Sword of the Pirate King

Chapter 197

There was the sound of cracking glass shattering, and the space in front of him seemed to be completely torn apart, and a figure with colorful lights came out.

At the same time, the faces of the three elders turned pale, and they stepped back in unison.

"Huh, but that's it!"

Lu Zhuo sneered, it seemed that he was not damaged at all, but in fact, his sword had consumed half of his own essence, and at most he would use another sword.

The consumption of the original power is more serious than any mental consumption, and the recovery is relatively slow.

"Elder, this kid is so weird, shall we let the five elders..."

"No, Master Wu Laoxing has already reached the most critical period, how can he leave there rashly!"

"But...we can't stop it!"

"If you can't stop it, you have to stop it!"

The Taoist yelled at the black-faced old man coldly, and Lu Zhuo heard all their words.

Lu Zhuo calmly shook the Zhankong in his hand, and a few streaks of sky-reaching sword energy pierced the sky and earth, and came suddenly with the sound of thunder.

drink!
Seeing this, the three of them yelled angrily, and stepped forward together. Although the Sancai sword array was broken, the three swordsmanship still cooperated with each other, blocking Lu Zhuo's attack.

Seeing this, Lu Zhuo smiled coldly, even if he used up his original power temporarily today, I will let you all know that I am not easy to mess with!
The next moment, seeing Lu Zhuo's figure flashed, he came to the black-faced old man, raised his hand and swept away with a sword.

As the sword light shone, the seven-colored light made the black-faced old man feel astonished.

With a shake of his hand, the sword in his hand went up to Zhankong, and at the same time, the body of the black-faced old man quickly retreated.

Ding Dong!

With a soft sound, a gap was cut open in the semi-sacred sword, and a trace of blood appeared on the body of the black-faced old man, and then blood gushed out.

His face turned pale, and he hurriedly backed away. At their level, ordinary injuries can be recovered relatively easily, but Lu Zhuo's sword brought the original power, so it was not easy to bear.

Although he controlled his body to stop the bleeding on its own, an original force in his body jumped up and down, making the black-faced old man feel that his internal organs were turned upside down.

"Old black!"

Seeing this, the Taoist priest and the third elder turned pale with fright, and instead of rescuing the black-faced old man, they each swung their swords at Lu Zhuo's head, encircling Wei and saving Zhao, forcing him to defend first.

boom!
Lu Zhuo remained calm, walked among the sword qi, and wiped out the sword qi one after another with a wave of his hand. At the same time, seeing that the black-faced old man had retreated into the holy place, he pressed his sword on the third elder again.

The third elder was immediately horrified, the scene of Lu Zhuo seriously injuring the black-faced old man with a sword just now was still vivid in his memory.

The next moment, a black and white sword energy flashed over, but it was the Taoist priest who saw that the situation was not good and came to help him.

The two joined forces to catch the sword, making a loud noise.

Boom!

I saw Lu Zhuo standing majestically in the field, while the Taoist priest and the third elder on the opposite side looked like gold paper, and stepped back in disorder.

"Leave me the sword!"

Lu Zhuo shouted loudly, took a step forward, and came to the third elder, raised his hand to grab the sword in his hand.

Swish!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the third elder immediately swung his sword, but Lu Zhuo didn't dare to catch it with his bare hands, he blocked it with his horizontal sword, and then swept it lightly.

This time the Taoist didn't have time to rescue, the third elder's arm holding the sword burst suddenly, and the blood exploded into a blood mist.

And the last sword that cut the sky and fused with the light of the millennium fell to the ground.

The joy on Lu Zhuo's face flashed away, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

boom!
I saw that the sword swung by itself, burst out a sky-reaching sword energy, and after a flash, it turned into a slender sword thread, crystal clear.

At such a close distance, Lu Zhuo secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong, but he didn't panic in his hand, he swung the horizontal sword, and used the last trace of his original strength.

Ding Dong!

The power of this sword is completely different from the three elders holding it. It seems that one of the five elders is remotely controlling the attack of this sword.

With a flick, Lu Zhuo quickly flew high into the sky. At this time, his original power was exhausted, and the sword was obviously still a sacred weapon, and it was impossible to take it casually, so Lu Zhuo could only give it up temporarily.

At this moment, the moment he flew high into the sky, he raised his hand and slashed at the Holy Land again.

I saw a crimson sword light coming through the air, and the light of the millennium lightly swept across, sending out a golden sword light.

In the Holy Land, the Heavenly Dragons who were secretly hiding watched the battle outside carefully.

"Who is this abominable guy who dares to offend the noble Tianlong people? I want him to enjoy my eighteen punishments in hell!"

"After the elders catch this lowly untouchable, I will make his life worse than death!"

"That's right, I just studied a new punishment on several slaves yesterday..."

This group of Celestial Dragons is fatuous and incompetent, and they can't even tell the situation clearly. I really don't know why Wu Laoxing would condone such people, even if the Celestial Dragons are their descendants.

boom!
A loud bang.

The two sword glows collided with each other, but they didn't cancel each other out. Lu Zhuo's crimson sword glow was cut in half and turned into two sky-reaching crimson flames, directly enveloping the Holy Land.

The Tianlong people who were clamoring just now, almost no one reacted, turned into ashes directly, and even at the last moment of death, they were still dreaming sweet dreams.

"Kid dare you!"

A shout of anger came from the Holy Land, and a burst of power leaked out, instantly extinguishing all the flames.

But the power of the world reacted naturally and severely suppressed this power.

At the same time, the second child of Wu Laoxing in the center of the Holy Land turned pale, and said through gritted teeth: "Damn the sword god, damn the world's will, the strongest sword will indeed be him."

This time, the cowardly Tianlong people in the Holy Land died in sevens and eighties.

Don't look at it as just a curl of flames, but the temperature of Lu Zhuo's flames is also as high as nearly [-] degrees. The cowardly bodies of those Tianlong people who are promiscuous every day are like dry straw, and they turn into fly ash at a touch.

Only some Tianlong people who hid deeper, and those who were not obsessed with power and still worked hard, barely escaped.

Knowing that this sword would definitely wipe out the Tianlongren, Lu Zhuo didn't stop, and turned his head away.

The power of the source is exhausted, and if Wu Laoxing has any cards, he doesn't want to bear it by himself.

His figure disappeared in a flash, and after a long time, a faint dragon shadow appeared in the sky again, looking in the direction of his departure.

"Looks like it's time to talk to him." Long's expression was a bit complicated. He never expected that Lu Zhuo's strength was so terrifying. Even he might not be able to withstand Lu Zhuo's two swords with his original power.

Although in this way, one's own rights cannot be guaranteed, but to overthrow the rule of the foreign race and kill the five old stars, there is a little more chance of winning.

Moreover, looking at Lu Zhuo's appearance, it seems that he is not interested in rights, but anyway, we still have to talk about it.

After all, if the five old stars are defeated, the world will always have a government and a king.

Thinking this way in my heart, the dragon's head gradually disappeared into the clouds, and the figure of Monkey D dragon disappeared.

In the holy land in the distance, only the three elders and the CP0s smiled wryly at the miserable situation. Although the five old stars made a move in the end, they did not show up, and were even suppressed by the power of the world. The loss this time can be said to be too great. Big too big.

Although several generals of the navy are also around, they can't intervene in this level of battle at all. It's good to be able to watch from a distance.

Marshal Warring States and Karp did not come to the wedding, but even if they did, the strength of their elite Four Emperors would not be able to intervene.

I am afraid that only the top four emperors can reluctantly intervene in this level of battle, and only the semi-holy level can be regarded as the main force.

(End of this chapter)