Chapter 52: The Night of the Thunderstorm III
Luo Tong looked coldly at the golden lightsaber that was shooting towards him, as if it was a comet, and the huge breaking air behind him dragged out a brilliant light, so sharp that even the air was torn.
But Luo Tong didn't take Xuanyuan Yu in his eyes at all, and used pure strength to fight against himself, instead of using true qi to create a powerful spell to win, which was obviously the rhythm of looking for death.
Luo Tong has practiced various martial arts since he was a child, and he has long trained his body into steel. In addition, he has a miserable background, and he is bent on getting ahead, and he is even more assiduous than others in terms of cultivation. It is because he is constantly sharpening himself that he can build him into a sharp sword that can cut off the head of any enemy at any time.
"It's stupid, stupid. Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you. Luo Tong raised the big knife, and the strength of three thousand catties was concentrated on his knife. If this sword goes down, even the mountains will be cut off from it.
The golden lightsaber smashed Luo Tong's knife, and the huge force surged like a tide, Luo Tong felt as if he was standing on the seashore, layer after layer of waves crashing on his body, and the force tried to drag him into the dark abyss.
But his feet stood firmly, and his body, which had cultivated all his life, exerted a strong essence at this moment. It was as if he had been born on the ground, and his legs were sunk deep into the dirt.
Luo Tong's face was full of madness, and the strength of his whole body was concentrated between his hands. He could already feel that Xuanyuan Yu's strength had weakened, and after that layer after layer of ferocious power, this young man who looked powerful was about to be finished.
"It's you yourself who don't choose to fight with your strengths, and since you want to defeat me in strength, pay for your arrogance now. Luo Tong slowly twisted the blade, and the big knife gradually slashed at Xuanyuan Yu inch by inch from the head exposed in the golden light.
Click, click, click! Suddenly, there was a crisp sound in the air. Luo Tong looked at his broadsword in disbelief, and where it touched the nine swords, cracks spread out one after another like water waves.
Although his knife is not a peerless sword, it is also a dark iron broadsword treasured by the royal family. Sharpening iron is like clay, opening mountains and splitting stones, it is almost like playing.
But now, this big knife, which has followed Luo Tong for many years, is cracking inch by inch in front of his eyes. And the young man who was face to face with him, the smug smile on his face slowly expanded.
Bang! The broadsword finally broke at the limit, and Luo Tong and Xuanyuan Yu passed by. In the raging wind, both of them were panting, and sweat fell on their respective weapons like pearls with broken threads.
Blood spurted, and a cavity of blood erupted from Rotong's neck. He knelt down slowly, eager to look back at the young man who was obviously not as strong as himself. But his neck had been cut in half, and he had no ability to turn back.
He could only see a pale face printed on his broken knife, it turned out that he had been busy all his life, and in the end it was still like this.
More violent blood spurted out, completely obscuring the shadow on the broken knife. Luo Tong fell hard, and after a few convulsions, he stopped moving.
Blood was dripping from the nine swords, scarlet and scorching. Xuanyuan Yu turned around slowly, his face was also very pale.
Before, he escorted Hu Bao out of Sima's mansion, and he had already consumed quite a lot of true qi. Originally, he was only slightly weaker than Luo Tong, but because his true qi did not recover, and he began to lose in strength, he was always at a disadvantage.
Xuanyuan Yu took a hard breath and stretched out his hands helplessly at Luo Tong, who fell to the ground: "Don't you know that strength alone may not necessarily win? With a good weapon, you may live better." ”
He smiled and wiped the blood from the nine swords, in fact, he had already calculated and deliberately used his weakness to attack Luo Tong's strength. It's not that he wants to die, but that he wants Luo Tong to lose all his defenses.
Luo Tong thought that he would definitely be able to kill Xuanyuan Yu with one blow, but he didn't expect that the nine swords in Xuanyuan Yu's hands were ancient divine swords, which had the ability to dominate the earth. No matter how powerful his Xuantie Treasure Sword was, under the heavy blow, it would not be the opponent of the Nine Sword.
Xuanyuan Yuhao made a bet, and he bet that the Nine Swords would definitely be able to cut off the opponent's sword. He bet right, and Luo Tong really lost on arrogance.
However, after fighting with Luo Tong, he felt that his whole body was about to fall apart. When the body has reached the realm of the Martial God, it really has a very terrifying strength, which is awe-inspiring. Xuanyuan Yu secretly recorded today's battle in his heart, and looked up into the distance.
The wind was still fierce, lightning was coming one after another, and the road was no longer dark. He gritted his teeth and moved his body, quickly leaning in the direction of Long Yunzhou.
Long Yunzhou half-knelt on the ground, and the body protection qi shield was uncertain. Three palm-sized scimitars were stuck in his legs, and blood flowed everywhere, gathering little by little on the corpse next to his feet.
He jerked his head up, his beast-like eyes fiercely looking at the Black Seven Guards who still had five left. These people are too powerful, they are not only martial artists who can only fight, but also use their minds.
