Chapter Thirty-Four: The Grace of That Sword!
The current situation was completely unexpected by Lu Fei and the others, and the most critical point was Lu Fei's current relationship with them, not to mention that they would not sacrifice Song Bingjia, even if they could, then they had to consider Lu Fei's feelings. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"By the way, those donors asked the little monk to relay a sentence!"
The Yinlun National Master couldn't help but smile slightly when he looked at the expressions of Lu Fei and the others, and said, "They miss the donor very much, and they really want to meet the donor!" ”
The effect of the same words coming out of the mouth of the Yinlun National Master was completely different, at least except for Guo Xiang, several other people, even Huang Rong, their faces became extremely ugly, and they even opened a certain distance from Lu Fei invisibly.
"Do you believe me?"
Lu Fei didn't seem to hear it, and gently turned his head to look at Guo Xiang beside him and asked.
"No matter what decision you make, I support you!"
Guo Xiang nodded firmly, then smiled, and said, "Don't forget that I'm a 'little East Evil', don't look at me with the eyes of ordinary people!" ”
"It's good to have you!"
Lu Fei took a deep breath, shook Guo Xiang's hand tightly, and took two steps forward as soon as his body left Guo Xiang's support.
"It seems that the donor understands what it means to know the times as a handsome man, and the little monk admires it!"
The national teacher of Yinlun smiled, as if everything had been laid out in his chest.
"Lao Jia, do you believe me?"
Lu Fei stood still, and his eyes fell on the old Jia who was being carried by the five flowers.
"Xiao Fei, if you dare to do something sorry for Xiangyang, Lao Tzu and you are not finished!"
It seemed that seeing Lu Fei's abnormal behavior, Song Bingjia couldn't help but scold, but Lu Fei, who was scolded, couldn't help laughing, he found that he asked a stupid question, believe it or not, with Song Bingjia's character, he would never allow himself to betray, then he just had to do his own thing.
The conversation between the two people seemed to be answering the question, but the people on both sides couldn't figure out what Lu Fei was thinking for a while.
Yinlun National Master couldn't help frowning, although he was in his chest, but he couldn't find a possible change at all, Lu Fei's strength was clear to him at a glance, even if Lu Fei had any changes at the moment, he had the confidence to deal with it.
Even Huang Rong and the others couldn't figure out what kind of plans Lu Fei was making at the moment, but Guo Xiang's trusting eyes had been falling on Lu Fei, she was ready to do it, no matter what decision Lu Fei made, she would stand by his side without hesitation.
Under everyone's gaze, Lu Fei suddenly moved, so suddenly, so unexpectedly!
A sonorous sound sounded, and the indestructible Heavenly Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, but the sudden sword light suddenly blinded everyone's eyes, and under the sound of the sword that broke through the sky, only vaguely saw that vague sword shadow suddenly flashed.
An indescribable sword!
Indescribable elegance!
Excalibur fragments, a type of Excalibur!
After a thousand years, the swordsmanship that no one could see clearly, finally, under various coincidences, was restored to a residual move, which was shown by Lu Fei in such a situation.
"This—"
Before everyone could calm down from the shock of this sword, the blood light that splashed in front of them made them fall into a stupor again, and the invincible Yitian Sword completely sank into Song Bingjia's chest, and at this moment, Lu Feizheng pressed Song Bingjia's chest with one hand and pulled out the Yitian Sword little by little.
"Lao Jia, you're tired, get a good night's sleep!"
Lu Fei whispered, and suddenly threw Song Bingjia's corpse out directly with one hand.
The blood on the Yitian Sword was not stained, and the sharp blade of the sword had already pointed at the Yinlun National Master from afar, and Lu Fei used this almost radical action to completely state his position.
"Xiao Fei—"
Guo Xiang looked at the expressionless Lu Fei worriedly, and called out worriedly.
"Don't forget what we're here for!"
Lu Fei let out a deep sigh, and his figure flashed and pounced on the Yinlun National Master, using this most direct way to kick off the prelude to this battle.
Time waits for no man!
Everyone understood this truth, and at the moment when Lu Fei flew up, Huang Rong, Guo Xiang, Guo Fu, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang's five daughters also flew up.
For a while, the palm shadows were heavy, the bamboo canes were all over the sky, the sword light and the sword shadow were intertwined, and there was the heart-wrenching Yuxiao sound.
