Over the plain, the sound of swords suddenly stopped, only the sword energy filled the air and did not dissipate.
Lu Xuanlou stood out of thin air. The black shirt he wore was already in tatters, and the whole body was covered with sword marks. The white faceless mask was also broken into half, revealing half of his face, which set off Lu Xuanlou. He was even more ferocious, and He Ming was not much better. He was breathing heavily, and his clothes were soaked with blood.
"If your skills stop here, this battle will be over."
In this battle, both of them suffered a lot of losses, especially Lu Xuanlou. Swords require more wear and tear.
However, He Ming could no longer remain calm.
At first, he was contemptuous and arrogant, and looked down upon Lu Xuanlou.
As the battle continued, he realized the terrifying power of Lu Xuanlou and had to face it seriously. He regarded Lu Xuanlou as a formidable enemy and would not allow him to leave alive. When all his strength was used and there was still nothing he could do, He Mingshi was already a little impatient.
After this back and forth, He Ming's spirit weakened, so that in the end, He Ming even felt a sense of fear in his heart, and he became timid when he drew his sword.
Since He Ming can no longer put more pressure on him, then here in Lu Xuanlou, this question of swordsmanship has no meaning and value.
"Arrogant"
He Ming snorted and drew his sword again. He was once a direct descendant of the Holy Land and had a profound knowledge. Naturally, he had many trump cards and killing moves.
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He Ming waved the ancient white frost sword and stepped on the steel sword. When the sword was slashed out, thousands of sword flowers condensed by frost suddenly appeared in the void, as if the sky was filled with them. Snow and ice fell.
The Ancient White Frost Sword was once the treasure of a sword sect, so it is naturally extraordinary. This is the unique magical power of the Ancient White Frost Sword. With one strike, it can freeze an area of the world. The sword intent contained in it can instantly freeze the opponent's body and soul.
However, Lu Xuanlou has no intention of sharpening his sword and only wants to make a quick victory.
Behind the Sword Luxuan Tower, a sword array suddenly rose up. Hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers stood in line, and the clear and sweet sounds of swords echoed one after another.
"Boom"
As if the whole world was trembling, an extremely violent sword light suddenly rose up into the sky, raging like a storm. Even if there was a big sun in the sky, This sword light still looked extremely dazzling.
On the top of the city wall, countless warriors were shocked and frightened. In their field of vision, there seemed to be a white rainbow hanging down, the sword light was vast, and the sky and the earth were vast.
Lu Xuan Tower has become the ultimate giant. The power of this sword array is far greater than before. Just looking at it from a distance makes people feel despair.
"Cut"
Lu Xuanlou pointed at He Ming in the distance like a sword, and shouted coldly.
The sword light burst out, the clear sword energy like mercury leaking to the ground, moving forward with an extremely fierce killing aura. The place where it came out seemed to be exposed to the sun. The frost-condensed sword flower melted instantly and completely disappeared.
He Ming has no time to care about him, there was no time to think about it, so I could only fight head-on and block the sword with all my strength.
He Ming is indeed a half-step giant. At this moment, Hengjian blocked the sword light, but his body was shocked and staggered backwards, and the energy and blood around him suddenly boiled. .
"Dang"
The sound of the clanging of golden swords sounded, biting the eardrums, but it only lasted for a moment, followed by a crisp clicking sound.
Under the gaze of warriors all over the city, in less than a breath, the white frost ancient sword broke from it, and the sword light continued to move forward. Even if He Ming tried every means, he could not resist it, and even ran away. He couldn't do it and was completely overwhelmed by the sword light.
"Is this his real trump card?"
Chen Yanqiu's spine was so cold that even a giant like her was shocked. This sword strike was as if the sword giant himself was Pass the sword.
After the sword passed, the world suddenly became quiet, and the sword light dispersed, revealing He Ming's figure.
At this time, He Ming's skin was cracked inch by inch, and his arms were missing. They had been crushed into powder by the sword light, and his tendons and bones were also destroyed by the sword light, like a pile of mud. , lie flat on the ground and do not get up.
And his appearance seemed to be hundreds of years old, his eyes were dim, and his long hair turned gray and then fell off.
In a trance, he seemed to see that on the vast plain, the long figure of Lu Xuan Tower seemed to be stretched all of a sudden, becoming tall and boundless.
Although his black clothes were ragged, his long hair was flying wildly. The numerous sword marks, dripping blood, and violent killing intent gave him an indescribable power.
It is like a god standing at the top of the sword. His sword lifts the sun and the moon, and his air presses the mountains and rivers. It makes all the swordsmen in the world unable to lift their heads or straighten their backs.
Even for a being like Chen Yanqiu, a feeling of horror and awe as small as an ant could not be suppressed in his heart. But in just a moment, all these perceptions and scenes disappeared, leaving only the feeling of chilling. Qi permeates the heaven and earth, and is so rich that it cannot be dissolved, filling every corner.
Lu Xuanlou put away his sword array and moved forward slowly, but it was like an unshakable rock. No matter how strong the wind or the waves, it never shook him.
Lu Xuanlou stopped, lowered his head slightly, and looked at He Ming condescendingly, his eyes were cold, as if he were looking at a dead person.
"My master is the Samsara Realm Sword Immortal of the Cangming Sword Sect. You can't kill me."
He Ming begged for mercy and said, "I am already disabled, just let me linger." Live, please, please spare me."
"You have done your own evil, and you have to pay for it yourself. You will not survive, but I can give you a happy life."
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Lu Xuanlou leaned down and asked in a low voice, "Tell me in a low voice who else participated in that murder case"
"If you don't kill me, I will tell you."
He Ming seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and said excitedly, "Kill me and you will never get revenge. More than a thousand villagers in Chashan Town will also die."Don’t close your eyes. "
Lu Xuanlou shook his head slightly, stood up and said, "If you have a mouth, there is no reason not to speak. It depends on my methods."
Jinghu Lake sounds like a good place. , but this is not the case.
There are many dirty things in a country, and Jinghu is no exception.
The martial arts of Jinghu are actually best at extracting confessions through torture. , the methods are extremely cruel and inhumane, Lu Xuanlou dislikes it very much, but he once served as the governor of Jinghu Town, and he remembers a lot under the influence of his ears and eyes, especially the cruel tortures, which are still vivid in his memory. New.
Lu Xuanlou condensed the torture instrument with his sword energy, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which made the hair stand on end. He asked in horror, "What are you doing?"
"Of course it's so. You can't wish for death."
Lu Xuanlou sneered and said, "I hope you have some backbone, otherwise it will be very unhappy. "
On the plain, He Ming's hysterical screams suddenly sounded, up and down, not the howl of a lonely wolf, but better than the howl of a lonely wolf.
The warrior on the wall looked at Lu Xuan Tower He Ming was tortured with cruel methods at his fingertips. His legs were trembling involuntarily, and some even ran down the city wall and crawled in the corner, unable to stop vomiting.
"There are no sword cultivators here, even those who are annihilated. The evil cultivator of the human heart has never used such cruel methods."
However, Lu Xuanlou didn't care, suppressing his nausea, he used the tortures in his memory on He Ming one after another, and even He did not hesitate to waste the elixir to make He Ming's spirit clear.
I don't know how long it took. He Ming was so angry that he was extremely clear. The pain continued to come, making his facial features tightly twisted. Together, they have completely lost their human appearance.
"Da Pei Dynasty, and the Da Pei Dynasty, please kill me"
Although He Ming has already said this. He repeated it countless times, but Lu Xuanlou was unmoved and tortured him tirelessly.
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