Kill the Sword Codex, slash with one sword!

The next moment, the momentum on Lu Zhe's body was like a volcanic eruption, and a killing intent that was almost condensed into substance burst out of his body, turning into a series of sharp short swords, flying out with a bang, filling this realm.

At the same time, the figure of the cold prison also rushed to the front, and a long sword with a pitch-black body suddenly appeared in his hand, the long sword was extremely sharp, and it emitted a terrifying cold light under the light of the fire.

Cold Hell slashed horizontally with a sword, as if it was about to split the sun, moon and stars, and the white sword came out and slashed towards Lu Zhe's head, as if to split Lu Zhe's head in two.

Lu Zhe's sword eyebrows were starry, his eyes were like two golden lamps, blazing, as if he could see through people's hearts, only to see his figure swooping forward, and the blood-drinking sword appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The blood-drinking sword appeared in Lu Zhe's hand, the killing sword code worked in Lu Zhe's heart, and a set of mysterious sword techniques continued to burst out in Lu Zhe's mind, Lu Zhe held the blood-drinking sword in his hand, as if he was holding a big killing weapon, his eyes were scarlet, and the killing intent was churning in his body.

"Slash!"

Lu Zhe spit out a word, and the blood-drinking sword in his hand slashed towards the black long sword that he swung towards the cold prison.

The two swords struck each other, making a crisp sound, the long swords pressed against each other, and the figures of Lu Zhe and Cold Prison also collided together, the figures of the two were extremely close, and their eyes were facing each other, and they immediately collided with fierce sparks.

Leng Prison's eyes condensed slightly, this sword slashed out, he didn't take any advantage, which made him feel a little uncalm in his heart, and then he pulled out the black long sword and slashed towards Lu Zhe's neck. wants to separate Lu Zhe's head from his body.

However, how could Lu Zhe let him get his wish, the speed at which the cold prison drew his sword was fast. The speed of the sword is faster, almost in an instant. But Lu Zhe's speed is faster than him, and the killing sword code is not just powerful.

The speed was even faster to the extreme, and at the moment when Cold Prison drew his sword, Lu Zhe's sword had already been pulled out and swung fiercely towards Cold Prison.

Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken, and the same is true of the sword.

"When. ”

Lu Zhe's blood-drinking sword and Cold Hell's black long sword collided again. Both of them used the spiritual power in their bodies to hit this blow, so the power was also extremely great.

The hand holding the long sword was numb from the shock, and a faint red mark could be seen, which was a sign that the tiger's mouth was about to crack.

"Pedal. ”

The two swords in the cold prison were blocked one after another, and he also felt that something was wrong, so his figure also took a few steps back and kept a distance from Lu Zhe.

Glancing at the black long sword in his hand, Cold Hell found that two cracks had been split at the edge of his sword, and when he glanced at the blood-drinking sword in Lu Zhe's hand, he found that Lu Zhe's long sword was actually intact. There was no damage at all, which made him feel terrified.

You must know that your black long sword is made of black crystal and black iron. It is a real medium-grade spiritual weapon, and it is also extremely powerful in a medium-grade spiritual weapon, but the long sword in Lu Zhe's hand is clearly just an ordinary low-grade spiritual weapon, and the material is also an ordinary material, how can it be possible to make a few holes in his long sword.

"Boy, let me die!"

Leng Hell raised his eyebrows, and he suffered a huge setback on Lu Zhe, which made him extremely unhappy in his heart, so all his anger, grievances, and unwillingness turned into killing intent at this moment. became part of the strength of Cold Prison.

The black flames on the surface of the body tumbled at this moment, and the black flames continued to rise. The air was extremely hot, and the temperature around it increased a lot in an instant.

Cold Prison once obtained a fragment of chemical martial arts. Named Black Flame, using this Black Rock Martial Arts, he is also able to burn the spiritual power in his body and turn into black flames around him at times of crisis, making his combat power increase exponentially, giving him a bloodthirsty instinct, and the most peculiar thing about this Black Flame Martial Arts is that it can transform the negative feelings in the cultivator's body into killing intent, endless killing intent, so as to improve his strength.

