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Chapter 1122 Overlord's Strike

"To force Luo Qingyang to draw his sword!"

On the top of the city, Ji Ruofeng was shocked.

He had estimated the strength of Xiao Se and others before, and he didn't think that Luo Qingyang could draw his sword.

If it's okay in other places, but in Muliang City, only a sword fairy is qualified to let Luo Qingyang draw his sword.

However, as soon as the battle started, several juniors teamed up to force Luo Qingyang to draw his sword.

Unexpected, really unexpected!
"What are you guys doing?"

Looking at Han Qianluo on the other side of the city, Ji Ruofeng whispered to himself, unable to figure out the origin of those two people.

Ji Ruofeng was wondering, while the battle in the city continued, Tang Lian and the seven joined forces to besiege, the cooperation became more and more tacit, and their own potential was constantly stimulated.

Luo Qingyang responded with the Nine Songs Sword Art. Although he had the upper hand, it was difficult to take it down for a while.

Of course, this is also mainly because the first four swords of Jiu Ge Jian Jue are not killing swords, they are lacking in lethality, the main thing is to gain momentum.

It's just that the first four swords are already the limit of Tang Lian's seven people. Even if they have accumulated a lot of potential before, there is still a limit. When the potential is fully stimulated, there is no way to advance.

"Master Chief!"

The sword dance continued, and after entering the fifth form of the Nine Songs Sword Jue, Da Si Ming, the murderous intent suddenly broke out.

In just the first half, the six of Tang Lian were severely injured, were sent flying, and their martial arts were forcibly broken.

Wu Xin also looked pale, with nosebleeds profusely, obviously suffering from backlash.

However, Luo Qingyang's sword dance remained the same, because Lu Yudi, who had never made a move, opened his eyes, which even brought him a slight sense of threat.

"This shot is for Wushuang City, for the master of the city owner, for the master, and even for myself, the name is—"

Standing with the gun in hand, Lu Yudi pulled the spirituality in the thunder gun with the overlord state of mind he had just achieved, and then aroused the power of heavenly thunder in it.

"Crackling..."

The lightning flashed, and the power of the vast sky thunder gushed out, covering Lu Yudi's body for ten feet, and then turned into a thunderbolt gun light.

"Overlord!"

With a sudden step on the sole of his foot, he forcibly stimulated his muscles and bones with the power of thunder, and exploded with strength and speed beyond the limit. His body was like a flash of lightning, hitting Luo Qingyang directly.

And Luo Qingyang also cut out the second half of the chief commander.

"when!"

When the spears and swords collided, the Heavenly Dao Sword Qi not only cut through the light of the lightning gun, but also chopped the thunder gun, which was only a second-grade alloy steel, piece by piece. However, Luo Qingyang was also struck backward by that huge force. , and drew two deep marks on the ground paved with bluestone.

It is still quite unwise for a sword fairy to compete in strength with someone with a martial arts body.

Not to mention that Lu Yuzhai not only has the blessing of the Overlord's real body, but also fully induces the power of the sky thunder into the body, stimulating the muscles and bones beyond the limit, which can be called a life-threatening blow, and the power that erupts is even stronger.

It's just that Luo Qingyang is too strong, and after retreating nine feet, he stabilized his figure and blocked Lu Yudi's desperate burst of impact.

And the thunder gun was cut off to only a small half, which was held by Lu Yudi, and then fell to the ground.

"Dang!"

"Say your name again, you are qualified to let me remember!"

Seeing Lu Yudi's arms gradually turning into ashes and disintegrating, Luo Qingyang asked in a deep voice.

He saw Lu Yudi's domineering heart, and he was also the first to repel him, and he repelled nine feet one after another, which is worth remembering.

"The chief disciple of Wushuang City, Lu Yudi, a student under Mr. Mang's seat!"

Proudly uttering his name, Lu Yuzhai felt happier than ever.

Sure enough, as Mr. said, what he and Wushuangcheng lacked was the courage. After condensing the heart of the overlord, many doubts in the past were easily solved, or there was no need to solve them.