The several traps set by Long Yunzhou were seen through by the other party, and they switched to attacking Long Yunzhou with long-range weapons. Although Long Yunzhou was protected by a body shield shield, it was difficult to resist the scimitars fired from seven different directions.
The air shield will gather most of the true qi in one direction to resist the enemy's attacks, but the remaining sides are a little fragile. Long Yunzhou had more than twenty scimitars stuck in his body, and he looked like a hedgehog.
Under this kind of almost scoundrel beating, Long Yunzhou could no longer stand in place and be beaten passively. He kept rushing towards the Black Seven Guards, Zixiao Jue was happy, and there was always a purple fire dragon circling and flying around his body.
Wherever the blade passed, the half-moon scimitar turned to powder, and all the opponent's attacks seemed sluggish. But the speed of the Black Seven Guards was too fast, although Long Yunzhou tried all his strength, but these seven people were just flying around him like flies, and only came up to give him a hard blow when he wasn't paying attention.
However, under Long Yunzhou's lifeless fighting style, two people still died in the Black Seven Guards. At this moment, the two sides were at a stalemate again, and the remaining five people of the Black Seven Guards all looked at Long Yunzhou with some awe. His eyes gradually became a little red, more terrifying than a beast.
"Come, kill, aren't you going to kill me?" he pulled out the scimitar from his leg and let the blood flow wildly. At this moment, he was like a beast ready to fight for his life, without any scruples.
Suddenly, there was a loud laugh in the distance. Although the wind around him was strong, the crazy laughter still clearly reached Long Yunzhou's ears.
He jerked his head away, his mouth wide open in surprise. I saw the end of the long street, and I was about to touch the location of Hufu. The leopard was picked up by a man, but apparently the leopard was too heavy, and the man only lifted half of it.
The lightning slammed into the sky, and through the white light, Long Yunzhou recognized the man who was holding the leopard. The face of the villain was none other than Li Huai, who had just stopped them from entering the city.
"Let him go. A loud roar like a dragon's roar came out, and Long Yunzhou desperately wanted to run over. But the remaining Black Seven Guards stopped him, and they were still the same as before, just pestering him, trying to exhaust the beast trapped in the net and kill it.
Li Huai was shocked by Long Yunzhou's roar, but then he looked down and smiled at the dying leopard. He had never been so happy in his life, and he held a sharp knife in his right hand, resting it against the leopard's neck.
"I can't imagine General Hu, I can't imagine that I will die at the hands of a little person like me in the end, right?" Li Huai smiled proudly, his face full of madness.
Hu Bao was already extremely weak, but when he heard Li Huai's words, he still opened his eyes hard and glared at Li Huai fiercely.
Li Huai was frightened, and he slapped Hu Bao viciously: "I'm going to die and I'm still so fierce, hmph! Didn't you treat me like an unimportant little minion in front of the city gate? Have you ever thought about being killed like a dog by a little minion?"
The sharp knife slowly stabbed into the leopard's neck, and blood oozed out little by little. Li Huai's face showed a happy look, as if he was enjoying this moment. The enemy finally died under his hands, and with the head of the leopard, he was about to be promoted to an official and become rich, and he would enjoy endless glory and wealth in this life.
In the distance, Long Yunzhou was roaring desperately, and Zixiao Jue had been exerted beyond his instinct. But he was too tired, he had consumed too much True Qi before, and he had suffered many injuries on his body. He could only be trapped in a circle of five people, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the encirclement.
Li Huai raised his eyes and looked at Long Yunzhou, his treacherous face became hideous and bloody under the lightning.
He looked down at Hu Bao again, and said cruelly: "General Hu, goodbye." If there is a next life, remember, don't offend people like me. ”
The sharp knife stabbed into the leopard's neck, and the blood finally couldn't be contained, and gushed out like a fountain.
Hot blood spilled all over Li Huai's clothes, and his whole body was soaked in the blood of the leopard. At this moment, he seemed to be a bloodthirsty demon who had come out of the ground, licking the blood from the corners of his mouth excitedly.
Hu Leopard's head was grasped in Li Huai's hands, but his body fell heavily. Looking at the blood-stained man looking at him mockingly, Long Yunzhou felt that his head was about to explode.
Why is he always one step away? Obviously, he is about to get to the front of the house, and if he climbs a little more, he can have the protection of thousands of troops. Why is it just one step away?
Countless images come to the fore, including Fluttershy who dies tragically, Duan Cheng who has turned to ashes, and a leopard who has fallen in a pool of blood. Long Yunzhou wanted to protect these people, but they were all far away from him and could never come back.
Poof! Just as he was distracted, two sharp knives plunged into his body. The remaining five people of the Black Seven Guards finally found a flaw, and their knives slashed at Long Yunzhou in unison.
Looking at the dazzling sword light in the lightning, Long Yunzhou suddenly roared. A terrifying blue light steamed from his body, and pieces of scale armor began to appear on his body, and the sharp blades inserted into his body were all shattered at this moment.
Long Yunzhou roared in the sky, and a huge lightning bolt illuminated his face. On this windy night, heavy drops of rain finally fell at this moment. Wet his face, wet his heart.