Chapter 2 Swordsman Blocks the Road

He stood up and changed his appearance again. His skin was fair and seemed to be nothing special, but if a person with a good vision could see that there was a tiny crystal in every inch of his pores!

There was also a faint flash of lightning in his pupils of his eyes, and there was a trace of will in his depths of his hair.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that by opening his mouth and sucking it, he could directly suck the vital energy into his mouth and swallow it into his stomach, and could melt without refining it.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, Lu Zhao smashed the mountain in front of him with a punch, and a blue fist surged out to form a giant fist and blasted over. The hundred-foot mountain was bombarded by the blue fist, which actually caused the effect of mountain collapse and the earth shaking. The earth shook, and the giant mountain was flattened by the giant fist.

"The divine essence has also been tempered!" Lu Zhao was amazed in his heart. Looking at the flattened mountains ahead, he found that his divine essence had been increased several times, and the explosive power contained in the blue divine essence shocked Lu Zhao even more!

"I don't know what realm this is, I guess there is the peak of the first celestial immortal." Lu Zhao guessed in his heart. At this time, Lu Zhao was sure to fight against the middle celestial immortal strongman with his body alone, and at the same time, he was sure to fight with the third level of the Immortal Lord at the real level of the mind! Once he burst out with all his strength, he was enough to smash the defense of the middle celestial immortal master. Once the middle celestial immortal who had no defense was approached by Lu Zhao, what followed was a storm-like attack that made him irresistible.

"Huh?" Lu Zhao raised his sword eyebrows and looked forward. He felt a breath million miles ahead and rushed here quickly. It should be a cultivator who was alarmed by Lu Zhao's attack. Lu Zhao originally planned to leave, but he felt that this person was extremely fast. In less than a few breaths, he was already within a million miles. Lu Zhao was weak and he was not sure to escape. Fortunately, he did not move and waited for this person to arrive.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, a long rainbow flashed in the sky, and a tall figure appeared a hundred meters ahead of Lu Zhao from the sky.

Lu Zhao looked at this person, his cultivation was a fairy, his head was full of blue hair as if he was struck by lightning, and he stood on his head. The black tight cloth dress he was wearing outlined with agile muscles. There was a blue stripe on his forehead. What was inconsistent with his fairy's cultivation was that this person's face was actually a handsome young man, but the resoluteness and coldness on his face gave people a sense of thickness. His black eyes were also looking at Lu Zhao when he looked at him.

Before seeing this person, Lu Zhao always thought that he was the only one among the younger generation who had cultivated to the celestial immortals. But after seeing this person, Lu Zhao realized that he was too arrogant before.

However, Lu Zhao forgot that there is a magical technique in the world of cultivation, called Zhuyan.

"This person must be a person who cultivates the mind and his attainment is not inferior to himself." The young man in black stared slightly, and he decided in his heart that the aura of ruler emitted by Lu Zhao made him feel the crisis. In his memory, no one had such a mark on the forehead of the person in front of him, and the gaze that looked at him was even more provocative.

Obviously, he also felt the power of Lu Zhao, and his bones were crackling like fried beans.

Lu Zhao, who had just become a ghost formation, had his mind hurt in his mind. He never dreamed that as soon as he drove away his mind's power, he met a young man whose mind power was similar to his own. He had such power, which depended on more than ten years of heart washing. It was because he had experienced so much boredom that he had achieved it with the help of the inheritance power of the Taixu God Lord. This young man actually had it. Has this person also practiced the mind magic tricks?

Feeling the fighting spirit that was about to move in the young man's body, Lu Zhao's heart moved and his eyes were brightly staring at the young man. Before he could speak, the young man was approaching quickly. The speed was so fast that Lu Zhao could only see a gray shadow, and the sound of wind came from his ears.

Ten meters in front of Lu Zhao, the young man suddenly jumped in the air, swung his sword, faintly carrying a buzzing like a whistling dragon roar. Lu Zhao's heart beat, and the blue internal force in his body surged out and rushed into his right hand. He took a step back and accumulated strength to face the young man's sword.

"Boom!" Layers of blue shock waves spread out in the buzzing space, the earth shook violently, and a crack appeared under the feet of Lu Zhao and the young man. What shocked Lu Zhao was that the young man's mental power seemed to be a prehistoric beast hitting his right hand.

His whole body became numb, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of Lu Zhao's mouth, and his body retreated.

A strange look flashed through the young man's eyes, and as Lu Zhao retreated, his body approached again!

However, the young man did not continue to take action, but supported Lu Zhao and said, "Well? Your mind was traumatized!"

Lu Zhao nodded and said no more. He was a little confused about the attitude of this young man.

The young man helped Lu Zhao to the old tree beside him. After Lu Zhao took a breath, he spoke and said, "Since that's the case, let's press our competition for a while, and let us fight another time after your mind is restored."

"Oh? I won't fight anymore?" Lu Zhao asked.

"Yeah. But I want to remind you that you'd better go home early. I heard that the old ghost in the Hidden Demon Cave was on his way to your house. If it was too late..." The young man did not continue, but his meaning was already very clear.

"Huh? So, are you and that Demon Heart Son who are here to stop me from rushing home?" Lu Zhao's expression began to become gloomy. Obviously, someone was designing himself in the battle along the way.

However, Lu Zhao didn't think about it for too long. The most urgent task is naturally more important to protect his parents. You can leave it to settle the accounts in the future.

At this moment, Lu Zhao felt a little regretful. Why didn’t he enthrone his parents first and then come out to find the incense Yuanling? Because as long as his parents enthrone his god, they can achieve a life of immortality and will not really die. Now, because of his carelessness, his parents are very likely to disappear forever.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhao's heart began to become anxious.

At this moment, Lu Zhao had no hatred for the young man in front of him who was responsible for blocking him. On the contrary, he felt a little grateful and said, "Brother, what is your name? Thank you for your reminder, I will report it later in the future."

"Just call me to break the sky, and you don't need to repay anything. As long as you don't forget to fight me, just say goodbye!" After the young man said that, he turned around and left without waiting for Lu Zhao to say anything else.

Lu Zhao secretly remembered the name in his heart, sighed, flew straight up the cloud road, and rushed towards Qianling City. He secretly prayed in his heart that his parents would not have any trouble. At this moment, Lu Zhao forgot that he was a god, but just regarded himself as a son of man and kept praying.

He didn't even dare to think about the worst outcome, he just wanted to hurry back.
Chapter completed!