aircannonsinc Chapter 432 Unless I Can’T Help It
Chapter 432 Unless I Can’T Help It
Chapter 432 Unless I can’t help it
The whistling sound of the wind is scattered in the sky.
A strong light flashed through, and the twisting air pressure rolled up a storm vortex, impacting far away at extremely fast speeds.
Lu Bei stopped Lu Zhou in the mountains outside the royal capital and invited him with an iron sword in hand. He did not use the Immortal Sword Intent, but only used swordsmanship and sword theory to collide with the bright sword light.
Swordsmanship: In the world of swordsmanship, only quick swordsmanship is unbreakable.
Sword Theory: Miracles can be achieved with great force.
Reasonable and convincing.
He didn't use the Sword Intent because he was afraid that Lu Zhou would recognize his identity and raise his hands to surrender, which would not only affect the evaluation of the battle, but also delay him from stealing the sword's intention.
Whether it is the new upgrade method of the Immortal Sword Intent or the abandoned sword recycle bin mode, both have extremely high requirements for the user's qualifications.
The Abandonment Sutra can observe, simulate, and understand the opponent's intentions during the battle. His qualifications are as good as monsters. He can be chosen as one unit in a million, not just one, but every year.
In comparison, Lu Bei's aptitude cannot be called a monster. To be more precise, it should be called an evil sect. He doesn't even have to fight, just give him some blood and he can learn the opponent's intentions.
The specific amount of blood to be drained, whether it is one point or 100 million points, depends on how dark the opponent's face is.
On Lu Zhou's side, when he saw the sallow-faced man condensing an iron sword, he didn't use the slightest bit of Sword Intent. He just wanted to learn swordsmanship. Seeing that Hunter was full of blood, he raised his sword and faced him.
As soon as he took his hand, he noticed that huge force poured into his whole body along the handle of the knife, with a strange and trembling force that made his arms sore and numb, and the muscles in his whole body whined uncontrollably. After dozens of moves, it seemed as if the Primordial Spirit was also Then trembled.
What kind of method is this? Who is he?
After the battle at Beijun Mountain, Lu Bei went through a version upgrade. During this period, several patch packages were updated to strengthen all aspects. Even the most basic speed and strength have undergone qualitative changes. At this moment, Lu Bei transformed into a disguise, and Lu Zhou couldn't recognize it at all. come out.
He didn't even associate the sallow face with Lu Bei.
In Lu Zhou's impression, Lu Bei was still a monk in the early stage of the Void Refining realm, wielding the immortal Sword Intent to dominate Wu Zhou.
Clang! !
The swords collided, Lu Bei stayed still, Lu Zhou plowed the ground with his feet, and retreated dozens of meters with a rumble.
He let out a tiger roar, stabbed the long knife into the ground with his backhand, exerted all his strength with both arms, and the veins on his neck bulged, and exerted his strange strength on the vast ground, completely stopping his retreat.
His retreat stopped, but the ground beneath his feet did not.
With the blade as the boundary, the black crack opened long and narrow, tearing apart the bottomless black abyss. Amidst the rumbling sound, a canyon cut across the mountain range, like a rolling earth dragon opening its bloody mouth, spraying out streams of hot white water. cigarette.
Void Refining monks can easily change the landscape, not to mention Body Integration monks. Physically powerful monks like Lu Zhou and Lu Bei can be devastating even with brute force.
The crack and abyss continued to open, and the two figures stood on each side, getting farther and farther apart.
The next second, the afterimage suddenly flashed across the abyss, and explosive power spread the mist.
The terrifying force is devastating, like water flowing backwards, reaching everywhere, crushing the huge semicircle between the mountains.
There was a clang of the sword, and Lu Bei landed with his sword on the ground. His fingertips smoothed the jagged edge of the sword, rubbing a wisp of blood red. His calm and calm posture clearly showed that he still had some strength left.
In contrast, Lu Zhou was breathing rapidly, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his clothes and black hair were soaked with sweat.
He used his kung fu to dissipate the concussive force in his body, and looked at Lu Bei with conviction. At the same time, he asked with confusion, "Who are you? Your Divine Ability is as good as yours. You are by no means an unknown person. Do you dare to claim your name?"
