Chapter 337 Nine Swords of Coercion

  Hearing her father's order, cutting the red song secretly was exactly what she wanted, with a smile on her lips, she followed the order and exited the door.

  From now on, no one is allowed to enter without the order of beheading Lexian, no matter what or how much movement occurs.

  Zhan Hongqu secretly rejoiced, the surname Lu relied on force and became more arrogant and domineering, she really should be disciplined, she made the decision for Junior Sister Bai.

   As for Zhan Lexian was defeated and captured last time, even Daweitian was taken away, whether the same mistakes will happen again this time, Zhan Hongqu is not worried, the last time was the last time, this time is different.

   "Last time was the last time, this time you are not so lucky."

  Zhan Lexian narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Lu Bei who walked in with a hippie smile, and whispered something slowly.

  The disastrous defeat of Xiwang County in Xianzhou is unbearable, and every time he thinks about it, his heart hurts, but he still thinks about it. Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is not daring to face failure.

  Zhan Lexian combed through every scene of the battle repeatedly, looking for the reason for his failure. Lu Bei was amazingly fast, and the small world was unique. If he wanted to leave, it would be difficult for him to leave it behind.

  The turning point of the battle was not with Lu Bei, but with him. From the moment he took out Daweitian, the offense and defense suddenly changed hands, and the advantage was not with him.

   In other words, as long as he doesn't take out Da Weitian, Lu Bei is definitely not his opponent.

   Be careful!

   "Elder Zhan, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my face is even worse. Is the injury still healed?"

Lu Bei warmly greeted him, and said familiarly: "Speaking of which, Elder Jing is the same, his face is as dark as the bottom of a pot, and Lu doesn't say anything when he asks him. What a disaster."

   Iron Sword League has you, it is the biggest disaster!

  Zhan Le Xianwu sneered to himself: "The disciple sent a message, and there is a villain outside the formation who uses the name of a certain head to deceive, do you know?"

   "I heard something."

  Lu Bei looked around, and said cautiously: "The man's identity has been verified. It is said that his surname is Zhao and his name is Hao. Lu also heard about it, but he doesn't know who it is."

  Zhan Lexian's face darkened, his hands in his sleeves clenched tightly into fists, his eyes fixed on Lu Bei like swords: "What do you mean by coming here, it's not just for the chance in the secret realm, right?"

   "Beheading the elder is wise, I can't hide this from you."

  Lu Bei said truthfully: "Elder Jing said that there are gangs of thieves from the Huangji Sect here, arrogant and unscrupulous, and repeatedly provoke our Tianjian Sect. Their behavior is outrageous, and we specially asked Lu to help the elder."

   "What a helping hand, looking for the leader of Huangjizong to come, what is Jing Ji'an's heart, do you want to cut off Zhan's retreat, or cut off a certain arm?"

   "Elder Zhan, I respect your Nine Swords status, but you can't treat a bad boy like an adulterer and beat a good person for nothing!"

  Lu Bei looked aggrieved: "If you don't believe me, you can go to the Xuanyin Division and ask. Everyone knows that Lu is an undercover agent of the Iron Sword League in Huangjizong. He works hard and has no second thoughts."

   "What a eloquent house slave of the three surnames, Zhanmou is an eye-opener today."

When Zhan Lexian saw Lu Bei, he was furious, and when he heard his comparisons, he felt a swarm of flies buzzing in his ears. At this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore: "You said you were an undercover Huang Jizong, but I thought you were an undercover agent. It’s Huang Jizong’s undercover agent in the Iron Sword League, right and wrong is up to you to decide, leave the Iron Sword Token, Zhan will re-verify your identity.”

   "Elder Zhan, you want to beat me?"

"As long as you know."

  Speaking of this, there is no need to continue acting, Zhan Lexian pointed to Cheng Jian leaning beside him: "You want to prove yourself, you can, and you can keep the iron sword token if you convince Zhan's sword heart."

