Chapter 477: Battle with the Heavenly Lord (4)
How fast can the wind be?
No one can answer this question with certainty.
But at the moment when Lu Yi rushed out of the pleasure boat at full speed with the Flying Bear Spear in hand, he was so fast that he became a streak of erratic light!
In his mind, the Wind Dao Fruit burst out with an unprecedented strong light. The Three-Eyed God-Man Diagram became clear and solid, like a real person floating in the boundless void. The wind dragon in his hand roared to the sky, and its size suddenly expanded a hundred times, turning into a long dragon that passed through the sky, winding and entwining, coiling all of Lu Yi's Dao Fruit Dharma images in the middle.
Countless green wind runes rippled out from Lu Yi's body surface and transformed into countless rays of light that sprayed in all directions.
Lu Yu's body, his entire body turned into a wisp of wind, blending into the air, into the void, into the spiritual inspiration of heaven and earth, and the rhythm of the Tao of this world.
The agility of the wind, the elegance of the wind, the variability of the wind... and ultimately, the speed of the wind.
Fast, extremely fast.
It was almost there, and even the skinny old man standing next to Hu Tianjun, a supreme killer of the photo studio who had reached the ultimate perfection state of Zhaoxukong, didn't even have time to blink.
There was a faint dark light on his body.
This is a close-fitting soft armor, with fine scales evenly attached to the soft armor, and each fine scale is condensed with countless dense defensive runes. This soft armor can withstand the full force of a half-step heavenly realm powerhouse!
The Flying Bear Spear roared, vibrated, and tore the void.
Lu Yi injected his surging magic power into the Flying Bear Spear. The entire spear burst out with a strong green light. Endless wind gushed out from the spear barrel. The strong wind whistled and shook the air, creating a corridor in front of Lu Yi that belonged to the wind... a corridor that belonged completely to the wind!
A green cold light several meters long spurted out from the tip of the spear, and the Feixiong Spear and Lu Yi merged into one, turning into wind and passing through the corridor.
'laugh'!
The green spear light hit the Adam's apple of the skinny old man. The faint dark light vibrated violently, and pieces of fine scales seemed to be burned by fire, constantly disintegrating, melting, and exploding into wisps of black smoke.
The spear edge was constantly being worn away inch by inch, and the impact force brought by each inch of the spear edge had the power of a full-strength attack from a Half-Step Heavenly Man Realm... It was just slightly lacking, just a little bit of the right timing.
Therefore, the soft armor was extremely strong and survived the continuous piercing of the spear, but most of the black scales attached to the soft armor were also consumed, and the entire soft armor had become dull and its defensive power was almost completely lost.
The several-foot-long green cold light was instantly consumed, and the tip of the Flying Bear Spear hit the skinny old man's throat heavily.
The enormous physical strength of Wan Duoxiang, driven by magic power, amplified the power dozens of times. Coupled with the terrifying high speed... everyone heard a dull roar like a thunderstorm, and the old man's soft armor exploded as a whole.
The Flying Bear Spear pierced through his body, and countless gusts of wind gushed out from the spear barrel. The skinny old man's thin body suddenly swelled up and then exploded into a ball of blood mist.
In the eyes of countless monks who were paying attention to the movements here from all directions, they only saw a ray of light spurting out from the pleasure boat and heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Before they could see clearly what was happening, a burly figure about sixteen feet tall appeared in front of Hu Tianjun, and the skinny old man who was so majestic just now was completely blown away.
High in the sky, the cold black light collapsed.
Strands of rich Tao rhyme transformed into visible black light rain that gushed out in all directions. These black light rains rolled up the vast spiritual inspiration of heaven and earth, and gusts of wind whistled and spread out in all directions.
A great man who was almost halfway to the Heavenly Man Realm fell, and the Dao Fruit he had cultivated for his entire life was shattered, coming from the heaven and earth, and returning to the heaven and earth. For a moment, the cold air rose within a hundred miles, and the murderous intent was fierce. Countless cultivators felt creepy, as if someone was standing behind them with a knife, staring at the back of their necks with ill intentions.
Without any sound, three black figures suddenly appeared beside Lu Yi, and countless faint cold rays silently rolled towards his body. There was no killing intent, no murderous aura, and the cold rays were like harmless spring rain, gently falling on Lu Yi's body.
Just when these cold rays were about to touch Lu Yi's body, Lu Yi moved again.
A turbulent wind blew up between heaven and earth, and countless visible and invisible, audible and silent winds were running around between heaven and earth. Lu Yi merged into the crisscrossing and unpredictable winds. The spear beams, with extremely sharp sounds of breaking through the air, tore through the air again and again.
The green spear light and the cold light collided with each other.
The cold light quickly dissipated, and a low humming sound was heard in the air.
Even though these supreme killers in the photo studio have reached such a realm of cultivation, many of them still maintain the habit of approaching the target silently, holding weapons, and lightly wiping the opponent's fatal parts.
They like the feeling of sneaking up to the target silently without alerting anyone, and mastering the life and death, honor and disgrace of the other party. When the sharp blade grazes the opponent's fatal vital points, feeling the process of the other party's body changing from warm to cold, from soft to stiff, from full of vitality to lifeless, they have an inexplicable pleasure.
