entered Lu Chen's mind, making Lu Chen unable to pay attention to anything else for a while.

The picture is a white-clothed swordsman holding an umbrella and walking in the dark night, the figure is facing away from Lu Chen, and it is even more night, covered by rain, and a little blurry.

But even so, "seeing" that figure, Lu Chen's eyes were suddenly in tears, and there was a feeling that his eyes would be pierced by a sharp sword.

"That's not a puppet controlled by the Black Umbrella, it's the former owner of the Black Umbrella. ”

That back inexplicably made Lu Chen have such an idea.

It's just that, soon, Lu Chen can't think about anything else.

In that scene, the white-clothed swordsman holding a black umbrella seemed to sense that someone was spying on him, and was about to turn back.

And with his movements, a trembling feeling appeared in Lu Chen's heart.

"If he turns around and sees me, I'll die!"

Lu Chen, who had such an idea, suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and then, regardless of him, suddenly roared angrily.

In that roar, a mouthful of blood was suddenly sprayed on the black umbrella by Lu Chen, and there was a domineering fluctuation that emanated from Lu Chen's mind and spread to the picture in the umbrella.

To tell the truth, the overlord color is very domineering, but Lu Chen is too weak, even if the overlord color domineering is stimulated, Lu Chen is only a little relieved, but the feeling of dying at any time still fills Lu Chen's heart.

Fortunately, what Lu Chen dealt with was not the white-clothed swordsman, but an umbrella in his hand that he might have picked up from everywhere, or an umbrella that had left the original owner for an unknown amount of time.

In the roar, the blood spurted out by Lu Chen directly made the black umbrella completely turn red, and the domineering aura of the overlord color exuded in his mind made the consciousness of the black umbrella completely annihilated.

[The system prompts that the host has eliminated the black coffin-level ghast (suppressed by the totem) and obtained 400 experience points]

Immortal remnant souls, white geistels, and black coffin-level ghasts, this is the level of powerful ghosts that Lu Chen learned from the memories of the barbarian boy.

"I didn't expect it to be a black coffin-level ghast, but yes, if it wasn't so powerful, it wouldn't be so powerful after entering the totem pole. ”

Although he was surprised that a black coffin-level ghast appeared nearby, he had finally died, and he had gained a lot of experience, and Lu Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that before Lu Chen threw away the black umbrella in his hand, suddenly, a cold voice came into Lu Chen's mind.

"Interesting!"

The sudden sound startled Lu Chen.

"How is it possible, the black umbrella has died, why haven't you dissipated yet. ”

There was almost no guesswork, and Lu Chen understood that it was the white swordsman holding an umbrella in his mind who made the sound.

What frightened Lu Chen was that after the black umbrella died, his influence in Lu Chen's mind was about to dissipate, but for some reason, at this time, he heard a voice again.

And this also made Lu Chen's eyes cold.

"Isn't Black Umbrella dead yet?"

As if he had detected Lu Chen's thoughts, the white-clothed swordsman sneered.

"Don't compare me with that evil animal, call me by name, and I will naturally perceive it. ”

"Thou shalt not call upon my name, for this is God!"

Listening to the words of this white-clothed swordsman, Lu Chen's mind was inexplicably associated with a great existence.

It's just that before Lu Chen was frightened, the phantom in front of him blurred again.

"This time it's me...... Mistakes, but ...... Unexpectedly, an umbrella would also be ...... Becoming evil. ”

"Forget it, since you help ...... portal, and I'm not ...... Ones, give you some ...... Reward, can ...... Comprehension, it's up to you to ...... ......"

Before the words were finished, the phantom dissipated like smoke, but the smoke that dispersed did not dissipate, but suddenly crashed into Lu Chen's mind.

"Boom", in an instant, Lu Chen felt like his mind was about to explode, and there was a huge amount of information coming from the smoke and pouring into Lu Chen's mind.

Under the impact of that huge amount of information, Lu Chen instantly bled out of his seven orifices, and the person fell down directly.

"Ah Chen......"

"It's okay, Ah Chen......"

"Quick, find Lord Wu Zhu!"

......

Swinging the sword, collecting the sword, swinging the sword, collecting the sword, a young man, standing on the cliff, constantly practicing basic skills.

Day, night, sunset, moonrise, no matter what time period, you can see the figure of the teenager practicing the sword.

Then, more trees sprouted, branches and leaves flourished, then yellowed, and finally there was heavy snowfall, but in the changing world, the figure of practicing swords did not stop at all.

With the passage of time, the figure of sword practice has grown up little by little, but the time of sword practice has never decreased.

It's just that the time hasn't changed, but the number of times I practice the sword every day has been increasing.

At first three thousand, then five thousand, when he was young, he had become ten thousand, and when he was about to reach adulthood, he had reached one hundred thousand.

100,000 swings of the sword every day, the sword body can no longer be seen, only the continuous shadow of the sword.

Suddenly, one day, the endless sword shadows suddenly became fewer, from 100,000, to 10,000, 5,000, 3,000, and finally, they converged as one.

At this point, that figure, on the edge of the cliff, stood for a day, and one day, only a sword was wielded.

When he raised his hand and swung his sword, the sword ......

"Ah......h

In a burst of pain, Lu Chen sat up suddenly, panting hard.