Chapter 447

It turned out that this sword was his highest speed. Even before most people reacted, the sharp sword tip appeared only a few feet away from Lu Xiaotian. And the green blade sword is also a Danyuan magic weapon. At such a close distance, at the speed of the black and thin old man, can the silver haired young man escape? At least most friars ask themselves that they can't do it. The speed of the black and thin old man is definitely the top among the top friars who build the foundation.

Even the Jindan friars of the foreign alliance looked amazing when they saw this blow. Before, they thought that the black and thin old man would just delay time by relying on speed and consume Lu Xiaotian's strength as much as possible, but they also appreciated the black and thin old man's magic sword. It was an iron tower, In addition, a top foundation building friar who hurried from other places was also quite moved. If they were suddenly attacked by this attack, even if they didn't die, it would cost a lot to survive.

However, at the next moment, everyone stared, and it seemed that they didn't believe their eyes. In the face of the amazing sword of the black and thin old man, the silver haired young man didn't dodge and didn't even move his body. But the black and thin old man's body had been fixed in mid air and kept holding a sword.

When the green front sword was about feet away from Lu Xiaotian, the people didn't even have time to see how Lu Xiaotian moved. When the black and thin old man was fixed, they saw that there were suddenly two more fingers at the blade, which just clamped the green front sword.

At this time, even if the black and thin old man's face was red, he couldn't get any more points in his sword.

"How could it be!" many friars of the foreign alliance have called out. This is the full strength sword of the friars in the later stage of foundation construction. It is also a Dan yuan magic tool. The silver haired young man clamped it with only two fingers. With human flesh and blood, how can we compete with Dan yuan magic tools? How can this silver haired youth do it?

Friar Jindan, who had good eyesight, naturally found the broken method fist worn by Lu Xiaotian at this time. If the color of the broken method fist had not changed slightly when Lu Xiaotian used it, they had not noticed it before.

Kui Zhong several Jindan friars looked at each other in surprise. With their eyesight, they could naturally see that although there were some strangeness in the fist, there seemed to be no breath fluctuation. That is to say, Lu Xiaotian gripped the sword with his fingers, all relying on his own strength and no luck. The young man with silver hair was far more difficult to deal with than they thought.

Not only the foreign friars, but also the friars in the moon watching fairy world, also looked incredible.

At the moment when everyone was stunned, the green blade sword suddenly slipped out from between his fingers, but the direction of sliding out was the position controlled by Lu Xiaotian, a few inches from his forehead, but Lu Xiaotian's fingers had directly slid to the handle of the sword. The strength of the black and thin old man lies in his speed, but Lu Xiaotian has to be above it under the outbreak of close range. The strength of the other side is among the many top foundation building friars faced by Lu Xiaotian, but it is of a medium and upper level. He is caught between his two fingers. Naturally, he can't get rid of it with his strength. What's more, Lu Xiaotian just wants to change the direction of this sword.

The black and thin old man looked terrified. At this time, he wanted to retreat again, but he had a sharp pain in his chest and a crack in his sternum.

With a puff, the black and thin old man's body flied back powerlessly in the air, fell powerlessly to the ground and twitched.

Even the best defensive magic weapon leather armor could not resist Lu Xiaotian's palm printed on his chest. With the physique of the black and thin old man, how can he bear the terrible palm power of penetration.

Before a moment, the black and thin old man was out of breath on the ground.

"Wow --" the monks of all factions in the moon watching immortal world burst into a burst of startling cheers.

"Elder martial brother Lu! Elder martial brother Lu!" Peng Dayong and some other friars who built the foundation of LingXiao palace witnessed the scene. With blood boiling, they couldn't help taking out their weapons and holding them up to the sky and shouting.

Some Qi refining friars should call Lu Xiaotian an elder, but when they saw such a wonderful battle, they forgot their feelings and shouted along with Peng Da with some foundation building friars. Although it seemed a little nondescript, at this time, there were more and more shouts. But no one cares about these, but the wave of sound gathering on the dark crowd, like a flood, wants to hit the clouds directly. Even Lei Wantian, Huo Yuming, Bishu laoguai, and some Jindan friars of other sects watching the war, they can't help feeling their blood is boiling.

At this time, even these golden elixirs became the foil of the silver haired youth on the platform of the war, and the focus of everyone's attention. At this time, only the man in the wheelchair was left. Although a normal person looks more or less strange in a wheelchair, at this time, from Lu Xiaotian's look, everyone feels normal.

All the foundation building friars and Qi refining friars in the moon watching world fell into a frenzy. The momentum of the moon watching fairy world was rising day by day. It seemed that there was no peak. Even the golden pill friars were moved by it. Only the calm face of the silver haired youth in the line of sight was consistent and not moved by foreign objects.

However, in the eyes of the monks, Lu Xiaotian's calmness seemed more like a king present. He did not need a redundant word or a redundant look, so he had shown enough ruling power. Even the foundation building and gas refining friars among those foreign friars have a feeling that they can only look up.

"This son has a natural commander-in-chief temperament, but he has a indifferent temperament, which is really rare." even in the hostile camp, Kui Zhong couldn't help sighing at this time.

"I'm afraid this is the only one who can subdue countless base building and Qi refining friars in several immortal worlds during the foundation building period. It's said that this son's cultivation qualification is very ordinary. Fortunately, he is only a base building friar. It's not our blessing if he is a Jindan friar. It's a pity that such a person was born in the moon watching immortal world."

It was Xiang Zhen, who was arrogant by nature. At this time, his eyes were full of appreciation. Although the two men killed by Lu Xiaotian were strong, they were not many top-notch. The monks of Xiang iron tower could defeat them. Even Lu Xiaotian did not show how powerful the attack moves were. However, Kui Zhong, Xiang Zhen and others feel that changing the Xiang iron tower, or others, can not reach the level that Lu Xiaotian almost madly supports other monks. Therefore, Kui Zhong will say that Lu Xiaotian has a natural commander's temperament.

Lu Xiaotian on the platform was only two simple kills, which was thousands of times better than those impassioned. But these Jindan friars had an idea in their hearts that another person could not achieve this effect, even if they played.