Chapter 107 Who can withstand the sword of Dao Twelve?(3/3)
"Quick, accurate and ruthless, I don't know how much better than I was before."
Lu Changsheng recalled that the instant killing technique he created was actually much worse than the assassin's assassination technique, the Nether Swordsman.
In such a situation, even the Thousand Cauldrons realm would definitely die.
What's more, Lu Changsheng is not a Thousand Cauldron Realm warrior.
"Lin! Soldiers!"
The next moment, Lu Changsheng let out a light drink.
"boom".
This sound, like the sound of a great bell, instantly echoed in the ears of the Dark Swordsman, Zhao Lun.
Yes, not only Nether Swordsman, but also Zhao Lun.
Lu Changsheng used the Nine-Character Mantra Secret Technique twice in succession to deal with Zhao Lun and the Nether Swordsman at the same time.
The dagger in the hand of the Dark Swordsman trembled slightly.
It was obvious that the Dark Swordsman wanted to struggle.
But, it's no use.
The Dark Swordsman seemed to "stop" all of a sudden.
He held the sword in his hand, but he could not go any further.
Zhao Lun was the same, his mind went blank, his spirit was shaken, his energy and blood were shaken, and he couldn't move at all.
With the two people's will, blood, and physical qualities, even the secret method of the nine-character mantra cannot be "fixed" for long.
Especially Zhao Lun, has artistic conception.
However, when Lu Changsheng used two artistic conceptions to suppress Zhao Lun, Zhao Lun's artistic conception was of little use.
The secret method of the Nine-Character Mantra does not require two people to be immobilized for a long time.
Even half a breath, even a moment is enough.
In the battle between masters, the victory or defeat is often decided in that moment!
"cut!"
The knife in Lu Changsheng's hand fiercely slashed out one strike at each side.
"laugh".
This time, the sword passed by without any surprises.
The Nether Swordsman's neck was cut off instantly, and his head rolled to the ground.
Zhao Lun also covered his neck tightly.
Although the head did not fall off, blood was splattered, and it was obvious that he would not survive.
"thump".
Both bodies fell to the ground.
died!
In the flash of lightning, many people didn't even see clearly and didn't understand what was going on. As a result, the battle was over.
But it was not Dao Twelve who died, but Zhao Lun and You Swordsman!
Lu Changsheng ignored the true face of the Dark Swordsman behind his mask.
No matter what he looked like, he was now a cold corpse.
Lu Changsheng took one step at a time, paused briefly next to Zhao Lun's body, but still shook his head and continued to move forward.
People in the arena involuntarily.
Regardless of age, senior or junior.
When you enter the arena, you will inevitably end up like this if you are not strong enough.
Lu Changsheng continued walking towards Shangyuan Dojo step by step.
Everyone who was caught by his gaze immediately stepped back, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Look at the two bodies on the ground.
Zhao Lun, the Dark Swordsman.
There was also Chen Lei who was carried away by the Heavy Sword Sect before.
Which one is not a famous person?
The results of it?
All dead!
Even You Swordsman and Zhao Lun joined forces invisibly, but they were both killed by Dao Twelve.
Who else dares to step forward and stop Dao Twelve?
"The mother vetch is right here."
"Who else wants it?"
"If you carry the knife in Dao's hand, the mother-of-pearl mine will be yours!"
Lu Changsheng stood with a sword in hand. There was not a drop of blood on the blade or clothes, but it made people feel as if he was filled with overwhelming terrifying murderous intent and domineering power.
At this moment, no one doubted Dao Twelve's words.
If you hold on to the sword of Dao Twelve, you can get the Mother Vein Ore.
Chapter completed!