Lu Lichen's gaze wandered between the girl and the swordsman behind her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was able to survive under Lu Lifan's killing moves, relying on a trace of Heavenly Dao power left in his body by a certain great power of the Star Picking Tower.

You must know that there are millions or even tens of millions of practitioners in the world.

And what they are looking for is, in the final analysis, the Tao.

There were sages in the world who once said that there are three thousand avenues in the world and eight hundred on the left.

If a practitioner wants to attain his or her path, he must have his own path if he or she cultivates to become a star.

And among all these ways, only the Heavenly Way is the highest, above all the ways, and envelops all the ways.

There is a trace of Heavenly Dao power in Lu Lichen's body, although it is weak, but it is connected to this heaven and earth, and it is difficult for ordinary people to hurt him at all.

Unless the practitioner has a complete path, free from the shackles of heaven and earth cause and effect, he can kill it.

Lu Lifan has done this, he has the way of the emperor, and at the same time, because he once gave up his lifeline and cut off his lifeline, he is no longer bound by heaven and earth.

It stands to reason that he should be able to kill Lu Lichen.

But the way of the emperor must be protected by a real dragon.

And there has never been a real dragon in this world.

Therefore, the way of the emperor itself is an incomplete way.

Therefore, Lu Lifan did not kill Lu Lichen.

However, at this moment, Lu Lichen felt a force in the phantom of the swordsman that was enough to kill him.

What exactly was that, in Lu Lichen's eyes, he couldn't say really, but he was very sure that the phantom did have such power.

His gaze wandered for a while, and finally fixed on the girl.

He realized that the phantom had been summoned by the girl, and that if he killed her, the phantom would naturally disperse, and he would be able to avoid such a curse.

With such thoughts, a hint of murder appeared in his eyes.

Then, almost at the same time, his body moved, dragging the evil force in the sky, and killing the girl at a very fast speed.

At this moment, the girl was still looking at the phantom of the swordsman, stunned, until Lu Lichen's sword reached her back, she was still silent in some emotion and did not react at all.

But these situations were clearly seen by the swordsman behind the girl.

A heavy aura welled up between his brows.

"You dare!"

He let out such an angry roar, and his voice seemed to come from thousands of miles away.

Then with a pull of his big hand, he pulled the girl behind him suddenly, and then his body caught up, and the long knife phantom in his hand faced the long sword that Lu Lichen roared into.

There was a loud bang.

The phantom of the swordsman and Lu Lichen's body burst back after a brief contact.

Lu Lichen's long sword pestle stood still, he looked at the swordsman phantom, the light in his eyes flickered, he realized from the performance of the phantom that this phantom was a living creature, he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

The swordsman phantom didn't pay attention to Lu Lichen's question, he turned his head to look at the girl behind him, and only then relieved himself when he was sure that she was okay.

Then he turned around again, facing Lu Lichen, the long knife in his hand shook, and a snow-white knife light lit up.

He stood with his head held high in the heavens and the earth, and the stars above his head shone brightly.

His lips opened slightly, and his cold voice revealed the majesty of a god-like contemplation of all beings.

He said.

"My name is Su Changan!"

Then his body came to Lu Lichen's body like a streamer, and before Lu Lichen could react, his long knife went straight to Lu Lichen's front door.

At the same time, the three thousand spirit swords summoned by the black long sword followed the phantom of the swordsman like a hundred birds and a phoenix, shooting straight towards Lu Lichen.

In a hurry, Lu Lichen summoned the black evil power around him and propped up a barrier in front of him.

But the surging evil power was as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog under the attack of the swordsman's phantom.

There was hardly anything that hindered the swordsman's swords and swords through Lu Lichen's barrier of evil power and reached his face.

Lu Lichen's pupils dilated suddenly at that time, and he had an extremely strange feeling.

In terms of the level of strength, the Illusory Shadow's offensive is extremely ordinary, and even the spiritual power fluctuations wrapped in it are pitiful, and it stands to reason that it will definitely not be his opponent.

But the swordsman's attack did pass through his evil power barrier and reached him without hindrance.

It's as if his evil power and the swordsman's sword are not at all on the same level.

What's going on here?

Lu Lichen looked at his long knife and sharp sword that were getting closer and closer, and doubts came to his mind.

But soon he came to his senses.

It's Daoyun!

The Dao mastered by this illusory shadow is beyond all the Dao in this world, and is even enough to compete with the Dao of Heaven!

