"Green Lotus Sword Scripture·Thirty-two Lotus Kills!"
Lu Chenzhou's body shot backward, and at the same time, his long spear spun, creating a vortex as a shield in front of him.
In a haze, Lu Chenzhou seemed to glimpse the Peerless Sword Immortal he once saw while wandering through Chang'an.
It seems the destined inheritor the Green Lotus Sword Immortal awaited was exactly Lu Xuanjian.
Thirty-two phantoms of green lotus formed a vast emerald river swirling around Lu Xuanjian.
He rode his sword, covering the distance of twenty zhang in an instant.
"This sword—can cut down the End Realm!"
Lu Xuanjian swept his sword across the throat, transforming into a green wind, slashing hundreds of sword shadows around Lu Chenzhou in the blink of an eye.
Lu Chenzhou's form sank, forcefully breaching the swordstorm as if shrinking ground into inches, appearing behind Lu Xuanjian, his spear thrusting directly at the heart.
