On the Xuanbing Sword, the force that destroyed the world made the black-robed man's face change greatly.

The translucent black shadow shattered in an instant.

"You bastard! How do you have such power!"

The black-robed man's voice was full of hysteria, looking at Lu He, he roared angrily: "Today, this king is going to let you see the strength of this king!"

Lu He's eyes were cold, but he just looked at the black-robed man coldly, and there seemed to be no emotion in his eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu He directly slashed out with a sword.

Between heaven and earth, a dazzling golden light slashed out from the Xuanbing Sword, which was a huge sword qi thousands of meters long.

Fourth-order madness supernatural power, the perfect attack of the Purple Mansion Realm!

"No!"

The black-robed man roared angrily: "You can't kill me!"

"The one-armed Hades prostrate!"

With the muffled roar of the black-robed man, behind him, the towering mountain-like one-armed Hades fell to his knees on one knee and slammed his right hand into the ground.

Rumble!

The terrifying aura was spreading, and a translucent wave of qi spread out in all directions.

However, before the fourth-order madness transformation divine power, that wave of qi was like foam, and it could not stop the huge and incomparably incomparably sword qi essence in the slightest.

The sword qi slashed at the black-robed man's body.

"Hahaha!"

"You can't kill me!"

The black-robed man had an arrogant roar in his mouth, but before the words fell, his whole person was rushed into the distance by the huge sword qi essence.

"Dead?"

Jun Hei Jian stood up in surprise, flew to Lu He's side, and said, "Master, you still have a way!"

Bingying also came to Lu He's side, although she didn't speak, the adoration in her eyes was undisguised.

Lu He's face was grim and said, "I'm not dead." ”

"How is that possible?"

Jun Hei Prison's face was full of astonishment, and he said, "Master, this kind of world-destroying sword technique of yours, but you have killed two monks from the Purple Mansion Realm, how can that black-robed man not die?"

This fact shocked Lu He.

The strength of the black-robed man was only at the high level of the Mortal Realm, but when he used the one-armed Hades Seal, his aura even gave birth to the Purple Mansion Realm.

And Lu He's fourth-order madness supernatural power, even if it was a boxing immortal in the Purple Mansion Realm, in his heyday, he was killed by Lu He's sword.

But this black-robed man, although he doesn't know where he is now, Lu He is sure that he is definitely not dead.

Lu He didn't hesitate at all, and said directly: "Follow me, although he is not dead, he is definitely seriously injured, catch him." ”

With that, Lu He was like a streamer, flying towards the distant sky.

"Yes!"

Jun Hei Prison and Bing Ying didn't say a word, and followed closely behind Lu He.

After a few breaths, Lu He found the figure of the black-robed man under the black city wall at the junction of the inner city and the outer city.

Although the black-robed man is not dead, his current state is not much better.

His black hood was shattered, his face was covered with blood marks scraped by the sword qi, and his whole body was like a gossamer, lying on the ground weakly, spurting blood from his mouth, struggling to stand up, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Seeing Lu He and the others appear, the black-robed man gritted his teeth, supported the ground with the black giant scythe, grabbed the black giant scythe with both hands, and slowly stood up.

However, his legs, which were trembling because of the pain, showed that his actual situation now was that even if he stood up, he had to use all his strength.

"Bastards!

The black-robed man gritted his teeth and looked at Lu He, and said viciously: "I am the lord of the black city, the guardian of the black city, as long as I still have a breath, I will never allow you to harm the black city!"

Blood mixed with tears flowed from his dark eyes.

The childish face was full of grief and despair.

Lu He and the three of them looked at the black-robed man in front of them, and they were speechless for a while.

This person, it seems that something is wrong?

Lu He put away the Xuanbing Sword, looked at the black-robed man in front of him, and asked, "You, are you the aboriginal here?"

But the black-robed man ignored Lu He, and at this time, he seemed to have regained some strength, and walked along the street towards a private house.

Because of the severity of his injuries, the black-robed man used the black giant scythe in his hand as a crutch, and staggered and swayed three steps, as if he would fall down in the next moment.

Lu He and Jun Hei Prison Bingying glanced at each other and walked behind the black-robed man.

He also wanted to see what secrets this black-robed man was hiding and where the black-robed man came from.

If it weren't for the natives of this black city, it would never have been possible to speak in that tone under such circumstances.

Normally, when a person encounters a certain death, he either chooses to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, or chooses to die rather than give in.

Soon, the black-robed man came to a private house.

The house is very dilapidated, and the top of the wooden door has become decayed due to the passage of time, as if the wooden door will fall apart if you push it hard.

"Ahem!"

Standing in front of the wooden door, the black-robed man suddenly began to cough violently, and blood sprayed on the wooden door in his mouth.

Jun Hei Prison stretched out his hand, wanting to help him, but Lu He waved his hand.

This black-robed man is obviously very stubborn and has a strong sense of self-esteem, and it is impossible to accept the help of an enemy.

Standing firm, the black-robed man pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

Lu He and the three of them also followed, and what caught their eyes was a humble room that could be described as a house with four walls, and the furnishings in the whole house were extremely simple, with only a bed, a low table, and a small bench.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

After the black-robed man entered the door, his childish face showed a sadness that did not match his appearance.

He sat down slowly on the small bench and said without raising his head, "Kill me." ”

Bingying's eyes showed an unbearable look and looked at Lu He.

Lu He comfortingly touched her head, then looked at the black-robed man, and said, "Why did you choose to die here?"

"This is my home. ”

The black-robed man looked at Lu He and said, "Do you want to hear my story?"

"I don't want to. ”

Lu He shook his head, and the black-robed man was speechless for a while.

Lu He took out the elixir from the Qiankun ring, placed it on the low table in front of the black-robed man, and said, "Maybe you won't accept a gift from an enemy, but if you can, maybe we can be friends?"

Although this black-robed man almost killed Jun Hei Prison and Bingying, he also almost killed Lu He.

But Lu He didn't feel much blood from the black-robed man's body, and he could also feel it, although this black-robed man was a little second, at least he wouldn't be a bad person.

Of course, after Tian Feng's incident, Lu He would no longer believe in his vision, but I don't know why, from the body of this black-robed man, Lu He felt a different and very special aura.

The black-robed man looked at Lu He in a daze, and after a long time, he nodded and said, "I'll tell you my story." ”