Therefore, at this time, the cold prison of the Black Flame that created the fragments of chemical martial arts, its strength had long surpassed the powerhouse of the Transformation Spirit Realm and reached the realm of the Transformation Spirit Realm.

"It's over. ”

Looking at the surging killing intent on Leng Prison's body, Lu Zhe seemed to have been stimulated by something, and his originally dark pupils also surged into an extremely eye-catching red, like two rounds of blood sun, there was a terrible feeling.

The long sword in Cold Prison's hand swung and swung in the air, and in an instant, dozens of sword rays flew out like snowflakes, each sword was sharp and ignored, tearing the air apart and countless cracks.

Lu Zhe's eyes were solemn, and the next moment, he stepped forward, and the blood-drinking sword in his hand continued to dance wildly, spinning rapidly like a turntable, incredibly fast.

Cold Prison Chief's sword slashed out, and every sword ray was blocked by Lu Zhe's blood-drinking sword, nothing was missed, Cold Prison saw that his offensive was blocked, and then his body rushed towards Lu Zhe, in his eyes, Lu Zhe is no longer a person, because a person can only be regarded as a person if he is alive.

At this time, Lu Zhe was like a dead man in the eyes of the cold prison.

Because, he has already urged Hei Yan to the extreme, his strength and momentum have been raised to the peak in an instant, and the next sword is bound to kill Lu Zhe with a sword to prevent future troubles!

Looking at the cold prison surrounded by terrifying black flames and surging murderous intent, Lu Zhe also sneered, his figure fell slightly, as if he was about to escape from the cold prison.

Leng Jian also thought that Lu Zhe couldn't resist his ultimate killing move, so he was also preparing to escape, because his sword, when he was still a great master of the Spirit Realm, was a strong man who had killed Xiao Cheng of the Spirit Realm, and he was full of confidence in this sword.

However, the long sword of Cold Prison was lifted into the air, and he didn't even have time to swing it down, splitting Lu Zhe in half, but Lu Zhe's figure had already jumped in front of him.

"Shhhhh ”

Qiē was still for a moment, Lu Zhe's figure stopped in front of Leng Prison, the long sword in his hand was still in his hand, but the long sword in Leng Prison's hand stayed in the air and could not fall in the slightest.

The next moment, a blood-colored mark appeared on the face of the cold prison, and then, a large amount of crimson blood spurted out from the hideous blood-colored mark on his face, and then, the black long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and just made a crisp sound.

"Boom!"

Cold Prison's figure fell to the ground with a bang, and his eyes widened as if he had seen something incredible.

At the moment before he died, he clearly felt that he was about to kill Lu Zhe, but he didn't expect Lu Zhe to burst out with a terrifying killing intent on his body, this killing intent was twisted together, like a peerless divine weapon, extremely sharp.

Then this terrifying killing intent attached to the blood-drinking sword in Lu Zhe's hand, Lu Zhe just flicked the sword body lightly, and that killing intent flew out and slashed towards the cold hell.

Kill the sword code and cut down the eight desolations.

The Black Rock Academy's generation of Tianjiao has fallen.

slashed the cold prison with a sword, and the expression on Lu Zhe's face was still very bland, as if he had killed an inconsequential chicken, duck and piglet.

He didn't want to kill Cold Prison just like that, he also wanted to know the real conspiracy of Black Rock Academy from Cold Prison's mouth, but the killing intent on Cold Prison's body ignited the killing intent dormant in Lu Zhe's body, that one, Lu Zhe only had killing in his heart, and his mind lost control for a short time, just a sword, it was to let Cold Prison die.

The figure of the cold prison fell to the ground, his pupils were wide open, obviously he couldn't see it, he didn't expect that he would really die at Lu Zhe's hands today.

"Squeak. ”

The snow-white monkey also jumped to Lu Zhe's feet, two black eyes were dripping, and a pair of fluffy little hands gently tore Lu Zhe's trouser legs, looking extremely cute. (To be continued)