Chapter 49 Tearing Wind

Silently, such a large square has become potholes, and bottomless black holes can be seen everywhere, with hundreds of feet and thousands of feet of whip marks, which looks very terrible.

"Cough..."

With a violent cough, this dead silence was finally broken, and the two figures slowly got up from the ground, ragged and gray.

But one of them's face is obviously not good. He is carrying three swords, which is extraordinary. At this time, although he is embarrassed, he is still heroic and his back is straight, just like a general who has experienced a hundred battles. The reason why he looks bad is willing to be because of Lu Chong.

Lu Chong was more embarrassed than him at this time, but there was still an inexplicable temperament. The emperor fell into the mortal world and was still the emperor of heaven, and the breath of the emperor in his bones could not be extinguished. Lu Chong was like this at this time. Although he was embarrassed, he was still like the supreme emperor of heaven, and his eyebrows were domineering.

At this time, there was a strange atmosphere, just like the emperor and his generals going on an expedition. Jianfan couldn't stand this atmosphere. Before he opened his mouth, Lu Chong laughed happily.

"Brother Jian's swordsmanship is really fierce, and it is indeed an extraordinary sword, hahahaha!"

The sword's extraordinary face was even worse, and he said coldly, "Your talent is also outstanding. Although it is not as good as one ten thousandth of the emperor of heaven, you have done enough momentum."

Of course, Lu Chong heard the sarcasm in that word. He had no strength and had to pretend to be above everything. Lu Chong ignored it and laughed:

"Brother Jian, why don't you come to my heavenly court, and you can be the first general in my heavenly court to kill demons."

The sword snorted coldly and said:

"Kid, don't want him to be proud. Our battle is not over yet. If you die, there will be no heavenly court."

The sword was extraordinary and smiled grimly. Lu Chong saw this and his face became solemn. He had already felt the expansion of spiritual power in the sword's extraordinary body.

"Gangyuan Sword Array!"

The sword waved his hands, and the black and white swords behind him came out of the sheath at the same time, turning into a shadow of a sword all over the sky, illusory, and attacked and killed.

Lu Chong snorted coldly, waved his hands, and countless wind whips also appeared again, laughing:

"If it goes on like this, it will only hurt both sides. Although your spiritual power is stronger and deeper than mine, my reply speed is faster. You can't beat me, and..."

Lu Chong said, shouted deeply, turned into a shadow, and rushed up. The sword extraordinary took back the black and white swords around his body. Lu Chong came to the sword extraordinary in a blink of an eye, waved his fists, and hit the loud impact sound.

There was a faint crack on the black and white sword. The sword roared, and the spiritual power was released, and Lu Chong was shaken away.

The sword stared coldly at Lu Chong. With one finger, the black and white sword returned to the scabbard. Then, his eyes closed tightly and pinched a seal. The sword behind it trembled violently.

Lu Chong was shocked, his face was solemn, and he also pinched a seal. Suddenly, the wind between heaven and earth raged.

As soon as Jian Fan's eyes opened, a hesitation flashed inside, and then it was erased in an instant and turned into a strong murderous intention.

The sword trembled more violently in the middle of its back. The sword looked at Lu Chong coldly and had no words, but the murderous intention became stronger and stronger. A dragon chant came, and the sword suddenly came out of its sheath for an inch, and a dazzling blood light suddenly emitted.

overwhelming!

The whole space was suddenly filled with thick blood. Lu Chong looked at the blood sword that only showed an inch in shock. His mind was in chaos. He wanted to kill to calm down, and he couldn't help roaring:

"Tear the wind!"

The wind roared, and the world was crazily raging, and even the thick blood seemed to be torn apart. Lu Chong snorted coldly, walked forward and grabbed it with his big hand.

The wind suddenly stagnated, and then it was torn apart. The wind around the extraordinary sword was also torn apart. The sword extraordinary was shocked, and a strange and fierce spiritual force killed it and muttered:

"The fur that has been realized by the power of the wind and the power of space is the descendant of Jinwu. Is that legend going to become true? No, he hasn't mastered the power of time yet, and the power of space is just the beginning. It's not that simple.

The sword is still thinking, and the sharp spiritual power has been killed.

"Hang!"

The automatic protector of the blood sword actually pulled out another inch. Finally, a strong sword spirit rushed out, and the technique of tearing the wind was torn at once. The sword was extraordinary and said, "Damn it!"

Lu Chong looked at the sword spirit in horror and couldn't move. This was caused by the murderous intention contained in the sword's intention. He suppressed it fiercely so that he could not move. Lu Chong roared, and the cash shadow floated behind him and looked up to the sky for a long time.

At this time, the world changed color, and a terrible pressure suddenly came. The whole space became silent. The blood sword emitted a trace of mourning and shrank back. The sword's extraordinary face turned pale and stared at Lu Chong and shouted:

"Our battle is not over yet. I will wait for you in the central world. At that time, I will kill you under the sword!"

After saying that, the three swords behind him trembled violently. In the extraordinary and painful eyes of the sword, the black and white swords suddenly came out of their sheath and then suddenly broke.

A mysterious door slowly appeared in this space, filled with purple gas. The sword was extraordinary, and the wounds all over his body healed, which shocked Lu Chong.

Jianfan finally stared back at Lu Chong, without hiding the murderous intention inside, and then turned into a streamer into the small door, which shook and slowly dissipated.

When it was about to disappear, the pressure finally came, and the wind and clouds were merging. A pillar of light turned into a spiritual force brazenly hit the small door that almost became a virtual shadow. A violent cough came from the door, which seemed to have been seriously injured.

Lu Chong was stunned by this series of changes and didn't know what to do, but the pressure slowly receded.

The voice that had been silent for a long time finally sounded again.

"Old slave, I have seen the young master."

In Lu Chong's strange eyes, a light and shadow slowly appeared, and then knelt in front of Lu Chong, very respectful.

Lu Chong asked, "Are you?"

The light and shadow stood up. At this time, Lu Chong found that the light and shadow face was old, but very tall. He only reached the waist of the light and shadow. The light and shadow said respectfully to Lu Chong:

"The old slave is transformed by a wisp of soul on the ladder, waiting for the arrival of the young master here."

Lu Chongqi said, "Why do you call me the young master?"

"You are the direct grandson of the Heavenly Emperor, and you should be called the young master. If the Heavenly Emperor learns that you have re- established the heavenly court again, he will be very happy, but it's a pity..."

When Lu Chong heard this, he shook his head and didn't say anything. The light and shadow paused and continued:

"Since the young master has come, I will teach you the secret method of Lord Lu to revive the divine power of the Jinwu family."

Lu Chong understood when he heard this. Lu suppressed, the tenth son of the Emperor of Heaven, his father, and the heavenly pride of the Jinwu clan, but he didn't know what kind of secret he had left for himself.

"What's your name?" Lu Chong suddenly asked.

"The old slave has no name and no surname, but Lord Lu gave me the name Xiaotian when he stripped me off the ladder. It's good for the young master to call me."

Lu Chong was speechless when he heard the words. Xiaotian looked at the old-fashioned dragon bell, and his long beard was almost up to his waist. Xiaotian was also able to call himself.

"That little... Xiaotian... cough, what did my father leave for you?" Lu Chong asked.

Xiao Tian said respectfully:

"The Emperor's Demon Secret!"