Star Odyssey - Chapter 4350

[Chapter 4349: Defeat]

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But it was impossible for it to leave. It let the long sword cut into its body. Lu Yin suppressed it tightly and tore its body apart, one inch, one inch, one inch…

Since the beginning of this war, Mud Blade had never suffered such injuries when facing Red Warrior. At this moment, it really felt the feeling of being close to death. It didn’t want to die here.

Cracked sky.

The invisible world broke into the void, and countless cracks converged and approached Mud Blade.

Lu Yin clenched his fists, roared to the sky, and released his divine power, which turned into a circle and continued to spread. The three-color divine power was extremely domineering and temporarily pushed away the cracked sky.

Lu Yin was too close to Mud Blade. Mud Blade wanted to absorb all the void cracks in the cracked sky to complete the strongest slash. This slash was used by Lu Yin to cut his own two white long swords, and he was not at a disadvantage in a one-on-two battle. It also cut off Lu Yin’s strongest power before.

However, at this moment, it couldn’t even gather and was pushed away by the three-color divine power.

Mud Blade was shocked and merged the only gathered cracks with the two swords and slashed.

The two swords slashed into Lu Yin’s chest, three-quarters of the way into his bones.

Lu Yin suddenly grabbed the two swords with both hands, his divine power boiling, and he exerted force suddenly, releasing all the power absorbed by the surface of his body. There

was

a cracking sound, and cracks spread from the white long sword, and finally shattered under the shock of Mud Blade.

Mud Blade couldn’t believe that his civilization’s heavy weapon, a heavy weapon that included civilization and immortality, was actually crushed.

Grabbing the fragments of the two swords, Lu Yin rushed towards Mud Blade, and the fragments passed through, tearing Mud Blade’s body apart. His arms were like blades, constantly waving, constantly cutting Mud Blade’s body.

Mud Blade had no choice but to retreat, but his speed was far inferior to Lu Yin, and he had no way to avoid the instant movement.

“You forced me to do this.” Mud Blade roared, and his cement-like body suddenly twisted and turned into a knife: “Wuxin–Knife Realm.”

Mud Blade turned himself into a long knife, included himself as a civilization’s heavy weapon, and slashed at Lu Yin.

Lu Yin raised his hand, and the white long sword fragments were directly turned into powder by the sharp edge. The mud blade long sword slashed from top to bottom, and suddenly, it paused. Lu Yin’s Sky Eye, Crow Fixed Body, Mud Blade had forgotten that Lu Yin had this trick.

It had to pay a great price to use the Heartless Sword Realm. Including itself was equivalent to abandoning the laws of the universe. This move could make the slash reach the strongest state, but it would also make it extremely weak after the battle.

It had never thought that it would actually use this move on a creature that was not even in the Eternal Realm.

Especially this move was ineffective.

At this moment, Lu Yin stretched out his arms, both hands, and ten fingers were wrapped with divine power. The three-color divine power rushed in crazily, making his hands like holding two suns, and he slapped Mud Blade’s body fiercely.

With

a loud bang, with Lu Yin and Mud Blade as the center, the void expanded, and finally shattered, spreading to the infinite distance.

On the spot, Lu Yin smashed Mud Blade’s body with both hands, staggered past.

Mud Blade was directly slapped into three pieces.

Mud Blade never dreamed that he would be defeated here, and so miserably.

At this moment, the starry sky blurred, and Mud Blade’s cognition also blurred, and the universe was pitch black.

He released the divine power crazily, allowing Lu Yin to recover some of his consciousness. He hurriedly released the Book of Conferred Gods. In the Book of Conferred Gods, Ming Yan covered Lu Yin with her consciousness, allowing Lu Yin to maintain his sanity. Seeing Lu Yin’s eyes red, Ming Yan felt heartbroken. This battle was too difficult.

Lu Yin spat out a mouthful of blood. Although there was a law of recovery, the wounds caused by Mud Blade’s double-blade slash were far from being so easy to recover. Both sides of his neck were almost cut off.

He endured the serious injury and released the starry sky at his heart to separate the three-color divine power. Otherwise, once Ming Yan’s consciousness could not hold on, he would lose his mind again, and it was hard to say what the result would be.

This was his first attempt to fuse the three-color divine power. He did not expect the effect to be so strong, directly making up for the gap with Mud Blade, so that Mud Blade’s long sword slash could not break through his body’s defense.

The divine power was very strong, extremely powerful.

This is only the three-color divine power. What will happen if the divine power of all colors is integrated?

Lu Yin dared not think about it. He did not dare to guarantee that he could bear it even if he broke through the immortal realm.

Now, it is not easy to separate the three-color divine power.

However, at this moment, the paper bridge built a starry sky, and the mud doll appeared.

Lu Yin frowned. What is the eight colors doing? He fought so hard, but he still let the enemy appear.

Fortunately, he was also prepared. He took out the Supreme Mountain, and Master Qingcao and Kangtian Yongsheng appeared.

Lu Yin was glad that he brought them, otherwise it would be difficult for him to take action in this state.

Master Qingcao and Kangtian Yongsheng scared the mud doll away as soon as they appeared. They did not chase them, but looked around and took a breath of cold air. What happened here?

The aftermath of the battle between Ni Ren and Lu Yin had not yet dissipated. They felt the sharpness of Ni Ren, which they dared not touch. Just like ordinary people facing the blade, the chill made them terrified.

They also felt the domineering of the three-color divine power, as if the entire square inch was filled.

They looked at Lu Yin.

“Please, two guards, keep an eye on Mud Blade, that is, the cement. It has been severely damaged. Don’t let it escape.” Lu Yin reminded.

