Cultivation: Overturning the Rain and Turning the Clouds

Wan Dong frowned, rubbed his nose, and said with a little displeasure, "Senior, although you are a senior, you can't just curse at others."

"Call? Do you know that if I'm not happy, I'll bleed like a river in no time!" As he spoke, a blizzard-like murderous aura erupted from the man's body, making Wan Dong's heart beat wildly.Since his debut, he has seen many strong men of all colors, but it is unique that such a terrifying murderous aura may erupt.

This kind of murderous aura definitely does not come from cultivation, but is absolutely real, accumulated bit by bit from killing.What this person said about blood flowing into rivers is definitely not bragging!

"But you are very interesting, I won't kill you for the time being. You continue to say, what else did you hear from my flute?"

The man frowned slightly, and the murderous aura emanating from his body disappeared in an instant.

Wan Dong's body lightened suddenly, and he thought to himself, this person is really scary, the power he sensed from the truth of the cloud is almost useless in front of him.

After a pause, Wan Dong continued, "However, in addition to joy, senior's flute sound also seems to hide sadness like a thick fog, and even contradictions. Since you are longing for your sweetheart to come to meet you, But for some reason, I don't want her to come. There are all kinds of entanglements in it, like a pile of mess..."

"That's enough, don't say any more!" Before Wan Dong finished speaking, the man suddenly waved his hand and shouted sharply.

Wan Dong also knew that he must have poked his sore spot, so he shut his mouth wisely.

After a moment of silence, the man's anger seemed to subside, and he turned his head to look at Wan Dong again, saying, "You are smarter and sharper than I imagined, I even wonder if you know how to read minds!"

"Senior, thank you! Mind-reading skills are illusory, and this junior naturally has no chance to learn them. But then again, the sound of the flute of the senior is the voice of the heart. When I read the sound of the flute, I can read the heart of the senior."

"Well said! The sound of the flute is the voice of the heart! By the way, how is your injury?" The man changed the subject and asked.

Wan Dong hastily bowed to him and said, "Thank you, junior, for your kindness in healing and saving my life!"

The man waved his hand and said with a smile, "You don't need to thank me! I caused your injury, so it's only natural for me to treat it."

"What!?" Wan Dong's heart trembled immediately, and he looked up at him with surprise on his face, "You...you are the assassin who wanted to kill Mu Tong at Lin's house?"

The man didn't shy away from it, Dang even nodded and said, "That's right! I prepared for an hour before I made a move, but I didn't expect that you would destroy it in the end."

"You...why did you assassinate Mu Tong?" Wan Dong couldn't help asking in surprise.

"Follow orders!"

"Following orders?" Wan Dong was taken aback again, and couldn't figure out who had such great ability to give him orders.

That person also seemed to be filled with infinite melancholy about this, his complexion dimmed for a while, and his brows were full of helplessness.

"Then... what about Mu Tong?" Wan Dong suddenly remembered, and asked nervously and anxiously in his voice.

"Hehe...what do you think?" the man said with a smile.

"You killed her?!" Wan Dong's whole body seemed to be wrapped in ice, and the chill penetrated his entire body.

When Mu Lian talked about Mu Tong to him back then, his words were full of affection, which shows how important Mu Tong is to Mu Lian.Wan Dong had even seen Mu Lian weeping for Mu Tong, and his heart ached.

"She is my task, of course she must die!"

The man seemed completely ignorant of Wan Dong's mood at this time, and he acted lightly, as if Mu Tong was just a cat, dog and weed, and her life and death were meaningless.

Wan Dong couldn't help feeling angry, all the good feelings he had for this person disappeared in an instant.No matter how elegant and unrestrained this person is, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he is still nothing but a murderer without batting an eyelid.Such a person, why do people have a good impression?

"You shouldn't have killed her!" Wan Dong's eyes were slightly reddened, and traces of murderous aura came out of him.

"Perhaps, but I've already killed her."

"Then, it's time for your death!" Wan Dong's expression sharpened sharply, his wrist flicked, and the Samsara Sword flew out of the storage ring with a soaring cold light and fell into Wan Dong's hand.

"This sword is... You really are that person!" Seeing the Samsara Sword, the man's expression visibly lifted, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

It's just that Wan Dong didn't pay attention to these things at all at this moment. With a loud shout, the Samsara Sword suddenly swung up, and the blood slaughtered for thousands of miles, and the smoke disappeared, and the two merged into one and erupted from the edge of the sword.The two extremely powerful sword stances almost merged together, turning into a terrifying sword light like a waterfall, galloping towards that person vigorously and vigorously.

The sea of ​​clouds not far away seemed to be affected by Wan Dong's sword energy, and waves of clouds soaring into the sky were rolled up out of thin air. From a distance, it looked like giant dragons flying and dancing in the sea of ​​clouds.

