Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

The whole process, he was thinking about how to tame the sword or how to break the formation.

Unexpectedly, the magic sword locked onto him so early.

Lu Zhou looked at the magic sword helplessly.

"Back off." Lu Zhou said calmly.

Jiang Aijian swept past Qin Jun and took him aside.

Xiao Yuan'er took a few steps back!

Luzhou jumped into the air and rose into the sky.

The magic sword could no longer hold back, piercing the sky and stabbing Lu Zhou.

call out--

boom!

The magic sword hit Buddha Gold.

A ten-foot-tall golden statue of Buddha appears!

Everyone looked up.

Including those practitioners from small sects that were still struggling to survive, they had to raise their heads.

The golden statue of Buddha is taller than a huge tombstone!

Lu Zhou walked through the air and brought the Buddha's golden body to the middle of the Seven Jue Formation.

No matter how crazy the demon sword attacks, it cannot shake the Buddha's golden identity.

Ten seconds...he only has ten seconds...

Where is the formation eye?

At the same time, all the sword groups around the Qijue Formation seemed to sense a powerful enemy and attacked the Buddha's golden body at the same time.

The dense group of swords blocked the view.

The ten-foot-tall golden body of the Buddha has not diminished at all.

"too strong!"

"This is the real golden body of Buddha!"

The practitioners who were lying on the ground looked at the golden body in horror and said, "Who is this?"

Unfortunately--

Ten seconds is too short.

The moment the Buddha's golden body disappeared, demon swords and flying swords swarmed up.

boom!

Another golden body of Buddha expands!

The flying sword that entered the golden body area was instantly defeated! It scattered and fell.

They were stuck on the ground one after another.

Jiang Aijian was filled with admiration: "I can also shrink my golden body freely, I'm convinced... I'm really convinced..."

Luzhou seems to have found a way...

At this moment, dozens of flying swords fell to the ground, motionless.

It was obviously destroyed.

Lu Zhou raised his right hand.

In the palm of his hand, a short and delicate unnamed sword was suspended, emitting a faint red light.

Ten seconds should be enough.

When masters compete with each other, every second counts. What's more, this magic sword has no intention of evading it!

Then...let's go head-to-head!
Chapter completed!