The Lord who use immortals as food

It's hard to tell whether the old man knew that the young man was watching from below, so he deliberately acted bravely and refused to take a step back.

Or maybe he was also a leader among the newly promoted Tianlou.

Anyway, he is in high spirits now.

When he had power, he didn't feel any different from ordinary people. Now he has returned to the top after being paralyzed for eighteen years. He has even reached an unprecedented level, leaping from the abyss to the top of the mountain. Only then has he fully realized this freedom. Cool.

Pei Ye drew his sword and threw it towards the sky. The old man hooked his finger and the sword floated into his hand.

The black cat stepped on his shoulder and shouted: "Don't fight him, just run to the city and meet the help of Shenjing!"

Yue Muzhou glanced at it: "I killed it, wouldn't it be the same?"

The old man stretched out two withered fingers and lightly traced the sword from beginning to end. Then he flicked his fingers and let out a contented sigh while listening to the long sword sound.

"Come to the tower to see the sword!"

The old man left a word, and in a blink of an eye he disappeared. When he stared again, he saw that he had become a small black spot on the top of the city, making a second connection with the Immortal Lord.

Pei Ye turned to look at the black cat on her shoulder and couldn't help laughing.

Black Cat glanced at him coldly: "Why are you laughing? We are indeed a family."

Pei Ye knew that he was mentioning the incident of forcibly helping Jing Ziwang. He didn't understand the matter, so he simply kept silent.

The black cat's green eyes looked towards the city and said coldly: "Let's go, then kill him."

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Fenghuai City Head.

Immortal Lord Jin Tong looked at the flying old man indifferently, all the strength in his body was mobilizing.

In fact, the encounter just now exceeded his expectations.

Not only did it exceed His estimate of their strength before the fight, but it also exceeded the future that He saw before His arrival.

In that future, such things should be unable to fight back.

The obstacles he faces should come from other sources, such as the sword, which has erased nearly half of his consciousness so far.

And this thing should not have "awakened" yet. It is only a possible threat and hidden danger. The time of its arrival should be enough to nip it in the cradle.

But why did it suddenly gain momentum?

Xianjun knew that there must be a problem somewhere, but now was not the time to solve the problem.

Now is the time to address stuff like this.

The Immortal Lord breathed slowly, and purple electricity was generated between the friction of the scales, wandering over the entire dragon body, and frost fire clinging to both arms, like a legendary general.

He took one step forward, and in front of him, the old man came with a sword.

This time both sides were really at full strength.

The frost and fire covered the sky in an instant, like a big curtain, covering the tiny black clothes inside.

Yue Muzhou drew his sword horizontally.

The sharp and condensed sword energy went straight towards the Immortal Lord, not caring about the frost and fire that were eyeing him.

This sword is extremely simple and simple, and its killing intent is dazzling.

If Ming Qitian saw it, he would probably be able to hold onto the hilt of the sword, but if Pei Ye saw it, he wouldn't be as surprised as when he saw Ming Qitian's sword that day.

Of course it is because there is a threshold for sword reading, but the bigger reason is because Ming Qitian and Yue Muzhou's swords are on two different paths.

Ming Qitian has practiced in the holy land of swordsmanship since she was a child. She grew up under the guidance of a generation of sword masters. From the beginning, she practiced the most peerless swordsmanship and learned the most exquisite sword principles.

She is already the top unparalleled swordsman, and she has cultivated it with the most magnificent achievements in the history of swordsmanship, thus becoming truly unparalleled in the world.

It is precisely because of this that the sword she made like a flying fairy that night left a deep mark on Pei Ye's heart, because that was the most beautiful form of the "sword".

Not so with Yue Muzhou.

Yue Muzhou entered the world of swordsmanship at the age of fourteen. His sword was made in life-and-death battles. He used a rough sword made by a blacksmith in a small village and learned inferior swordsmanship from anywhere. During those days, he would not think about what a "sword" was.

The sword is a tool for killing, and sword moves are the skills for killing.

It wasn't until countless sword draws piled up, and weapons like swords were in his hands like arms, that he naturally entered the level of "intention" and "reason".

It was not taught by others, but came from his own experience of wandering between life and death with the sword in the first half of his life.

Therefore, even after climbing to a higher level, his sword still has the color of blood that cannot be erased. What Ming Qitian said that night, "cold and deep suppression" and "asking the heart with blood", is exactly a first-class vision.

Therefore, Yue Muzhou's sword does not have a magical and noble temperament, let alone the magical skills that generations of people in the Qiyao Sword World have painstakingly studied. His sword is not heavy or elegant, but only infused with the ice and fire in his character. , and all created by his own talent.

At a glance, one would know that it was Yue Muzhou's sword!

The scales that had remained motionless before Ming Qitian's sword energy were shattered before this sword, and the Immortal Lord's body was almost cut in half.

The surrounding purple lightning frost fire surrounded the old man in an instant, and a fierce conflict broke out with the zhenqi around him, like two armies that heard the order to attack.

The cut body of the Immortal Lord was as soft as sand. He did not even condense back into a complete body. His upper body was still fighting Yue Muzhou, but the flesh and blood cut by the sword energy on his waist and abdomen directly condensed into a hard spear in a broken form. It was sharp and pierced towards the old man.

Yue Muzhou did not retract his sword at all. He stared into these majestic golden eyes and allowed a sharp sword to stab into his waist and abdomen. At the same time, he raised his sword and cut directly into his throat from his chest and abdomen.

Then the sword energy exploded, and he pressed the dragon body and fell to the foot of the mountain like a meteor. The bursting sword energy shattered the wood and stone in a radius of dozens of feet.

The dust flew up like a huge wave, and in an instant it was higher than the city wall. With such momentum, it seemed that what fell was not two bodies, but really a meteor.

There are still explosions in the dust, and the fierce fighting between the two bodies inside can be seen just by looking at the air waves rising into the sky.

This desperate fight lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and then several rapid thin lines were pulled out from the swelling dust mass, and some fragments rushed out. They gathered together and re-formed into the body of the Immortal Lord in the air.

But it seems a bit smaller.

The old man then slowly rose from the smoke. His injuries were much more obvious. Blood flowed from his chest and back, turning his black clothes into a wet color.

But the body is still upright.

The Immortal Lord has perfect fighting instincts, and he should be invincible in a fight.

But the two humans he met today had both brought him harm that couldn't be ignored.

Ming Qitian used the most profound achievements created by human cultivation civilization - "Sword Tao", Qiyao Sword World, and Zhanxin Liuli to hurt him in the game.

Yue Muzhou, on the other hand, was infinitely more animalistic, using only his sword and Qi as his minions, and fought with him in the purest and simplest manner.

Unexpectedly, he did not fall behind.