Chapter 4231 Reliable Opponent

Supreme City.

The top of the Hundred Saints Tower.

Lu Jingtong seemed thoughtful, "She's coming soon."

The old man beside him said calmly, "It's not bad to be able to break through the Wanxiang Immortal Catching Formation."

Lu Jingtong hesitated slightly, "Does Mr. Feng think she's not good enough?"

Feng Lao said with a trace of disdain, "If her sword heart is as strong as you said, then the sword intent she can exert should be much stronger than it is now. How could she be injured? It took so long to even break into the formation. , how can you say it is good? Her swordsmanship is far from enough, your requirements are too low."

"It's Mr. Feng that your demands are too high."

Lu Jingtong smiled faintly and his eyes fell on a figure in the distance.

Miao Yue, whose white clothes were stained with bloodstains, was walking step by step from the edge of the horizon.

The sword intent came out of her body and took shape. With every step she took, the sword intent grew higher. Under the light of the Hundred Saints Tower, her figure became taller and taller. It didn't take long for her to arrive in front of the Hundred Saints Tower. He stood still, stared at Lu Jingtong on the tower, and said calmly, "Lord Lu City, I'm here."

"Miao Yue, you're here, it's good."

Lu Jingtong said slowly, "I am not deliberately making things difficult for you. During the Hundred Saints Sacrifice Period, outsiders are not allowed to enter tomorrow. If you must come, you must pass through the Vientiane Immortal Catching Array. If you do it, just tell me if you have anything to do."

Miao Yue's eyes were firm, "I have two things."

Lu Jingtong nodded, "Go ahead."

Miao Yue looked up at the Hundred Saint Pagoda, "First, I want to fight you."

"Um?"

Lu Jingtong smiled slightly. It's not surprising. There are thousands of people in the world who want to fight with him. Therefore, there are countless people who come to the Supreme City. Only those who can come here are only twelve in the past ten thousand years. , and the only people who really fought against each other were two people.

Miao Yue was slightly nervous.

Lu Jingtong's smile actually gave her a sense of fear. Although it was very weak, it was real. This was something she had never experienced in these days.

Her sword heart was as stable as Mount Shu, and she would never be shaken by being a quasi-sage. But Lu Jingtong made her waver, and Lu Jingtong was obviously not a saint. If you feel it carefully, it doesn't feel like someone in the realm. The suppression is more like the original difference.

Very strange.

She composed herself and said in a deep voice, "It is Shushan's responsibility to hunt down the murderer. As a Shushan sword cultivator, I must give it a try when I come here. If I can defeat the city lord... I will try to take you back, so that You accept the verdict.”

As the words came out, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

"presumptuous!"

Hearing Miao Yue's announcement, Lu Jingtong still smiled, but Feng Lao beside him was a little impatient and scolded, "Do you know what you are talking about? Even if Master Taiwu came here himself, he would never dare to say You want to take the city lord back and let the city lord accept the judgment? How ridiculous!"

The words were so powerful that Miao Yue was speechless for a moment.

His mind tightened again. If Lu Jingtong was doubtful, this elder Feng was an out-and-out saint, at least equal to a saint.

Master Taiwu would occasionally have that kind of power, but it would never be so sharp, long-lasting and irresistible.

The rumors from the outside world are true, there really are saints in the Supreme City.

What Elder Feng said was not a lie. With the saint here, even Master Taiwu couldn't say anything about bringing Lu Jingtong to accept the verdict. But why did he say it just now? Realizing this, she was stunned again.

"Don't be angry, Mr. Feng."

Lu Jingtong turned his head and whispered, "Actually, it's not her impudence, but her sword heart."

"Well, her Kenshin is not her own?"

Feng Lao was a little confused and said slowly, "Is there any difference between what Jian Xin said and what I said?"

Lu Jingtong smiled and said, "She has it. Her sword heart is a little different from her nature. Maybe there is something wrong in her cultivation. I can feel it."

Mr. Feng disagreed and said in a deep voice, "Jing Tong, how do you know she didn't do it on purpose? Some sword cultivators will deliberately indulge their sword heart. They are cautious and stable, but their sword heart is arrogant. This is also a way to hone the sword. the way you want.”

Lu Jingtong said warmly, "I know, but there are no sword cultivators like this in Shushan. Mr. Feng, don't worry about this little thing."

"As you said, what else can I do?"

Feng Lao glanced at him with deep meaning, "It's up to you, but if outsiders know that you, the city lord, are so tolerant and don't even care about provocation in person, who will care about the name of the Supreme?"

"It doesn't matter whether you care or not."

Lu Jingtong shook his head, seeming a little helpless, and turned to Miao Yue and said, "Miao Yue, are you sure you want to fight me?"

"yes."

Miao Yue composed herself. She had said her words, and naturally it was impossible to take them back.

The instinct of a swordsman is to fight. As for investigation, it comes after the battle. Even if the second half of the sentence comes out of the blue, it will not change this.

"good."

Lu Jingtong nodded and walked down slowly.

As soon as it landed on the ground, its body immediately grew bigger and swelled in the wind. In less than half a breath, it was tens of thousands of feet high.

Most of the body is in the clouds, but it can be seen clearly, because the golden light illuminated by the majestic eyes reflects the entire world thoroughly. Under the golden light, the tall body really looks like a god, with most of the body covered The scales and armor, and the occasionally exposed muscles are strong and strong, with clear knots, like ancient pine trees in the mountains.

Miao Yue's Sword Intent Shadow was originally very tall, more than a hundred feet long, but compared with Lu Jing, it couldn't even be reached by his toes.

Miao Yue's heart tightened when she saw it. Different from the body she condensed with her sword, Lu Jingtong's body was completely real. It was as if a person had really grown to this extent. All the flesh, skin, bones and veins could be clearly felt, and the body was full. The power within it is also unparalleled, like waves that fluctuate and can burst out at any time. Although the body has expanded so many times, the strength is not worse than his own, and even worse.

"Lord Lu, it turns out you are a Zen practitioner?"

There is no practitioner with such a huge body in the world. Lu Jingtong should have used a rare great supernatural power in Zen to control the heaven and earth. The heaven and man are one, and can turn one or even several realms into the form of a diamond, with one punch and one kick. All must carry the power of the heavens and be invincible.

What a reliable opponent.

Along the way, I have fought against each other more than a hundred times, and this is the first time I have encountered such a strong person.

The fighting spirit radiated from Miao Yue, burning to the extreme in an instant, and a rare excitement overflowed from Jian's heart.

Yi Shuijian couldn't bear it anymore.

"No, let's fight."

Lu Jingtong roared angrily and punched out, the dark clouds pressed down like the sky was falling.

Not to be outdone, Miao Yue jumped up, and suddenly a hundred-foot-long sword appeared in her hand. The light and shadow were blurry, and she couldn't tell whether it was a phantom or a real thing. She could only see the vast sword intent, which was like a wave of waves. With a wave, it spurted out from the sword and instantly enveloped Lu Jingtong, who was ten thousand feet tall.

At the same time, many golden lights shone in the Hundred Saint Tower, like needles and threads, continuously surrounding the battlefield where the two were.

Feng Lao on the Hundred Saints Tower has disappeared and is sitting on a formation in the tower.

"Nosy, let you be nosy."

He seemed to be scolding something.

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