
Although the hole Hu Niu chewed was small, it was not a problem for a Blooming Flower cultivator. After surpassing death, wouldn't it be just a piece of cake if one wanted to temporarily change his physical frame?
Ling Han turned around, and saw a man walking towards them. Even though it was a dark space, he was emitting a heavenly light. He's tall and slender. His eyebrows, eyes, and nose looked like a sword. Even his lips looked like two swords clinging to each other.
Such a person should give off a very strange feeling!
Didn't they? His entire body looked like it was going to be a sword. But when all these features were on him, it gave off an incomparable feeling of harmony. There is absolutely nothing strange. On the other hand, she seemed to have an indescribable charm to her.
Moreover, other people would usually keep their weapons in their Spatial Spirit Tools, and only call out to him if they needed to use them. He, meanwhile, held it in his hand as if he could not leave it even for a second.
He could be said to be a sword maniac!
The man naturally looked at Ling Han, Hu Niu, and Rabbit as well. However, his eyes only swept over them once. They turned to focus on that Thunder Lotus, and he calmly said, "You can all go."
"Damn it, who do you think would dare to expel your Lord?" The rabbit was upset.
The man was actually not angry, nor was he surprised to see the Demon Beast speak. Instead, he said in a flat voice, "I am Lu Yuan Shen, nicknamed Sword Maniac. I am currently designing the Aligned-thunder Sword Technique, called the Thunder-Exploding Sword Technique. I need this Thunder Fruit to refine my sword intent. ”
He was actually called the Sword Maniac; could it be that it was not so lacking in creativity?
Ling Han scoffed at him internally, but said in a loud voice, "You want to refine your Spirit Sword, but I also need to refine my lightning body, so I can't let you have it."
“Then, nothing can be done. I can only kill you; you will naturally not need the Thunder Fruit back then! '' Lu Yuan Shen said calmly without the slightest bit of anger in his tone. In his eyes, Ling Han could not see any killing intent. It was as if this was something very ordinary to him.
He is indeed a Sword Maniac — his whole heart is focused on the sword!
In his eyes, killing was not killing. It just swept away all the barriers in its path. Naturally, there was no killing intent circulating within him, as there would definitely not be anyone on the jog who found a stone blocking their path, either, however it would issue a killing intent while planning to move the stone.
And Ling Han was currently like a rock.
Ling Han summoned the Demon Birth Sword, and sighed internally. It seemed like he would not be able to avoid this fight.
"Good sword!" Lu Yuan Shen stared at the Demon Birth Sword, his eyes instantly lit up. He could not help but say, "Can you let me study this sword for a while?"
Ling Han's face twitched. 'We will fight, and you have clearly stated your intention to kill me, yet you really want me to lend you my sword to learn. Is there something wrong with your brain? ' He shook his head, and said, "No!"
"Why not?" Lu Yuan Shen looked puzzled. In his eyes, precious swords should be treasured, and should gain the admiration of all the swordsmen in the world.
Ling Han became silent. In the presence of someone with extremely low intelligence, what was he supposed to say? A thought flashed through his mind, and he said, “If you defeat me, I will let you admire him. Otherwise, how would you qualify? "
Lu Yuan Shen stared blankly, then nodded quickly, and said, “True, right. Such a precious sword should not be admired by ordinary people. First of all I have to prove my own ability! "
He also unsheathed his sword, and what surprised Ling Han was that this person's sword was actually made of wood.
"Haha!" The rabbit immediately held his stomach with a loud laugh. He flopped backwards on the ground, and kicked his back claws with laughter. "Lord Rabbit will die of laughter. There was actually someone who would use a wooden sword; were you planning to kill or chase away ghosts? "
Ling Han did not dare to be the slightest bit careless. Although his personality was a bit strange, his achievements in sword arts were probably very high. That was because there was usually only a slight difference between a genius and a maniac and a freak.
"This is the Oaken Three Swords I created myself," Lu Yuan Shen said. He lightly shook the wooden sword, and soon, several illusory images appeared. It was a shadow after he left after making his sword shake too quickly.
Ling Han was astonished. One should know that when the speed of holding the sword reaches a certain limit, a bottleneck will appear — called the limit. That was because there was a maximum limit to one's Origin Power, and there was also a limit to one's body. It is unlikely that a person's bones and muscles can support high-frequency vibration.
Body Art is one solution as they can strengthen one's physique, and allow one to have the ability to break through these boundaries.
But, Lu Yuan Shen clearly did not cultivate the Body Art, yet was able to surpass the limits of his abilities. It's naturally unimaginable.
Thas right. Why did he use a wooden sword? It was because of the light wooden sword. Otherwise, if it was a precious sword forged from Level Six or Seven precious metals, it would at least weigh over a hundred kilograms. Meanwhile, the wooden swords were at most, weighing one or two kilograms. With high frequency vibration, there would naturally be different worlds in the load caused by both.
Ling Han took a deep breath. The Mysterious Three Thousand was ready and ready, and he said, "Then let me experience it."
Lu Yuan Shen attacked. Xiu, his entire body moved with his sword, and he instantly arrived in front of Ling Han. As his sword swept out, it was like a god that had descended. He waved with his sword, and endless sparks of light rained down, brilliant and bright. It cannot be described with words.
Ling Han snorted lightly, and a Mysterious Three Thousand shot out.
Xiu, xiu, xiu, xiu. Peng, peng, peng, peng!
The sparks from the sword clashed, and an astonishing light shone. Following which, a shock wave swept out, and collided with the walls of this small cave. Fortunately, this cave had been refined by the ultimate Void Tier cultivator. If not, they would both be buried alive.
As the sword light surged, Ling Han and Lu Yuan Shen stood ten meters apart. Their clothes had been damaged, and there was even blood spilling from the two of them, but nothing serious.
Ling Han felt extremely astonished; the others were actually able to deal with the Mysterious Three Thousand.
Although Lu Yuan Shen's cultivation level was higher, and had reached the fifth layer of the Spiritual Infant Tier, Ling Han had used the Three Thousand Mysteries. Furthermore, it was attacked with the Demon Birth Sword, so it should have been enough to sweep out all the competitors in the Spiritual Infant Tier.
Strong, he's very strong!
Moreover, his wooden sword was also unusual. It was definitely not made of ordinary wood, but rather a very high material to be able to fend off the Devil Birth Sword. More importantly, he had already condensed Sword Ray, and it was definitely nothing as simple as being condensed from just ten flashes of Sword Qi. It has terrifying power.
With all these factors added together, Lu Yuan Shen was able to fend off the Three Thousand Mysteries.
However there was no change in expression on Lu Yuan Shen's face, as if he was not the slightest bit confused as to why Ling Han could even equate him when he was only at the Flower Blooming Tier cultivator. He simply released more sword intent, raised his wooden sword, and another slash swept out.
Ling Han circulated Thunderclap Ninth Heaven, and used Demon Fairy Steps. His body suddenly accelerated and retreated, letting this slash pass through.
He held his sword over his chest, preparing to use the 10,000 Back to One Technique.
Lu Yuan Shen also stopped, his face solemn. He stared fixedly at Ling Han, and as he raised the wooden sword slightly, a green-colored light flickered at the tip of his sword. “My third attack, Harassing Slash. No matter how fast your movement technique is, it will be useless. Locked by my sword intent, even if you run to the ends of the earth, this slash will still overtake you and attack. "
Ling Han was silent. Can't you f***** come up with a better name?