"Elder Lu is joking. Even if Lin is an unknown person, you have never heard of him. Instead of asking for trouble, it is better to leave him in suspense."
Lu Bei said angrily: "On the contrary, Elder Lu, you were defeated by Tranquil State Lu Bei... no, the unparalleled sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect. If you don't recuperate in the elders' hospital, what do you mean by coming to the wilderness of the Northland?"
"If you tell me your name, Lu will tell you the truth."
"Elder Lu has misunderstood. Lin is not discussing with you, but is advising you not to be ignorant and tell the truth while you can still speak."
Lu Bei looked kind and apologetic: "No wonder you misunderstood. I was too polite before, but I won't do it anymore."
"Arrogant!"
Lu Zhou snorted coldly. At his level of cultivation, his will was so firm that he would not be easily influenced by the outside world, let alone mere verbal provocation.
Even if he is really affected, he won't show it.
Unless you can't help it.
In Lu Zhou's view, the sallow-faced man was physically strong and aggressive, and he was very aggressive in extreme flow. However, he was not very powerful. He had just entered Body Integration not long ago, and even if he had one or two Divine Ability skills, he was no match for him. .
Some provocative remarks were just to make up for the gap between the two people. Little Doyle fell into the trap if he didn't care.
Lu Zhou took a deep breath. The sword light was like a tide, bombarding all directions. The surrounding space rippled and fainted. Before it spread far, it was twisted into pitch black by the extremely sharp sword intent.
The next second, the overflowing sword energy was like snowflakes under the blazing sun, melting away in an instant.
The vast sea and sky swept down, Lu Bei intercepted a small world, and enveloped Lu Zhou in it. This world has been transformed into reality by lotus leaves and buds, with blue sky and white clouds above and thousands of miles of waves below. The space is a bit smaller, but it is not much different from other people's normal small worlds.
Lu Zhou didn't see any clues. His spiritual sense sensed the surroundings and he shook his head slightly.
The small world is orderly, but it lacks the principles of heaven and earth, and there is no sign of being condensed into a Law Treasure, which further confirms that the sallow-faced man is not his opponent.
The hurricane roared in, ruffling his clothes and making a sound. Lu Zhou broke through the hurricane with a knife and went straight towards the golden figure.
The blade broke through the phantom, and Lu Zhou's eyes suddenly shrank in shock. The next second, several figures surrounded him from all directions. Each one was so real that it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false with his spiritual sense.
Lu Zhou was not in a hurry, and saw a wave of sword light covering all directions. The giant blades were slicing and tumbling like giant dragons. As they moved, each phantom clone was smashed into powder.
Uh-huh! !
A golden light flashed, and Lu Zhou staggered. His thinking slowed down for a beat. It was not until the sharp pain in his back spread throughout his body that he realized that he was injured.
How is it possible and when?
His eyes suddenly narrowed, Lu Zhou looked at Lu Bei in the distance in surprise, and asked tentatively: "Are you... Zhu Xiushi?"
Who is Zhu Xiushi and what is his relationship with Zhu Xiuzhu? Has a new character been unlocked?
Lu Bei smiled mysteriously and didn't explain anything. He swept away the bright red sword blade with his fingertips. The moment his body flashed, he came behind Lu Zhou again.
Swish————
The giant white blade came down with force like a rainbow, domineering and decisive. With one touch, it split Lu Bei's body into two instantly.
Blood splattered, and Lu Zhou received new injuries behind him. He stared at Lu Bei, who was standing there, dumbfounded.
His intuition told him that there had been a sneak attack from behind, and his pain told him that not only had he been attacked by a sneak attack, but the opponent had also succeeded, but his vision and spiritual perception told him that the opponent had not moved a step.
It's not the Body Integration stage, it's the Transcending Tribulation Stage where cultivation is suppressed. Zhu Xiushi himself was definitely there.
"Senior's realm is far-reaching, and this junior is far from my opponent. I am heartily convinced by this defeat, but..."
"There is no but, even if there is, don't rush for a while, we will talk about it later." Lu Bei picked away the blood drops, and in the blink of an eye, blood burst out one after another on Lu Zhou's body.
…
Facts have proved that everyone in the old Lu family is pale, Lu Bei is like this, and Lu Zhou is like this. He only took twenty sword blows before he successfully unleashed his sword intent.
