Star Odyssey - 2911. Chapter 2911 Skip

No nonsense, the woodcut lifted the knife and slashed towards the undead. The corners of the undead’s mouth were bent, and the yellow hair was condensed on the arm, and eventually spread out, forming a yellow long knife and slashed towards the woodcut.

Everyone held their breath and saw the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the universe today.

A pure swordsmanship duel, everyone who saw it was dumbfounded. Every blade, every time a sword was shot, seemed dull, but full of unimaginable power. Even if it was broken, it could be made up with the next knife, seemingly random. The sharp knife shocked the stars and swayed in time and space.

Everyone’s eyes were replaced by the light of the sword, and there was nothing in their eyes except the light of the sword.

Lu Yin stared at the duel closely, the woodcut senior’s knife technique was too random, but the more casual, the more he could resolve the undead’s killing.

Every sword of the Undead God looks ordinary, but he has already broken away from the control of the sword. He doesn’t need the sword, he can get rid of it at any time, or he can pick it up at any time.

Pong

Pong

Pong

With a bang, the undead fought with excitement, and the woodcut face became heavier. Eighteen, nineteen, twenty-seven, thirty-two, it was obviously a sword-to-sword confrontation, but the undead had already beaten him on the back of the sword thirty-two times. He deliberately hit the back of the knife, and at first he couldn’t feel anything, but as the number of hits increased, the woodcut found that his free knife was becoming more and more uncontrollable. The knife became heavier or lighter, he didn’t know. .

On the opposite side, the Undead’s withered yellow long knife cut horizontally, and the woodcut raised the knife to block it. With a pong sound, this knife should be able to block it, which was a slight deviation.

The woodcut body retreated, leaving bloodshot eyes on the neck.

Lu Yin’s expression changed: “Daheng, shoot.”

Mr. Daheng is jealous, but he must take action at this moment. He is the only one with strong sequence rules and can participate in the fight against the undead.

The woodcut touched the neck: “I admire your sword skills.”

The undead god waved his hand, and the bloodshot fell on the withered blade: “I have been in charge of martial monuments countless times. I have seen too many weapons to kill. Except for those who have the eyes of the sky, no one will be my opponent. The knife is too random, which proves that the control of the knife has reached its peak, but the more you do this, the easier it is to be destroyed by this control. Hey, I can actually teach you, but it is a pity that you are going to die here today.”

Woodcut head up: “I won’t die, you can’t kill me.”

“Really, why?” The undead god looked over the woodcut and looked at Mr. Daheng: “It depends on you?”

As he said, the withered hair continued to spread, and the entire starry sky turned dark yellow, declining and withering.

Lu Yintian saw clearly that the undead sequence particles spread wildly, and he no longer competed with sword skills.

The undead god was inherited from Wu Tian, and no one was his opponent with the weapons. The seniors all lost, but that was just a sword technique. If you want to besie him, you must break his rules and talents.

Mr. Daheng raised his hand, the void was cut off, the rules of lightness, and the front was completely light, squeezed by the voids on both sides to the middle, forming a seemingly slashing force.

The immortality did not move, this rule was crossed, and it did not cause him the slightest harm.

The withered yellow hair entangled Mr. Daheng and the woodcut like an evil spirit.

Mr. Daheng is jealous, and rules against rules.

The woodcut feet stepped on the hair, approaching the immortal at a very fast speed, and cut it off with a single blow. The sequence rule-break.

The undead god’s body was illusory, and the woodcut cut directly through it, and it also failed to hurt him.

The undead and the woodcut crossed past, stepping backwards, against the chaos of time and space, withered yellow hair attached to the woodcut back and withered.

At this time, a stream of light flashed, reversed for a second, the woodcut got rid of the hair, and turned around with a knife.

The undead god raised his hand, pointed swordsmanship, and blocked the woodcut with a pong.

puff

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and the undead god’s body became illusory again.

Lu Yin was surprised that he was not injured by his senior, but was originally injured. This was left from a decisive battle with Da Tianzun and the ancestor Lu Yuan.

He must be kept today.

The undead god looked at Lu Yin with a grin: “No one can break my talent.”

Lu Yin’s eyes flashed, and when he raised his hand, everything would turn away.

The undead laughed wildly: “I am withered, and I am also withered, but my withering drags people to death, and his withering, but regaining vitality, is really disgusting.”

“In the beginning space, when I waited to be rejected, I was even more entangled by the ancestors, and this was your wanton act. Now you really think that relying on the three-legged cat’s object will definitely destroy my talent?”

When Lu Yin closed his hand, Wu Ji would not be able to defeat the Undead at all.

With woodcuts, Mr. Da Heng made a concerted effort to hit the Undead with the rules, but he was still avoided by the Undead’s free talent.

“Since no one except Kuzu can break your talent, how did you get hurt?” Lu Yin asked back.

“I really think your power is invincible, you are just a boy who betrayed Wu Tian.”

The undead laughed wildly: “Betrayal? It’s not accurate. I am not from your original space.”

Lu Yin was surprised: “What did you say?”

The Undead suddenly raised his eyes, stepped out, and rushed towards Lu Yin.

The woodcut look changed, not good.

