Chapter 426 Demon cultivator?
After cursing "you bastard" again, Old Ghost Weng launched a killing move. Eleven sword shadows whizzed down at the same time, aiming directly at Lu Yun.
With this blow, Lu Yun will die!
Old Ghost Weng was filled with murderous intent.
Lu Yun's expression became more serious. Although he was absolutely confident, Old Ghost Weng's sword moves should not be underestimated.
The Yuling Sword stabbed straight out.
Different from the eleven sword shadows of Old Ghost Weng, Lu Yun only had one sword beam, but it was extremely huge and could completely cover the eleven sword shadows of Old Ghost Weng.
It depends on who is stronger and who is weaker.
"What a great sword! It seems like I have found a treasure today, haha!"
Only at this moment did Old Ghost Weng realize that the sword in Lu Yun's hand was actually a sword of extraordinary quality. His previous anger instantly turned into surprise.
This was definitely a pleasant surprise, even more surprising than snatching the Qing Emperor's Mysterious Fire Cauldron.
Stealing the Qing Emperor's Xuanhuo Ding was just to disgust the Danyang Sect, and it was of little practical use. However, the sword was different, it was a treasure that could truly enhance one's strength.
Old Ghost Weng even had a better idea. He didn't want the Qingdi Xuanhuo Ding anymore and gave it to Gongzi Yu. He only wanted the sword to avoid a life-and-death fight between the two sides.
I believe Gongzi Yu will also be happy to accept this result.
"Haha, I was wrong, kid. I shouldn't have called you a dog just now. I should have called you a money-spending boy. Hahaha——"
Old Ghost Weng was in a good mood, and seemed to be certain that the sword was in his pocket.
"Are you laughing at your mother?"
Lu Yun had a strange look on his face, and the Yuling Sword in his hand shook violently. The huge sword light suddenly became brighter, making the air buzz.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
……
Suddenly, the eleven whistling sword shadows shattered one after another and could not touch Lu Yun at all, but the sword light he slashed out was still as powerful as ever.
He slashed fiercely at Old Ghost Weng.
“Hahahahahaha——”
Old Ghost Weng was still immersed in his joyful laughter, when he suddenly saw his Ghost Sword Eleven being shattered one after another. His laughter stopped abruptly and his eyes suddenly widened.
"How can this be?"
Old Ghost Weng seemed to be petrified in an instant. He looked at the terrifying sword light that was madly coming towards him and for a moment he even forgot to dodge.
He was so shocked.
Ghost Sword Eleven is his strongest killer move, how could it be easily destroyed by Lu Yun?
"impossible!"
Old Ghost Weng roared wildly, unwilling to believe what was happening before his eyes.
"Old Ghost Weng, do you want to die? Get out of the way!"
At this moment, Gongzi Yu suddenly shouted coldly. His face was serious, his brows were deeply furrowed, and there was an expression of disbelief in his eyes.
Lu Yun's strength was beyond his expectations.
The same is true for Mu Ping.
She originally thought that after taking the forbidden elixir, she would definitely be able to kill Lu Yun, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.
Even Old Ghost Weng, who exerted his full strength, was no match for Lu Yun. Even if Mu Ping took a lot of pills, she would never be a match for Lu Yun.
Could this kid be the legendary son of destiny?
Mu Ping's heart was filled with turmoil.
He is surrounded by treasures, possesses heaven-defying skills, precious swords and tripods, and his own strength is so terrifying, how could he be just an unknown person?
The key is his age, he is only in his twenties!
Simply terrible!
boom!
After being reminded by Gongzi Yu, Old Ghost Weng finally came back to his senses. With a surge of energy, his figure instantly turned into a phantom and he retreated violently.
Leaving afterimages in the air.
Bang bang bang!
Wherever the sword light went, afterimages were shattered one after another. Old Ghost Weng broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. If he had been a step slower, it would not be his afterimage that was shattered.
"This kid is really not easy to mess with, Gongzi Yu, we..."
Old Ghost Weng retreated dozens of meters before he finally avoided the attack of the sword. He was about to call Gongzi Yu to deal with Lu Yun together, but suddenly his hair stood on end.
At this moment, he felt like there was a demon standing behind him.
Turn around sharply.
He found that Lu Yun had come behind him at some point.
Old Ghost Weng was horrified. Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard Lu Yun sneer and said, "Let's see how you can hide this time."
This time, Lu Yun did not use the Yuling Sword, but instead slapped Old Ghost Weng with one palm.
Old Ghost Weng instinctively raised his palm to meet the blow.
next second.
"what--"
Old Ghost Weng's eyes were filled with fear, his eyeballs bulged, and every pore in his body was shaking violently.
His true energy was dissipating madly.
To be more precise, it should be Lu Yun. His strange martial arts was madly devouring Old Ghost Weng's true energy.
"You...you, you are a demon cultivator?!"
Old Ghost Weng screamed in horror. He couldn't believe that the young man in front of him was actually an evil practitioner, the so-called demon cultivator.
just.
how can that be possible?
His true energy is ancient green, a pure color, how could he be a magic cultivator?
But if he wasn't a demon cultivator, how could he be so domineering as to devour the true energy of others?
Old Ghost Weng's mood at this moment was the same as that of the first cultivator Lu Yun met, the evil spirit leader. They were all so surprised, so shocked, and so confused.
This kind of doubt is destined to remain unanswered.
Old Ghost Weng's body shrank and he fell to the ground like a mummy.
What was devoured from him was not only his true Qi, but also his Qi and blood, which were the most essential parts.
"Demon cultivator!"
Seeing Old Ghost Weng die strangely, Gongzi Yu and Mu Ping cried out in surprise at the same time. Just like before Old Ghost Weng died, they subconsciously concluded that Lu Yun was a magic cultivator.
No wonder his skills are so strange.
Gongzi Yu's face changed a little, and he could no longer smile. He closed his folding fan and held it in his hand, clasped his hands and said, "Brother, I'm sorry for the offense. Goodbye!"
"You want to leave now?"
However, just as Gongzi Yu was about to leave, Lu Yun's domineering voice suddenly rang out, causing his steps to slightly freeze.