Eight hundred and sixty seventh chapter invincible
"This is impossible. No one can stop me from the Wind, Fire and Dragon Roar. You are only at the Guiyi Realm. You are two realms away from me. Why can you stop me?!"
At this moment, Lu Tong seemed to have lost his mind and was talking to himself.
Seeing Ye Xuan walking step by step carrying the wind, fire and dragon chants, Lu Tong's eyes were about to burst.
"kill!"
Lu Tong once again used his magical power to dissipate the roar of wind, fire and dragon, formed a seal again, and roared: "Ice for thousands of miles!"
Xiu Xiu Xi————
Along with Lu Tong's fierce roar, the roar of wind, fire and dragon disappeared, replaced by the endless flow of cold air.
Kakakaka————
The entire dojo was covered by endless black ice, and there were countless cold air rolling in the air, whimpering like ghosts crying and gods howling.
Not only that, the cold air condensed directly into ice cones, rushing towards Ye Xuan like a torrential rain.
Boom boom boom boom————
Facing the endless rainstorm ice cones, Ye Xuan kept walking. When those ice cones were about to touch him, they all exploded out of thin air.
That scene looked magnificent and moving.
But when it fell into Lu Tong's eyes, his heart trembled.
"Could this guy be a monster?"
Lu Tong could no longer maintain his usual composure and murmured in his heart.
"No!"
Lu Tong suppressed the panic in his heart: "He must have some means. As long as his true energy is exhausted, everything will stop!"
Thinking of this, Lu Tong raised his energy again and changed his skills. Various magical powers emerged one after another, and he was worthy of the title of Little Master of Magical Powers.
However, no matter how Lu Tong converted his magical powers, it had no effect on Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan had already walked within a hundred meters of Lu Tong.
Lu Tong could no longer remain calm. He looked at Ye Xuan who was still walking towards him. He was confused and said with red eyes: "You are carrying a secret treasure?!"
Most of his energy has been used up, but this guy who is two realms lower than him can still walk around as if walking on flat ground. This definitely cannot be Ye Xuan's own power!
Ye Xuan looked indifferent and ignored Lu Tong.
"That's it!" Lu Tong saw that Ye Xuan ignored him. He took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "I am called the Little Master with magical powers. I have 3,865 kinds of magical powers.
Among them, the most powerful magical power is undoubtedly the magical power of swordsmanship. Today’s battle is an eye-opener for me. This is my last move. If you can block it, it means that my destiny has been exhausted. I shall die!"
At this moment, Lu Tong fell into a peaceful state.
That kind of tranquility is like the approach before a storm.
Lu Tong made a sword secret with his right hand.
Boom boom boom————
In an instant, countless magical powers emerged around Lu Tong.
There were the lightning spells that were initially used, the roar of wind, fire, and dragons, the thousands of miles of ice, as well as various illusions and magical powers, all of which appeared at this moment.
As Lu Tong said, there are three thousand eight hundred and sixty-five kinds.
All kinds of magical powers emerge.
Lu Tong held his right hand empty.
Buzz————
Those 3,865 magical powers were all condensed into one at this moment, turning into a black divine sword, which was held by Lu Tong in his right hand.
Lu Tong's eyes became sharp, and his aura was like an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge revealed!
"When this sword is drawn, it can kill the Great Master of the Holy Realm!"
Lu Tong spoke slowly, the peak battle power of the gods was condensed to the extreme at this moment.
In the realm of gods, one has the body of a god and has supernatural power.
Lu Tong wanted to use all the strength of his godly body to strike out with this sword.
After this sword strike, all his power will be exhausted. If he is still defeated by then, then he will be defeated.
As he said, when your destiny is over, when you die, you will die!
At least in this regard, Lu Tong is a man.
Lu Tong slowly closed his eyes, took a breath, held the sword in both hands, and whispered two words:
"Kill the Saint!"
call out----
Time seemed to slow down extremely slowly at this moment, and there were fallen leaves falling in the distance, almost suspended in the air.
However, Lu Tong's sword came in an instant and pointed directly at Ye Xuan's heart!
A line between heaven and earth!
It seems that it was drawn by Lu Tong's sword!
Lu Tong's sword was filled with the desire to die.
Decisive, decisive!
No sloppiness at all!
This sword brought out Lu Tong's demeanor as a magical young master!
Ye Xuan looked at Lu Tong who was charging towards him. He rarely stopped and looked at Lu Tong. He took out his right hand from his pocket, raised two fingers and clamped Lu Tong's 'Slaying Saint' sword!
Lu Tong felt the obstruction and opened his eyes. When he saw that scene, his whole face turned pale and he couldn't believe it: "What?!"
Ye Xuan looked at Lu Tong calmly and pressed hard with two fingers.
Click————
Lu Tong's 'Zhu Sheng' sword suddenly shattered into pieces and dissipated into clouds of smoke.
All the strength in Lu Tong's body seemed to have been drained at this moment, and he slumped on the ground helplessly, his eyes blank, and his face full of shock.
Ye Xuan glanced at Lu Tong and said slowly: "It is indeed rare to have a kind heart, but you have to use it in the right place, otherwise you will be a gangster."
Although Lu Tong was a reckless man, Ye Xuan quite admired his behavior.
But that doesn't mean it's the right thing to do.
Lu Tong collapsed on the ground, looked up at Ye Xuan, smiled miserably and said, "I lost, you can kill me if you want."
Ye Xuan raised his head and looked to the east, where the sky had begun to change.
Ye Xuan said calmly: "You can't distinguish between right and wrong, but you must distinguish between ourselves and our enemies."
"Your status in Zhentian Ancient Sect will not be low in the future. One day you will understand what you did today."
Ye Xuan ignored Lu Tong and walked away.
Lu Tong suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Xuan's back, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.
"What does he mean by this?"
"And, why didn't he kill me?"
Lu Tong was full of doubts.
"Boy, the master said that you have great potential, but you need to distinguish between the enemy and your own people in the current situation." When the Wolf of the East Wasteland saw that scene, he couldn't help but curl his lips and said, feeling a little jealous in his heart.
This guy who dared to provoke his master actually got his approval.
Not happy!
After Lu Tong heard what the Wolf of the East Wilderness said, he still didn't quite understand.
Are he and Ye Xuan the same person?
How can you see it?
Seeing that Lu Tong still looked confused, the Wolf of the East Wasteland couldn't help but cursed: "You idiot, didn't you see that the person I pinched to death before was actually a member of the fourth elder of your Zhentian Ancient Sect?
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Lu Tong frowned and said, "So what?"
The Wolf of the East Wasteland bared his teeth and almost wanted to crush this fool to death: "Your fourth elder and second elder, including the people under their sect, are actually people from Shuangdi Mountain. Do you understand?"
"Otherwise, why do you think that after you four elders were beaten to death, the Zhentian Ancient Sect didn't respond at all, and why you were told not to disturb the master?"
Lu Tong frowned even more tightly and said, "Even if what you say is true, Zhentian Ancient Gate and Shuangdi Mountain are not enemies."
The Wolf of the East Wilderness suddenly sneered and said, "I hope you can still say these words later."