Gru would never think that it was a flower frame for embroidering fists and legs, the afterimage left by the embroidered thin sword in the air was clearly visible, how did Gru, who practiced swordsmanship, not know what every move, every style, and every action meant, the more prosaic a move was, the more terrifying it was.

From complex to simple, back to basics, how many years of training and beating it takes, that is the control that has been reflected in the muscles, there is no false at all, he only needs to see at a glance to know the strength of the other party.

It's too strange, Gru didn't feel the fierce murderous aura, but he felt a great danger, that was the feeling he had precipitated in his soul for many years, the last time he had such a feeling, he broke three ribs, and this time it came even more violently, which made people can't help but stand upside down.

The sword shadow slowly unfolded in the air, this was not the result that Lu Ziming expected, surprised, confused, puzzled and surprised, all kinds of strange feelings surging like a tide.

From the moment he came into contact with the Red Pupil Sword, he faintly felt that in his previous life, many things that seemed to be right had been overthrown, first of all, the Red Pupil Sword seemed to be alive, as if there was some unknown way of communication, and the contact between Tong Guò and the Red Pupil Sword was constantly transmitting, and the soul was vibrating together, which made him both scared and excited.

Secondly, it is the desire and limitation of energy of the Red Pupil Sword, which is very strange, absurd, and paradoxical, and even he himself feels unreal. Just the moment he touched the Red Pupil Sword, 20 units of energy were sucked away from his body, and it was the Red Pupil Sword himself who sucked it up, not Lu Ziming injected it himself, and this was the first time this kind of thing had happened. Then, when he injected energy into the Red Pupil Sword again, he found that he could only inject 20 units of energy, and it was impossible to inject more, which made him a little puzzled and puzzled.

You must know that an ordinary wooden sword can inject about 100 units of energy, and any more will shatter. And an ordinary real sword can be injected with 300 units of energy, and it will be deformed after more, why this seemingly magical red pupil sword can only be injected with 20 units of energy, it is puzzling.

In the end, when he picked up the Red Pupil Sword, he felt that the entire pyramid was empty, which was ridiculous! How could it be empty? Unreasonable, impossible?

The strange things had already numbed him, he didn't have time to think about anything, and at the same time, he didn't have time to think about the battle that was taking place in the pyramid.

He didn't dare to make a rash move, facing a powerful opponent, and the little energy in his body also made him have great concerns, fighting! There is indeed no certainty, no fighting! Zhuoma is threatened, he can't see death without help, and now even the hope of retreating is shattered.

If you can't retreat, you only have to fight and face, and some things are difficult to choose once you get caught in them.

In his philosophy of life, there is only progress and temporary escape, and there is no compromise of any kind. Bravely face a qiē, whether it is victory or defeat is the result of your own choice. Even if it is a temporary evasion, it does not mean that he admits defeat, but his current strength is not enough.

When he swung his sword against Gru, all he could think about was the battle, and the only thing on his mind was how to win.

He calmly waved the red pupil sword in his hand, using the superb sword slashing style that he was most familiar with, and had just touched it, although it could only inject 20 units of energy, this amount of energy, so that he didn't have much confidence that he could defeat the powerful Gru, but he still took out the sword.

At the moment when he swung his sword, a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar made him excited, surprised and confused, it was the exhilarating feeling brought by a powerful force, it was a power that did not match 20 units of energy, powerful, sharp, and even with a sense of violence and a hint of contempt. If you have to use anything to describe this feeling, it is that a poor bastard suddenly won a jackpot of 10 million, and a poor jingle old bachelor suddenly married a peerless beauty, this feeling can only be felt, and it is so comfortable that people can't help but want to moan.

He felt it, and Gru on the other side felt it too, only one excitement, another deep fear. It is a kind of chill soaked in thousand-year-old ice water, penetrating through the bone marrow, which makes people feel the chill even if they think about it. But this qiē came too quickly, so fast that Gru didn't have time to react before it was over, and it was over when he himself was still in excitement and confusion.

A qiē came quickly, and went quickly, Lu Ziming was stunned for a second later, and then closed his mouth in surprise, his eyes were full of disbelief, could this be the power of the Red Pupil Sword, or was he wrong from the beginning.

Zhuoma just wanted to shout "Attention!", but he was also stunned, the opponent was the number one general under Ren Yan, and his strength naturally went without saying, although he knew that Lu Ziming's strength was not weak, but he had never seen Lu Ziming really make a move, of course, it meant a higher level of combat effectiveness.

The Gru in front of him seemed to be completely frozen in time, the standard attack was in the air, one leg raised, the other leg stared hard at the ground, his angry face, the corners of his mouth still sneered, but his eyes were full of disbelief and horror. The strange Gru made the uninformed look so ridiculous, and the Gru who had been clicked on the freeze frame point stood there like a statue, the steel knife in his hand was slowly breaking, and the first drop of bewitching blood began to ooze from his forehead.

Then, something seemed to burst open from Gru's body, and a very thin wound slowly tore open the entire body, half of the body slowly separated, and the blood in his body gushed out of the gap like a spring.

"How so!"

The same question appeared in the minds of Zhuoma and Lu Ziming at the same time.

"This is the power of the Red Pupil Sword, 20 units of energy! God, it's too violent", even Lu Ziming himself couldn't stand it, this was no longer killing people, this was completely a demonstration. That's right, that's a demonstration, and what could be more shocking and deterrent than that?

"Could it be that this is his own Anda's strength, he is too good at pretending, isn't this pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? No, it is pretending to be a baby rabbit and eating an elephant ......", Zhuoma no longer knows what to use to describe the shock in his heart.

Who is Gru? Maybe Lu Ziming himself doesn't know that Ren Yan is the number one fierce general, and his strength is second only to Ren Yan. If Seltan's strength is 100, Gru's strength is at least 90, and he is such a super-strong Gru who was split in half by Lu Ziming's sword.

There is no need to think about it, if Lu Ziming's strength was not more than 200, this qiē would not have happened so lightly, it was as simple as crushing an ant, is this still the Anda I know?