If you have problems or doubts, you don't need to bother, just get rid of the people who create the problems and doubts.

This is the heart of the overlord, dominating the world, unparalleled and unparalleled!
And the first blow to achieve the overlord state of mind repelled Gu Jianxian. Although he was also crippled, he didn't regret it, and he didn't embarrass Wushuangcheng, his master, and his husband.

"Brother!"

Wushuang, who was seriously injured, hurried forward, seeing Lu Yudi who had lost his arms and became a cripple, feeling sad for a moment.

The elder brother died last time, but this time he was abolished.

For a martial artist, being crippled is more painful than dying.

"Junior brother, the way to be a brother has been exhausted, Wushuang City will depend on you in the future."

Looking down at the young man in front of him, Lu Yuzhai accepted the fact of becoming a useless person, because it was his choice.

Before, he specifically asked to save the last blow to himself, so as to force himself into a desperate situation, assist in cultivating the overlord state of mind, and hit the most brilliant blow.

Being able to repel Gu Jianxian, the head of the five great sword immortals, and let him remember his name, he is enough to laugh proudly for a lifetime.

And he has also gained a lot. Although his body is crippled, the Overlord's state of mind is still there, which is enough for him to do a lot of things for Wushuang City and assist Wushuang to lead Wushuang City back to its former glory.

"Brother!"

Wushuang cried, feeling the heavy burden on the senior brother for the first time.

In the past, his master and senior brothers were there to help him withstand all the pressure, but now that his senior brother has been abolished, the pressure fell on him in an instant, making him deeply understand what kind of pressure the senior senior brothers have endured these years.

It's no wonder that big brother sometimes does things out of line, it's all because of being forced!
"Stop howling, quickly carry him to the city wall, and ask the big bastard master to regenerate his arm after he is done."

Leaning on the gun and standing up, Sikong Qianluo gave a reminder, and then ran towards the side wall of Muliang City with the elder brother and others.

Sister Qianluo's sword intent of defeat has already erupted, and here will be the battlefield between Sister Han and Gu Jianxian. It's more dangerous for them to stay here, so it's better to run away quickly.

"What? Can it be regenerated?"

Wushuang was stunned, and so was Lu Yuzhai. Can a broken arm regenerate?

"Run now!"

Xiao Se yelled, and dragged Lei Wujie away quickly.

Senior Sister Han's Sword Intent of Defeat is too strong, so strong that it is inhuman, and can even compete with Mu Liangcheng's Intention of National Martyrdom.

The next battle is bound to be earth-shattering, and staying here will definitely be cool.

He didn't even pay attention to the Xuanzhong ruler, because it was too heavy for him to carry it in his current state of serious injury.

Secondly, most of Xuan Chongchi was cut into half by Luo Qingyang's last strike, Da Siming, so let's take it back after the battle and ask Master to return it to the furnace and recast it!
After reacting, Wushuang hurriedly threw off the broken Wushuang sword in his hand, and carried Lu Yudi, who was unable to move, to run.

The next battle will definitely be earth-shattering, even if you want to watch the battle, you have to run far away to avoid being involved.

And Luo Qingyang also turned his eyes to Han Qianluo who was standing on the top of the distant city, frowning.

"How many people did she kill?"

Luo Qingyang had the same doubts as Ji Ruofeng, the murderous aura was too strong, it was not the murderous aura that could be accumulated by killing thousands of people, it was far more than that.

Not daring to be negligent, Luo Qingyang did not perform the Nine Songs Sword Jue from the beginning, but took advantage of the situation to perform the Shao Siming Sword Dance after the Great Commander's Command. As for Mu Liangcheng's national mourning, he did not move.

Now Mu Liangcheng's intention of national mourning has been infected by the vast murderous intent, and using it rashly will only make his sword intent impure, and even backfire on himself.

He didn't expect his Desolate Sword to have such a flaw, but the only one who can take advantage of this flaw is the girl opposite.

I really can't figure out how that girl doll can kill so many people without going crazy.

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(Han Qianluo: How did you kill it? Just walk and sweep all the way!)

(End of this chapter)