Tenkai Dobu

Chapter 668
The two who had been chasing and killing Lu Ziyu were stunned at sea.

Just now, the two of them had literally slashed at each other's body, without any buffer or block, but that was the power of their all-out attack.

However, when the sword was about to be added to his body just now, the opponent turned around and blocked their attack with his back. The opponent's clothes burst into pieces, but there was no injury on his body, only two wounds appeared. There was a white mark, and it disappeared quickly.

Of course, they also received the notice that they can't really kill. They have been chasing and killing just now, and they haven't seen any wounds on the opponent's body for a long time. At first, they paid attention to keeping their hands away, but after a long time, they forgot. Those two hits were made with all their strength, and they didn't hold back their hands at all, but now, the opponent has nothing to do, so how can they fight!
The hooked-nosed old man who attacked Lu Ao was watching the play with his arms folded. He didn't attack again. When he came, someone said that he couldn't kill him. If the knife just now could kill the opponent, then It can also be said that he forgot when he hit the fierce point, and didn't say to stop, but it is unreasonable to attack now.

He was originally a casual cultivator. He has done everything for resources since he was a child, and he hated those powerful people in his family. After he finally became a martial artist, he became capable and formed a group of crooked demons and evil ways. It has become a faction, and its reputation in the East China Sea is very unbearable. This time, it was mixed with the general trend of Daxia.

When he came here, many martial sages looked down on him and pushed him out, and the treatment he received was not as good as that notorious enchanting demon girl.Originally, he thought that he would be able to kill in a fair manner when he came here, but he was notified that he was not allowed to kill, which made him very upset. I got angry, saw the opportunity, and punched the opponent directly in the head, and prepared to slash it with a knife. I didn't expect someone to be faster than my own knife in that situation.

But it's not a big deal, the two people in front of them seem to be related, but it's nothing, both of them are early martial arts saints, and they both still look like they just broke through, and they almost want to find something about themselves.

"Ancestor!"

Seeing that the old ancestor's complexion gradually improved, and his aura gradually became stronger, Lu Ziyu tried to scream.

Lu Ao frowned, but his closed eyes did not open.

"It's okay!"

At this time, a person came down from the sky, it was the Sword Master, who looked at Lu Ao and asked.

"It's okay, just rest for a while!"

Lu Ziyu shook his head, the god of the ancestor was traumatized, the knife just cut the spine, if it is an ordinary person, the spine injury is at least paralyzed, but the vitality of the martial arts is strong, after such a short time, it has begun to heal Well, it'll be fine if you rest for a while.

"Senior, please take care of my ancestor!"

Lu Ziyu saw that there was nothing serious about his ancestor, so he said to the sword sage.

"it is good!"

The Juggernaut looked at Lu Ziyu's appearance, said nothing, nodded and took Lu Ao.

Seeing that the sword master took the ancestor away, Lu Ziyu turned around and looked at the old man with triangular eyes.

Although most of the people on the battlefield saw the scene just now, the rhythm of the fight did not slow down, but everyone became more careful.

"The ancestor of the black robe!"

In the sky, King Zhenhai's expression was not very good, looking at the old man in black robe below, he said in a cold voice.

When he came, Emperor Xia had already said to these people that martial saints cannot be killed in this war. There are few martial saints in the human race, and they cannot die in internal fighting. This is the principle that the human race has followed for so many years. He Donghai Although there have been martial saints who were killed by the human race in history, they all had good reasons, and this time they were indeed told many times, and he said it once when he came here, but the black robe clearly It is to kill.

"Black robe?"

You Lao's complexion was not good either. Hearing King Zhenhai's words, he said, "I heard that this guy's reputation is not very good!"

"Well, Emperor Xia didn't want him originally, but we can't let him stay in the East China Sea as an unstable factor!"

King Zhenhai nodded. There are not many martial saints left in the East China Sea. If such a person is left in the East China Sea, we don't know what will happen.

"It seems that the little guy is angry!"

You Lao looked down and suddenly said with interest.

"The black-robed patriarch?"

Lu Ziyu turned around and looked at the black-robed old man opposite, and asked in a very calm voice.

"It seems that the ancestor's reputation is not small!"

The triangular eyes of the black-robed patriarch narrowed, and his smile was a bit pervasive.

"If you slash my patriarch, you will take my slash!"

As Lu Ziyu said, a bronze-colored throwing knife appeared in his hand, flying in his hand: "If you can take it, the matter between us will be over!"

"Hehe, boy, you have a serious tone!"

The black-robed patriarch looked at the small flying knife. Although it was a semi-holy weapon, he hadn't seen this kind of hidden weapon that was only used among low-level fighters for a long time. He didn't expect that someone would use it Wen Yang has reached the level of a semi-holy vessel.

"Come on, I heard that you are a genius in Nanhai, but you are a genius at your age!"

The ancestor in black robe shook the knife in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Do you know that the ancestor hates geniuses the most, come and show the ancestor that you, a genius, can take over the sword from the ancestor! "

Lu Ziyu didn't speak any more. He glanced murderously at the black-robed patriarch, and then fell silent. The throwing knife that was flying in his hand just now was gone.

To be honest, since he broke through to the realm of Wusheng, he has never used a sword, at most he has only practiced a few times, but he just tried the feel of it.

The black-robed patriarch didn't pay much attention at first, and just watched Lu Ziyu's movements casually, but as time passed, he felt something was wrong, and a huge sense of danger enveloped him. This feeling has not appeared for a long time. Well, he only encountered it accidentally once when he was a great master, and that time he was almost lost.

He was no longer so relaxed, but raised the knife in his hand, and looked at Lu Ziyu who had changed a little bit with a solemn expression.

This has attracted a lot of people's attention. Although some people didn't stop their hands, they put their attention here. A few even stopped their hands and watched from a distance. They were the opponents who were fighting just now. They started betting on each other who could win, and the scene was a little bit.

(End of this chapter)