Unfortunately, Lu Zhou's sword intent could not be integrated into the Immortal Sword Intent. The personal panel did not explain the reason, but Lu Bei, who held the Immortal Sword Intent, sensed the reason.
The level of sword intention is too high and the artistic conception is far-reaching, so it is not suitable for immediate integration.
Fortunately, the problem was not big. The sword intention that I just acquired was thrown directly into the recycling bin. Under the smelting of the abandoned sword technique, an iron sword constructed from pure intention was slowly generated.
It comes when you call it, and it goes away when you wave it. It is somewhere between reality and reality. Although it is scrap metal, it is also a magic weapon.
[You defeated Lu Zhou and gained 50 million experience]
"The Abandonment Scripture thinks you are a waste. I don't think so. If you lick it well from now on, whether you can surpass the status of the Nine Swords depends on your performance." Lu Bei waved away the iron sword, put away the small world, and jumped down on In front of Lu Zhou, who was covered in injuries.
The change in appearance, the clean pretty face was as cute as a new one, which made Lu Zhou stunned.
"It's actually you?"
Lu Zhou smiled bitterly. In just two months, Lu Bei's strength had skyrocketed. Not only had he crossed a huge realm, he actually felt helpless when facing the Transcending Tribulation Stage monks.
Frustration lingered in his heart, and he closed his eyes and said nothing, saying that he would just let it go.
"Brother Lu said this, you and I are my brothers. Five hundred years ago, maybe you were really my biological brother. It is too much to let such words be treated."
Lu Bei helped Lu Zhou up, patted the dust on his body, imitated the Ming master's approach to recruiting talents, and tried to say: "Ming people don't talk secretly, are you interested in changing jobs at Heavenly Sword Sect, and come here to work for me? dog?"
Lu Zhou's face darkened, and he responded with these words, "Lu Bei, don't expect him to be a dog in this life."
"Brother, think about it again. Nowadays, there are not many dog legs available for our sect leader. If you come to vote, you will be reused. I am not bragging to you. After a while, my sect leader will have enough hawks and dogs. You can come again. If you invest, I'm afraid you won't even be able to find a way out." Lu Bei patiently advised.
Lu Zhou closed his eyes and said nothing, as he said again, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated, and he will never complain regardless of how he is dealt with.
It was impossible to deal with it. Lu Bei only wanted experience and sword intention, and had no intention of starting a fight with Extreme Monarch Sect. He knocked Lu Zhou down with one punch, wrapped him in black chains, picked him up and rushed towards the palace.
"Second brother, what's your look like? Don't say you haven't used this trick before."
"Of course, Lu Zhou couldn't withstand a few moves under Xiandi, and Brother Wei couldn't withstand a few moves under Xiandi, which means Lu Zhou and I are on the same level." Hu San crossed his arms with pride.
"..."
As long as the other party is calm enough, no one will die during the torture process.
…
"..."x3
Lu Bei pointed at Lu Zhou: "This man's reputation is too tight, and he has a Body Integration stage that is difficult to seal. It is impossible to defeat him. Do you have any good ideas?"
My brother worked hard to give Hu San a chance to prove himself.
Good guy, it turns out that you can do this instead.
"It's simple. A big shot wants to show off his face, take off all his clothes, find a few ugly women to hold him, record them on jade slips, and say whatever he asks." Hu San said with great experience.
"..."x3
(End of chapter)
He has used it before, but the victims are all beautiful female cultivators with good looks and first-rate figures. If he still refuses to recruit, he will wrong himself and be in the same scene with the other person, and create some unique styles.
"Brother, are you serious?"
Outside Furong Hall, Hu San hid behind Lu Bei and commented on Wu Zhou's famous Crazy Sword: "How long has it been since he was captured alive and turned into a prisoner? It would be fine if he was replaced by me."
"It turns out that he is Lu Zhou. He is so famous that he can't live up to his reputation. He is not very powerful, right?"
Lu Bei immediately became energetic. As long as Hu San nodded, he immediately let go of Lu Zhou and let his eldest brother get his wish.
Lu Bei was speechless, She Xuan was speechless, and Lu Zhou, who was in a coma, had his brows twitching.