Zhengyang Zhenren, like Lu Jun, both practiced reincarnation martial arts, and under his martial arts enchantment, Lu Jun was able to use reincarnation martial arts freely.

Although his reincarnation martial arts can only act on himself, it is enough.

Under the full force of Taoguang Yanghui's blow, Lu Jun forcibly ascended to the realm of Tongyun, exerted his martial intent to pass through the secluded realm, and as soon as his true qi was exhausted, he went through reincarnation and recovered as before.

The Youpi Knife kept slashing at the body of the night lonely, causing the golden light of the body protection magic weapon to flicker endlessly.

"I didn't expect you, a junior, to have a lot of treasures on your body, turning into an artifact embryo, a heavenly and human spirit bead, and actually comprehending the Holy Dao. ”

Ye Duxing smiled contemptuously and said: "It's a pity, with your half-cultivation, this seat will be cut by you for a year, and you will not want to break the golden body of this seat!"

"When the martial arts enchantment is dispersed, this seat will definitely drain your soul to avenge the murder of your son and the hatred of humiliating me, and I hope you can still be so strong at that time!"

Lu Jun didn't fight with him for words, but only kept cutting off the Youpi knife.

He had to fight quickly, because the black qi emitted by the black hole was getting closer and closer to the martial arts enchantment, and even Lu Jun was not sure whether the martial arts enchantment could resist it.

Finally, the silky black qi of the Dao Dao swirled over and swept above the martial arts barrier.

The martial arts enchantment remained immovable, not affected in the slightest, but instead cut off the black qi like a sharp blade.

However, Lu Jun did not relax, as Ye Duxing said, he slashed out nine hundred and eighty-one knives in a row, and the golden light of Ye Duxing's body protection did not dim a bit.

The difference in the realm is too great, and the strength is insufficient after all, but Lu Jun did not lose heart, and slashed again.

Suddenly, Lu Jun felt a heat in his nose, as if something was flowing out of his nostrils and sliding into his mouth, a piece of salty.

He reached out and wiped it away, and it turned out to be blood!

"Haha, it seems that this seat doesn't have to wait for the martial arts enchantment to dissipate, you forcibly use the holy way, and your life will not be long!"

Ye Duxing laughed loudly and said, "Junior, it's not easy to read your cultivation, this seat will let you be a ghost!"

"The Holy Dao is not something that can be used at will, before reaching the realm of heaven and human gods, forcibly casting the Holy Dao is a price!"

Lu Jun believed that Ye Duxing did not deceive himself, and Xue Qianjian used heaven and earth ruthlessly, and as a result, his true qi was exhausted, and he could not use it again within a hundred days.

And with the help of Zhengyang Zhenren's martial arts enchantment, he was able to perform eighty-one times in a row, but no matter how much he continued, his body would not be able to bear it.

Lu Jun clearly felt that there was a fire in his chest, and his body seemed to be about to explode.

"Is this the end of it? No! I will not throw in the towel!"

Now that it is over, it means that all his efforts have been in vain, and he will not be able to avenge Li Taibai, nor save his own life, and he will have to take a thousand silences.

"I don't only have to break the waves, but I also have the evil slash available!"

The Phantom Knife turned into a red lotus flame in the sky and slashed at the body of the night lonely, but it couldn't even inspire the golden light of his protective body.

"This knife can't do it, the strength is too weak, are you tickling this seat?"

The Evil Slash was created by Wan Xuechun, and the Nine Slashes of the Broken Waves from Penglai Immortal Island in the East China Sea are still one layer behind each other after all.

The corners of Lu Jun's eyes couldn't help twitching, he didn't expect the two sword techniques to be so different.

"Only if you swear to the death, if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent?"

Lu Jun gritted his teeth fiercely, and once again exerted all his strength, forcibly elevating his cultivation to the Secret Realm, and the Ghost Knife turned into a huge wave and slashed out.

The true qi dried up again, and the light wheel in the air slowly rotated, shooting out a pillar of light, shining on Lu Jun's body, making his true qi recover instantly.

Poof-

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, Lu Jun's body shook a few times, and he almost fell to the ground.

He raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took a healing pill by the way.

"It's useless, no pill can cure the Holy Dao backlash, you're dead!" said Lonely Night Walk gloomily.

Sure enough, as he said, after the elixir was entered, Lu Jun didn't feel any improvement, and the heat in his chest became more and more intense.

Now the road is Jun, like a man who is about to die of thirst in the desert, and there is a cup of hungry wine in front of him.

He had only two options: either he drank the poisoned wine to quench his thirst and then died of poison, or he abandoned the poisoned wine and died of thirst.

"Even if I can't kill you, I'll slash you a few more times!"

Lu Jun let out a long roar, and the Youpi knife slashed down on the body of the night lone again.

Blood gushed out again, and in an instant, Lu Jun was bleeding.

The next knife, Lu Jun couldn't cut it no matter what, the whole person felt like it was going to explode at any time, and it was all because of his strong will that he could keep standing, his hands trembled, and he couldn't hold the ghostly knife.

The light wheel in the air vibrated violently, and then disappeared, leaving only the phantom of Zhengyang Zhenren, still sitting in the air.

Night Duxing's gaze moved down from the air and fell on Lu Jun's body, and said coldly: "You still have two-thirds of the life of the incense, cherish it." Don't think about cutting yourself, even if you die, I can still catch your soul!"

"Who said Lu Jun was going to die?"

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded, and then a figure flashed, and an extra person appeared out of thin air in the martial arts enchantment.

"Teacher!"

"Li Taibai!"

Lu Jun and Ye Duxing exclaimed in unison.

Night Lonely was even more exclaimed, "How could you not be dead?, how could you enter his martial arts enchantment?!"

Li Taibai is not dead, and it is understandable to walk alone at night, but the martial arts enchantment is one, and no one can enter or exit, how can he get in?

"Because of my martial arts, I can travel between heaven and earth!" Li Taibai smiled.

Night Lonely suddenly realized, and couldn't help but shout: "Easy Holy Dao!"

"Night Old Demon, in order to thank you for helping me condense my martial arts, I have a poem for you!"

Li Taibai didn't answer, turned his head to Lu Jun and said, "Lu Jun, I'll talk to you after I kill the Night Demon!"

Lu Jun knew that time was pressing now, so he stepped aside and sat down cross-legged and watched the battle quietly.

I saw Li Taibai flick his fingers, and the Qinglian Sword let out a dragon groan, and he smiled: "Night Old Demon, in order to thank you for helping me condense my martial arts, I will write a poem for you!"

"Laughing, laughing.

You don't see the curve like a hook, and the ancients knew that Erfeng was a prince

You don't see it as straight as a string, and the ancients knew the side of the road to death.

......”

A poem, a sword, the Qinglian sword is like a continuous drizzle, constantly stabbing on the body of the night lonely.

Lu Jun slashed more than eighty swords at night, but he couldn't break through the golden light of his body, but Li Taibai went down with a sword, which dimmed the golden light, and he deserved to be like a true grandmaster.

The golden light of the protective body dimmed sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the face of the night lone changed continuously, and he roared angrily: "Li Taibai, you are rampant!"

He muttered words in his mouth, and bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a bloody arrow spurted out of his mouth, instantly turning into a blood mist.

"Take my blood as a guide, break!"