"Do you still want to continue?"
Long Tian placed his hands behind his back and scanned his surroundings. Although he was dressed in coarse linen clothes, he exuded a calm and domineering aura at this moment.
This battle was earth-shattering, and blood flowed like a river!
The ground in front of the Sword Lake Palace was covered in a layer of scarlet, and corpses were strewn all over the ground.
A player with the ID 'Little White Mouse' stepped forward and said in a trembling voice,""Almighty, you won't kill us small fries, will you?”
"As long as you don't stop me, I won't kill you!”
Long Tian frowned slightly, his eyes bright and solemn, and a hint of blood appeared.""But if someone overestimates their own strength, then it's another matter.”
"We don't dare, we don't dare. Invincible God, your divine power is unrivaled, and your radiance is boundless. How could a group of small fries like us dare to stop you?”
"That's right, Invincible God, you are the glory of us Chinese players. We can't wait to admire you.”
The surviving low-level players were filled with awe. They threw away the weapons in their hands to show that they had no intention of provoking him.
Seeing that Long Tian did not seem to be a bloodthirsty person, the " white mouse "'s eyes lit up. It took a step forward and said with a surprised expression,""Great God, I wonder if we can observe your heroic battle posture here.”
These words were also the thoughts of all the players. It was just that they were afraid of Long Tian Sha, so no one dared to say it out loud.
Everyone knew that Long Tian would definitely fight their leader, Zuo Zimu. The number one player of The Myths, Invincible Long, would fight the leader of the Infinite Sword School, Zuo Zimu. It would definitely be the most interesting battle since The Myths started.
"Sure!"
Long Tian's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled into a faint arc.
He had killed all the players who had some achievements in the Infinite Sword School, and the rest were all mediocre. However, he was too lazy to do anything. It was best that these people knew what was good for them.
He turned around and walked toward the Sword Lake Palace.
"Villain, you killed hundreds of my disciples and injured countless of my disciples. Today, either you die or I die!”Zuo Zimu saw the dragon in the sky, and his eyes were almost broken.
His feet stomped on the ground, and his body suddenly flew up. He circled in the air, and with the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, he suddenly used the " White Rainbow Penetrating the Sun ", and the tip of his sword went straight for Long Tian's throat.
Long Tian sneered. Seeing that the sword was about to reach him, he took a step forward and dodged it lightly. At the moment they crossed paths, the purple-gold dagger in his hand was sent out.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing rang out, and Zuo Zimu retreated in a flash. He lowered his head and saw that there was already a wound on his chest. If he had reacted half a beat slower, he would definitely have had his intestines pierced and his stomach torn apart.
Long Tian's eyes lit up slightly. This old fellow was indeed the sect master of a sect. His swordsmanship was exquisite, and his reaction speed was not bad either.
"What a powerful qinggong. Even the sect master can't catch up!”
"That's nothing. Didn't you see that 'Invincible God' almost killed the sect master in one move?”
"Heavens, how is this possible? Isn't he only a Second-rate Warrior? The Sect Master is a First Rated Warrior!”
"I've heard people say that if a weapon or cultivation technique is heaven-defying, level isn't the key to victory!”
"That's right, didn't the ranking list show that the Invincible God has two ultimate arts by himself? I think one of them is called Wave Subtle Steps, which is a three-star lightness skill.”
"Awesome!"
All the players were shocked by Long Tian's performance.
With this attack, Zuo Zimu's heart was filled with fear, and his anger was slightly suppressed. He looked at Long Tian with fear in his eyes and said,""Kid, who are you? Why do you want to kill my Infinite Sword School? Sikong Xuan, Xin Shuangqing, who invited you here?”
Zuo Zimu thought that Long Tian was a helper invited by his old enemy, the leader of the Shennong Gang, Sikong Xuan, or the leader of the West Sect, Xin Shuangqing.
"Sikong Xuan, Xin Shuangqing? Who are they? If you really want to give me a reason, I challenged your Infinite Sword School today because you captured my brother that day.”
"Captured your brother?"
Zuo Zimu's eyes flickered as he exclaimed,""It's you, the one who saved the silly boy yesterday.”
He suddenly remembered that his disciples had reported yesterday that the captured thief had been rescued from the small room. He had thought that the kid was just a silly mortal who did not know martial arts. Who would have thought that he had such a powerful brother?
Moreover, karma came so quickly. Although he wanted to kill that kid to vent his anger, he didn't do it in the end. Today, the Infinite Sword School was killed from head to toe.
"Since you've thought of it, then accept your punishment!”
Long Tian sneered, and his body suddenly transformed into a gust of wind. His sleeves fluttered, and he seemed weak and powerless, but in fact, he was as strong as steel as he charged straight at Zuo Zimu's head.
"Boom!"
In a hurry, Zuo Zimu used the Wind Chasing Sword to block it. He felt a strong force coming from the sword. In the next moment, he was knocked back and vomited blood.
He looked at Long Tian with shock in his eyes.”
How could he know that with the Northern Dark Divine Art, Long Tian's body contained at least seventy to eighty years of inner energy, which was much more dense than many first-rate experts in the game?
Therefore, although there was no move, this sleeve was not something that could be received by anyone.
Long Tian wouldn't talk to him about these things. Taking advantage of the moment when Zuo Zimu was distracted, he used the Wave Subtle Steps and walked in the air, crossing a few meters lightly.
With a flip of his wrist, the purple-gold dagger went straight for Zuo Zimu.
Zuo Zimu's mind was in a mess at this moment. He attacked first, but he instinctively turned his body to the side. Although he avoided his vital points, his left shoulder was stabbed.
A sharp pain spread throughout his body, but it also woke Zuo Zimu up. He shouted loudly, and his right hand used the "Flower Spring Welcoming" move, slashing down from the sky.
"Rip!"
This sword strike missed, and Long Tian had already retreated.
"There is a basis for advance and retreat. The sect leader has no power to resist at all.”
"This is too buggy. With the Wave Subtle Steps in hand, no one can hurt him at all.”
"Sect Master is finished. Even if we waste time, we will be exhausted to death!”
The players shook their heads and sighed.
Long Tian's eyes lit up as he dashed forward. Zuo Zimu's face was aghast as he hurriedly stabbed out with his sword.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing rang out, and a vast and vigorous internal strength surged over. Zuo Zimu lost his grip, and his sword flew out of his hand.
"Stop, stop!"
Seeing that Long Tian was about to kill him, Zuo Zimu hurriedly shouted.
"Hmm?"
Long Tian frowned, and a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes.""I'll give you a chance to say your last words.”
"You can't kill me. I'm a disciple of the Sacred Emissary. If you kill me, there will be no place for you in the world.”Zuo Zimu shouted like a drowning man who was grasping at the last straw.
"Saint Envoy?"
Long Tian knew that Zuo Zimu was referring to the four sword servants of the Lingling Peak's Heavenly Mountain, Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju. However, what did this have to do with him?
The corners of his mouth curled up into a devilish smile. He raised his hand and unleashed the Northern Dark Divine Art.
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]