Lu Shen finally exhaled a breath of turbid air after a long and complicated build-up.

He withdrew his right hand, then waved his sleeve and muttered, "Go!"

I saw that the five flying swords were in a straight line, and they shot towards Li Haiyang with agitation.

There was no shocking world, nor was there a earth-shaking might, but there was a gap in the open space between Lu Shen and Li Haiyang.

It was as if a bright rainbow light had been born.

This sword contained all the spiritual power of Lu Shen's body, as well as endless sword intent.

This move, the strength of the sword and the strength of the sword intent, are already the limit that Lu Shensheng can reach now.

....

A sense of panic between life and death instantly enveloped Li Haiyang's heart, and he forcibly stopped the descending long sword, and turned to block it in front of his chest, and the majestic sword qi burst out from his body.

In the next second, Changhong crashed into the sword body on Li Haiyang's chest, and the latter's entire body slid backwards on the ground for dozens of feet.

The flying sword castration did not stop, and the layers of sword qi like a wave crashing on the shore were superimposed, so that Li Haiyang, who was already at the peak, could not move at all, and his body was still retreating.

Li Haiyang's body was boiling like a river and a sea, and he cursed: "Little bastard, when I carry this sword, I vow to pluck your skin and cramp you to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

Lu Shen said calmly in the distance: "Go again." ”

Bang.

The surging black light covered the body of the five flying swords, and the sword momentum went one step further.

Flutter.

The long sword on Li Haiyang's chest began to have slight cracks.

Li Haiyang's heart suddenly condensed, the ancient sword Qingluan that he had the same heart with was destroyed on the spot by Lu Shen in Sunset Rock, and although the quality of this ancient sword was not much worse, after all, the refining time was short, and it was still a little different from him.

Li Haiyang knew that if the flying sword was broken, there would be nothing to defend himself, and in the face of the same sword cultivator, he could only be beaten passively.

This time, the Qingluan Peak Peak Lord, who was bound to kill Lu Shen, had a trace of regret for his choice.

Is it the right choice to kill him with thunder in the first place, or not to provoke him from the beginning to the end?

It's a pity that Lu Shen didn't give him time to regret it, and said again: "Three go." ”

Bang!

The first long sword exploded in front of Li Haiyang, and the powerful sword qi fluctuations smashed heavily on the latter's chest.

Li Haiyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and before he could do anything, the second flying sword exploded again.

Just like the firecrackers during the Spring Festival, the first four swords, green plums, bamboo horses, half a catty, eight taels, all exploded into smithereens.

The furious sword qi flowed through Li Haiyang's body, and a moment later, blood splattered on Li Haiyang's body, and countless dense wounds appeared all over his body.

Lu Shen's face did not change, and he said flatly: "Go around." ”

The ancient sword that had just been completely refined in the First Gorge Ridge was destroyed, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation from beginning to end, and at this moment, it was like an embroidery needle that instantly pierced the center of Li Haiyang's eyebrows.

No waves, no waves, no surprises.

But Li Haiyang's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and he felt that this last sword was Lu Shen's killing move from the beginning.

Therefore, he was willing to endure the pain of the sword qi from the other four flying swords bursting, and the reason was to stop this murderous sword.

In his opinion, as long as he can resist this move, Lu Shen can only be caught obediently.

At this moment of life and death, Li Haiyang finally showed the tenacious will of sword cultivation that belonged to the Boundless Realm.

He endured the severe pain all over his body, his hands turned into a strange gesture, and he suddenly stretched forward and shouted angrily, "Give me town!"

The surging qi machine collided with the flying sword, without the slightest ripple.

Rippled wisps of gas wrapped around the flying sword.

It's like a fish swimming upstream.

I saw that the snow-white flying sword began to fly towards the opponent's eyebrows at an extremely slow and steady speed in mid-air.

Five meters... Three meters... One meter...

Finally, it slowly stopped more than half an inch in front of Li Haiyang's forehead.

Li Haiyang's eyes were red, and cold sweat broke out all over his body, but he still couldn't suppress his laughter, and his hoarse voice spread throughout the mountain.

"What are you laughing at?"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Li Haiyang had originally put his whole heart on the snow-white flying sword, but when he suddenly looked up, he saw a pair of eyes without the slightest emotion.

Li Haiyang's face was bloodless in an instant.

Because Lu Shen appeared in front of him, the most important thing was that he still held a sword in his hand.

"No...."

Li Haiyang's face turned pale, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he stopped abruptly.

Because the black-gray blade of the sword slashed through his neck like an understatement.

Only the crisp sound of cutting could be heard in the silence of the mountains.

The next moment.

Li Haiyang's head was completely separated from his body and fell to the open space a few meters away.

As soon as the gray-clothed boy struggled to get up from the ground, he saw blood gushing out of the headless neck like fireworks.

....

Counting the sub-peak of Gu Han Peak back then, there are now two sword cultivators at the peak of the Sword Pavilion Boundless Realm who have died in Lu Shen's hands.

Both times it actually took a lot of luck.

The first time was to rely on the surprise of the ancient sword Yunsheng, and the second time was to rely on the desperate entanglement of the gray-clothed boy and his flying sword technique that needed to be stored for a long time and was extremely flawed.