Lu Yi's spear hit the little bit of cold light, and it was a real head-on collision between the Flying Bear Spear and the three supreme killers who suddenly attacked and killed. Lu Yi attacked with all his strength, and these killers from the photo studio had extremely strong magical powers to hide in plain sight, but their strength...
The gap between the physical strength of the studio killer and Lu Yi is obviously quite large.
A crescent knife, a serrated dagger, and a poisonous dagger, three exquisite killing weapons flew out of the hands, and the arms of the three killers were shattered bit by bit by the terrible force. The huge force surged, and the three limp arms exploded. Countless chaotic winds turned into whirlpools of various sizes and attacked the bodies, stirring the bodies of the three people into blood and flesh flying.
"retreat!"
The corners of Hu Tianjun's eyes twitched. He gave orders loudly, asking the three severely injured supreme killers to retreat immediately.
Those who could follow him to the Sword Washing Pool were definitely Hu Tianjun's true confidants. Losing one of them would make him feel inexplicably heartbroken. If more were lost, Hu Tianjun would vomit blood on the spot.
While ordering his subordinates to retreat, Hu Tianjun's sword flew out on its own. The next moment, countless pale sword lights lit up within a radius of 100 miles. The sword lights crisscrossed and swirled, like countless knife wheels, completely covering the space.
As mentioned earlier, when Hu Tianjun was a child, he served as a companion to the current headmaster of Jianmen, and he had practiced in Jianmen for quite a long time.
Hu Tianjun has extraordinary talent, otherwise he would not be able to sit on the throne of the studio owner.
Therefore, during the years of cultivation in Jianmen, Hu Tianjun actually learned the essence of Jianmen's swordsmanship and even condensed a sword heart fruit. And his sword heart fruit also added the secret killing secret of the shadow studio, and once the sword is out, there will be no mercy.
Hu Tianjun's sword is not only a sword of fatal killing, but also a sword of assassination.
The sky was filled with sword beams, but there was no sound, no killing intent... When the Sword Sect disciples drew their swords, the sword intent that soared into the sky did not leak out at all. All the sword beams were like phantoms, dancing silently in the void.
There was almost no gap between the sword beams.
Sword beams filled the sky, and countless extremely fine sword lights enveloped the void in an instant. In the pleasure boat, Bai He, Mo Yun, and Wu Tong Sou had brilliant sword lights emitting from their bodies. The three-colored sword lights surged out like raging flames, instantly covering the entire pleasure boat.
The sword light released by Hu Tianjun silently collided with the three-color sword light, and suddenly an extremely tragic sword sound rang out between heaven and earth. In the painting boat, the bodies of the three Jianmen elders shook at the same time, and blood spurted out of their mouths, nostrils, or eyes uncontrollably.
Hu Tianjun shook his body slightly and stared at the pleasure boat nonchalantly.
Three Sword Gate elders who are at the half-step Heavenly Man realm!
Damn thing!
Hu Tianjun glared at Hu Ping fiercely - he had three Jianmen elders serving him, and he could also easily take out the supreme treasure like the Supreme Immortal Edict... This damn beast, who on earth did he provoke?
It has been many years since he last met the current head of Jianmen, but the intelligence channels of the photo studio are very well-informed. Hu Tianjun naturally knows that Jianmen has a new young master who is arrogant and domineering, and his style of doing things is almost the same as Hu Ping!
That young master is in the pleasure boat?
However, even after exhausting his brains, Hu Tianjun still couldn't figure out why such a treasure as the Supreme Immortal Edict was in the hands of the young master of Jianmen? It didn't make sense, it didn't make sense at all. The head of Jianmen, with so many elders, were they all dead?
The dense sword light covered everything, but failed to cover Lu Yi.
Under the cover of the sky full of sword beams, Lu Yi and the Flying Bear Spear turned into a very thin stream of wind, lightly shuttling through the gaps between the sword beams.
There was almost no gap between these sword beams, but it was only "almost".
As long as there are gaps, the flow of wind cannot be blocked.
The speed of wind is always very fast.
Lu Yi turned into a stream of wind, passed through countless sword beams, came straight in front of Hu Tianjun, and then stabbed him with a spear.
This shot was faster than the one that killed the skinny old man just now.
Lu Yi used up all his strength and gave Hu Tianjun a clean and powerful blow.
Hu Tianjun narrowed his eyes and waved his sleeves. A dark light surged in front of him, blocking the tip of the spear. The Flying Bear Spear fiercely pierced into the dark light, and the light curtain shook violently. Hu Tianjun's body suddenly shook, and he took a step back in shock.
"Young Master, your father and I are old acquaintances, and we have a deep bond." Hu Tianjun shouted sternly, "Young Master, please give the order to let this fellow Taoist retreat. When traveling in the martial arts world, peace is the most important thing!"
Hu Tianjun is trying his best to resolve this trouble.
The photo studio is not willing to have a conflict with Jianmen!
This is not something that can be decided by the will of Hu Tianjun, the owner of a single building. This is the will of the photo studio, the entire photo studio... and Jianmen obviously does not want to be at odds with the photo studio. Doing so will not benefit anyone.
Hu Tianjun thought that everyone could sit down and have a good talk, apologize or something, that's all fine!
Hu Ping jumped up again: "Dad, Dad, we can't let them go so easily! You are the owner of the photo studio, who are you afraid of? Come on, kill them, kill all the men on the opposite side, and I want to kill that girl in men's clothes alive!"
