"metropolitan!?"

Jiang Lingfeng stared at the sky with wide eyes and said in ecstasy.

The person who came was the current leader of Wuji Sword Sect, Wei Chengfeng.

Wei Chengfeng looked at Jiang Lingfeng coldly without saying a word.

He offered help not because of his good relationship with Jiang Lingfeng.

Simply because this matter has become a big deal.

The sect's main attack on the illusionary formation, the elder of the Lianxu realm, was killed by a true disciple of the Yuanying stage with thundering means...

What would happen if this got out?

Therefore, Jiang Lingfeng cannot die.

Even in an illusion, you cannot die.

Being in the position of the sect leader, sometimes even if you want to not protect others, you can't.

At this moment, the barrage of comments in Lu Ze's live broadcast room exploded again.

[Oh my god, the sect leader is here]

[In my opinion, just give the Sect Master some face.]

[I can't refuse, right? Even if this is an illusion, Lu Lao Mo can't be a match for the Sect Master...]

[I'm giving a tip for "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect", can the streamer show me how to tear the Sect Master apart with bare hands?]

[If you tip Wanjian Guizong, the host might have to eat two Wanjian Guizongs...]

…

Looking at Wei Chengfeng in front of him, Lu Ze frowned slightly.

A monk in the fusion stage.

Out-of-spec players.

In this free-fighting fantasy, even with the help of the fantasy, Lu Ze could not be a one-on-one match for the opponent.

Of course, he wasn't afraid.

First of all, this matter is reasonable for me.

Secondly...

Behind him, there is another player who is even more outstanding.

“Would you forgive others when you can?”

Lu Ze smiled coldly and pointed at Jiang Lingfeng and questioned him.

"When he was causing trouble in my fantasy world, did he ever think about the principle of forgiving others when you can?"

"Illusion is illusion, this is different."

Wei Chengfeng shook his head.

He always felt that the illusion was just a plaything and a means.

It was impossible for him to treat Jiang Lingfeng as a demon just because he had killed several cultivators in the illusion.

Lu Ze snorted coldly: "Since it's different, then let me kill this old dog."

Wei Chengfeng frowned, his face displeased: "Elder Jiang cannot die."

Spiritual energy rose from behind Lu Ze, his eyes icy cold: "He must die tomorrow."

“…”

Wei Chengfeng's face suddenly darkened.

This matter is no longer a personal grudge, but a matter of the reputation of the Wuji Sword Sect.

"Friend Lu..."

Behind Wei Chengfeng, countless shadows of swords and knives appeared and disappeared, and the sharp sword energy enveloped the entire illusion.

"In the future, Wei will pay a visit and apologize to Sect Master Huang in person."

After saying this, the shadow of the sword behind him solidified into reality.

Thousands of swords slashed towards Lu Ze at the same time!

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room exploded instantly.

[Holy crap! He really did it!!]

[Oh no, the Ten Thousand Swords Return is coming...]

[Fellow Daoists, let's go back to the sect and pay tribute to Lu Lao Mo! ]

[It's not unfair to die under the master's sword]

【Become famous in one battle! 】

[Wait... why didn't the kill button pop up in the upper right corner? ? ]

[Is Lu Lao Mo still working hard and sweating? ]

[Damn! Old Devil Lu isn't dead!]

…

Countless attacks fell.

Wei Chengfeng couldn't help but frown.

Even though he was in an illusion, he could clearly feel that his attack was blocked by something.

The smoke cleared.

Two huge golden hands firmly protected Lu Ze.

No matter how many swords and knives slashed at it, it was not left with even a scratch. Instead, it looked eager to try.

“Who is this expert?!”

Wei Chengfeng took a breath of cold air.

Such a handwriting...

It's not even under me!

This time, he showed 100% attitude, and countless sword formations condensed around him.

At the same time, a huge, strange, deep pupil appeared in the sky.

Wei Chengfeng's body suddenly stopped.

An overwhelming pressure continuously impacted his soul like a wave.

A long-lost feeling of fear emerged from the depths of Wei Chengfeng's soul.

Without time to think, Wei Chengfeng suddenly burst out with powerful spiritual energy, causing the entire illusion space to begin to crumble.

The extremely evil huge pupil in the sky suddenly curved like a small crescent moon.

"mortal……"

"die!"

The two golden palms expanded several times again and fell down like a mountain.

Millions of swords forged from spiritual energy shattered one by one.

Killed Jiang Lingfeng.

Killed Du Cheng.

Killed Wei Chengfeng.

Killed a genius monk.

【??? Killed Bupobushiri】

…

Countless kill information flooded the upper right corner of the screen.

then,

The entire illusionary space could no longer hold on and collapsed and shattered...

…

There was a brief collapse and then a group.

The illusory world was finally restored under the repair of the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao.

"It's so good, so good!"

The remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao shook its head with an unsatisfied look.

It was a relief to meet a struggling mortal and let him take action.

"What a shame, what a shame..."

Lu Ze shook his head regretfully.

He felt regretful that he was not the one who got Wei Chengfeng's kill, and he lost a lot of magic points.

At the same time, the panicked Wei Chengfeng came online again. Looking at the pale golden shadow standing next to Lu Ze, he quickly bowed.

At his level, he could already vaguely feel the existence of the Heavenly Dao.

And that attack just now clearly contained the true power of the Heavenly Dao.

Seeing this, Lu Ze was immediately happy.

"I still like the way you said you were going to visit the Lingxiao Sect..."