   "I've been talking, and I haven't stopped."

   "Noisy!"

  Zhan Lexian took a step forward, four phantoms interspersed rapidly between the sword lights, and the sword intent poured into the sword body, and the four indestructible swords pierced Lu Bei's eyebrows, neck, heart, and back respectively.

   Recruit and kill without leaving any room.

   Lu Bei's eyes were dotted with golden light, and he could see the four swords in full view, and he decisively took out an elder saber.

  The one that was taken from Zhan Lexian's hand.

  For a sword repairer, this is a face-riding output, a proper crit.

   Sure enough, as soon as the sword came out, Zhan Lexian made another three-point attack quickly, and his fingertips swayed the sword light all over the sky, wrapping Lu Bei layer by layer.

  Boom!

  The black sword slashed and slashed, pulling out a violent sword wind, the torrent of energy collided and collided, and the turbulent air flow expanded and spread instantly, and then even Zhan Lexian was involved.

  With a sound of gold and iron clashing, Lu Bei resisted the three illusory attacks with his innate sword body, and slashed down the black sword with his backhand, resisting Zhan Lexian's sword finger that pierced his eyebrows.

   After a brief stalemate, the two took a step back.

  Zhan Lexian didn't realize he was there, and pointed again, pulling out sword shadows all over the sky in an instant, sweeping away the sky with sword light, and violently attacking the surrounding mountains, a large array of light and shade swayed.

  Zheng! !

  Lu Bei accurately blocked the sword finger, the golden light in his eyes did not diminish, and he felt something was wrong...

  Zhan Lexian seems to have weakened.

  Although it is still fierce, the sword intent is not as good as before, far less invincible than in the last fight.

   Either the old injury has not healed, or he has become stronger, and it seems that Zhan Lexian's strength has dropped drastically.

  Lu Bei didn't think about it, and chose the second possibility. He should treat each other with admiration for three days. As long as he gets stronger every time, the enemy will continue to get weaker.

   Cultivation of Immortals is like this.

   "Slay the elder, eat my sword."

  Lu Bei shouted loudly, the black sword cut a terrifying arc in midair, distorted the void, and pierced from the back of Zhan Lexian.

  The sword intent was bone-piercing and cold, spreading to the small world of body protection, easily tearing a hole, the remaining momentum continued, and the sword body cracked to see bone wounds.

How can it be!

  Zhan Lexian was shocked, he didn't think about it for a while, he stopped the offensive, and hurriedly turned around to parry.

   Just then, the golden light approached.

   Lu Bei stepped behind Zhan Lexian, his shoulders and hips shook, and his five fingers condensed the immortal sword intent, shaking the void with ripples.

  Fist seals closed, five fingers crushed the ripples in the void, and bombarded the back of Zhan Lexian at a speed that seemed slow but was actually extremely fast.

   At the critical moment, Zhan Lexian's years of combat experience played a role, his body subconsciously avoided, and stepped into the void at a speed beyond the limit.

  Unfortunately, it was still half a beat late.

  The fist seal chased to the crack in the void, and bombarded Zhan Lexian's shoulder with a bang. The sword intent washed over him, making his muscles and bones weak, and his extremely strong sword intent disappeared.

   Hiss!

  Boom! !

  The void was torn apart, and Zhan Lexian slumped his shoulders, vomited blood, flew out, hit the mountain wall blessed by the formation, and was buried in the ruins with a bang.

  Lu Bei: (1`1)

  He looked at his fist, then at his heel stuck in the ruins, and nodded secretly.

  So I'm already so strong!

  There must be a limit to being strong, Lu Bei still feels that something is wrong, he has indeed become stronger, but Zhan Lexian should never slip down to the point where he can't even take a punch from him.

  Thinking of this, Lu Bei glanced at the annotation of 'Immortal Sword Intent' on the personal panel.

   Immortal and invincible, eternal and immortal; the heart of the sword is immortal, and the body of the sword is not corrupt; the coercion of the nine swords, the unparalleled swordsman, increases the lethality of sword moves by 9000%.