Of course, the most important thing is to rely on Lu Shen himself, if it is replaced by someone else, no matter how many flying swords there are and how strong the helpers are, it is estimated that they will already be dead and cannot die anymore.

Lu Shen squatted down, ignoring the blood that was still gushing out, and groped around Li Haiyang's body.

After a while, Lu Shen got up and walked directly to the gray-clothed boy.

Yang Fugui seemed to be stupid by this scene, and he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

After half a ring, he blinked his eyes, and saw the long sword on Lu Shen's right hand that was still bleeding blood, and he didn't know what he thought, so he knelt on the ground with a puff and said heartbreakingly: "Boss, don't kill me! Don't kill me! Although I have heard that the bosses in the rivers and lakes are ruthless, stabbing knives in the back, and white knives coming in and out of red knives, but I am definitely true to the boss..."

A hard object slammed into his head and fell to the ground.

The gray-clothed boy was stunned, his gaze shifted downward, and then his eyes emitted a terrifying bright light, and a frog jumped and grasped the quaint black ring.

"Ahem, boss, I was like that... Actually, right.. It's just that... Shh

The gray-clothed boy took the ring into his arms while talking nonsense, accidentally touched the wound again, gasped, and grinned for a while.

Lu Shen glanced at it, and he was also emotional.

The body of the demon clan has always been tough, not to mention the snake demon with the blood of the dragon, even if it was severely injured by Li Haiyang so many times, it still didn't seem to hurt the origin.

Lu Shen said: "Can Li Haiyang's corpse be solved?"

He didn't want this to be exposed, at least he still had a lot to do.

The gray-clothed boy patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, you won't even find the scum at night!"

Lu Shen glanced at the sky and said, "Take a day off and leave tomorrow." ”

"Okay!" the boy in gray replied happily, suddenly remembering something, and ran up the hill again.

...

The day goes by in a blink of an eye.

Lu Shen found four sword embryos of good quality from Yang Fugui's small treasure pile, and in the latter's resentful eyes, he was ready to re-refine them to replace the four flying swords that had just been completely destroyed.

Lu Shen sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

The "World Destroyer" that had not yet been completely refined continued to be placed in his acupoint to warm up, and there were also four cold rays of light rapidly surrounding him.

The gray-clothed boy sat aside, looking at the ring on his left hand and then at the ring on his right, and was very happy.

Both rings contained equal amounts of gold and silver treasures.

He silently made up his mind, this time he went out to find the opportunity to find Huajiao, but also to find eight more rings, and then collect all the treasures in the world.

Lu Shen exhaled a breath of turbidity, waved his right hand lightly, and four cold rays were put into his sleeve.

Just in time, there was a flash of morning light in the sky.

"Let's go. ”

Lu Shen got up and walked down the mountain.

The gray-clothed boy also jumped up, following closely behind him with his hands on the back of his head.

Lu Shen said: "Is the injury healed?"

The gray-clothed boy smiled and said, "Not yet, but I'm born with rough skin and thick meat, and I'll be fine in a while." ”

On the steep mountain road, the two gradually walked side by side.

Even the gray-clothed boy didn't realize that as he walked out of the realm, the sense of resistance that had arisen spontaneously from the bottom of his heart in the past had completely disappeared this time.

"Boss, are there a lot of rings on the outside?"

"Not much, not too much. ”

"Does the boss think I can turn into a Jiao?"

"It should be. ”

"Boss, why don't I change my name to Shoucai?"

"I suddenly felt that Yang Fugui was very good. ”

"Ha, yes, I also think this name is good, a passing old show just got it for me, and I smiled when I met me, not as timid as others. ”

"It's time to fight. ”

"Huh?"

"The world's sour old talents, mainly in the academy, are the most pedantic and fighting. ”

"Why. ”

"Because they laughed at me back then. ”

"Uh...... ”

....

Youlong Town is the most famous town within a radius of thousands of miles, the main reason is naturally that it is connected to the wide ferry port of Beihai, and there is an endless stream of trade and trade, and there is everything in the town.

It took Lu Shen and the gray-clothed boy three days to come here, Lu Shen was happy and quiet, but the gray-clothed boy's mouth was never closed at all along the way, fortunately, with Mengyixiao's exercise in the past few years, Lu Shen could barely endure it.

At this time, the two were sitting at an herbal tea stall next to the city gate to rest, and the crowd of people coming and going around them was endless.

"Boss, are those guys still there?" asked the gray-clothed boy, holding a large water bowl.

"Still in this town. ”

Lu Shen's expression was calm, not only Li Haiyang was at the beginning, but he himself also put down a wisp of origin sword qi on that servant girl Xiaokui.

Lu Shen frowned a little, because he didn't know how to explain the origin of the gray-clothed boy to them.

He had never been good at this kind of thing, and while he was thinking about it, several people at the table around him suddenly caught his attention again.

"Hey, have you heard? I heard that the immortal masters of the Cold Cloud Sect came here last night. ”

"This kind of thing was spread all over the street, as if to recruit young seeds in the Northland. ”

"No wonder the town has been so lively recently, and many big families with names and surnames in the north have come here. ”

Lu Shen raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

It seems that the place where the stupid girl who pretended to be a maidservant is going is called the Cold Cloud Sect?