Master Qingcao looked at Mud Blade. Mud Blade was half dead and couldn’t escape at all: “Okay.”

With Master Qingcao and Kangtian Yongsheng, two immortals, guarding, as long as they don’t encounter the top eight elders of the Mud and Water Kingdom, Lu Yin can rest assured to deal with the backlash of divine power.

Time passed slowly, and the end of the war that Ba Se said did not appear. Perhaps the Mud and Water Kingdom was waiting for Mud Blade. If Mud Blade didn’t go back, the war would not end.

But they didn’t know that Mud Blade couldn’t go back.

The mud doll was scared away by Master Qingcao as soon as it appeared, and it was unknown whether it saw the miserable state of Mud Blade.

Kangtian Yongsheng glanced at Lu Yin from time to time, this monster.

It just tried to contact the remaining cracks in the void with the spatial swamp, and it was torn apart as soon as it touched. That was already the remaining power, and it could disappear at any time. You can imagine how dangerous this battle would be when it started.

Too scary, this Lu Yin is not even at the Eternal Life Realm, too scary, a monster.

A few days later, Lu Yin separated the three colors of divine power and let the three lines return to their respective planets.

He opened his eyes and exhaled heavily. The tyranny that Master Qingcao and Kangtian Yongsheng felt disappeared. That was the tyranny of divine power.

Why hasn’t the Eight Colors appeared yet? Isn’t the war over?

Lu Yin coughed, and Ming Yan appeared beside him, holding Lu Yin and looking at him with heartache.

Lu Yin smiled weakly: “It’s okay.”

Ming Yan nodded: “Yeah.”

Needless to say, she is now one with Lu Yin. If Lu Yin dies, she can’t live either. So there is no need to persuade Lu Yin to be careful. Just stay together. This is her only way out.

Let Ming Yan return to the Record of the Gods. Lu Yin looked around himself. It was really miserable.

There were knife marks all over his body, and blood stained his whole body. Although he had experienced life and death since he embarked on the road of cultivation, he rarely suffered such a terrible blow.

He touched both sides of his neck and was scared. He was almost cut off. This was the worst thing about the power change. His mind was submerged and he didn’t know how to defend and dodge. If the mud blade’s slash was stronger, no matter how powerful his power was after the change, it would be useless if his head was cut off.

It was just a little bit.

He was so badly injured that he had to recover for a while when he returned.

He looked at the mud blade and approached.

Master Qingcao and Kangtian Yongsheng watched.

“Nibieluo, no, let you go.” The mud blade made a low and hoarse voice, weak to the extreme.

Lu Yin nodded: “I won’t let it go either. I will make it pay for the revenge of the ancestors of the Mountain Sword Sect.”

“Just you?” Ni Ren taunted.

Lu Yin said: “Before the battle with you, you seemed to have the same attitude.” After that, without waiting for Ni Ren to refute, he kicked it into the Dianjiangtai hell.

The battle with Ni Ren consumed too much karma from beginning to end, just in time to replenish it.

Looking at the skyrocketing karma, Lu Yin sat down tiredly and looked at Master Qingcao: “Can I contact the Eight Colors?”

Master Qingcao shook his head: “I can’t do it.”

Lu Yin closed his eyes, this time to heal his wounds, waiting for Ni Ren’s karma to increase.

Time passed day by day.

And the paper bridge disappeared.

Far away, in the huge mud and water country, the eight elders gathered, but this time there was one less, and it was Ni Ren.

“What? Mud Blade hasn’t returned? Impossible.”

“How is it possible? Is Wuzhi crazy? Dare to kill Mud Blade? Aren’t they afraid of the constraints of cause and effect?”

Ni Bieluo’s voice sounded: “Mud Blade was defeated by that scoundrel.

We don’t know whether he is alive or dead, so we can only assume that he is dead.” Ni Que’s voice sounded: “Hmph, Wuzhi severely injured Mud Blade himself, and then handed him over to that scoundrel to kill. Despicable.”

“It shouldn’t be. Mud Blade is not stupid. We already know that there is such a powerful scoundrel. Whenever he fights with Wuzhi, he will definitely designate cause and effect first. So after the previous gathering, Wuzhi was no longer willing to go to war with us, let alone severely injure Mud Blade first.”

“With Mud Blade’s strength, it is impossible to severely injure it without being designated by it.”

Ni Bieluo said: “From beginning to end, there was no other Wuzhi to deal with Mud Blade. The one who defeated Mud Blade was that scoundrel.”

Ni Que and other eight elders were shocked: “That scoundrel defeated Mud Blade in a single fight?”

“Yes.”

“How is it possible?” No one believed it. They knew very well what Mud Blade’s strength was. Not to mention how good Mud Blade was, that scoundrel was not even in the realm of immortality. How could he defeat Mud Blade?

Mud Blade has two immortal realms, which is equivalent to conforming to two cosmic laws. Of course, this equivalent refers to being close, not equal.

Even so, it is very powerful. In the Unknown, if you want to fight Mud Blade, you must be a being that conforms to two cosmic laws. Otherwise, at the same level, Mud Blade can completely hunt you down. This is the rogue nature of their Mud and Water Kingdom.

The enemies they face are always one level higher than them, otherwise they can’t escape their pursuit at all. When will creatures at a lower level than them be able to kill them? Especially when they are more than one level lower, it is already too low.

If this is true, they can’t imagine that such a huge gap has ever occurred in such a small distance.

Nibeluo slowly said: “We have lost this war with the Unknown. Everyone in the Mud and Water Kingdom, listen up, from now on, you are not allowed to approach this area. If you meet that rogue, run away immediately. The civilization to which that rogue belongs is called – human beings.”

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(End of this chapter)