Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 403 My sword can kill ten thousand heroes
An ordinary person needs at least two people to carry a 180-jin water-milled Zen staff.

When it is fully played, it is really whistling.

When he hit it like this, a stream of air was rolled up on the ground, and the people behind him all retreated suddenly.

The crowd praised and shouted, "Master Lu is really born with supernatural power!"

"Excellent, with this strength, you can win a championship in the Olympics!"

"This kid is done!"

"One shovel will definitely turn into scum!"

Lu Xiong knew that Long Fei must have some tricks.

He could tell that the aura exuded by Long Fei was by no means possessed by ordinary people.

As an existence at the peak of the ancient martial arts realm, he saw the fighting cells in Long Fei's body jumping excitedly, and he used all his strength to make a move.

Zhang Xuan'er and Li Zhenni were so frightened that they covered their eyes, feeling that if they were themselves, they would definitely be smashed to pieces by the Zen staff.

There was only a sound of clang, and two irons mingled together.

Long Fei's sword was raised, a bright light flashed in the air, and it chopped with Lu Xiong's Zen staff.

Sparks flew and there was a bang.

Lu Xiong's palm trembled, the water-milled Zen stick made of cold iron was chopped off like a wooden stick.

A giant ax plunged into the ground with a snap, and immediately splashed a burst of dust.

Lu Xiong's eyes were surprised, he knew the sword was a treasure, but he didn't expect it to be so sharp.

His reaction was extremely quick, and he held one side, talking about the crescent shovel and stabbing at Long Fei again.

The crescent shovel shone coldly, sharp and menacing.

Long Fei stepped on the ground with his right foot, his sword moved away from the dragon and snake, and he also stabbed violently, at the same time he shouted, "Break!"

The tip of the sword stabbed against the sharp edge of the crescent shovel, and with a puff, it seemed to be piercing on the tofu. The crescent shovel was separated from the middle, and it was pulled down on the long iron stick behind.

The thing made of steel was split in the middle by Tai'a sword like sugar cane.

The point of the sword pointed directly at Lu Xiong's throat, causing his right leg to shake back in fright, let go of the Zen stick with both hands, and jumped back.

Puff, puff!
The two black crescent shovels fell to the ground, they were not worth mentioning in front of Tai'a Jian.

Everything was in the blink of an eye, and the two parties were all stunned.

Long Fei held the sword in the middle, with a calm expression.

But the invincible aura on his body made everyone gasp, feeling like they were facing a god of war descended from the sky.

After the great monk landed, he stepped into the ground three inches before stabilizing his body.

Long Fei smiled and asked him, "Are you satisfied with the quality of this sword?"

Lu Xiong's beard twitched, he waved his palms, and hissed loudly, "What kind of skill is relying on weapons, Sajia will let you see the real ancient martial art!"

When he got lucky, the surrounding air suddenly swirled and fluctuated violently, wrapping around him in a whirlwind.

In his monk robe, golden circles flashed out.

Long Fei frowned, only to hear Zheng Bin yell, "Little bastard, let me show you how powerful Master Lu's Nine Suns Manual is!"

In Shaolin Neijia Kung Fu, there is indeed a Nine Suns Manual.

The Nine Suns Divine Art in martial arts novels borrowed this name.

No matter which TV series or movie, they cannot capture the true power of the Nine Suns Manual.

These are the nine meridians of the human body, which are charged at the same time and then released in one go.

In the ancient martial arts world, it is a superior inner strength method.

"It's so mighty!"

"Is this going to be a bigger move?"

"Master Lu is angry!"

"This kid will definitely lose this time!"

A group of people complimented each other, and they all backed away, fearing that Lu Xiong might shock them too.

The dantian in Long Fei's body was also spinning rapidly, and the energy was continuously poured into Tai'a Sword.

He directed at Lu Xiong, just smiled faintly, "My sword can kill Wan Xiong!"

That confident appearance seems to be a very normal thing.

The crimson long sword made a humming sound.

It seemed to be boiling water, and at the same time it began to vibrate violently, making Long Fei's palms a little unsure.

The spirit weapon surpasses the ordinary treasure weapon, and carries the spirit itself.

How much power you give it, how much power it can accumulate by itself.

This was the first time Long Fei pushed Tai'a Sword with all his strength, and the murderous aura boiled over, breaking the vegetation around him.

"Aren't you afraid of sticking your tongue when you talk big?"

Lu Xiong let out a long roar, and finally nine golden circles flashed on his body.

He roared, "Nine suns cover the sky!"

The nine golden round wheels in the body converged into one, and with a push of both palms, they swept towards Long Fei from the air with an overwhelming force.

The air in front of him was buzzing, and a gust of wind was whipped up and swept all around.

The huge force tore at the airflow in front of him, devouring everything, and the gravel, grass and trees along the way turned into powder one after another.

At the same time, the Tai'a sword in Long Fei's hand was also chopped off with one blow.

Long Fei didn't dodge, but confronted Lu Xiong's inner strength head-on with his sword energy.

Tai'a sword evoked a sword light, more than ten feet long, with white mist, and it struck down in the air.

The semicircular air barrier collided with the sword energy, and there was a loud bang, as if a thunder had exploded in the middle.

Everyone on the field couldn't help covering their ears for a moment, and the rocky ground in the middle collapsed suddenly, and a deep pit sank out of it.

A gust of wind swirled in all directions, causing everyone around to retreat quickly.

The sword energy is sharp and can cut everything.

Unexpectedly, he split open the barrier of internal strength, passed over Lu Xiong's head, and cut a groove more than one meter deep under his legs with a puff.

Lu Xiong widened his eyes and looked at Long Fei in disbelief.

The head suddenly cracked, spurted out a stream of blood, split into two halves and rolled on the ground.

Because the sword energy was so fast, the blood on the corpse suddenly froze.

The wound was flush, like a jade cut.

The people on the field were terrified, ahhh, there was a burst of yelling.

Especially Zheng Bin, his face became pale, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

The strong man who had underestimated Long Fei just now had his nerves tensed up, and he had the urge to slip away quickly.

But my legs just couldn't move, and I still had the urge to kneel down.

Zhang Xuan'er and Li Zhenni looked at each other, and seeing Long Fei's aura, they thought that he was much stronger this night.

Yesterday, when he used the sword, how could he be so powerful!
Lu Xiong, the top existence in the ancient martial arts world in Qingdong City, has never been defeated.

Unexpectedly, Long Fei killed him with a single sword strike.

His legs were trembling, and he felt an urgency to pee.

Mu Tianyou also looked terrified, feeling that the person standing in front of him was not a human being, but clearly a god of death from hell.

He glanced at Pasong beside him, and Pasong also frowned, never expecting to encounter a hard stubble this time.

He stretched out his hand, and a disciple immediately handed him an earthen jar.

Along the way, everyone relied on this earthen jar to guide the way, and finally arrived at this place.

Everyone was discussing that the ghoul that Pasong refined was contained in the earthen jar. None of the group of people had ever seen what it was.

Pa Song dragged the earthen pot with one hand, and said to Long Fei in a gloomy voice, "You are very powerful. In terms of force, I don't think I can match you. But it's a pity that you met me. My head-down technique can easily defeat you Kill!"

His Chinese is very stiff, just like his own, as if it came from the mouth of a mummy.

　Chapter 6, continue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)