Chapter 112 How much more about you

Lu Shen's tone was calm, but there was some irritability in it that could not be concealed.

If you know Lu Shen, you will think that this is a very strange and even shocking thing.

When Zhang Tiannan heard this, his face gradually became gloomy.

One of the most important reasons why he put up such a posture before the competition is to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger.

In his eyes, an ordinary casual cultivator who can't figure out the origin, even if he cultivates a little higher, is still weak after all, and the most feared thing is this kind of powerful sect with deep roots.

It's a pity that his hand of teasing and deterrence seems to have turned into a flattering eye for the blind man, and the other party did not show any expression, as if nothing had happened.

This kind of doubt then appeared in the hearts of many people in the audience, and then they all showed puzzlement.

The assassination of the three Daodaomen by the old servants of the Ning family is already a sure fact, and even Ning Yitian is now a little difficult to protect himself, what is the significance of this competition?

.....

A stream of air swept upwards, rolling up a tornado.

Zhang Tiantian jumped hundreds of meters high out of thin air, looked at the other party and sneered: "Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

The words are very dismissive and sarcastic.

It's just that no one responded, so the atmosphere gradually became a little awkward.

Zhang Tiantian's face became more and more ugly.

Because the other party didn't look at him, or didn't care at all.

Previously, hundreds of young disciples from the Daode Sect appeared on the round platform, and at this time, they all quietly retreated to the corner.

Lu Shen was looking down at the clothes on their bodies.

These costumes were different from those of several core disciples such as Zhang Yitian, but he had seen them before.

Lu Shen finally knew what the subtle familiarity was at the beginning.

Then he frowned, and a wave of irritability fermented slightly in his heart.

"Who are you from the Nanhai Dao of Mobei Shande Sect?"

Lu Shen asked.

Zhang Yitian sneered: "It's your business." ”

....

The wind and clouds in the sky began to rage.

What followed was that the sword qi in the air exploded instantly after a short period of stillness.

Lu Shen didn't speak, and what responded to the other party was three extremely sharp flying swords.

The flying sword drove the aura and burst out towards the opponent's head.

In addition to the childhood sweetheart who was previously given to Canghai Anemone, there are also half a catty and eight taels and the extinction of the world.

Lu Shensuo's flying sword did not have any momentum, giving people the feeling that there was only one word, that is, fast.

A sharp and piercing grinding sound came out, so fast that the air seemed to be being cut apart

Zhang Tiantian was covered in a cold sweat, his footsteps chopped the ground slightly, and the whole person rose to the sky.

The flying sword missed, smashing into the ground, and countless stone chips exploded.

Lu Shen's right index finger moved slightly.

The three flying swords then soared into the sky, galloping towards the opponent's figure in the air.

Immediately afterwards, in the sea of clouds in the east, west, north and south, there were bursts of blasting sounds like air exploding, sometimes low, sometimes high.

Broken clouds are like scattered spring rain falling on the world, like a white snow.

Countless people craned their necks and looked up, and cultivators with quite a realm even used secret methods to float to the level of the big platform.

As time passed, the sound of collision in the air became smaller and smaller, and more of it was the flying sword rushing unscrupulously in the sea of clouds.

"Come down. ”

Finally, a flat voice sounded.

Seeming to be a little impatient, Lu Shen then stretched out a hand towards the sky, and then gently held it.

A dazzling and astonishing sword aura erupted from the sea of clouds full of holes, and the light overflowed, enveloping the sky within a hundred meters.

As the dazzling sword aura erupted, a humanoid figure was knocked down from the sky and slammed into the ground.

Dust scattered.

Zhang Tiantian knelt on one knee, and blood oozed from his chest, cheeks, and right foot.

But before he could feel the pain of the sword wound, a shadow was hidden in front of his eyes.

Lu Shen stretched out a hand to grasp his neck, obviously not very strong, but steadily lifted him directly into the air.

Lu Shen said: "Answer my question. ”

Zhang Yitian looked at the unstoppable killing intent in the other party's eyes, and said tremblingly: "Nanhai Dao's real name is Zhang Hanqing, and he is my uncle. ”

Lu Shen let out a sigh and let go of his palm.

The next moment, crisp applause rang out.

Lu Shen's right palm stretched out, and then steadily pumped it on Zhang Tiantian's face, and the cycle repeated.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

It seems that Lu Shen's strength is well mastered, or the other party has not come back to his senses.

Zhang Tiantian's body kept leaning back, but his footsteps were not turbulent for half a minute, and he stood in place without the slightest resistance.

Therefore, Lu Shen's every shot can hit the opponent's face firmly.

Some people saw this scene and were shocked and felt familiar.

Previously, Zhang slapped Ning Huanhuan the round platform.

Does this time mean that it will be returned?

Seeing this scene, Ning Huanhuan blinked, snorted pitifully, and couldn't cry anymore.

The sound of the slap was transmitted to the ears of everyone on the round platform, and there was no sign of stopping.

Humiliating.

"Enough!"

Zhang Tiannan couldn't stand it anymore and stopped it.

"I.... I throw in the towel. ”

Zhang Yitian also spoke.

Lu Shen glanced at him and said, "Marriage contract." ”

Zhang Tiantian lowered his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said softly: "Retreat." ”

Lu Shen let go of his hand and turned to leave.

The young man, whose face was red and swollen and barely faced, was half-kneeling on the ground, his hands hidden in front of his chest and slightly sealed, his eyes full of indescribable resentment and viciousness.

After three breaths, a powerful wave of spiritual energy erupted around his body.

"If you want Lao Tzu to withdraw from the marriage contract, go down to Huangquan to retreat!"

