Chapter 420 The heritage of the powerful clan
"Boy, come to Lu's wild, you can be kicked to the iron plate!"
A Shenwujing Liupin expression was gloomy: "Your bow and arrows are really powerful, it can hurt my Mingguang Shield, look at the world's first one. But your knife is not as powerful as the arrow."
Before he could finish his words, a sword light split his face.
The sixth-level divine martial artist was caught off guard. Even if he dodged with all his strength, one of his arms was still cut off.
The blood flowed like a gush, and a large amount of yin evil power and various characteristics quickly invaded the flesh, skin, bones, and internal organs.
Even those at the sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm can hardly resist such pain. It is a characteristic of chaos that can even be assimilated to the soul.
Lu's is also conscious, but they are afraid that they have never been in contact with such complicated things.
Several people pulled it away and took it out of the healing and wounded elixir, but found that it was useless at all.
The only thing that can resist the characteristics of chaos is one's own strength.
If you are strong enough to force these things out of your body, you will naturally recover, otherwise you can only passively wait for death.
"If you want to fight, just fight. There's so much nonsense." Jiang Lin said, taking the time to shoot an arrow at the Mingguang Shield.
Mingguang Shield was sinking again, and the cracks at the same place were more, and the complicated lines of the surface continued to spread.
Everyone in the Lu clan was so jealous that they stared at him with red eyes, wanting to eat Jiang Lin alive right away.
Even if the two armies are opposed, you have to make clearly, how can you fight like you.
Anyway, it is also the official of the Erpin, how can he be full of anger!
"In that case, let's stop talking nonsense and kill!"
"Even if the court asks, we can still stand!"
The old white -haired old man ordered, and the Lu clan hugged instantly.
Even Lu Wangyu and others behind came around.
Jiang Lin deliberately tried his fighting ability. He opened and closed the long sword in his hand, and no one could stop him.
Although a group of Lu clan was seriously injured at the beginning, they quickly found that Jiang Lin did not have any rules.
It was almost to cut off with superb cultivation and brute force. This discovered that they had a sense of superiority in their hearts.
As expected, they are just ants at the bottom. Even if they are lucky enough to rise to the top, so what, after all, they are not as good as our powerful clan.
Several Shenwu realms came forward and used the high-end moves that Lu had collected over the years.
Not to mention that Jiang Lin was a little messy for a while.
Although his hands and feet were a little busy, Jiang Lin's eyes remained calm.
With level 8 sword skills, how could he not have any rules?
It's just that the promotion is too fast and rarely confronts people.
Nowadays, these Lu clan members are not considered strong, they are just used to feed him moves and test his reaction speed and control of strength.
Until the weapons of several people across Jiang Lin's body, although it did not cause much harm, they sneered.
"The body of the peak of Shenwu Realm is really strong, but there are more ants who can die. How many knives can you support it?"
There are not only knives, but also dark arrows.
Although Lu's does not have a god bow, there are Holy Soldiers' Bow and Arrows.
Instead of hiding in the dark, he stood on the top of the attic openly and fired arrows at Jiang Lin.
The threat of the Holy Soldiers is far greater than others.
While fighting against others, Jiang Linyou had to dodge distractedly.
When another holy soldier passed by, the old voice came.
"Master Jiang, your flaws are a bit big."
The Lu clan chief, the most powerful of the peak of Shenwu Realm, holding a taller ax more than a person, slamming against Jiang Lin's head.
This ax is the grade of the Holy Soldiers, which is extremely heavy, but there is no sound when the chopping is chopped.
Without a sound, Jiang Lin arrived at the back of his head.
If it is a split, even the head of Shenwu Realm will be split.
Seeing this scene, many Lu clan raised his mouth, and his eyes were a little proud.
Everyone knows that the big battle array is strong.
Ten people are in a formation, and millions of people are invincible.
But almost no one knows that although the powerful clan does not know how to fight in battle formations, they can still use their family's skills and the tacit understanding cultivated over a long period of time to produce similar effects to battle formations.
So many people were rushing up, but they were all attacking. The real fatal blow was the ax in the long hands of the Lu clan.
"This Minister of the Ministry of Industry is dead." They thought to themselves.
However, the next moment, a bright sword light appeared in front of the head of the Lu clan.
"Shaking Kong." A cold voice came into his ears.
The sharp sharp sharpness not only split his ax, but also split the void in front.
A few meters of space cracks divided the ax with the Lu clan chief into two.
His two eyes were nearly one meter apart from each other, turning in horror.
"How can I always hide behind others? I have been waiting for you."
"Strike the imperial court from the two officials, but the door is full."
No one has ever seen such power, and even if they see it with their own eyes, they still find it hard to believe.
"What kind of sword technique is this?" someone asked in horror.
Some people saw Jiang Lin walking towards the Lu clan, and immediately shouted: "Master Jiang can't mess around!"
"Now that you know how to call Master Jiang, what were you doing when you waved the sword just now?"
Jiang Lin glanced at the man, then walked to the crack in space and looked at the frightened patriarch of the Lu family.
The pale hair was dancing wildly in the wind, but its owner was not so cool.
The long mouth of the Lu clan was also divided into two halves, one by one, and it looked quite funny.
He seemed to be saying something, but his voice was immediately sucked away by the cracks in space.
