The world's best martial arts: the old principal of Mowu

Chapter 124 Longevity Swordsman Breaks Longevity

At the same time that Commander Lin Song was killed, Luo Yichuan quickly swallowed a herb. The next moment, all his orifices began to bleed, and he roared repeatedly. With the help of the medicine, he took the final step.

Another grandmaster was born in Mowu.

However, there was no congratulations.

Today, the victory of Mowu is the best congratulation!
Today, destroying Tianmen City is the best grand master ritual!
Luo Yichuan took a step forward, roared violently, and his spiritual power began to manifest.

At this moment, Luo Yichuan did not wait for a breakthrough, but shouted: "Kill the enemy!"

At this moment, he is not a seventh-grade warrior.

It is in the final stage of manifestation. This stage is also the most powerful and peak stage for a sixth-grade warrior.

Once a complete breakthrough is made, it will be difficult to carry out mass killings.

But at the moment of breakthrough, killing these people and reducing the pressure on the magic weapon was also the strategy set before.

A spear stabbed out, and the tip of the spear burst out instantly with strong power of heaven and earth.

Without the blessing of combined attack tactics, the last quasi-commander in front was exploded almost instantly!

At this time, Mowu began to counterattack.

"Kill me!"

"Destroy the city!"

"Dean Luo breaks through the Grand Master and kills the seventh grade, the magic weapon is invincible, attack the city!"

"..."

Breaking through in front of the formation and killing powerful enemies, nothing can boost morale more than this!
"..."

The shouts shook the sky, and three thousand warriors were now killing madly towards Tianmen City!
Before the battle of Gaopin ends, destroy Tianmen City!

On the other hand, in Tianmen City, all the high-ranking officials were entangled. Without Gao-pin's suppression, the civilian warriors who were forcibly recruited began to flee.

Luo Yichuan took the lead in the charge. He was originally a strong man in the realm of unity of essence and blood, but now he had reached a peak stage. At this time, he was no different from a seventh-level warrior.

A warrior comparable to the seventh grade plus several essence and blood unity realms. In the blink of an eye, these people rushed into the enemy camp and massacred them.

"king!"

"help me!"

"Retreat, retreat..."

The Tianmen City army was completely defeated.

After fighting among the Tianmen City army for a while, Luo Yichuan had completely transformed and rushed directly to the seventh-level battlefield without stopping.

It was a bit difficult for the four great masters to deal with the eight commanders there. On average, one person could deal with two people. Especially Lu Fengrou and Tang Feng. Although their fighting power was not weak, they had just broken through not long ago, so they could no longer hold on at this moment.

A long spear appeared in the Sanjiao Gate. This was the magic weapon that Yu Feng had given him before. After merging with his original weapon, he completely smelted it into his own weapon. When he took it out at this moment, his combat power increased again.

Luo Yichuan held the magic weapon's spear, shot out of the air, swept across with one shot, and blocked a long knife that was slashing at Lu Fengrou.

Five versus eight, everyone on the Mowu side has magic weapons. The seventh-grade situation has been temporarily stabilized, but it is still a bit critical. Lu Fengrou's aura has begun to decline.

In the sky, all high-level players are fighting at this moment.

The most dazzling thing is not the battle of the ninth grade, but the six eighth-grade golden bodies, like six suns.

The six golden warriors were divided into two battle zones. Tian Mu and Venerable Bai Feng fought together. Tian Mu had a slight upper hand, but he could not play a decisive role and was unable to kill Venerable Bai Feng for a while.

On another battlefield, a ball of golden light was surrounded by three other suns in the center. Wang Qinghai was one against three and was not defeated. He was already at his limit and could not spare support for the seventh grade.

"Sure enough, I still have to rely on me to turn the tide of the battle!"

Li Changsheng took a deep breath, put his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes were extremely firm!

The Tianmen City army retreated, and most people went to chase them. Not many people saw Li Changsheng's movements, except for one person.

When he saw Old Man Li placing his right hand on the hilt of his sword, Fang Ping took a deep breath and prepared to speak to stop him.

Li Changsheng was the first to speak: "Brother Fang, let me tell you something that you must not forget."

Fang Ping remained silent.

Li Changsheng didn't care and continued:
"Warrior, don't be afraid!"

"If you have fear in your heart, your path to martial arts will stagnate. Boy Fang, don't be afraid of anything. Remember that you are a member of Mowu, and there is Mowu behind you!"

Warriors, don’t be afraid!

This sentence was not only a warning to Fang Ping, but also to himself.

In his heart, the Immortal Swordsman died ten years ago.

Ten years ago, the Immortal Swordsman was the best among his contemporaries. Although he was only at the peak of the fifth rank, but this was also for the purpose of forging a semi-golden body. His own combat power surpassed most of the sixth rank.

Although Wu Kuishan was already at the seventh level at the time, many people, including the old principal, believed that Li Changsheng would be the next grandmaster, and would reach the eighth level faster than Wu Kuishan, with higher combat power.

It was a pity that ten years ago, when facing the Lord of Tianmen City, he was frightened by the ninth-level coercion of the Lord of Tianmen City. At that time, he did not even have the courage to draw his sword.

After that day, the Immortal Swordsman was disabled, not only because his mental power could not be improved, but more importantly, his heart was disabled.

Back then, he was afraid. Not only did he not draw out the sword, but he also locked up his own pride.

"Young man Fang, watch carefully.
this sword,
It will be strong! "

Fang Ping swallowed his words when they reached his lips. He knew that no more persuasion would be of any use. Old Man Li had already made up his mind.

Above the sky, Tian Mu had already felt it when Li Changsheng held the sword. Although he couldn't bear it,

However, he also knows.

Li Changsheng would draw this sword no matter what.

There is no longer any delay at this moment, the seventh-grade battlefield has reached a critical moment!

If only I could be stronger!

"Kill kill kill!"

With unspeakable anger, Tian Mu punched madly to suppress Venerable Bai Feng.

The murderous aura soaring into the sky shook the void, and there were indescribable shadows of fists in the sky.

At the same time, below, Li Changsheng suddenly laughed wildly!
Draw your sword to the sky, the sword energy spreads across the world!
He drew out the sword that he had not drawn ten years ago, and the shackles in his heart were completely broken!

"Buzz!"

The sound of swords resounded throughout the heaven and earth,
And at this moment, Li Changsheng's head was glowing with golden light, and his aura was soaring to the sky. A sword energy soaring to the sky suddenly spurted out from the long sword!

Fang Ping's mental power was suddenly released, and countless mental powers poured into the sword.

Feeling the familiar spiritual power, Li Changsheng burst into laughter.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the sword is louder!

A dazzling sword light soared into the sky!

In the blink of an eye, Li Changsheng burst out of the air and struck at Venerable Bai Feng who was confronting Tian Mu with a sword!
The next moment, a sword light that was more dazzling than before came out!

"when!"

The sword light collided with the golden body of Lord Bai Feng, and a loud bell-like vibration spread throughout the void.

"impossible!"

A roar full of despair came from Venerable Bai Feng's mouth.

Do not!
I won’t die, I still want to destroy the demons, I still want to become the city lord, step into the realm of kings, and I even want to become a true king!

Where are you now?

I won't die, I won't be killed by a sixth-grade warrior!

"No!"

Venerable Bai Feng was completely torn apart by the sword light, leaving only an unwilling roar!

"I'm going to the eighth level with my sword! Do you accept it or not? Hahaha..."

A wild laughter spread throughout the world!

At this moment, the Immortal Swordsman came to life again!

It takes ten years to sharpen a sword, and the sword will cut off eternal life!
(End of this chapter)