The big platform was full of messes.

Quick as a wink.

These hopeful young seeds of Daodaomen suffered heavy casualties, and even Zhang Tiannan's son died tragically on the spot, and then hearing such cold words from the initiator, countless people retreated one after another, revealing unconcealed jealousy in their eyes, as if Lu Shen had become a more terrifying figure than Daodaomen.

Lu Shen waved his hand lightly, and the three flying swords instantly flew back into his sleeve.

Facing everyone's gaze, Lu Shen did not show any expression.

The experience of this life, where his heart is located, is in the Lu family's mansion in Xinsha Town.

And all of this originated in the South China Sea of the Shandezong sect.

So after the destruction of the Lu family's mansion, he changed his name and surname to sneak into Mobei, slaughtered the South China Sea, and destroyed the Shande Sect.

Earlier, he saw the costumes of those disciples, and finally remembered that when he was in Mobei, the disciples of the Shande Sect were the same clothes.

It turns out that he has already been an enemy, no wonder he wants to see both.

Some people finally came back to their senses and looked at the figure with a dazed expression.

On this big platform, Lu Shen only did two things.

One is to play the piano, and the other is to play the sword.

The two have very different meanings, but they reveal the same flavor in his hands.

Overbearing.

Ruthless.

No doubt.

Some of the more thoughtful ones noticed the more terrifying details.

He blocked the blow of the Dao Kui Lin Streamer, and then returned it to the hundreds of disciples of the Daode Sect.

Then he killed Zhang Yitian with Edgeworth.

All the movements between the two, Lu Shen's footsteps did not move a single step from beginning to end, but they completely teased Zhang Tiannan, a profound cultivator, in the palm of his hand.

How calculating and calm does this require?

The storm has changed dramatically.

The wind and clouds above the nine heavens began to stir, and the spiritual power was scattered in all directions.

A majestic and murderous aura came from thousands of miles away, without any form, but it seemed to be scraped by a soft knife.

The streamer that no one controls the master is windless and automatic, and he is very happy, as if he has met an old friend.

A majestic pressure descended on the air.

Lu Shen raised his head slightly, looking a little serious.

He felt the aura that had steadily stepped into the Three Realms, thought about it, and felt that it was not surprising that it was the female sword saint called by the people in the sword forest, Zizhu.

Hit the small, come big, hit the big, come old.

Lu Shen naturally heard this sentence that would talk about people in both the ordinary world and the cultivation world, and he had a deep understanding.

And the next move of the other party also proved his idea.

The wind and clouds on the high round platform passed away into the distance, and the sun did not cover the entire platform in the slightest.

But the crowd felt that they could not be warm.

Because as the powerful aura in the distance got closer and closer, everyone realized that it was actually a silver-white arc of gas.

It was the smell of some kind of weapon.

It's not a sword qi that gallops fiercely.

It's a grumpy and unrivaled knife intent.

Lu Shen was stunned.

It turned out that the legendary female sword saint slashed at him from thousands of miles away, without mercy.

This knife may have been used since he stepped on the round platform to defeat Zhang Yitian, or it may have been even earlier.

As the distance and time passed, the sword became less violent, but it was still powerful, powerful enough to destroy the lives of everyone on the platform in an instant.

If you don't run, you'll die.

Escape, the whole platform will be buried with you first.

....

Lu Shen glanced at the ground.

Han Ruo, who was greatly injured, felt the meaning, his figure flashed, and he grabbed the father and daughter of the Ning family and ran into the distance.

At the same time, many cultivators also reacted and fled into the distance.

Many wealthy families and wealthy families in the city who did not have the slightest cultivation had nowhere to escape, and they all hid to the edge of the round platform with their faces as white as earth.

There is a storm first.

Boom.

The floating round platform moved dozens of meters through the air, and the flat bricks at the edge of the ground cracked countless cobwebs and began to spread wildly towards the center.

The whole platform is crumbling.

Countless people exclaimed with heart-rending screams.

Just the Gangfeng carried by the sword intent was already so terrifying, if the arc-shaped sword qi that followed completely collided, what could be done above this hundreds of meters in the air.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Tiannan, the only hope of stopping this blow, seemed to have lost his soul, holding Zhang Tiantian's corpse, his face was like ashes, and he did not make the slightest movement.

All thoughts were so disheartened that some people wept in horror.

"It's all to blame on that Lu Shen, if it weren't for him, how could we be like this!"

"Yes, yes, he wants to die with us, this broom star!"

"Help, I don't want to die!"

When people in the world encounter something that cannot be solved, they will subconsciously blame their suffering and torture on certain people and certain things, so as to vent their fear and resentment in their hearts.

The world is full of strange things, nothing more than that.

Countless voices containing complaints and curses sounded, as if they were firecrackers during the Spring Festival, burning at all times.

It was only in the midst of these self-defeating words that another shocked voice came.

"He.... Him!?"

As soon as the words fell, countless lines of sight looked forward with the gaze of survival.

I saw that the back of the black shirt, which was as straight as a sword, had quietly walked to the top of the big stage for some time.

The wind blew, the young man's long hair fluttered, and his big sleeves fluttered, like a fairy.

......

Lu Shen quietly looked at the arc-shaped knife intent in the sky.

He heard the words of the people behind him very clearly, but he didn't feel the slightest feeling.

Because the human heart is the most unpredictable thing, and it is also the most incomprehensible.

What they say doesn't really have much to do with what he's going to do.

He's not standing here for anyone.

It's just that the other party's attitude and method of making a knife are too contemptuous, so this feeling makes Lu Shen's already unhappy mood even worse.

A black rainbow pierced the sun.

Lu Shen's right hand was completely covered by a majestic black mang.