"Harama mulberry ......"

The eyes of the misty hidden talent appeared to be distracted for a moment.

Sword Saint Harayama Nobuo, and Yanagi Tianqing are in the same line, although they have not reached the height of Yanagi Tianqing, but because they have been immersed in the first class for two days for a long time, plus they have never been defeated in the past ten years.

Regarded by countless people, he is the best successor of the next era of Yanagi Sword Master.

"What's wrong with him!"

Liu Sheng Tianqing suddenly stopped drinking, and the thunderous sound made the hearts of everyone in the audience tremble.

It was his first gaffe to date.

"How could you have met Nobuo Harayama."

Wu Yin Caisuke said something else, according to the normal agreement, the activity area of Yuan Shan Nobuo and Lu Ze's action area could not be matched.

Wrong!

Since Lu Ze has appeared here, it is no longer common sense.

A terrible and ridiculous thought appeared in his mind, and Wu Yin Caisuke finally realized the terrible information revealed behind Lu Ze's words.

He also finally realized how many secret and terrible facts were hidden in the underground bounty released by the Wan family!

However, it was okay that Wu Yin didn't ask, and after he spoke, a trace of sarcasm flashed in Lu Ze's eyes.

"I've not only met Nobuo Harayama, but I've also met Shangguan Fifth."

"They were serene when they left."

"Fate is always so ingenious, no one knows who they will meet in the next second."

"Like, you didn't know I'd ever seen you like this."

A cruel smile appeared on Lu Ze's face.

Throw your left hand to the side at will.

The scabbard of the six-edged and octagonal Tang knife sank straight into the small half of the reef ground.

Taking a step forward indifferently, he grasped the handle of the knife with his five fingers and slowly pulled it out.

Clear as a mirror, the blade that is not stained with fine dust, like a pool of autumn water, with a quiet and elegant beauty.

"Are you looking for death?"

The fog was cold, and a pair of eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the human body.

He casually threw away the Burning Plains Fire War Knife in his hand, the rare weapon that had slashed countless misty beasts along the way, and it was like a discarded piece in his hands.

Then put your hands together and gently pull them apart diagonally.

Black shadows wriggled.

Like liquid metal, it is created out of thin air, intertwined and grows, and finally condenses into a curved war knife as black as ink.

The eyes of more than a hundred neon armor warriors revealed ferocity at the same time.

Liu Sheng Tianqing turned around completely and faced Lu Ze.

On that detached face, there was no expression of indifference.

For the people of Bai Abu, who were gradually gathering, the enemy's momentum increased exponentially at this time.

They didn't make big statements, they didn't yell excitedly, and they didn't have any reminders of madness.

It's come to this point.

Even the leaders of the other bases dared to stand in front of them.

It's a man who doesn't have an egg yet.

That's it!

Wang Bing's eyes were red, and he pulled out a plasma stick from behind him.

The two majors were guarding Su Wei's side, covering their armor with their swords.

Bai Anbu people, line up again!

The two sides were tense, and the severe and suppressed momentum climbed to the top.

In mid-air, some residual leaves that were swept up by the wind swirled past, and one of them was about to stick to Lu Ze's face.

But when it was still ten centimeters away from Lu Ze's face, it shattered silently.

A pale green ash rose without a breath.

After the ashes, a shuddering smile appeared on Lu Ze's face, and he slowly glanced at it for a week and then spoke softly:

"I'm here today to kill you......"

"Or be beaten to death by you."

"I don't know what you think?"

A faint sound, like thunder sweeping through every inch of land.

At this moment, no other sound can be heard at all.

……

The wind is quiet.

Fifty meters later, the people of Bai Abe, who had just pulled their momentum to the top, were stunned.

A hundred meters later, the people in the south of Shangnan, who had just gained a foothold, were excited.

In the end, Tian He, who was already tired as a dog, was weak at the moment, took three steps back in succession, and sat softly on the ground after his back hit a reef.

Holding the "guitar" console blankly, he muttered: "My heart hurts......"

……

And for the neon tribesmen who seem to have auditory hallucinations.

After a moment of distraction, it finally turned into endless rage.

Everyone stepped forward in unison, silently, but as if a mountain was pressing out of thin air.

Among them, there are six people from the Eight Realms!

There is one person in the Nine Realms!

There is also a contemporary sword saint of the Ten Realms!

It is really ...... that a Yanhuang officer dared to make a big statement in front of them

I'm tired of it!

"Bastard."

A warrior wearing Sengoku armor, his face covered by a silver mask, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, which was hideous.

The big sword was raised with both hands, and the blade was pointed forward.

Rumble!

There were eight air currents on both sides of the knees out of thin air.

The armor, which perfectly blends classical aesthetics with contemporary technology, shows an amazing dynamic acceleration effect.

"Yanagi Sword Saint sits down, the heavenly ghost lives in the sword with a sword, Xichuan Zhensheng!"

The words are round, with solemnity.

The Great Tai Sword, whose blade was more than 140 centimeters long, appeared in the air for a moment, and then turned into white light in an instant.

It stores knife power and spews silently along the blade, and thin lines of white light cross all the fields of vision in front of you.

"Dirt chicken, tile dog, I'm not interested in remembering."

Lu Ze held a knife in his left hand, and at the moment when the white light was about to sweep over his body, the three fingers of his right hand pinched at will.

The heavenly ghost brought up all the dust waves with a single sword, and suddenly rose up.

Nishikawa Masa's frightened face was revealed, and he looked at the big sword in his hand in disbelief.

Those three fingers, like a mountain range in front of him, suppressed all his might.

Click.

Lu Ze twisted it casually.

The blade snapped in response.

Lu Ze walked forward indifferently, walked past Nishikawa Shinsheng's side, and when he passed by, he pinched the broken knife in his right hand and sent it forward, instantly piercing Nishikawa Shinsheng's throat.

Poof.

Nishikawa opened his mouth, but he couldn't even make a sound, and fell to his knees, out of breath.

Lu Ze's face was expressionless, and he walked towards the neon hundred people alone, and his voice was far away, falling on the ears of dozens of people behind Bai An and Shang Nan.

"Yan Huang belongs, they are all comrades, and they should swear to each other."

……

"We have experienced betrayal, we have experienced the death of our brothers."

……

"We retreated outside our homes and brought shame on the flag."

……

"Now, you are willing to accompany me, to live and die."

"Shall we reclaim the glory of our warriors?"

Lu Ze paused to look at it, tilted his head slightly, revealing a calm side face.

The voice is like a breeze, and the waves are not alarmed.

The voice was like a raging wind, rolling through the hearts of every Yanhuang sergeant.

The sound is like thunder, and it will eventually bloom on every inch of land here, under every white cloud.

Behind him, the people of Bai An.

Lieutenant Colonel Su Wei, a rough old man who is over thirty years old, has tears in his eyes at this moment, as if he has returned to the light, and all his physical strength seems to have returned to his body in an instant.

He struggled and raised his head and roared:

"Yes!"

The servants behind him are like clouds.

The sound is like a knife.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The military spirit roared, and the heavens resounded.

……

"Okay."

Lu Ze fell, retracted his gaze, and slowly raised the knife in his left arm.

Looking at the fog hidden talent, looking at Liu Sheng Tianqing, and looking at the group of more than 100 neon warriors like tigers and wolves.

Said the most insipid and domineering thing they had ever heard in their lives.

"You guys, let's go up together."

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