Suddenly, the sound of the dragon chant shook the sky, and the dragons surged up from the body of the Yinlun National Master as if they were substances, and rushed straight towards the besieging six people, the earth was shaking, and the eleven-layer dragon elephant was suddenly operated to the extreme by the Yinlun National Teacher, although it was not as powerful as the mighty on the cliff of the Heartless Valley that day, but it was definitely not to be underestimated.
Back then, the Golden Wheel Dharma King suppressed several top grandmasters in the realm of no tricks with a ten-layer dragon elephant, and today, in the face of the silver wheel national master who had reached the realm of the eleven-layer dragon elephant, except for Huang Rong and Guo Fu, who could barely resist, the rest of them fell into an absolute disadvantage almost instantly.
This was expected, but it seems that there was an accident!
"Break it for me!"
Lu Fei let out a loud shout, and a cloud of sword light burst out from the Yitian Sword in his hand, crushing the shadow of the dragon that rushed towards him in an instant, and at the same time, Lu Fei, who was holding the Yitian Sword, used the Yue Nu swordsmanship that seemed to come from ancient times for the first time.
No other, no self, only the enemy!
Lu Fei seemed to be immersed in the arrogance of 'Three Thousand Yue Jia's ability to swallow Wu', and what he was in front of him was no longer a super master with superb martial arts, but just the enemy in front of him.
Simple people, simple swords, simple moves!
But a sword is faster than a sword, a sword is more ruthless than a sword, without this kind of determination, how can it be possible to be a ten, a hundred, and a thousand on the battlefield where there is a huge disparity between the enemy and me.
Such a person, such a move, coupled with an invincible edge, who would dare to be the power of the sky!
Unconsciously, Guo Fu, Cheng Ying, and Lu Wushuang had already withdrawn from the battle group, and only the remaining Huang Rong and Guo Xiang were only cooperating with the flaws between the landing non-moves, and they pressed down the Yinlun National Master again and again.
"This-is the Yue Nu Sword?"
Guo Fu looked at Lu Fei, who was making a big haircut, and was a little dazed for a while, she would also be able to see the shadow of the Yue Nu Sword from Lu Fei's moves, or this was the root of the Yue Nu Sword, but she would never be able to do such a thing.
Is it because of the Heavenly Sword? No, Guo Fu knew very well that even if the Heavenly Sword was in her hands, she would never be able to do such a thing.
"Could it be that this kid hid his strength in the Valley of Despair that day?"
Lu Wushuang was afraid for a while, although she always felt that it was because of Guo Xiang afterwards, but now, seeing the scene of Lu Fei's madness, she could deeply feel that she was in the position of the National Master of the Silver Wheel, and she would definitely not be able to resist the slightest, the sword in Lu Fei's hand was like the poison of the tarsal bone, once it was sticky, it would be absolutely immortal.
"This is the way of the battlefield!"
Cheng Ying is a person who has a wide range of knowledge among the three of them, and he is also familiar with the art of Qimen Dunjia battle formation, and it can be seen at a glance that Lu Fei's set of Yue Nu swordsmanship is actually the method of battle formation, and even this kind of sword technique is completely different from the power of many people.
"Damn, where did you get such a terrible sword!"
Yinlun National Master was extremely aggrieved in his heart, thinking that he was a superlative master of his generation, and he had even practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna to the eleventh layer of the ancients, but today he was suppressed here by a sword and had no power to resist.
With his knowledge, although he admits that Lu Fei's swordsmanship has a taste of simplicity, this can't hide the fact that Lu Fei's skills are insufficient, and even the realm is not enough, even if he counts the inexplicable fear that Lu Fei's sword left in his heart before, it can't fill such a gap.
However, everything has taken a stunning turn because of this invincible divine sword.
No matter how good your skills are, but you don't even dare to touch the attacks of others, how can such a battle not fall into disadvantage.
It's not that the Yinlun National Master doesn't have a chance to solve Lu Fei's trouble, but Lu Fei's moves have only one purpose from beginning to end, that is, to kill his own enemy, to put it simply, he is fighting for his life.
How could the Yinlun National Master choose to die with Lu Fei, not to mention that with Huang Rong and Guo Xiang sweeping the formation on the side, he couldn't find any chance to get out.