The heavens, start from one person

Chapter 162 Meeting the White Clothes Transforming God Sword Cultivator
Zhao Lizheng strode away, he felt something in his heart, he sensed that a powerful monk was calculating on him, he raised his fingers, and stepped out in one body.

"You go and bear some karma for me first, but I want to see who dares to speculate on me!"

Zhao Lizheng's eyes were deep. He said to his clone who was exactly like him, and the clone nodded. His personality was calm and introverted. Hearing what Zhao Lizheng said, he quickly withdrew.

Zhao Lizheng's eyes flickered too, and swirls appeared in his eyes, hiding himself in the space.

The avatar Zhao Lizheng stepped out, his eyes flickered, as if he was waiting for something.

His body movement speed also began to slow down, and soon, someone stepped forward.

This person was dressed in white, his eyes were piercing, with stars shining in his eyes, and he held a long sword in his hand.

The long sword is vertical and horizontal, like a shocking force, this person is obviously a cultivator at the stage of transformation.

Needless to say, the powerful strength possessed by the cultivators in the Transformation Stage, he faced Zhao Lizheng and said, "Brother Dao, don't come here without any problems!"

"It's nothing to worry about! Unexpectedly, you have already been promoted to Transformation God!"

The avatar Zhao Lizheng said in a neutral tone.He lifted his eyelids, his eyes were full of light, and a faint golden light appeared on his body!

The light emerged, and the white-clothed swordsman also showed his sharp artistic conception.

This person is exactly the person Zhao Lizheng fought before, and he is also the only one who can escape from Zhao Lizheng's men.

Now that he has transformed into a god, he is naturally planning to take revenge on Zhao Lizheng!
"You are not weak, you have been promoted to the realm of transforming gods, but unfortunately, you are not strong enough, today, you will die!"

As the white-clothed swordsman said, he suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards his avatar Zhao Lizheng!
The sword energy is astonishing and indomitable!

Where the sword energy passed, the void shattered, and the fragments of the void flew in all directions.

Zhao Lizheng's face was calm, but his eyes shone with a cold light, his body swayed slightly, and he had already avoided it. At the same time, he waved his hands, and a huge attraction burst out, sucking in all the sword energy in.

After absorbing the sword energy, Zhao Lizheng's body flickered, and he appeared behind the white-clothed swordsman with both palms out.

Two heavy punches hit his back, and his body trembled violently. He turned around, roared and rushed towards Zhao Lizheng. The sword energy in his hand burst out and turned into countless rays of silver light, shooting at Zhao Lizheng.

Wherever the sword light went, the void collapsed, and countless cracks appeared on the ground.

A sharp light flashed in Zhao Lizheng's eyes, and his body moved instantly.

The white-clothed swordsman's attack was in vain, and he already felt a sharp pain coming from his back, so he turned back to defend.

The figures of the two interweave back and forth in this space.

Zhao Lizheng's attack is very domineering, every move has the power of destruction, although his attack has no lethality, but it contains a strong adsorption force, firmly grasping the sword lights.

Zhao Lizheng's figure flashed and appeared next to him again. He attacked again and again, constantly bombarding the white-clothed swordsman, and the white-clothed swordsman was repelled again and again.

The white-clothed swordsman's eyes were bloodshot. He had already been beaten into a daze by Zhao Lizheng. This was his shame, his great shame.

He kept backing away, his body drew strange arcs in the void, and these arcs carried a trace of space fluctuations. Although Zhao Lizheng's movement skills were mysterious, they would inevitably be affected. Fortunately, his speed was fast amazing.

When Zhao Lizheng saw the movement trajectory of the white-clothed swordsman, his heart shuddered. This set of movement skills is so mysterious that it can cross space. No wonder this white-clothed swordsman is so rampant.

Zhao Lizheng's figure flashed rapidly.

The figure of the swordsman in white was gliding in the air, and he saw Zhao Lizheng's figure, his eyes full of ferocious color.

"Little bastard, you go to die!"

The white-clothed swordsman yelled and disappeared suddenly.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Zhao Lizheng.

The sword energy in his hand was vertical and horizontal, and a powerful attraction burst out, covering Zhao Lizheng.

Zhao Lizheng's speed was extremely fast, and he avoided the sword energy in an instant, but.However, he still felt the terrifying suction power contained in that sword qi. If he continued to touch it, he might fall into the absorption range of the sword qi, which made him feel a chill coming from his back. With a shudder in his heart, the movement of this white-clothed swordsman was more mysterious than he had imagined, and he couldn't even predict where he would appear in the next moment.

Zhao Lizheng disappeared in place again, and he appeared on the other side.

However, at this moment, he felt another suction force, and still locked himself.

Zhao Lizheng's speed skyrocketed again.

He flashed quickly in the void, and in the process, he avoided the absorption of the sword energy again and again.

This made him feel a sense of oppression, and he was secretly shocked. How did this swordsman in white do it?
His body, as if he had spirituality, could flash quickly in the void and avoid all attacks.

The swordsman in white saw Zhao Lizheng's figure disappear in front of him, he was secretly shocked, and he understood it in his heart.If he continued like this, he would definitely suffer a loss, and he had an idea when he changed his mind.

A majestic aura suddenly erupted from his body, and at the moment when this aura erupted, phantom figures appeared on his body one by one. Powerful breaths escaped.

"This is."

Zhao Lizheng looked at the phantom figures that appeared in the void, felt the terrifying aura of these figures, and couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that the swordsman in white could summon so many phantom figures.

As soon as he moved his body again, he wanted to avoid these phantom figures.

However, the phantom figure was extremely fast and caught up to Zhao Lizheng almost instantly.

Zhao Lizheng dodged again, but this time, that illusory figure directly blocked his way forward, and he could no longer move forward half a step.

"Death!" the white-clothed swordsman whispered.

A huge absorbing force erupted, and Zhao Lizheng's figure disappeared into the void again.

This time, the swordsman in white locked onto Zhao Lizheng again, his body also gave a sudden stop, and then disappeared again.

Zhao Lizheng reappeared, his face became extremely solemn.

This figure was so powerful that he couldn't find out the position of the white-clothed swordsman. This was simply too weird. He didn't know if this was the real white-clothed swordsman.

Zhao Lizheng was thinking in his heart, but suddenly a sense of danger arose in his heart, he quickly backed away, but just as he raised his footsteps, he suddenly felt empty under his feet, and the next moment, he fell straight down, fell Suddenly, his mind was in a trance, as if he saw a huge void, and under the void, there was a huge black whirlpool, where there was a terrible suction that swallowed everything, and his whole body was attracted by this whirlpool, The rate of descent is very fast.

Zhao Lizheng was horrified, the horror of this figure was far beyond his imagination.

(End of this chapter)