Jiang Lin was holding a knife and a low voice: "Is the Lu clan chief? I am very reasonable, I don't like to solve the problem with violence."
"So, you apologize for me, even if this matter." The Lu clan was angry, forget it?
After killing so many of us, destroying so many houses, and making even the clan leader look like a human being or a ghost, do you want to forget it?
Now I know I'm afraid and want to retreat. Sorry, it's too late!
The mouth of the Lu clan was close, and Jiang Lin got closer and said, "What are you talking about? I can't hear it."
Patriarch Lu's eyes were widened. You want to hear it, but he withdrew this sword technique!
All the sound was sucked away by the gaps in the space. What could be heard?
However, the next moment, Jiang Lin's face darkened: "I just want you to apologize. I didn't expect the patriarch to be so harsh. He just didn't say a word. It seems that he is going to fight to the death with me."
Jiang Lin raised the knife in his hand, his eyes gloomy, and the teeth exposed from the corner of his mouth seemed to be with cold light.
"In this case...then I have to chop off your head first. Even if I meet His Majesty, I can still stand."
Jiang Lin's words are exactly the same as the Quanwan clan just now.
Seeing him raise the knife, many people still didn't believe that Jiang Lin really dared to do it.
The next second, the long knife fell.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
This white-haired old patriarch, a master at the pinnacle of the Lu family's divine martial realm, was beheaded with a knife.
Jiang Lin dumped the sticky blood on the knife, and turned back to his face indifferent: "The official is already going to reconcile, it is he unwilling, you all see it."
The scene was completely silent, and everyone stared at him blankly.
Really killed?
How dare he?
That was the head of a powerful clan!
In terms of status, he may not be as good as the commander-in-chief of the frontier army, but he is definitely higher than the commander-in-chief.
The most important thing is that everyone knows that the Qifu clan is united and killing one will provoke a group.
How dare a small second-rank minister from the Ministry of Industry dare to do this!
What do you say to reconcile, is the patriarch unwilling?
Did you give him a chance to speak?
Jiang Lin's sky-shattering sword technique was beyond the scope of these people's understanding. He had never seen such a move before.
I am incredible and terrifying.
But compared with Jiang Lin, it looks worthless.
A person who dares to kill the leader of a powerful clan is much more terrifying than a swordsman.
But it's more stupid!
"You are dead!" The previous Shenwu Realm nine grades were extremely cold.
To be precise, all the Lu clan members looked at Jiang Lin like this.
Kill a few tribesmen and they can reconcile.
Over the years, countless clan members have died due to various disputes.
But the patriarch died in the hands of outsiders for the first time.
Not even the imperial court, not even the ambitious Emperor Shun, dared to do this!
Jiang Lin held the bow every day, and then shot an arrow towards the Mingguang Shield again.
This is already the fifth arrow, and the cracks on the Mingguang Shield have extended for more than ten meters.
The cracks in the center were even more dense, with several inches of broken pieces appearing.
If this continues, this magical weapon, which is said to have the strongest defense in the world, will really be shot to pieces.
The bright light shield trembled slightly, and the spirituality of the divine weapon made it feel the fatal threat it was about to encounter.
People don't want to die, and the same is true of the soldiers.
They finally gave birth to spirituality, so how could they be willing to lose it.
It was only from the beginning of birth, the mission of this soldier was to guard the Lu.
So it just shrunk its coverage area, exposing a large area of the Lu family's residence, in order to concentrate its power against the Supervisory Saint Soldier's arrows.
"If there is no border army, do you think you can live now?"
The Shenwujing Jiupin was full of cold frost: "You think that the heritage of our Lu's is just a soldier, is it the chief of the peak of the Shenwu realm?"
"You will be fortunate to see why the imperial court sits on millions of troops, and you dare not move against the Quanfu clan at will!"
There are not many courtyards in Lu's old house.
In the fourth-to-last old house, a wisp of vicissitudes of life, but an extremely terrifying aura, is slowly awakening.
At the same time, there were more old soldiers.
Unlike the Mingguang Shield, which focuses on defense, this magical weapon is obviously focused on offense.
Even if it hasn't appeared yet, the sharp energy seems to be piercing the sky.
Even the house was disintegrated silently at this moment.
In the faintness, a young man with a strong manner and stronger breath slowly stood up slowly.
In his hand, he held a large silver-white gun.
Fifteen branches of the magical treasure tree gradually became dazzling on the gun body.
God Soldier -Jiao Yue.
I opened my eyes and looked at Jiang Lin, without a little feelings, cold to the extreme.
This is one of the heritages of Lu, a veteran at the pinnacle of the divine martial realm.
His powerful is beyond doubt!
In the face of such a master, Jiang Lin did not panic.
He found out a box from his arms, waved his hand to break, and returned to grab all the arrows.
Dozens of materials in the box fell on the arrow.
Cyan fireworks danced in his palm, quickly melting these flakes and fitting them with the arrow.
When the aura of these arrows, which were originally only mid-grade holy weapons, began to grow violently.
Jiang Lin also looked at the old man holding the soldiers with great soldiers.
"Do you really think that I can survive until now just because of the protection of the border troops?"
"In this world... nothing is taken for granted without reason."
(End of chapter)