low-key is king

Chapter 964 Destruction of Green Firefly Island

"This is impossible!"

Sensing the saber arm of his right hand, Hai Qinglang finally saw what was going on when he could no longer make an inch of progress, but he absolutely could not accept this fact.

I saw that the sharp knife arm was held by the other party with a hand.

Although the opponent's right hand seems to be wearing a glove with amazing defensive power, but this power is too incredible, right?

It must be known that Hai Qinglang has completed the cultivation base of the seventh realm, and now he is still fighting with his body, and his physical strength is more than twice as strong as that of a human body.

Aside from the fact that the glove might be the top-level magic robe of the seventh rank, this physical strength alone is already unacceptable to Hai Qinglang.

Can a Sea Clan with a small success in the seven realms have such great physical strength?

The other geniuses of the sea and human races are also secretly watching what's going on here.

When they saw that the leader of the killing alliance held Hai Qinglang's saber arm directly, they all gasped.

"It seems that during this period of time, that guy's strength has improved a lot again!"

The two presidents, Qiankun and Qiankun, who had an impression of Lu Xun in their hearts, subconsciously looked at each other, and they both saw a touch of shock and emotion in each other's eyes.

Sure enough, dazzling people are dazzling wherever they go. They have a faint feeling that this time the Sea of ​​Samsara Trial with Lu Xun's arrival will definitely be the most exciting one.

Relatively speaking, those sea people on Green Ying Island couldn't accept it.

Why is there such a difference between the two ranks, and the competition between the two in terms of physical strength?

Under the gaze of everyone on both sides, Lu Xun's other left hand, also wearing a glove, silently caressed Hai Qinglang's saber arm at the same time.

"What does he want to do?"

This time, both parties were guessing about Lu Xun's actions. There was a possibility in their minds, but they felt that this was another extremely unbelievable color.

"Could it be that he wants to break Haiqinglang's saber arm?"

This is the implicit guess in the hearts of everyone on both sides.

But no matter if they were human race or sea race, they all knew Hai Qinglang's pair of saber arms, but they were comparable to seventh-rank mage soldiers, how could they be broken by two hands?

"Hmph, whimsical!"

Hai Qinglang was stunned for a moment, and then there was a gleam of disdain in his eyes.

A sword arm comparable to a seventh-rank mage soldier, how can it be broken by a sea clan with a human body that can be broken with just two hands?
"Break me!"

Just when Hai Qinglang was full of confidence, under the mask of the black-clothed sea tribe opposite him, there was a loud shout, which made the sneer in his eyes even more intense.

Swish!
At the same time, the gloves on Lu Xun's hands shone brightly, as if some special power had struck from inside, causing Hai Qinglang to suddenly feel a little palpitation.

All the self-confidence just now seemed to have been blown away when the glove shone brightly. At this moment, Hai Qinglang actually believed that the other party could break his own knife arm.

It was too late to say it, but when Hai Qinglang felt restless and wanted to do his best to retreat, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his saber arm.

Click!

A tooth-piercing sound of breaking came into everyone's ears, and the next moment they all saw clearly that the seemingly extremely hard Haiqinglang saber arm broke directly from the middle.

You must know that it is as tough as a seventh-rank magic weapon, and it is Hai Qinglang's best attack weapon. I didn't expect that it would be broken by a sea clan with a small achievement in the seventh realm.

How much strength is required to do this?

"There should be a reason for that pair of gloves!"

Yang Qian, the president of the Qiankun Society, had his eyes flickering slightly. Although he knew that Lu Xun's physical strength was extremely good, it would be a bit of a fantasy to say that he could break a seventh-rank magic weapon.

In this way, the problem should lie in the pair of gloves. It is probably not a defensive weapon, but contains some unknown special effects.

Yang Gan and the others all know that Lu Xun has many skills as a writer, among which the talent of a soldier was highly praised by the head of the Academy of Soldiers.

Some gossip also said that Lu Xun had done a great favor to Yu Chongxiao, the head of the military division academy. Although outsiders don't know what kind of help it was, but being able to help the first military division of the Daxuan Dynasty already explained some problems.

In fact, Yang Gan and the others guessed correctly. Lu Xun did rely on those gloves to achieve such an effect, but some things are not humane, so let everyone guess at this time.

But no matter what, Lu Xun's move was enough to shock the world, and also caused Hai Qinglang to be seriously injured on the spot.

The knife arm is not comparable to other weapons, it is one with him, a part of his body.

However, what shocked Hai Qinglang even more was still to come. When Lu Xun broke off his saber arm, a red light flashed on the palm of his right hand, which made his heart tremble.

Immediately afterwards, Hai Qinglang felt a strong suction force into his severed arm, and his blood seemed to be pulled out uncontrollably.

"what?"

