My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

Chapter 2497 Blood Fight

Lu Yun also lifted up his clothes, revealing the Taia sword wrapped around his waist.

"Young man, you are a real man, especially at your age, you are full of masculinity. You are imitating women and using a soft sword as a weapon. You are really embarrassing for all the men!"

It can be seen that the centurion's ghost is quite dissatisfied with Lu Yun's use of the soft sword!

"Originally, I wanted to tell you my name because of your courage, but now it seems that it is unnecessary."

There was no hiding of his disdain for Lu Yun in his words, just because the weapon he used, the Tai'a sword, was a soft sword.

This made Lu Yun smile bitterly. He never dreamed that one day he would be looked down upon because of a sword.

Where the hell can I go to seek justice?

The Taia sword, which had been forged and sublimated by the goblin Owen, was obviously more spiritual. It sensed that the centurion ghost in front of it looked down on it, and protested with bursts of sword sounds.

It even stood up on its own without Lu Yun's will.

"That's interesting! What if a soft sword becomes a hard sword? It still can't change the fact that it is a soft sword!"

The centurion's words were still full of disdain.

"I hope your mouth can still be this hard later!"

Lu Yun looked at the Taia Sword that was buzzing in his hand. It was the first time he saw the Taia Sword burst out with such a strong desire to fight!

The ghost of the centurion sneered, "Then let's see who's the winner!"

As he spoke, he drew out the rusty, curled sword from his waist and slashed towards Lu Yun vertically, showing his mighty power!

"I will chop your soft sword into pieces."

Lu Yun took a step back, the Taia sword in his hand trembled slightly, and several sword energies surged out.

With only two clangs, the crossed sword energy directly blocked the centurion's powerful vertical chop.

A large area of ​​the abdomen was exposed to Lu Yun's vision.

"Is this the strength of the Centurion? Nothing more than that!"

Lu Yun turned his wrist, and the Taia sword whistled and slashed towards the ghost's chest.

"Humph! Youngster, don't look down on me, your husband."

The centurion's ghost yelled, and the skeleton arm creaked, cutting through the two swirling sword energies. The momentum disappeared, and the curled sword fell straight down.

There was a clang and sparks flew everywhere!

The Rusty Sword and the Taia Sword collided fiercely.

"Youngster, you want to steal the chicken? You are still a little naive!"

"is it?"

Lu Yun raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile.

"One sword splits the mountain!"

The Taia Sword suddenly shone brightly, and the rusty sword that was in a stalemate was obviously unable to withstand it. The already broken sword body trembled incessantly, and the amplitude became stronger and stronger, and it was about to exceed the limit that the sword body could withstand, and was about to break.

The ghost of the centurion was horrified, knowing that he would surely be defeated if he continued like this, so he quickly pulled himself away and drew his sword without any delay, using the force of a single ounce of force to remove a great force from the rusty sword.

The danger was turned into safety in a flash, which shows how rich the centurion ghost's combat experience was.

"Lu Yun, right? I underestimated you before. I didn't expect you to be so capable!"

Obviously, in the previous confrontation, Lu Yun won by a small margin.

The centurion also began to call Lu Yun by his name instead of "Little Ghost", which was also a recognition of his strength.

"I'm going to be serious from now on, so you better be careful and don't lose your life by accident."

The ghost of the centurion said this, strangely holding the sword in his hand backwards.

You should know that a sword is different from a knife. A sword has blades on both sides. Whether you hold it in the right hand or the wrong hand, as long as the tip of the sword faces inward, it will hurt the user.

"Are you planning to commit suicide?"

Lu Yun looked at the centurion ghost's strange way of holding the sword and couldn't help but complain.

"Haha! Lu Yun, although you have already become an extraordinary swordsman, you are still inexperienced and inexperienced! Today, I will open your eyes and let you see my master's bloody fighting style!"

Lu Yun frowned, and his hand holding the Taia sword tightened unconsciously. Just after the centurion's ghost finished speaking, the aura he exuded was like that of a completely different person.

This made Lu Yun alert and also ignited his fighting spirit.

"It just so happens that I am not talented, but I have also found my own way in the way of the sword, so I can discuss this with you, senior."

"Oh? Really? Let me take a look at it!" The centurion's ghost showed great interest.

Die Mengqiu, who had always been invisible, looked at the boy five steps away from her with an incredible look on her face, "What a monster! What a monster!"

You have to know that Die Mengqiu has witnessed Lu Yun's attainments in fire and spiritual power, both of which are top-notch among his peers.

She thought that this was all Lu Yun's ability, but now it seems that she was short-sighted after all, and Lu Yun's limits were far more than that.

Lu Yun did not waste any time. He made a sword flower out of thin air, put the Taia sword into the imaginary scabbard, and got ready to draw the sword and cut.

"Sword-shaped knife moves? That's weird!"

The joy in the eyes of the centurion's ghost quickly faded, "Lu Yun! Listen to my advice, and stop now before you go too far astray!"

"Senior, it's not too late to make a judgment after you have experienced my swordsmanship!"

"You won't give up until you hit the wall! You are so stubborn! Then I will let you experience what the pure sword art is in the true sense."

The ghost of the centurion looked at the rusty sword in his hand with pity, "Old friend, it seems that today I have to burn out the last of your remaining energy."

"Blood fight, bloody evil burns the world!"

"Sword style, draw the sword and slash!"

The dim sky tore a hole between them, and a solemn and desolate feeling echoed in the air.

Even Die Mengqiu, who was a spirit, felt a panic from the bottom of his heart, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Everything went smoothly, and the ghosts of Lu Yun and the centurion moved at the same time. In a flash, the two of them passed each other at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

To Die Mengqiu, a bystander, it seemed as if the two people had switched places.

But only Lu Yun and the centurion's ghost knew how dangerous that moment just now was.

Pfft!

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Lu Yun's mouth, and he was able to barely stand with the support of the Taia Sword.

"Did you lose?"

Die Mengqiu looked at Lu Yun like this.

But there was another click!

The rusty sword in the centurion's hand shattered into countless pieces of rust and flew away with the wind.

Even the tattered armor on the centurion ghost had a few scratches.

"Captain Benfu...lost!"

"Lu Yun, I take back what I just said. Your swordsmanship is extraordinary. No one can challenge you. I accept defeat sincerely!"

"And hereby express my highest apologies to you."

As he spoke, the ghost of the centurion actually bowed deeply towards Lu Yun, which made Die Mengqiu numb.

"Am I dreaming?"