Infinite Luck Master

No one answered.

The injured man's forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.

But he didn't make a sound, dragging his injured leg... and leaning against the pillar.

And beside him.

Dozens more men in black appeared, and the study was surrounded by water from three floors inside and three floors outside. Everyone had murderous intent that was difficult to conceal on their faces.

Master Yan ignored these people and carefully transcribed this paragraph.

Gently shake off the excess ink from the wolf hair, and then put the wolf hair down...

He reached out and picked up the sheathed sword next to him.

It is not a sword for killing enemies, but a sword for scribes. It seems that the value of decoration is far greater than that of killing enemies.

But everyone shrank their eyes, unable to hide their shocked expressions... Obviously, he was holding a sword, but no one had noticed that there was a sword beside him before.

Although he was not moving and just sitting there, Master Yan seemed to have a unique magnetism that focused all their eyes and attention on him, unable to move away at all, and completely ignoring others. Yes.

"You have worked so hard, but the ultimate goal is me, right?"

Master Yan stood up and slowly pulled out the sword.

He took the wine bottle next to him and took a long drink.

He let out a long breath of alcohol and sighed: "It's really not easy. You think that without anyone around me, as a Confucian cultivator, I can't exert my strength as a Taoist Supreme, so you can kill me, Right? It seems that you attach great importance to me. Is it because Confucian cultivators are the enemies of strange demons?"

Looking at the wary eyes on the other side.

Still no intention of retreating...

Is he a dead soldier?

Master Yan sneered and said: "I haven't used my sword to kill anyone for twenty years, and today I break the precept... Just wait, don't let me down."

As he spoke, he held a sword in one hand and a gourd in the other, walking forward with a somewhat drunken pace.

It felt like the enemies in front of him were nothing.

"Bluff, kill him!"

One of the reincarnations drank...

The figure was like lightning and disappeared in an instant.

He had already attacked Master Yan with his sword, and the sword in his hand made a rain of swords fill the sky, like autumn leaves and flowers, and was graceful and unparalleled.

Although it is a sword that kills, it carries a poignant and beautiful meaning of determination.

"What a sword! It seems that you are not an ordinary assassin... With just one sword, no one in Jixia Sword Palace can surpass you."

Master Yan sighed in admiration.

The wine bottle in his hand was thrown towards the opponent.

There was a crisp sound.

The wine bottle had been directly pierced by the opponent's sword, and then exploded under the sword energy, and the wine splashed...

Master Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the scribe's long sword in his hand suddenly came out, and the sword was stabbing into the sky full of wine.

The sword energy vibrated, and the wine also vibrated, and then turned into countless wine swords, shooting straight at the opponent and the many reincarnations behind him.

Faced with dozens of incoming enemies...

Not only did Master Yan not want to delay, but he took the initiative to attack.

Everyone hurriedly dodged to avoid...

But on the wine sword, a white light suddenly emitted.

Haoran's righteousness erupted between heaven and earth.

The scorching light made everyone look uncomfortable at the same time, and they retreated faster.

Master Yan laughed loudly and said: "Don't delay, come and fight a life or death battle with a certain person!"

His figure has turned into a ray of light and shadow, and his body is filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, heading straight towards the opponent.

Just like he said...

Confucianism cultivators are basically auxiliary. If they are to kill powerful enemies, they may not be able to do it. This is why they dare to assassinate Yan Fuzi.

But who would have expected that there was really no one else around Master Yan.

But he himself is an extremely powerful swordsman...

Maybe he is not the Supreme One, but with the help of Haoran Zhengqi, the strength he can unleash is far beyond what ordinary innate masters can match.

Facing the attack of dozens of reincarnations.

Yan Fuzi took the initiative to attack, sweeping across with a sword, and the sword energy spread in all directions... Although there was only one person, with the help of Haoran Zhengqi, the sword energy and Haoran Zhengqi were completely integrated.

For a time, no one dared to attack him.

He alone was able to beat these many reincarnators into panic and flee, without the slightest ability to fight back.

Su Jing was unable to defeat dozens of reincarnators... However, the number of reincarnators faced by Master Yan was only much larger, but he actually had the upper hand.

"He is just a Confucian scholar with little combat experience. Let's join forces to kill him!"

The reincarnator, whose legs were injured before, only took a few glances to see Master Yan's weakness...

No matter how pure your skills are, without combat experience, it is such a waste.

Even though the innate master's true energy was endless, he couldn't afford his squandering.

The most important thing that reincarnations lack is combat experience. After a mission fails, they can still retain 50,000 points of luck and return. These people are obviously the best among reincarnations.

There were many enemies that were stronger than Yan Fuzi.

What's more, the number of teammates this time is unprecedented.

And more powerful and reliable than ever before.

"Hahahaha... A bunch of gangsters, don't you dare to come forward? A certain person has a great and upright mind, what are you going to do to kill a certain person?"

Master Yan seemed to have never vented like this in a long time.

The look on his face was extremely arrogant. One sword was stronger than the other. It was just as the reincarnation said. He was suspected of being too squandering.

But this is the only time in a hundred years that you are so arrogant, and you have been cultivating your true energy for decades, isn't it just to be able to show off your sword and be heard all over the world today?

Although the weapon in Master Yan's hand is a scholar's long sword, under the blessing of his true energy and righteousness, it seems to be better than all the magic weapons. The sword energy is wielded in thousands. Even though there are many reincarnations, no one can resist the power of his sword...

They can only flee in embarrassment.

However, in a moment, several people have been injured by Master Yan's sword.

Unfortunately... Master Yan is only happy about his military exploits, but he has not noticed that although many reincarnations are injured, none of them are fatally injured...

They are all waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity.

Waiting for him to run out of strength...

"Hahahaha, you villains, today I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and cleanse you evil spirits with righteousness!"

Master Yan laughed wildly, and the righteousness around him suddenly became stronger.

He slashed one of the reincarnations with a sword and severely injured him... If his teammates had not stopped him, this sword might have taken his life.

He was about to pursue and expand the victory.

But he couldn't help but pause, and his face showed a slight panting.

"Opportunity!"

All the reincarnationists' eyes lit up, and they had seen the opportunity that they had been forbearing for a long time.

They roared at the same time.

The long-term forbearance turned into a decisive final blow.

Countless streams of light attacked Master Yan... a completely different power from before.

The strength improvement is more than just doubling. Obviously, these reincarnationists have been hiding their strength.

What they are waiting for is the opportunity to kill with this blow.

And now, Master Yan is just a little tired...

They have no longer held back.

Even... all their skills are used, and in the blink of an eye, they have forced Master Yan to get close.

Countless sharp sword qi, mixed with strong true qi, among them there are innate masters who have comprehended the true meaning of Tao.

Any attack of one person is not bad.

Facing the joint attack of dozens of people...

In the blink of an eye.

The victory or defeat of life and death changes immediately.

The previous moment, he had the upper hand, but the next moment, he was already in a dead end!