Hai Qinglang's surprise was really serious, he could feel a powerful devouring force entering his body from the broken arm, and what this force devoured was his whole body's blood.

It is obvious that at this moment, Lu Xun hid the weapon of his own destiny in the palm of his hand.

The blood-phagocytic effect burst out instantly, how could Hai Qinglang, who was seriously injured, resist that powerful suction?

"Ma'am, save me!"

With the passage of time, Hai Qinglang felt that his blood was disappearing rapidly, he couldn't help being terrified, and couldn't help calling for help.

It's a pity that Mrs. Luying couldn't protect herself at this time. Under the siege of the three great human races and the seven-level geniuses, if she didn't spit out venom from time to time, she would have been beaten to death with broken bones and bones.

But the venom in the green firefly's body is limited. In the end, she couldn't vomit anymore, so she could barely dodge by relying on her speed. As for the power to fight back, she didn't have it once.

At such a time, Hai Qinglang's cry for help could only make Mrs. Luying's situation worse. She knew that she might not be spared today.

All this happened so inexplicably. First, the human race of the Daxuan Dynasty came in with a surprise attack, followed by the human oriole of the Shangding Dynasty, and finally let the Killing League take advantage of it.

But Mrs. Luying couldn't figure it out. Even if the Sea Clan of the Killing League is powerful and has a strange combat power that doesn't match his cultivation, where does he have the confidence?

After killing the two great Sea Clans of the Perfection of the Seventh Realm on Green Ying Island, the Killing League will have to face the geniuses of the three great Human Races of the Perfection of the Seventh Realm.

At that time, this guy will be able to create miracles with one against three?

Mrs. Luying and Hai Qinglang couldn't figure it out after thinking about it. Why did the leader of the Killing League persist in such a situation that they knew they would fall into a disadvantage?
It's a pity that the two from Luying Island, who are absolutely at a disadvantage on both sides, can only bring these doubts to the ground.

Among them, after barely avoiding Yin Gu's blow, Mrs. Luying was finally hit by Yang Gan's powerful spell.

puff!
Mrs. Luying, who was hit in the vital point, spewed out a mouthful of green blood from her mouth. It contained extremely powerful poison at first glance. This was the last blow of Mrs. Luying before she died.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian and Ye Kun looked at each other, and then they both tacitly agreed that they froze for a moment while dodging the venom, causing some of the venom to splash on their bodies.

"Damn!"

Yang Gan cursed angrily, and a puff of green smoke rose from his robe, which seemed to be corroded by poison.

Seeing this in the eyes of Mrs. Luying before she died, she couldn't help but feel a little expectation in her heart.

But at the next moment, Mrs. Luying was a little entangled, because if the two human races were eroded by her own poison, wouldn't it be impossible to deal with the killing alliance over there?
This is an extremely contradictory mentality. Although Madam Luying hates these human races, she naturally does not have a good impression of the Killing League. She wants to see both sides suffer.

If only one of the other party is poisoned, that is the result that Mrs. Luying wants to see.

At that time, with the strength of the leader of the killing alliance, maybe it may not be able to compete with the two human races who have reached the seventh level.

But now, the two geniuses of the human race have been poisoned, and the remaining one may not be the opponent of the Killing League. Isn't this a wedding dress for the Killing League?

It's a pity that Mrs. Luying, who was critically injured, saw the poisoning of the Qiankun, which was the last image in her eyes.

The next moment, her huge body had already fallen downwards.

"lady!"

The sea people in the entire Green Ying Island feel a sense of sadness in their hearts. The name of this island is Green Ying Island, and it is conceivable that it is inextricably linked with Mrs. Green Ying.

But now, Mrs. Luying is dead, so can this place still be called Luying Island?
"Master Qinglang is probably finished too!"

When the sea clansmen of Luying Island turned their gazes to the other side, they suddenly sensed the sluggish breath of Hai Qinglang, and could hardly even raise the other saber arm.

Pojun's blood-eating effect is extremely effective. Once Lu Xun seizes the opportunity, there will be almost no surprises, not to mention that this is just a Sea Clan who has reached the seventh level.

To Lu Xun's surprise, when Po Jun fed those bloodline affairs back to himself, it helped him more than some human blood.

This undoubtedly allowed Lu to find a brand new path of cultivation. If he could have a steady stream of Sea Clan blood to strengthen himself, then his Eternal Reincarnation Art would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Perhaps this is one of the meanings of the word reincarnation in the Baishi reincarnation formula.

The Sea Clan in the Sea of ​​Reincarnation was eroded by a certain breath, and had some kind of dark connection with Lu Xun, who had practiced the Art of Reincarnation for hundreds of generations.

What no one noticed was that after Lu Xun devoured the blood of the sea green beetle, a blood-devouring light suddenly flashed in his eyes under the mask.

(End of this chapter)