Lu Hen Ge didn't know that he was being targeted.
Lu Hen Ge is already very smart.
The moment he passed the sword zone, he immediately restrained all the aura in his body, turning himself into a mortal again, relying only on his flexible body to shuttle through the ravine.
Previous life.
Lu Hen Ge has been here for decades.
Very familiar with the terrain here!
As long as he is careful and doesn't let the big guys in the fight find him, he can use the terrain advantage to sneak into the sword tomb.
Well planned!
only.
What Lu Hen Ge didn't expect was that the scene he had imagined of the big guys fighting for several days or even several months did not happen. The Demon Emperor ended the battle in just a few moves.
"That sword!"
"Maybe that's why I was reborn!"
Lu Hen Ge's white hair was flying as he kept jumping up and down in the ravine like a nimble monkey.
He did not use any magic energy or talismans, but simply relied on his body movements to move quickly. This way, the speed might be much slower, but it was very stable.
After rebirth.
Lu Hen Ge kept thinking.
Why can he be reborn?
The divine bone of the sword bone body?
impossible.
He was not the first cultivator to cultivate the Sword Bone Body, nor was he the first cultivator to cultivate the Divine Bone. If the Divine Bone derived from the Sword Bone Body was so extraordinary, the timeline of this world would have been messed up long ago.
Wangxian Sutra?
That's impossible.
The Wangxian Sutra is a martial art created by Lu Hen Ge, and he is very familiar with it.
Since it was neither the divine bone nor the Wangxian Sutra, the only possibility Lu Hen Ge could think of was the weapon he used.
Previous life.
Lu Hen Ge took a sword out of the Sword Prison.
A rusty iron sword!
It looks ordinary, even a little shabby.
But Lu Hen Ge was very good at using that sword. After he specialized in swordsmanship, he never changed his weapon and always used that sword.
It's just a pity.
In the final battle of the Crucible of Heaven and Earth in the previous life, the bitch Qiu Liu stole this sword and gave it to Ye Feng.
certainly.
Ye Feng didn't care much about the sword.
after all.
A rusty iron sword with a blade full of notches left by huge force, thrown on the side of the road, probably no rag picker would be interested in it.
The reason why Ye Feng asked Qiu Liu to steal the sword for him was simply because he wanted Lu Hen Ge to be unable to find a suitable alternative weapon in a short period of time, not because he himself was interested in the sword.
Lu Hen Ge's eyes flashed slightly.
but.
It is not an easy task to obtain that sword.
Even with the experience from his previous life, it would be extremely difficult for Lu Hen Ge to get the sword again.
Jump left and right.
A moment later.
Lu Hen Ge landed steadily on the ground and stood in front of a vertical cliff.
This place is still quite a distance away from the towering sword tomb, but Lu Hen Ge has no intention of going forward.
Behind.
Demon Emperor Tian, who had concealed his figure and aura, was somewhat puzzled.
Isn’t this little guy’s purpose to enter the sword tomb?
Next second.
Lu Hen Ge closed his eyes, letting the blood in his body boil. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had turned black and white, and a demonic aura was rampant.
The Demon Emperor was dumbfounded.
Good job!
He is still a cultivator from the demon clan!
Moreover, the aura on Lu Hen Ge's body now seemed familiar, as if it was some familiar physique.
"Immortal Demon Body?"
Demon Emperor Tian frowned slightly.
"Could this kid be the Ye Feng that Lin Xing mentioned who infiltrated the Three Thousand Dao Sect?" Demon Emperor Tian had never seen Ye Feng, but he had heard Lin Xing mention him before and kept it in mind.
"Too weak."
Demon Emperor Tian shook his head.
Although he has an immortal demon body, his demonic energy is only at the foundation-building stage.
If every cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage could become the next Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, then the Three Thousand Dao Sect would be truly rubbish.
Right at this moment.
Lu Hen Ge moved.
Demonic energy turns into sword!
The Wangxian Sutra is running!
The black and white powers intertwined with each other and then turned into a long sword intent. It was far less terrifying than the sword intent of Jian Tongming, but the sword intent power was very well controlled. Not a single bit of power was wasted, and all of it was poured onto the cliff in front of him.
This control alone is not inferior to Jian Tongming.
Seeing this.
Demon Emperor Tian was even more confused.
With the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage and the sword control at the peak of the Mahayana Stage, is this reasonable?
It doesn't make sense at all!
The sword in his hand, which was as dead as a dog, seemed to be revived, and his energy and spirit were restored. He stared at Lu Henge in the distance: "Sword genius, no, sword demon!!!"
He has been practicing swordsmanship for ten thousand years.
I have seen countless young people with extraordinary kendo talents.
But these people are no match for Lu Hen Ge.
Immediately following.
Lu Hen Ge wrote his name on the cliff stroke by stroke.
Each stroke seemed effortless, but in reality, Lu Henge was already gritting his teeth when writing the second character of his name. "Stupid Lu Sheng, when you were giving me a name, couldn't you give me one with fewer strokes?! You had to give it three characters, and each character has so many strokes."
When he wrote the third word, Lu Hen Ge started taking drugs again.
Previous life.
He was in the Nascent Soul stage, and a very precious golden Nascent Soul at that. He fought hard and barely managed to leave his name on the cliff.
But this life.
He is just building the foundation.
The vast spiritual power also turned into demonic energy.
If you want to leave your name on the cliff, you can only take drugs to restore your strength and grit your teeth to endure it.
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