Chapter 728 Your Opponent Is Me

There is nothing wrong with swordsmanship using fists.

One word of Tao can lead to all things. After understanding the rhyme of Tao, one's magical powers will no longer be limited to one.

Often, there is no difference between using a sword and using a fist.

What the tombkeeper is curious about is that Lu Bei possesses the world's first-class swordsmanship and is undoubtedly a top swordsman at the level of a master of swordsmanship. Such a person is extremely skilled in swordsmanship. If there is no sword in his hand, his strength will be reduced by 30%.

Even a sword can't break it, let alone a pair of fists.

The so-called fist fight is a bit exaggerated.

Clang————

Lu Bei looked at no one and walked slowly in the void with an indifferent expression.

The sword light air flow bloomed, and white lotuses swayed under his feet.

The steps seem slow but are actually fast. Every step he takes is like using the method of moving and moving. The shadows flicker and are difficult to catch with the naked eye.

Only the sword intent was surging and becoming more solemn step by step. When he came to the tomb guard, the boiling sword intent was difficult to suppress and reached the peak that it could currently reach.

The horizontally pressing fist edge is like a sharp sword unsheathed, the light is dazzling, dazzling, and the sword edge is incomparable.

"Hey, this..."

The tombkeeper looked sideways, not knowing how to describe this sword, or rather this punch.

Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, and for the first time, the golden eyes under the mask showed a gleam of surprise.

The sword light disappeared so quickly that he could no longer see it.

not good!

The sword edge was approaching, and the alarm bells in the gravekeeper's mind rang loudly. Without thinking much, he pushed his hands on his chest and struck directly at the source of the crisis.

boom! ! !

The beam of light burst out and rushed to the end of the void.

The moment the tombkeeper raised his hand, severe pain hit his limbs and bones, and his internal organs were overturned, almost incomprehensible as they evaporated.

He flew out upside down and flew for an unknown distance before he could stop.

The painted face mask crackled and cracked, and the pale golden eyes were full of solemnity.

The gravekeeper patted the burning fist mark on his chest: "Yes, this blow is enough to hurt me, but what about you, how many times can your body carry the sword's intention?"

He had never heard of such a powerful sword intent before. While wondering where the Jiang family had brought the reinforcements from, he concluded that Lu Bei's body could not bear it.

After all, people have their limits.

The white light breaks through, dispelling the dense darkness.

The tombkeeper's eyes dance with golden light, his breathing rhythms, and he uses his bloodline magical power to strengthen his own perception and infinitely slow down the flow of time around him.

At this moment, he was faster than Lu Bei.

boom! ! !

The black figure flew out upside down, the mask was bathed in the sword light and shattered into powder.

The tombkeeper raised his hand and touched the sword wound on his cheek, with a hint of disbelief in his solemn eyes.

He obviously saw it, why was he still a step slow?

Lu Bei stopped and took in the dignity of the tomb guard. He had a wide mouth, a lion's nose, a wide face and big ears, with wild hair and shawl hanging down. Although it was not said to be extremely ugly, it was still beginning to take on a human form.

Lu Bei looked at the golden mane spread out on the gravekeeper's face and frowned, "Monster clan?"

Not only a demon clan, but also a demon king who has not transformed.

The Demon King of the Mahayana stage has not yet transformed after his ascension. You can imagine how powerful the bloodline of the opponent is. In Lu Bei's shallow common sense in the world of immortality, he only knows that Little Snake Sister, who has the bloodline of Soaring Snake, has the same potential.

The mask was knocked off, and the tomb guard simply stopped pretending. He let out a low roar, and his body crackled with fried beans, rising to three meters in height.

It has lion hair shawl, slender ears and erect ears. The humanoid beast has ferocious features, its bloody mouth spits out scorching steam, and its golden canine teeth are extremely eye-catching.

He shook his sore neck: "The demon clan is indeed a demon clan, but I have nothing to do with the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom. King Yan will not leave you such an obvious excuse... Forget it, it is useless to say more, anyway, you are already Dying people.”

