The outskirts of the ancient world.

The black fog was very patient and waited by the side.

to be honest.

Lu Hen Ge was very surprising.

He was actually able to hold out for such a long time under the hands of the White-bearded Venerable. Although he could only passively defend himself and had no chance to fight back, it was already a very difficult thing for him to withstand the attacks of the White-bearded Venerable.

The battlefield on the other side was equally shocking.

The three ancestors joined forces but were unable to capture the Human Emperor Sword in a short period of time.

You know.

The Human Emperor Sword is just a sword.

"This kid is really not simple."

Black Mist thought to himself.

But on the other hand.

Maybe it’s because these three ancestors are too rubbish, so it’s impossible to achieve a quick victory.

"It seems that the group of people are not going to help this kid." The black fog has been waiting for such a long time, the people in the ancient world must have noticed it a long time ago. If they wanted to come, they would have come a long time ago. There is no need to come at such a late time.

Hei Wu felt a lot more relaxed.

Just Lu Hen Ge.

No matter how tenacious you are, you will eventually be defeated.

Right at this moment.

The other three ancestors said, "Why don't you come and help?"

The three ancestors were ashamed. They were dragged down by a sword for such a long time and could not get it down. It was really embarrassing.

But they were helpless.

The Human Emperor Sword has been with Lu Hen Ge for such a long time that he has learned some of Lu Hen Ge's cleverness. If he can't defeat him head-on, he will use a roundabout approach.

He chopped with a sword, ran away, came back and stabbed again, and ran away again.

Lu Hen Ge gave half of the power of the World Tree in his body to the Human Emperor Sword, giving the Human Emperor Sword the opportunity to be clever.

Hearing this.

A sneer flashed in Heimu's eyes: "What a bunch of trash."

The three ancestors couldn't even pick up a weapon, so they might as well just find something tofu to kill themselves.

but.

Black Mist didn't say much.

Since the mysterious beings in the ancient world have no intention of taking action, he doesn't need to worry about them.

Next second.

The endless and terrifying black fog enveloped the Human Emperor Sword that was trying to bypass it, and continuously corroded the sword's energy.

Just a few breaths.

The Human Emperor Sword became worn out.

The Human Emperor Sword now looks even more dilapidated than when Lu Hen Ge first obtained it from the Sword Tomb of the Three Thousand Dao Sect.

If the Human Emperor Sword in the Sword Tomb looked like a piece of scrap iron, then the Human Emperor Sword now is just scrap iron slag.

Lu Hen Ge and the Human Emperor Sword were in tune with each other, so he was the first to sense the danger to the Human Emperor Sword: "We must call the Human Emperor Sword back."

If this continues.

The Human Emperor Sword is useless.

Lu Hen Ge's eyes turned fierce, and he simply didn't defend against the next attack from the White-bearded Reverend.

Phew!

A sharp claw pierced through Lu Hen Ge's body, tearing out the blood mist.

Lu Hen Ge suddenly let go of his defense, which made the White-bearded Venerable a little stunned. Then, a stick wind broke through the air and attacked the White-bearded Venerable's head.

"court death!"

The White-bearded Venerable thought that Lu Hen Ge was going to fight to the death, so he raised his other hand and grabbed the golden cudgel.

Suddenly.

An aura of an ancient ferocious beast emanated from the golden cudgel.

A moment.

Venerable Whitebeard was shocked.

The breath of a top-level ferocious beast!

In just that moment of distraction, Lu Hen Ge's golden cudgel hit him on the head, smashing and exploding the head of the White-bearded Venerable.

Lu Hen Ge majored in swordsmanship and minored in physical training.

As for other avenues, although they can be regarded as auxiliary cultivation, they are definitely not as good as physical cultivation.

Lu Hen Ge's blood and energy were much more terrifying than Venerable Whitebeard had imagined.

Seeing this.

Lu Hen Ge was also stunned for a moment.

Good job!

Could this stick of mine actually smash the ancestor's body?

Then why didn’t the previous attack on the Nine-Headed Venerable have any effect?

Same.

Venerable Whitebeard was also dumbfounded.

He is the ancestor!

How could Lu Hen Ge, who wasn't even half a step into the Ancestral Realm, smash his body to pieces with just one stick?

After all.

It was the Nine-Headed Venerable who deceived everyone.

Lu Hen Ge used all his strength to hit them with the stick, and these ancestors whose strength had declined were really unable to bear it.

Lu Hen Ge instantly recovered from his shock, drew back his golden cudgel, rushed into the black fog, and took back the Human Emperor Sword.

The sword spirit of the Human Emperor Sword wailed.

According to this situation.

It is estimated that it will take a long time to recover.

Lu Hen Ge was filled with heartache.

He knew that the Human Emperor Sword would be damaged. After all, facing the siege of the three ancestors, it was impossible to escape unscathed.

But Lu Hen Ge did not expect that the Human Emperor Sword would be so badly damaged.

Lu Hen Ge looked at the black fog, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Seeing this.

The black fog didn't matter at all.

The murderous intention of an ant posed no threat to him at all.

"Let's go together!"

“End it soon!”

The other three ancestors had some complaints about the black fog, but now was not the time to worry about them.

Black Mist sneered, "You guys go if you want to go, I'm not going. Venerable Whitebeard just said that if anyone dares to interfere, he will kill them first, and then kill Lu Hen Ge."

Hearing this.

The other three ancestors looked at each other.

For a while.

Everyone stopped where they were.

The other side.

The White-bearded Venerable, whose head was smashed by Lu Hen Ge's stick, recovered his head in just one breath.

He was a little dazed by the blow.

The key is.

The aura of the ferocious beast in the golden cudgel is too terrifying, and there is always the illusion that Sun Wukong is staring at him.

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