The bitter and salty taste in the wind took away the remaining blood.

The spiritual rain keeps falling.

In the rain.

The ancient sword in Lu Hen Ge's hand stabbed down diagonally, without a trace of blood on the blade.

But the inscription of the Great Dao on the sword was still flashing with residual light, which gradually faded away. In the eyes of everyone, the ancient sword turned back into a rusty iron sword.

certainly.

The ancient sword does not have to be a rusty sword.

only.

Lu Hen Ge was used to using the rusty ancient sword in his previous life, so he didn't plan to change the appearance of the ancient sword in this life. The rusty appearance was fine.

The world is silent.

This moment.

The way everyone looked at Lu Hen Ge finally changed.

From the initial casualness, sarcasm and disdain, it turned into a revealing of deep horror and shock.

"Gu Feng... is dead?"

"The leader of the One Sword Sect was killed by someone else with a single sword strike..."

"I haven't woken up yet? No, I haven't slept for eight hundred years..."

"Lu Henge..."

Everyone was hesitant to speak.

Besides being shocked.

They don't know what to say.

dark place.

The leader of the Three Thousand Dao Sect had a gloomy expression on his face. He now finally understood why Lu Hen Ge was so confident.

Immortal demon body!

Sword cultivator!

Peerless swordsmanship!

The understanding of the Three Thousand Great Daos!

These ordinary cultivators desire rare things, but Lu Hen Ge has them all. Moreover, by mixing these things together, he can actually kill a cultivator in the Mahayana stage as a cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Transformation stage.

You know.

Lu Hen Ge is only at the Spirit Transformation Stage.

He is still two major realms away from the Mahayana stage.

Lu Henge, who was only at the Spiritualization Stage, already possessed the ability to kill a Mahayana cultivator. If Lu Henge cultivated to the Mahayana Stage...

Can't help it.

The old sect leader took a breath of cold air.

Oh shit!

Lu Hen Ge is the son of destiny.

Compared with Ye Feng and Lu Hen Ge, they are simply relying on defense.

Why didn't Heaven choose Lu Hen Ge as the next son of destiny, but chose that waste Ye Feng?

“So strong.”

Shu Qing's eyes flashed.

Although the leader of the One Sword Sect only has the strength of a Mahayana Stage minor success, because he is a sword cultivator, his strength is not inferior to that of a Mahayana Stage major success. Just now, when he faced that giant sword that pierced the sky, even Shu Qing had to be very careful before he could take it.

Unexpectedly.

Lu Hen Ge fought back in a more brutal way.

Use sword moves to counter sword moves.

Use sword intent to counter sword intent.

certainly.

The results are obvious.

They are both sword cultivators, so why is there such a big gap between the leader of the One Sword Sect and Lu Hen Ge?

"Shuqing, you'd better prepare for the worst."

The old sect leader gave a reminder.

Worst case scenario?

Hearing this.

Shu Qing was unusually nervous: "If I can't win, will you help me?"

Among the people present, only the leader of the Three Thousand Dao Sect had the strength of the peak Mahayana stage. Lu Hen Ge himself said that he was not completely invincible now and was still wary of cultivators at the peak of the Mahayana stage.

The old sect leader remained silent.

He didn't dare to make a move.

His current body and soul are like a big funnel.

If you stay still and don't move, your life span will slowly slip away bit by bit; if you forcefully use your spiritual power and perform some martial arts, your life span will be gone in an instant.

With such great strength, he could naturally suppress Lu Hen Ge, or even kill him, but would it be worth it?

When Lu Hen Ge slaughtered three thousand Dao Sect members, he did not dare to take action. Now that Lu Hen Ge's target is Lanshan Immortal Sect, there is even less reason for him to take action.

"You should understand."

"I don't have much time left."

The old sect leader sighed.

He hates it!

I hate my lack of talent and the ruthlessness of heaven.

If he could cultivate to the half-step immortal realm, his lifespan would be at least 20,000 years, and he could kill Lu Hen Ge who was jumping around in front of him with a flip of his hand.

Although she had guessed it long ago, Shu Qing still felt lost when she heard this answer. She had remained a virgin for thousands of years for the sake of this man, and even always regarded herself as his confidante.

Unexpectedly, this man had no intention of helping.

"Lanshan Immortal Sect will not perish."

Let go of your emotions and cheer up.

Things have come to this.

Shu Qing no longer has too much fear and worry.

There were many Mahayana cultivators at the scene, and even quite a few who had reached the great perfection of the Mahayana stage. The more powerful Lu Hen Ge appeared, the more the leaders of the major immortal sects could not tolerate Lu Hen Ge's existence.

Even if Lu Hen Ge has the strength to fight against a Mahayana cultivator, what if everyone attacks him at the same time?

Below.

Ye Feng fell to the ground.

His state of mind was about to break.

Being chosen as the son of destiny is fortunate; but being born in the same era as Lu Hen Ge is a great misfortune.

The same is true for Mu Nanyan.

She always felt that after joining the immortal sect, she was stronger than Lu Hen Ge. Not only did she have a special physique, but she also received full training from the entire Lanshan Immortal Sect. Moreover, as far as Mu Nanyan knew, although Lu Hen Ge was the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, he spent most of his time refining pills on weekdays.

He has the talent to master the Three Thousand Great Daos, but instead of studying them, he tries to tinker with minor arts like alchemy.

Such a lack of ambition!

He is not worthy of the title of Holy Son.

even.

More than two months ago, she learned from three thousand Dao Sect members the secret that Lu Hen Ge had lost all his cultivation, which made her look down on Lu Hen Ge even more.

Two months...

Just two months...

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