  Extract keywords—coercive nine swords.

   "So that's it, attribute restraint... No, this is the suppression from superior skills."

  On the opposite side, Zhan Lexian revived the sluggish sword intent in his body, stood up from the ruins in embarrassment, his right arm drooped by his side, his clothes were stained with blood, and his whole face was full of horror.

   Impossible, for no reason.

   Daweitian hasn’t taken it out yet!

  The body of the sword was injured, and it couldn't heal itself for unknown reasons.

Zhan Lexian couldn't figure out what happened to him, and he didn't know that the immortal sword intent that he had been chasing for a lifetime was right in front of him. magic.

   There is no answer, but Zhan Lexian thinks that this is probably the case. He took a deep breath, pulled out the spiritual veins in the small world, injected them into the seriously injured arm, and reshaped the densely packed ice blue veins.

   "Four Styles Sword Prison!"

  Arrows rained down, four swords pointed to the sky, and the sword light was atomized into thousands, solidifying the sword prison with boundless murderous aura, cutting off Lu Bei's connection with the outside world.

   "Slaying the elder is good at swordsmanship, eat me with a sword."

  Lu Bei put away the elder's saber, stepped out, and threw his fist at Zhan Lexian.

  Boom——

  The mountain was shaken, and the formation supporting the mountain wall was crumbling.

This formation was cast by Zhan Lexian himself, and it is used to limit the opponents of Huangjizong, and protect his own people from being injured by the gods. After Lu Bei arrives, this formation is used to limit Lu Bei's movement speed, so as not to Man's feet are anointed and he flees without a fight.

   Now, the formation has become its own prison, limiting Zhan Lexian himself.

  Boom! boom! boom--

  Outside the door, Zhan Hongqu felt the shaking of the mountain, and couldn't help but click her tongue secretly. She only wanted Zhan Lexian to teach Lu Bei a lesson, but she never expected that Zhan Lexian would be so ruthless.

  If it breaks, she won't be able to explain it to Bai Jin.

   Thinking about it, Zhan Lexian must have been humiliated by Lu Bei during his capture. Youdao said that the father humiliated the son to death, so she had no reason to go in and stop it.

   "Junior Sister Bai, I can only wrong you this time."

  Zhan Hongqu said in a low voice, and couldn't bear to persuade himself: "Actually...he should be honest, and Junior Sister Bai can discipline him, there is nothing wrong with it."

  Boom! boom! boom--

  Hearing the continuous shaking of the mountain, Zhan Hongqu's face changed several times, and finally her heart softened. She decided to wait a little longer, and when Zhan Le's virtuous energy was almost exhausted, she went in to persuade him to show mercy.

  …

  Boom!

"Why?"

Lu Bei rode on Zhan Lexian's body, picked up the latter's collar, punched him hard, and said sadly: "Lu Mo respects that you are the elder of Nine Swords, you are patient and oppressed by you, why do you still have to suffer? Compelling, how did I offend you?"

  Boom!

"speak!"

   "..."

  Zhan Lexian tilted his neck, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his physical injury was far worse than the mental blow, his eyes were full of confusion, and he was not far from losing his highlights.

  Because he was worried about repeating the same mistakes, Zhan Lexian did not dare to take out Da Weitian, and because of his stubbornness, he wanted to take back the saber with his own hands.

   But these are not the key points. Anyway, I lost once, and the second time is not unacceptable.

  The key is too fast.

   Lu Bei's cultivation speed is too fast!

  Last time, Lu Bei went all out to barely parry in his hands, this time he went all out and used all means, and he couldn't even barely parry.

   It's only been a few days, what happened to him, what kind of magic skill he practiced, to have such an earth-shaking change?

  In addition, why didn't Daweitian protect the Lord? Didn't you come back?

   Is it just that the body is back, but the heart is still with the other party?

   "Poof——"

  (end of this chapter)