Lu Lichen didn't know what kind of terrible way it was, and he really didn't have the world to think about it.

Because the attack of the swordsman finally hit him hard.

As if he was so badly wounded, he even flew upside down and fell into the camp of the barbarians.

Tuoba Yuanwu's face suddenly showed a look of panic, he glanced at Lu Lichen, who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and then looked at the swordsman phantom who was carrying a knife and the sword shadow was wrapped around him.

Lu Lichen was a holy envoy sent by the Holy Sons, and the strength he showed was an existence that he could only look up to.

But now he's defeated.

The defeat was so complete, defeated in the hands of the swordsman phantom who called himself Su Changan.

Is he really Su Changan?

This question undeniably appeared in Tuoba Yuanwu's mind, if you look closely, the outline of the swordsman's phantom face is so similar to Su Changan, but he is much older.

At this moment, the phantom turned a blind eye to the awe-inspiring eyes of the people, and he continued to move forward.

Everywhere I went, the stars shone brightly.

The barbarians finally realized that the target of the swordsman was the Holy Envoy who was lying on the ground.

They hesitated slightly, but finally couldn't resist the fear in their hearts, and they retreated one after another.

So the barbarian army like a tide made way for the swordsmen at that time, and sent their longing for the Holy Envoy to death.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of the swordsman's mouth, and he was about to walk up to Lu Lichen.

But at that moment, a long sigh suddenly came from the void.

The sea of clouds above the horizon suddenly began to converge from afar, forming a large but extremely indistinct human face after a few breaths.

The swordsman stopped his steps, he looked up at the human face in the sky, and the violent killing intent in his cold eyes began to emerge.

"You're not supposed to be here. The lips of the man's face trembled, and a voice like Huang Zhongdalu suddenly sounded.

"Should you be here?" asked the Phantom rhetorically.

The man's face was stunned, it was obvious that the phantom's words revealed a lot of information, at least he should know his identity.

It's just that the two of them shouldn't be referring to different things, what he says shouldn't be time, and what the phantom is talking about is space.

"You know a lot. After a long silence, the face said again.

The county of Jiahan had fallen completely quiet at that time, and this series of changes had already exceeded everyone's expectations.

"More than you think. The Phantom responded.

"But you have to go back, after all, this is just a projection of you, and in this plane, you are no match for me. ”

The face said this, and the black evil power above the dome converged into a dark cloud in the sky, and began to gather frantically towards the face, and they gathered more and more, and soon the entire night sky was obscured, only a star above the phantom's head was still stubbornly flickering, sprinkling a piece of starlight towards the world.

"Really?" asked the Phantom rhetorically.

Needless to say, the hatred between them has long been unforgettable, and it has long transcended the time and space in this world.

Almost instantly, the swordsman's body moved again.

He leaped high, the knife in his hand raised above his head, his body reflected in the starry sky, his eyes bloodshot with anger and scarlet with blood.

He was like an angry lion, and his long hair fluttering in the night wind was his sword-like sideburns.

He was like a god who reigned over the world, pronouncing death to the rebellious ministers.

There was an inevitable flash of panic in the eyes of the human face in the sky, but it quickly dissipated.

The dark cloud gradually converged, condensed inward, and finally turned into an ethereal figure.

His hand was open at that time, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to have received some kind of edict that could not be resisted, and the figures of him and the swordsman froze at that time, and then the distance between the two began to rise.

That's a very abstract concept.

It's as if the space between the two begins to distort, stretching infinitely.

The long knife that had already arrived in front of the evil figure suddenly became distant.

The swordsman didn't feel any fear or uneasiness from this.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the hands of the evil figure suddenly became slow, and the expressions on the faces of the people around him also froze instantly, and time seemed to stand still at that time.

And the swordsman kept jumping forward, trying to slash his sword at the shadow.

However, the swordsman's ability to condense time did not seem to have played as good as he imagined for the evil shadow, and although his speed became slow, it was not as completely stagnant as the surrounding barbarian army or Shu army.

The upward spiral of space continues, but at a much slower rate than before.

As a result, the swordsman flew forward, and the space continued to rise.

The two are caught in a turbulent current of time and space.

They could no longer stop, only one of them ran out of strength, or the other was cut off by a long knife, otherwise the chase would go on forever and endlessly.

Of course, such a long duel is only as short as a moment for everyone who has been frozen in time.

The evil qi around the evil shadow began to roll unsteadily, obviously the power of using the rules had made him feel weak, his brow gradually sank, and the power of the phantom was far beyond his expectations.