He pushed out his arms, and the muscular arms flashed with pale golden light, as indestructible as the Buddhist golden body.

The edge of the fist tore through the turbulent flow of the void, with a domineering force that spanned several miles and struck Lu Bei's chest in an instant.

Afterimage erasure.

Lu Bei transformed into golden light and arrived behind the tombkeeper. He swung one arm and raised three fingers together, using the three techniques of suffering and underworld to penetrate the strange power of the lunar, sun and vibration characters.

The fingertips touch the golden light, and the light and shadow are faint and undetectable.

The attack failed to break the defense, so Lu Bei was so shocked that he ran away, avoiding the three-meter-long beast's counterattack bear hug.

What kind of monster is it? The physical body is so powerful. Even if it is a monster, it is a bit outrageous.

Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, and two golden flames danced in the white eyes. In his sight, the tomb guard was a human-shaped golden flame, full of explosive and destructive power like a volcano.

But he really couldn't tell what species it was.

Just when Lu Bei guessed that the tombkeeper was following, the latter raised one hand, flicked his five fingers, and his sharp claws erupted with a harsh sonic boom. The golden blade cut through the darkness, stretching down like a sword venting for thousands of miles.

Five rays of golden light were chopped, one of which went straight to the direction of Lu Bei.

The golden sword energy opened the majestic curtain, and the remaining light distorted the void and burned into an extremely hot sea of ​​fire.

Lubei is far away, but you can still feel the heat wave coming towards you.

He had seen this flame before...

twice.

The first time I met my cousin, the Zombie King used the same type of corpse fire. The second time was Ji Han, who used golden corpse poison fire to protect his body.

"That's it, it's a zombie, not a monster."

Lu Bei curled his lips. In these Mahayana periods, there was not a word of truth in his mouth, and every fart smelled like conspiracy.

A zombie is just a zombie, and he actually pretends to be a monster. He is really not afraid of causing trouble to King Yan and attracting people from the Holy Land of the Human Race to chase him.

Oh, Emperor Ji has long been dissatisfied with King Yan, and has always supported the Jiang family royal family.

That's no problem.

"Hide, hide, where's the third punch? Can't your physical body support it?"

The tombkeeper was bathed in golden flames and raised the roaring shadow of the mythical beast with his hands. Lu Bei's sharp eyes could see the afterimage of a unicorn in the hazy shadow.

The body of the demon clan then turned into a zombie?

Lu Bei was confused. His thoughts, which he had finally sorted out, immediately became confused. He knew that he lacked common sense, so he simply stopped thinking about it. At the invitation of the tombkeeper, he turned into an afterimage and rushed into the sea of ​​fire, with fist marks hitting his ferocious face. .

"Come on..."

Bang! ! !

Some gaps cannot be changed by hard words. Slowness is just slowness, and the truth will not be distorted by personal subjective will.

The zombie gravekeeper screamed and took the third punch, begging for a punch, and he actually caught it with his face.

Lu Bei's figure flashed, and at the moment he flew out upside down, he was in the shadow, his hands were pointed together into swords, and he used the Chang Chong and Yuan Ran Dao Yun as the front to cut through the indestructible zombie flesh.

Then he slapped his palms out, and the four forces of Taiyin, Sun, Thunder, and Storm came in one after another.

The lunar yin and the sun are twisting, the yin and yang are swimming in momentum, all things are carrying the yin and embracing the yang, the thunder is stirring, the storm is in chaos.

Lu Bei modified a new ultimate move, based on Taoist rhyme, using the method of the wheel seal of life and death to create yin and yang, control life and death, and deprive the tomb keeper of his spiritual body.

Then……

The soul was not found.

“Jiejiejie————”

The tombkeeper turned around ferociously, and used his five fingers to shoot out sharp claws, tearing them down from his chest.

Golden light flashed, and the two looked at each other silently, one was dumbfounded, and the other was full of horror.

The tombkeeper looked at the five white marks on Lu Bei's chest in surprise, and then looked at his paws, speechless for a long time.

