Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

In front of Lu Bei, sword energy was everywhere, sword light was vast, and killing power was surging.

In the darkness all around him, the chirping of cicada wings echoed with his distant voice.

He crashed into the formation of a group of Xiaoyao realm warriors like a rotten wood, his long sword swung, the energy waves surged, and he was invincible.

He fought nine people at the same time, his whole body boiling with sword energy, his strength was as strong as a mountain and his power was overwhelming, like a god of war in heaven, unmatched.

Pang Xun fought with him with a knife, feeling tremendous pressure and blood constantly flowing out of his mouth.

He didn't seem to be fighting a young boy, but rather a cub of an ancient ferocious beast.

Too cruel, too domineering.

Lu Bei, with just one sword, killed them all and threw them to the ground, causing their formation to collapse.

There was also a flying sword hidden in the darkness high in the sky, waiting for an opportunity to strike. From time to time, it would suddenly burst out, suddenly appear in the crowd, and take away a series of blood flowers.

The flying sword seemed to be playing around, deliberately not killing them with one blow. Instead, it pierced through everyone's limbs and bodies, splattering blood.

Those people felt boundless fear, as if their lives would be taken away by the messenger of death at any moment.

But when those people thought that the flying sword would continue to play with them like this, the flying sword would suddenly become serious, burst out with killing power, pierce their hearts with one sword, and then seal their throats.

A moment later, only five people in the Xiaoyao Realm and Pang Xun, who was covered in blood, were left on the battlefield.

Pang Xun fought against Lu Bei and took on the main force, but he is no longer Lu Bei's opponent.

Therefore, Lu Bei beat him until his body was covered in blood and flesh, with blood splattering all over his body.

The rage in Pang Xun's heart boiled over, and he once again erupted with tremendous ferocity and peerless sword light to fight against Lu Bei.

Lu Bei wandered calmly among the crowd, with the sword wind whistling and the sword shadow dancing.

Every time he drew his sword, a string of blood would splatter on the enemy's body. Every time he thought about it, the Soul-Chasing Flying Sword would suddenly appear from the darkness, scaring the opponent half to death and making their whole body tremble violently.

Compared to confronting him, those people were more afraid of facing the flying sword.

Yes, the killings he made were tangible and could be seen clearly with the naked eye, so one could know how they died.

But the ubiquitous flying swords kept them on edge all the time, making them terrified.

You have no idea when your life will be taken away.

When people know that they are going to die, they will want to die quickly because every second of waiting is extremely painful and torturous.

Even Pang Xun's momentum was gradually declining.

Because the brothers around him fell one by one, his heart sank a little with each fall.

Until the end, there were only two people left standing beside him.

There are two bloody men left.

The two men had dozens of holes pierced through their bodies, but they were still not killed by Lu Bei.

Lu Bei seemed to be deliberately torturing their minds and making them feel fear.

Pang Xun couldn't bear to watch this scene. He glared and roared, "Why don't you use your flying sword to kill me?"

When Lu Bei drew his sword, he had a devilish smile on his face, “I said, don’t be impatient, I’ll kill you last.”

"I want you to watch your comrades die one by one."

Lu Bei smiled faintly, "Compared to being a knight, it's actually easier to be a villain."

"Look, don't I look like a complete villain now?"

"Hahaha," Lu Bei laughed loudly, with an evil and crazy look on his face.

Pang Xun stared at Lu Bei intently, feeling fearful. He truly felt how terrifying Lu Bei was.

If this person is a bad guy, there are really few who can be more evil than him. He is so good at torturing people.

It was obvious that everyone could be killed quickly, but they were tortured to death.

This person is simply perverted.

suddenly.

"Ah~"

The remaining two Xiaoyao Mirrors that looked like blood gourds suddenly roared towards the sky.

After seeing Lu Bei's evil and crazy smile, they seemed to have a mental breakdown and could no longer bear this torture and pressure. Finally, they roared and both committed suicide with their swords.

Two puffs.

There was no one standing next to Pang Xun anymore.

The bodies of the fifteen Xiaoyaojing masters were torn into pieces, their deaths were tragic, and the ground was covered with blood.

Pang Xun's heart sank completely to the bottom of the sea. At this moment, he also lost his fighting power.

His spirit was completely crushed by Lu Bei, and he was tortured by him to the point of losing his fighting spirit.

A veteran battlefield killer had his faith shattered and his fighting spirit destroyed by a seventeen-year-old boy.

He seemed to have encountered the real Man-Slayer.

This is a young demon.

Pang Xun knelt on the ground with his sword in hand, and the energy in his body drained away.

He raised his head, his eyes red as he glared at Lu Bei angrily, gritting his teeth and saying, "Please, let me experience the power of the flying sword and give me a quick death!"

From beginning to end, Lu Bei's flying sword did not hit him.

He had been on guard against the flying swords all the time. The battle had lasted for so long, and he had been on guard for so long that he was extremely tired.

It seemed that defeat was inevitable and death was inevitable.

So, he wanted to experience the feeling of being killed by a flying sword.

After all, he had been on guard and afraid for so long.

If he didn't die at the hands of this legendary weapon in the end, he would probably die with regrets and a broken heart.

Lu Bei put away his sword and stood up, his mind still controlling the flying sword to wander in the darkness.

He smiled playfully, "Why, you admit defeat and don't dare to fight anymore?"

Pang Xun was still staring at him intently, repeating, "Please kill me with your flying sword!"

Lu Bei nodded, "Sure."

Pang Xun's eyes lit up, as if he had obtained a lucky death.

But Lu Bei's eyes turned and he chuckled, "I can kill you with my flying sword, but I won't do it that easily."

"So, you should experience the fear of being dominated by a flying sword a few more times."

"Hahaha!"

Lu Bei laughed loudly towards the sky, his smile wild.

Pang Xun was furious. He stood up with his sword in hand and shouted angrily, "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!"

He charged forward with a knife in hand, his aura surging again, filled with murderous intent.

Lu Bei took a step back, and in a flash of light and shadow, he appeared ten meters away.

With a thought, the Soul-Chasing Sword returned from the darkness.

"puff!"

Pang Xun's charging figure suddenly stopped, his expression in pain. His left knee was pierced by a flying sword, and blood spurted out.

Pang Xun glanced down at the wound on his left leg, and the next moment his murderous intent erupted again, and he roared, "You beast, die!"

He suddenly swung his sword, unleashing all his strength and slashing out a terrifying sword light.

But Lu Bei split into three again, and his real body appeared in another place.

"Pfft!"

Pang Xun's expression froze again, his body froze, and his right knee was pierced.

Lu Bei leaned against a big tree in the distance, looking bored.

"Puff, puff, puff."

Pang Xun was hit in the abdomen by three swords again.

Bleeding profusely, breath collapsing.

Pang Xun knelt completely on the ground.

Lu Bei shook his fingers gently, and dark light and shadows spun rapidly at his fingertips.

He smiled faintly and said to himself, "There's a saying that goes 'evil will be punished by evil.'"

"Today I will play the villain."

"This is called giving someone a taste of their own medicine."

"Let you experience the feeling of being slaughtered."