And the starlight above the swordsman's phantom head gradually began to dim, and using the power of time in this way also caused a lot of burden on his body.

What's more, this phantom is just a projection of his body, and his power has been greatly weakened when it descends on this time and space.

No matter how long the chase in this world is, there will be a day when it stops.

I don't know how long it has been.

Because of the stagnation of time, such a concept has become somewhat blurred, or in the stagnant time, time is a non-existent concept.

Time around him moved again.

The surprise on everyone's faces began to spread.

The swordsman's knife finally came to an end in front of the Shadow, but it came to a halt less than half an inch from his body.

The bright starlight above his head flickered for a while, but it only returned to the light, and it came to an abrupt end in the next moment.

The star went out, and his body fell straight down as if he had lost all his strength.

A look of fear lingered on the shadow's face for a moment, and then a look of ecstasy welled up.

It is undeniable that at that moment, he did think that the swordsman would kill him, but in fact, he won in the end.

The projection from the future will be difficult to travel through the power of time and space to kill him after all, but even so, if he can do this, the evil shadow can imagine how powerful he will be in the future.

Seeing this, the girl on the ground almost didn't think about it, gathered the spiritual power around her, and rushed to the direction where the blademan's phantom fell, catching his body.

She watched his blurring body, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Don't go! Don't go!"

"Silly boy. The phantom looked at the girl, her tired eyes full of tenderness.

"It's a day when everyone dies. ”

"Besides, I'd be dead a long time ago..."

"It's a blessing to see you again. ”

The phantom's comfort did not make the girl's condition better, and the tears in her eyes became more and more turbulent.

The resentment of the past, the incomprehension of the past, all disappeared in the figure of the phantom gradually dissipating.

"Please, don't go, don't go!" she said, shaking her head frantically.

But the swordsman's body became more and more blurred uncontrollably, and it was about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"I didn't expect you to grow so big, as beautiful as your mother. ”

The man muttered, the color in his eyes becoming hollow.

"I really want to... Look at her again..."

After saying this, he finally lost all his strength, and his outstretched hand that wanted to caress the girl's cheek stopped abruptly, and then transformed into a point of light and dispersed into the distance.

"Don't!Don't!!Don't!!" The girl panicked and tried to grab those points of light in order to keep the swordsman, but how could those things be something that ordinary people could grasp?

The man's body finally dissipated completely into heaven and earth, as if he had never appeared.

The evil shadow above the dome watched all this with cold eyes, and he heard the conversation between the girl and the phantom very truly.

He couldn't have imagined that this phantom was not a projection, but a wisp of revenant soul that did not want to disperse, his eyes became gloomy, he couldn't imagine what happened to the future world, why such a terrifying existence was born, even a wisp of revenant soul almost killed him.

He's going to find that man and strangle him before he grows up!

And now, he set his eyes on the girl who was bowing her head and crying.

He realized that the girl was inextricably linked to the ghost, and their aura was so similar that he couldn't keep her.

So the majestic evil power began to gather, and he was going to strike at that time.

And at this moment, a noisy shouting began in the rear of the barbarian army, and it seemed that someone rushed in.

A sword light lit up from behind the evil shadow, and his heart moved, so he had to temporarily put away his attack on the girl, turn around and block, and repel the attacking sword light.

And the owner of the sword light also retreated in front of the girl at that time.

"Are you alright?" he looked nervously at the girl behind him.

The girl also looked at him in a daze at the moment, with tears in her eyes, but her expression was indescribably complicated.

This made the owner of the sword light extremely puzzled.

The Evil Shadow's gaze fell on him, and he felt some kind of aura from him, the aura of the swordsman just now.

They're just one person!

Such thoughts rose in the mind of the Evil Shadow.

It's a little ridiculous, but he can't hide his joy, just now he still wanted to strangle this person, and in a blink of an eye he sent himself to the door.

"What's your name?" he asked.

The owner of the sword light was stunned when he heard this, he looked at the girl and then at the evil shadow in the sky.

Although he didn't know what was going on, it was not difficult for him to guess that the girl's strange state was caused by the evil shadow.

A violent murderous aura surged up on his brows at that moment, and the spiritual power around him surged.

"My name is Su Changan!"

He said this with a cold brow, and the long knife in his hand was tightly grasped by him.

The girl looked at his back in a daze, faintly seemingly overlapping with Fang Cai's phantom body.