Clash Of The Sword Titans

Luo Ji was extremely confident in his flying knives, because the inheritance he received was itself extremely powerful and superior martial skills. With this fascinating flying knife in his hand, he had hardly encountered any opponents from the Tongxuan realm to the Mingyou Grandmaster.

Even if he was facing the'Devil King' Lu Li today, Luo Ji didn't think his flying knife would be defeated.

But what he never expected was that not only was his throwing knife defeated, but it was still a fiasco without any suspense.

Even after he broke through the realm, he raised the material of the flying knife by several levels, becoming comparable to top-level soldiers, and even stronger than some low-level spirit soldiers, but in front of Peach Flower Sword, it still looks like paper. Just as fragile.

The moment the flying knife was crushed, Luo Ji knew that he was definitely not Lu Li's opponent.

The purple flying sword that exudes a dangerous aura, even if it gets a little bit, he will be seriously injured.

Maybe... will die here.

This thought flashed in his mind, Luo Ji almost ran away harder, more ‘real’ than his escape action when he heard Lu Li’s name just now.

It's a pity that the speed of Peach Flower Sword is too fast. This is a fact that many strong people have verified.

The strong who died directly or indirectly under the Peach Blossom Sword, the weakest were also stronger than Luo Ji.

Wanting to escape in front of this sword is simply wishful thinking.

Dangdangdangdang...

After a fine rain-like noise, all Luo Ji's throwing knives had been released, and he himself had withdrawn thousands of feet away, completely far away from the square where the fighting had just broken out.

However, what made him desperate was that the purple streamer in front of him did not even stop for an instant. After smashing his unknown number of throwing knives, it still flew towards him, faster and faster, and almost surpassed him. His thinking was so fast that he didn't give him any reaction time.

Whoosh!

The Peach Blossom Sword came in the air, almost in the blink of an eye, Luo Ji could already feel the sharp sword light sting on his eyebrows, his consciousness stopped, and he began to close his eyes and wait for death.

Suddenly!

A giant hand shattered the void, slapped Luo Ji into the air, and at the same time pinched the fierce Peach Blossom Sword.

The sour rubbing sound echoed from the air, the Peach Flower Sword and the giant hand made of pure qi fought against each other, countless zhenqi was disintegrating, and the terrifying speed of the Peach Flower Sword was also reduced.

Luo Ji, who was photographed flying, straddled thousands of feet and fell onto the square, causing billows of dust and smoke.

He was injured and very embarrassed.

But it doesn't matter.

Most importantly, he did not die.

Just a moment ago, he thought he was really going to die under Lu Li's sword, but the giant hand that suddenly slew out of the sky saved his life.

This feeling of walking between life and death is uncomfortable, but the strong sense of gap makes Luo parasitic an endless fluke.

He crawled out of the cracked shallow pit and looked up at the purple light formed by the peach blossom sword and the giant hand was restraining each other, with doubts in his eyes.

"When did Wu Zong have a strong man I don't recognize?"

As soon as Luo Ji had this idea, he found that the atmosphere on the scene was a bit weird.

Because other people don't seem to recognize who the strong man is.

But at this moment, Lu Li smiled and asked, "I don't know which great envoy of the gods is your Excellency?"

Click!

As he spoke, the giant hand suddenly shattered and turned into a mist of innocence.

Peach Blossom Sword's sword power had also come to an end, Lu Li thought of recalling it slightly, squinting his eyes to look at the figure slowly flying out of the mist of Zhenqi.

Judging from the breath alone, it is not possible to judge what kind of power the opponent is. But Lu Li was also quite sure that this person was definitely not the "great envoy" he had been in contact with.

Although the gods of the gods had only contacted three of them, apart from the furious and unknown identity, Jiang Taohua who represented sadness, and the hatred Jiang Huanjun, the identity and breath of these two people had no secrets at all in front of Lu Li.

"Lu Li, this sect has already imposed a divine punishment on you, which means that you have deviated from the will of God. Take advantage of the moment you stop, there is still a chance for things to turn around, otherwise the divine punishment will come again, and you will undoubtedly die."