“Shoot.” Mu Xie pushed Xie Relic horizontally.

Wang Jian, Xia Qin, all shot together.

Mr. Da Heng watched the undead kill Lu Yin, and made the same shot. He didn’t want to save Lu Yin, but couldn’t let the stone disappear. Once the undead took the stone, there was no hope of taking it back in this life.

Before Lu Yin’s eyes, the immortal god appeared, bringing about apocalyptic decay, and the entire starry sky was withering. Lu Yin seemed to hear endless howls and smell the decay of death.

He took a deep breath and released the starry sky in his heart.

In an instant, the starry sky and the starry sky repelled, wrapped in the world of nothingness, pushing the undead god horizontally.

Lu Yin also shot out at the same time with the ultimate goal.

The undead face changed drastically, is this?

He retreated step by step, but he was still swept by the world of Nothing. Lu Yin’s Wuji must counterattack at the same time. If the Undead uses the free talent, he will be hit by the Wuji counter, appearing on the body, and encounter the world of Nothing. If he doesn’t use his free talent, He was also afraid that the things Lu Yin displayed would be false, and his body would also be eroded by the world of nothing.

The same scene reappeared again, as it was once in the starry sky of the tree, Lu Yin, while casting something out of the blue, was shot with slippers, and what he was fighting was a game.

See who can bet accurately.

For the Undead God, this is not a gamble, there is only one way, no matter whether Lu Yin displays something or not, he must display his free talent, otherwise he will definitely be eroded by the world of nothing.

The World of Nothing passed by, the undead god vomited blood, and the smaller half of his body was swept over and shattered. His free talent was bound to be broken, and his body was hurt by the world of Nothing.

Seeing the undead god vomiting blood and retreating, Lu Yin’s eyes opened sharply: “Ancestor, it’s now.”

Void, Lu Tianyi showed up, raised his hand, and the Earth-Zang Needle flew through the undead’s body, making the undead wailing with the rules of destruction.

If they only forced out the Seven Gods, it would be difficult for them to keep them. The Wizard Spirits almost fleeed when they were on the verge of death. You can imagine the Seven Gods’ ability to protect themselves.

Lu Yin could only use himself as bait. As long as Qishentian wanted to kill him, he would give them the world of nothingness with the starry sky in his heart, and then let the ancestor Tianyi sneak attack, and he would have the opportunity to destroy the Qishentian.

Sometimes Lu Yin didn’t know how Luoshan could do it. Seven gods would be injured if they were swept by the world of nothing, but Luoshan could escape by relying on the world of nothing.

Being broken by Tianyi’s ancestor’s rules, Undead was directly hit hard.

Taking this opportunity, the woodcut, Mr. Daheng, the ancestor Tianyi made another move, the undead lowered his head, his frenzied expression suddenly faded, he turned back to the undead who only wanted to sleep, the lazy, unwilling to move Undead: “Boy Lu, are you really good at going backwards?”

Lu Yin’s eyelids twitched, stepping backwards, time?

The undead god raised his foot and took a step forward. An illusion appeared in his body, and then under everyone’s incredible gaze, the originally broken half of his body recovered as before, only the illusory figure was broken.

This scene stunned everyone.

Ancestor Tianyi’s face changed drastically: “Not good.”

The undead god turned his head and stared at Lu Yin: “So sleepy, we will see you again.” After speaking, he took another step and the whole figure disappeared.

All of Tianyi ancestors’ attacks failed.

Lu Yin blankly watched the undead disappear, not thinking about the undead but Bai Xian’er.

That scene was so familiar. He had seen that on the day when the Lu family was banished, a series of illusory figures confessed to Bai Xian’er walking out of her body, some of them confronted the ancestor of the heavens, and some killed Qiyingjie. Isn’t it the same? Why is it so like?

Is this the power of retrograde? Clearly it is time formidable, time, can this be done?

The undead was surrounded by Lu Tianyi, woodcarving, and Mr. Daheng, who were surrounded by three strong sequence rules. Although he was hit hard, as long as he did not die, there would always be a day out.

But the means of escaping without death silenced everyone.

The more you understand, the more horrified.

Although Lu Yin could reverse time with the flow of light, he didn’t really control time in essence, including backward steps, as the Undead said, is he really good at it?

For retrograde steps, he is still just alike.

“Ancestor, what’s going on?” Lu Yin had to ask, feeling very uneasy. This kind of method has never been seen before.

Lu Tianyi’s expression was unprecedentedly serious: “If he guessed correctly, he just skipped time.”

Lu Yin was lost, skipping time?

The woodcut tone is low: “Time is not static, it can be found, reversed, and naturally skipped. The undead uses time is terrible.”

“How does it compare to searching for the source?” Lu Yin asked.

The woodcut gazes sharply: “These are two different ways of using it, both seem to be time, but the search for the ancient source is negative for a period of time, and he skips that period of time, if he has the ability to find the one he skipped. For a while, the pain he suffered will still appear.”

Although the senior brother was not clear, Lu Yin understood that Xun Gu directly denied what happened during a period of time. In any case, what happened during that period of time did not exist, and the god of death did not deny it, but instead of that period of time. Skip, like a suspended life, or a truncated life.