Martial Artists in the Comics World

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The stones that rolled out quickly condensed into blue figures.

"Coming to the eighth level at the cosmic level, you are very good!" The man in blue said calmly: "Let's take action."

Luo Hua didn't hesitate and flew over with one step.

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At the same time, phantom bodies burst out one after another.

The sun sets over the long river!

The bright moon shines among the pines!

The two artistic conceptions were displayed one after another, and the essential blend of the two original laws of time and space was fully displayed by Luo Hua at this moment.

However, the blue-clad gatekeepers on the eighth floor were much stronger than those on the seventh floor, and were not affected at all.

The power of Luo Hua's sword changed, and the sad and beautiful artistic conception of a blooming and withering lotus burst out.

The man in blue's eyes only flashed with confusion for a moment, and he came to his senses.

Bang.

The generous and simple sword withstood Luo Hua's fatal blow.

"Sure enough, the third level of artistic conception cannot break through to the eighth level!" Luo Hua murmured, and his movements suddenly slowed down.

When the man in blue saw Luo Hua slow down his attack, he thought Luo Hua was giving up. However, just as he was about to counterattack, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

A century-old tree appeared in front of him. The leaves of the old tree were withered and yellow, and they were falling off piece by piece. The old tree was surrounded by layers of withered, yellow and rotten leaves. This scene couldn't help but make him I feel the ruthlessness of the years, just like these leaves, as the years go by, one day they will turn yellow and fall.

The man in blue stared blankly at the century-old tree and its withered yellow leaves.

Even when these withered yellow leaves finally turned into blades of light, he didn't want to break free.

"Twilight, hope, poignancy, you have blocked all three artistic conceptions, but in the end you still can't block the sword of time!" Looking at the fallen ancient sword, Luo Hua shook his head gently. He understood what he had learned in the past five years. The artistic conception of the years is very confident. After all, no matter how magnificent you are, you will never be able to withstand the passage of time.

With a sigh, Luo Hua walked to the end and soared into the sky to reach the ninth floor of Tongtian Bridge. Then he turned into a stream of light and quickly flew to the end of the ninth floor.

Just like the seventh and eighth floors, the ninth floor is also filled with people in blue.

"There are only a few people who have come to the cosmic level to break through the ninth level in hundreds of millions of years. If you can get through, congratulations, you are invincible at the cosmic level!" The man in blue said in a calm voice, "I really hope you can I can make it through!”

"Thank you!" Luo Hua knew very well that the ninth level represented the highest level of law that the human universe could achieve, and it was the benchmark set by the Virtual Universe Company.

The man in blue looked at Luo Hua and said calmly: "Let's take action."

Luo Hua took a deep breath. This ninth level was the one he was least sure of passing. After all, he had only realized four artistic conceptions so far.

"This is my strongest attack, take it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Luo Hua quickly rushed towards the man in blue, and at the same time nearly ten thousand phantom bodies burst out. They were all solidified and quickly formed a prison, tightly surrounding the man in blue.

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Nearly ten thousand phantoms drew their swords at the same time, and the light of the swords gathered together and slashed straight down.

The attack, which contains the two original laws of space and time, is instantly released through the light of the sword.

In an instant, a century-old tree appeared in the eyes of the man in blue, and the withered yellow leaves fell off piece by piece. The ruthlessness of time was reflected at this moment.

The man in blue's eyes were confused for a moment, but when the blades of light condensed from the leaves were about to drown it, he came to his senses.

Puff puff.

The man in blue raised his knife to the crossbar the moment he regained consciousness.

The phantom bodies around Luo Hua were shattered one by one.

Bang.

The sky-splitting knife struck hard at the man in blue's simple long knife.

"If you can understand this combination of attacks at the cosmic level, you have a bright future!" The man in blue's tone was full of admiration, but then he changed his tone and said, "But if you want to pass, you are still close!"

As the voice fell, the man in blue shook his backhand, and attacks from the law of time and space came towards Luo Hua like Mount Tai.

At this moment, Luo Hua could only see the simple long knife of the man in blue. This knife was like a vast star, making people unable to resist at all.

"Wake me up!!" Luo Hua, who has thoroughly studied the mysteries of the thirty-two kinds of time, at this moment, subconsciously understood that this was the attacking intention of the man in blue, and he roared loudly.

boom!

After Luo Hua woke up, he saw that the man in blue had slashed at him with his knife, and he quickly raised his knife to fight back.

The two knives collided together instantly.

The nature of the laws of time and space are also colliding, and lines are transformed into threads, spreading around like air waves.

At this moment, even the meteorites at the end were stagnant.

puff!

The force as heavy as a mountain sent Luo Hua flying backwards and hit the bridge hard. Luo Hua couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and vomited it out.

"The artistic conception attached to its sword is so real, how is this possible?!" Luo Hua's eyes were shocked. He studied the first three swords of "Snow Flame" thoroughly, and naturally understood that the essence of the artistic conception is actually a combination attack of time and space. , like a fantasy, it is impossible to truly manifest it.

However, the man in blue's sword was extremely heavy, as if a mountain of earth was pressing down on him.

Puffy!

Luo Hua and the man in blue have almost the same level of understanding of the law. Neither of them can do anything to the other, but every time they collide and attack, Luo Hua is shocked to the point of vomiting blood.

"I can't bear it a few more times!" Luo Hua looked at the man in blue, gritting his teeth while his mind was thinking frantically about the man in blue's attack.

"The four artistic conceptions of dusk, hope, poignancy, and time are different from each other. The artistic conception is a combination attack, and it only has an impact. It can't affect me, but why can it seriously hurt me?!"

While thinking, the man in blue attacked again.

Bang.

This time, Luo Hua was knocked down directly on the bridge, and his whole body was about to shatter and collapse.

"Can the artistic conception be truly reflected?" The severe pain made Luo Hua's mind clearer than ever before, and he couldn't help but think of this impossible question.

When he thought about this question, the first three pictures of the Cosmic Chaos Monument flashed through his mind. Snowflakes, blizzards, flames, and seas of fire. These patterns flashed through his mind one by one like a movie.

"Fire and snow, fire and snow, snow melts into fire, but it can also extinguish fire..." Luo Hua kept murmuring at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Haha, I understand, that's it. More than a dozen essences of time and space can be combined and attacked at will. Naturally, they can all be integrated together to form an attack!"

Luo Hua smiled as if he had realized something.

It sounds slow, but Luo Hua actually figured out all of this in an instant, and the man in blue's attack fell again.

Luo Hua did not block it again. He drew his knife and faced the man in blue directly.

The dense phantom bodies erupted again.

The bright sword light is like the long river at dusk, like the dark moonlight, like the withered lotus, and like the withered leaves of time.

The sword light kept changing, and finally condensed into a black and white lotus.

Half represents hope and half represents death.

The moment the black and white lotus appeared, a pair of eyes under the mask of the man in blue showed a smile.

Bang.

The sword light instantly drowned the man in blue.

The ninth floor of Tongtian Bridge, pass!

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This chapter is updated for Alliance Leader Feng Huo Linyue. After such a long delay, we can finally continue adding updates.

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