After the zhenqi thick fog, the voices that could not distinguish between men and women slowly floated out, and then the fog dissipated, and a figure wearing a long robe and a silver visor stood on the spot.

Lu Li squinted, observing the mask on the opponent's face, wanting to see some clues from the expression on that mask.

Although I don't know the special rules of the gods, according to the three big gods I have met before, the masks of the gods all seem to be related to certain emotions.

Sadness, hatred, anger, these are all negative emotions.

The mask on this person's face is completely indifferent, even with a trace of contempt.

"arrogant?"

After looking at this person a few times, Lu Li curled his lips and said calmly: "Your so-called divine punishment is nothing more than an attack comparable to a heavenly being. Even if you develop this aspect to the limit, it's just comparable to a heavenly person. Comparable to the heavens, it is impossible to truly reach the level of the heavens. If you could, you would have let those monsters named'Shenguang' out of their nests, crushing and occupying the True Martial Realm all the way."

"Everyone is sensible, so don't talk about similar nonsense. If you really want to persuade me to'return', you might as well take off the mask and show some sincerity."

Speaking of this, Lu Li urged more and more vigorous spiritual thoughts, four long swords lined up behind him, and the peach flower sword hovered on his shoulders. Don't look at what he said was very polite, some of the meaning of negotiation, in fact, did not relax his vigilance at all, he could make a move at any time.

The suspected arrogant divine envoy said nothing, tilted his head, looked at Wu Zong's still chilling grandmasters, and said indifferently: "Isn't it possible to stop this rebellion?"

Wu Zong's masters looked at each other, and finally the old man reacted, biting his head and said: "Do it!"

"You have to think about it."

"Furthermore, I lost my life."

Just when many masters were about to obey the order and go to capture Lu Li, Lu Li suddenly turned his head and glanced at them.

The cold eyes suddenly made many masters hesitate.

They remembered the ‘legend’ of this young man. In recent days, the bloodbath in Yanzhou has been circulated in almost the entire Saint Kingdom of Swallowing Heaven.

The name of "Devil King" Lu Li is definitely not a joke, the **** smell behind it even faintly surpasses the gods.

After all, it hasn’t been long for the religion to infiltrate Wuzong, and not every master is willing to be a running dog of the religion. More, it was just for the sake of his own life that he had to accept the expediency of solicitation.

The biggest weakness of this kind of solicitation is that once there is a strong man who fears them more than the religion, the original lack of loyalty will collapse in an instant.

Seeing that they were all hesitating, the old man couldn't help but angrily said: "Do you want to destroy Wu Zong!"

"Have you already seen the power of the Pope Shenguang?"

He knew that these masters were afraid of Lu Li's strength and prestige, so he immediately moved out the'Shenguang Pope', a powerful existence capable of showing the power of heaven and human.

This is also the main reason why these masters of Wu Zong are willing to submit.

They have seen the horror of the Holy Light Pope, and they have also seen with their own eyes what kind of unimaginable damage the Celestial-level combat power can cause. They reflect on themselves a little bit. If faced with this level of attack, they are likely to even take a breath. If you can't hold it, you will be turned into ashes by that terrible force.

"Shenguang is just a monster. As long as it is not stared at by it, even the immortal realm can break through its defenses. Cooperating with a grandmaster to seize its core flesh and blood, this monster can be turned into waste immediately. , If the gods are using this kind of innocent means to control you, then I will really be disappointed in Wu Zong."

Lu Li sneered: "How can there be a Celestial-level combat power that can be created without paying any price? With Celestial-level combat power, but not a Celestial-level quality, a defective product like Shenguang, also It can only deceive the inexperienced."

After a pause, Lu Li looked at the masters indifferently: "And I want to remind you that Pope Shenguang is not here, he can't kill you, but I can."

"If I were you, I would pretend that nothing happened and turn around and leave silently, or if you are interested in watching the game, I don't mind."

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