He has traveled all over the world and has never seen anything like this...

Sword cultivator?

Physical training?

I really haven’t seen it before.

It can’t be a demon clan!

It's hard to tell, but the move just now is very similar to the Tiangang fighting method passed down from generation to generation by the demon clan. Even if it is not a demon clan, it has a lot to do with the demon clan.

Lu Bei was surprised that the tombkeeper was a complete zombie. Unlike the Zombie King and Ji Han, the former borrowed his body to resurrect his soul, while the latter refined his body into a corpse and had souls in his body.

If I have to give a similar example, it can only be the corpse of the Earth Immortal in Shui Zeyuan's grave.

King Yan actually has such a strong man under his command, so he picked the wrong opponent!

There are such powerful people under the royal family, no wonder they dare to challenge me!

One person and one corpse are afraid of each other. They are facing each other on the same spot. If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

At this moment, two afterimages arrived, one chasing and the other escaping.

Jiang Biehe had a gray face and a tattered folding fan in his hand. He was defeated by Qiu Yuan's Dian Cang Seal and the secret method of the Six Heavenly Demon King. He was chased to the sky with nowhere to go. He found out where fellow Taoist 'Tian Mingzi' was and hurriedly came to ask for help.

When I saw the two of them confronting each other, they only looked concave and did not show any strength, I was immediately envious.

"Fellow Taoist, leave this monster to me to deal with. You need to rest first."

Jiang Biehe arrived at Lu Bei's side, spread out the broken paper fan, and scratched a line of text: "The dog thief from Qintian Prison said a lot of bad things about the Wuliang Sword Sect in front of me. I couldn't bear it anymore and brought him to you."

Lu Bei: (_)

Senior Sister Shao worked hard for spreading rumors!

Work harder. In the next two days, all the old Zhu family who have been eating to gain weight will know.

"Fellow Taoist, please speak. I traveled thousands of miles to bring you the dog thief." Jiang Biehe urged, fearing that Lu Bei would disagree.

"This man is very strong. He will not die even if I take several sword strikes."

"It doesn't matter, I just like to challenge the strong. I won't be happy if I'm not strong!"

"..."

At this point, what else could Lu Bei say? His body transformed into golden light, flickering and disappearing into the distance.

The moment he stepped on it, he arrived in front of Qiu Yuan. The latter connected his hands, using his fists, palms, and fingers together, and blasted out the Cang Cang Seal to point out the common people.

Snapped!

A big hand clasped his face, Qiu Yuan's world was spinning, and he was taken away far away.

"Sword cultivator, please leave————"

The tombkeeper roared into the void, and the thunder flashed and shook the sound.

"Fellow Taoist, your opponent is me." Jiang Biehe raised his finger, and the golden light formed a bridge, blocking the path of the tomb guard.

The tomb guard froze, turned around with no expression on his face, his pale golden eyes were cold and calm, and he only wrote two words - Who do you think you are, worthy of being my opponent?

"Jiang is not talented, and I am willing to learn from you." Jiang Biehe unfolded his folding fan and stirred up the breeze, blowing his long hair that was as scattered as grass on the grave.

"..."

The gravekeeper's face was gloomy. He had never received such an insult in the Western Youyao Realm. His five fingers shot out and his sharp claws struck down.

…

"Ahem..."

Qiu Yuan's mouth was bleeding, the sword marks on his chest could be seen in his internal organs, his hands were bloody, and his ten fingers were even more shapeless.

He used his fists, palms, and fingers to hit some Cang Seals, but he failed to break the defense and even broke his own hands.

Lu Bei was still in the state of fighting the zombie gravekeeper, with all his energy and energy reaching the peak, and he went all out without holding back any effort.

As a sword cultivator, the best proof is that he abandons his sword and doesn't use it.

He doubted that Qiu Yuan was weak and even inferior to Yan Xiaoshuang. At the same time, he raised his hand and patted the dust on his chest, and said indifferently: "Qin Tianjian clicked on Cang Yin, so powerful..."

"But that's about it."