Wan Dong knew in his heart that this person was definitely the peerless powerhouse he had ever met in his life, and he didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit. He used [-]% of his strength for this sword.

"Your attack power is not what a peak earth chakra can display. Among your peers, you can indeed be proud. But against me, Lu Youlong, you are still far behind!" Lu Youlong laughed loudly, and his figure seemed to be born. Standing there like a root, motionless, with his left hand behind his back, he only raised his right hand.The right arm trembled slightly, and a mottled palm strength of more than ten feet thick immediately gushed out through the palm, causing a series of sounds like howling ghosts and wolves in the world, which made people feel creepy.

Wan Dong's feeling is not wrong at all, Lu Youlong is already a strong man who has cultivated to the peak of the Divine Dao Realm, Wan Dong's sword light is completely vulnerable in front of him.There was a loud bang, the sword energy released by Wan Dong exploded in the air, and even the corner of Lu Youlong's clothes couldn't be lifted.

Although Wan Dong had expected it, he was still taken aback. At this moment, Lu Youlong snapped five fingers on his right hand, and another burst of majestic energy shot towards Wan Dong through the air.Wan Dong was startled, and hastily raised his Samsara sword to block it.

For a moment, his chest felt as if someone had hit him hard with a heavy hammer, and his feet uncontrollably retreated back and forth again and again. There was a burst of blood in his chest, and even breathing became an extravagant hope. In an instant, his face was flushed with suffocation, and he felt it once, and no one wanted to do it a second time.

"puff!"

After retreating more than ten steps in succession, a mouthful of reverse blood was spurted out, but Wan Dong didn't care, panting heavily, as if he had died once.

"Now you understand, in front of me, you don't even have the slightest chance."

"Not sure!" Wan Dong gritted his teeth and stood up, gripping the Samsara Sword even tighter.

Lu Youlong chuckled, "Your unyielding will is indeed admirable, but sometimes, will can't change anything."

"You talk too much! Look at the sword!" Before Lu Youlong's voice fell to the ground, Wan Dong's feet swayed, and his whole body immediately melted into the wind.

The blood massacres for thousands of miles, the smoke disappears, and the reincarnation sword can't do anything to Lu Youlong. Wan Dong knows that he really has no chance to fight Lu Youlong head-on. Right now, the only thing he can rely on is the true wind step up.

"Huh?" Lu Youlong was obviously a little surprised by this real wind step, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Even against a cultivator at the peak of the Heaven Realm, Wan Dong has the confidence to fight against him with his True Wind Step, but at this time he is facing a strong man at the peak of the Divine Dao Realm, and he has no confidence in his heart.

He could only desperately hold his breath, hide his figure and aura in the wind, and approach Lu Youlong quietly.And this process is a torment for anyone.Wan Dong and Lu Youlong are actually separated by a distance of more than ten feet, but in Wan Dong's view, it seems like the end of the world.Every step forward is so difficult.

But when Wan Dong came to only three feet away from Lu Youlong, Wan Dong found that it was impossible for him to take a step forward.With Lu Youlong as the core, the area with a radius of three zhang seems to be covered by a huge invisible hood. Wan Dong can't break through even if he uses the True Wind Step to the extreme.Because of this cover, there is no loophole to be found at all.

"Although your agility is powerful, it is meaningless before the absolute gap in cultivation!" Lu Youlong shook his head and said calmly.

"Is this a method that a strong person at the peak of the divine way should use? It's shameless!" Wan Dong said bitterly after being unable to break through several times.

"Hehe... Do you think you can do anything to me if you get close to me? Come and try!"

As soon as Lu Youlong's laughter fell, the mask in front of Wan Dong disappeared without a trace.There was nothing to stop Wan Dong, and Wan Dong arrived in front of Lu Youlong in one breath.Without the slightest hesitation, Wan Dong immediately swung the Samsara Sword.

The sword edge brought out a sharp whistling, and passed through Lu Youlong's body in an instant, but the scene of blood splatter that Wan Dong expected never happened at all.It was just an afterimage!

But how?The moment Wan Dong swung his sword across, he clearly saw Lu Youlong smiling at him, how could the afterimage laugh?

But Wan Dong didn't have time to think about it. The direct consequence of Jianfeng's emptying was that Wan Dong had nowhere to focus, and his body was staggered forward and fell down under the huge inertia.

At this moment, a hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder from behind him, needless to say, it must be Lu Youlong, Wan Dong reversed his sword and stabbed violently behind him without thinking.But the result was the same as before, and Jianfeng went empty again.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

Repeated failures aroused Wan Dong's anger, and the True Wind Step was used to the extreme, and the Samsara Sword in his hand seemed to go crazy, stabbing out continuously.One sword, ten swords, a hundred swords... In the end, even Wan Dong himself didn't remember how many swords he had stabbed Lu Youlong, but every time it was just an afterimage, without exception...

(cqs!)