Chapter 239: All killed

Lu Yiming stood on the spot, raised his sword and slashed horizontally, the sword qi was raging, vertical and horizontal. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Snort.

Every sword qi drew a ravine in the ground, the ground cast in steel was cut out one after another, and some decorations and decorations were affected by the sword qi, and they shattered with a bang.

There was even a piece of display screen that was slashed by a sword qi, and it exploded with a bang, and the current flickered.

However, Lu Yiming never hit Iga Fujiwara.

Iga Fujiwara is like a ghost walking in the void, coming and going without a trace, looming, every time it appears, it is an attack, but unfortunately it was cut off by Lu Yiming, and it can't cause harm.

"Hmph, I've finally caught you!" At this time, Lu Yiming's divine thoughts instantly locked on a place, thinking of the sword, and slashed towards the void half a meter on the right side with a sword.

Iga Fujiwara's instantaneous killing was indeed extraordinary, and there was no way to lock his figure with the naked eye, but Lu Yiming had a divine thought, and he locked his figure in an instant when he released it.

It's like radar, even if you're invisible, you can still know where you are.

This sword, with the belief that one blow will kill, is like a scythe of death, bringing endless death, making people feel dead and disgraced at a glance.

"Yaga, how do you know where I am?" said Iga Fujiwara's angry voice, his body leaping out of the void.

Sting.

The sword qi sliced through the void like tearing paper, cutting that piece of void in half, and nothing could stop it for a moment.

Iga Fujiwara narrowly avoided the past, but a strand of his hair was cut off by the sword qi and fell down.

If he can't dodge, his head will fall.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have some strength, but I underestimated you. Iga Fujiwara looked at the hair fluttering in the air with palpitations, stared at Lu Yiming with a faint gaze, and said seriously, "However, it ends here." ”

Hair falls to the ground.

Iga Fujiwara moved.

"Spiral shuriken!"

He held a shuriken in each hand, and the whole person spun violently like a spinning top, unable to see clearly with the naked eye, forming a human spiral, and the shuriken was like a sawtooth, which brought huge destructive power under the rapid rotation, and attacked and killed the landing.

Whew.

Everything along the way is cut apart, and the destruction is unstoppable, and at this moment, Iga Fujiwara is like a cutting machine, unstoppable.

"Carving insect skills!"

Lu Yiming sneered, the mana was vast and endless, his right hand was held in the void, all the mana was condensed into a heavenly sword, and the aura of surrender of the heavens spread.

I have my own heavenly sword, and one sword can break ten thousand swords.

Lu Yiming held the Heavenly Sword, broke the sky to kill, and slashed angrily with a sword.

At this moment, the sky is crying, the earth is wailing, the people are praying, and the god of death is laughing.

Before the Heavenly Sword arrived, a powerful and incomparable sword aura roared out, and several Deadpools around who had no time to dodge were swept away by the sword qi, and were cut in two by the waist and died on the spot, with blood stained red.

Seeing this, the others fled the battlefield to avoid being affected.

The Heavenly Sword slashed out horizontally in the air, and the sword surged to five zhang, as if it could really cut the entire heavenly dome with one sword.

Rumble!

With the power of a sword, the spiral shuriken collapsed on the spot, and Iga Fujiwara's figure was revealed, his clothes were torn and his hair was scattered, and he looked very embarrassed.

There were also many scars on his body, the skin and flesh were cut by the sword qi, the blood flowed endlessly, and the whole person looked miserable.

"How can you be so powerful?" Iga Fujiwara's heart was frightened, his eyes widened in disbelief and looked at Lu Yiming, if the sword just now hadn't been for him to retreat at a critical moment, his whole person would have been cut in two by a sword.

"Hmph, go to Lord Yama and regret it!" Lu Yiming's expression remained unchanged, and he slashed out again with the Heavenly Sword in his hand.

"Baga, let's go up together and kill him. Iga Fujiwara's body retreated violently, and at the same time he shouted loudly and turned into a group attack alone.

"Kill!"

What Dongying people are best at is to obey orders, and those who don't listen commit suicide by breaking their stomachs, so even if they are refused, feared, and scared in their hearts, they rush up hard.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs, send you to hell. Lu Yiming's expression was cold, the heavenly sword skyrocketed, and the five-zhang sword gang tore through the sky, like a giant god opening the heavens and the earth, and slashed at hundreds of people.

Bang!

A sword slashed down, and the giant sword fell to the ground, and a huge sword mark was cut out of the ground made of steel, ten meters long and five inches deep.

Under the sword, more than 20 people died, with severed limbs and blood, like hell on earth.

While the others rushed to the front and launched an attack on the landing Yiming.

"Howe Fireball Technique!"

"Slash!"

"Kill every inch!"

Lu Yiming's mana stirred and turned into a shield, and the heavenly sword stood erected in front of him, and his hands were pulled left and right.

Woohoo!

Divided into two, two into four, four forty-six, in the blink of an eye, Lu Yiming's body was suspended with hundreds of heavenly swords, evolving into a sword world.

The hilt of the sword is facing downwards, and the tip of the sword is pointing upwards, pointing straight at the sky, as if to cut the sky open.

"A hundred swords fly!"

Lu Yiming's eyes were cold, his thoughts were full of thoughts, and a hundred heavenly swords were like armies, shooting away in the air, breaking through the air and killing for thousands of years.

At this moment, Lu Yiming incarnated as a peerless sword saint and brought the sword world to the world.

Hundreds of heavenly swords were slashed in the air, and the entire underground space was filled with heavenly swords, and there were heavenly swords everywhere, slashing everywhere, and dying everywhere.

The power of each Heavenly Sword is equivalent to a blow from the peak of the Grandmaster, and who can withstand the bombardment of hundreds of Grandmasters?

Ahhh

The wails of death came and went, and a one-sided slaughter was staged in the vast underground space, with the heavenly sword slashing in the air, each sword taking a life.

At the end, hundreds of people died, and the blood flowed and gathered into a pool of blood, which was shocking.

The displays, the furnishings, and the furniture were all destroyed, and it no longer looked like an underground base, but a tomb where bones were buried.

The Iga family's main base in Huaxia was destroyed by Lu Yiming alone.

"You ......" Iga Fujiwara's eyes widened, his eyes full of horror and fear, "you kill them all, our Iga family will not let you go!"

"Hmph, if the Iga family dares to attack, I will kill them!" Lu Yiming said with a cold expression, "You can also go to hell with them." ”

As soon as the words fell, a hundred heavenly swords broke through the air and struck, roaring.

Iga Fujiwara was instantly submerged.

didn't even let out a scream, and Iga Fujiwara, the shinobi, was torn apart by a hundred swords.

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