An endless roar of resentment rang out.

The Streamer Realm above the sky that had originally suppressed Han Ruo shone brightly, just like the second round of the Great Sun in the sky.

Countless spiritual powers began to sweep across the mirror.

Then a pure light appeared in everyone's eyes.

Countless people exclaimed.

The light was like an incomparable beam of light, silently carrying a holy and purifying aura of destruction that began from the sky.

There was no momentum or sound, but it seemed to ignore all distances and obstacles, and in an instant, it enveloped Lu Shen's whole body.

The air around them began to heat up, the spiritual power boiled, and the hard masonry on the ground began to turn to ashes.

Zhang Tiannan closed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he couldn't stop sneering.

Zhang Tiantian's face was as pale as paper, and sweat instantly soaked his whole body.

As the son of the master of the Daode Sect, and more importantly, the disciple valued by Elder Lin Zizhu, there are naturally a lot of various magic weapons to control the enemy.

This kind of extremely lethal and powerful Dao method has already surpassed the limit of one's own cultivation.

It stands to reason that there are few people in the world who can dodge this blow unharmed.

The end result was a little different from what it had imagined.

The green bricks on the ground stopped melting, and the temperature in the air quickly became cold, and finally the black-shirted figure completely enveloped in white light reappeared.

Zhang Tiantian's eyes became incredulous.

Because the other party also has a mirror in his hand.

.....

Dao Kuilin's streamer is quite famous in the cultivation world.

Because it contains the power of the rules of time, even if there is only a trace of it, it is an extremely rare thing.

But when he was in Youlong Town, Yang Fugui also stole a mirror.

It was an imitation of the Kunlun Supreme Treasure Yin and Yang Mirror, which was regarded as a treasure by the Cold Cloud Sect.

Lu Shen kept it in his arms from beginning to end, until he finally took it out at this moment.

Dao Kui Lin is a line worse than the Cold Cloud Sect, and the two treasures seem to be the same.

The beam of terror was absorbed by a mirror that emitted a faint black light, like a stone falling into the sea, without even a trace of the waves being revealed.

Lu Shen said: "Return you." ”

The beam of light ejected from the mirror surface of Lu Shen's hand, and it was ejected with a blow comparable to that of a cultivator of the Three Realms.

The only interesting thing is that this time the target is not Zhang Yitian.

The terrifying beam of light headed towards the nearly 100 young disciples of the Daode Sect under the round platform, and in an instant, the bright light reflected countless young faces that were caught off guard.

The wind was howling, and Zhang Tiannan came in front of the hundred cultivators.

These hundred young disciples are the hope and mainstay of the Daode Sect in the future, and no matter what, there can be no mistakes.

Lu Shen said calmly: "He will die." ”

Zhang Tiannan, who was full of spiritual power, was stunned for a moment, then his pupils shrank and he turned his head suddenly.

I saw two flying swords with a fierce sword aura, shooting straight at Zhang Tiantian's eyebrows, who no longer had the slightest power to resist.

It was already a moment of life and death.

In a normal moment, there are many ways to solve this problem.

It's just that all this is too fast, and except for Zhang Tiannan, who is only one step away from the Three Realms, no one has come back.

Powerful spiritual power fluctuations were born.

Zhang Tiannan's figure disappeared in place, and then appeared on a high platform hundreds of meters above.

Without the slightest hesitation.

His hands forcibly blocked the speeding flying sword, and a violent wave of qi came from the air.

Lu Shen ignored this, and just looked down silently.

"Boom!"

The entire round platform began to shake violently, accompanied by the wails and screams of countless people.

The corner of the originally grand round platform instantly turned into a ruined wall.

Countless young disciples dressed in Daodaomen costumes fell under the rubble, and the breath of blood filled the sky.

"Little bastard, you are looking for death!"

When Zhang Tiannan saw this scene, his eyes were red, and the entire robe began to float violently.

Lu Shen clearly saw the green tendons on the other party's face, and also felt the surging and violent killing intent, and even saw that in the next second, the other party's two fingers were less than ten zhang away from him.

Those fingers were surrounded by golden light, with an incomparable meaning of gold and stone.

A powerful cultivator who was only a line away from the Three Realms, and the blow he used with the intent of killing was difficult for the current Lu Shen to take it head-on.

But he still didn't have any expression, not even a hint of dodging.

He used two flying swords to kill Zhang Yitian before, and until now he was forcibly trapped in place by the other party.

But Lu Shen originally had three handles.

And the most important and strongest flying sword has been hidden in the ground by him.

Lu Shen said: "Get up." ”

The wind was calm, and there was not the slightest movement.

It's just that Zhang Tiannan seemed to notice something, and turned his head in horror in mid-air, but he never had time to turn back.

I saw a snow-white long sword of more than three inches burst out from the floor tiles under Zhang Tiantian's feet, like a snow-white silver line.

Poof.

The sound of a sword piercing through flesh was heard.

The next moment, Zhang Tiantian covered his throat, rolling blood kept flowing out of it, and his eyes were full of confusion.

He took a few steps forward, then fell to the ground so hard that he could not say a word.

Ning Huanhuan's big round eyes widened.

There was a dead silence in the air.

Countless eyes full of surprise looked at Lu Shen one after another.

No one believed that he really dared to kill Zhang Yitian, didn't he know the consequences of doing so?

"God will not stop anyone I am going to kill. ”

Lu Shen looked at the sluggish Zhang Tiannan and said, "What's more, it's you?"

The cold wind blew from the sea of clouds, and countless people looked at the black-shirted figure at the top of the high platform, only to feel a slight chill all over.