Chapter 1282: Lu Zu's Remorse!

Yan Fei's spirit has been observing Lu Zu, after his words, Lu Zu's heart suddenly trembled, thinking about it, he couldn't help but regret a little, Lu Zu had already realized his recklessness.

Invisibly, Lu Zu's battle intent weakened a little, and even the murderous aura and corpse qi outside his body were weakening, and all these changes could not escape Yan Fei's observation.

Well, that's what you want.

Even if you regret it today, even if you don't want to fight, it can't help you.

Yan Fei saw the opportunity, the sword yuan in his body was running to the extreme, the Evil Sword in his hand was buzzing, the aura on Lu Zu's side was weakening, but Yan Fei's side was constantly increasing.

After three or five breaths, Yan Fei once again entered the state of human and sword unity.

The figure flickered, as fast as Xuan Thunder, and went straight to Lu Zu.

The distance of dozens of zhang was an instant for Yan Fei, the sword light shone, and Lu Zu suddenly came back to his senses.

By the time he came back to his senses, Yan Fei was only a few feet away from him.

This kind of thing is an abstract existence, the will to fight is not a direct combat effectiveness, but it is the most important factor that promotes combat effectiveness, a relatively low cultivation of a martial artist, if he has a super strong fighting will, he can give full play to his strength, even in the face of a higher level of strength of the opponent, it can also win, on the contrary, even if the strength of a martial artist is slightly higher, once there is no fighting will, it is impossible to fully exert one's cultivation, even if it faces an opponent with slightly lower strength, it is very likely to lose.

At this moment, Yan Fei's words invisibly greatly weakened Lu Zu's fighting spirit.

Once he had concerns in his heart, it was impossible for Lu Zu to forcibly improve his fighting spirit, so he could only use his strength as much as possible to resist.

However, Yan Fei here, what is not lacking is the fighting spirit.

The lives of tens of millions of mortals in the Frost City, those eyes that pinned their hopes on themselves were Yan Fei's fighting spirit.

The brothers' expectations for themselves are Yan Fei's fighting spirit.

The injured Lao Qingniu and Ying Longwang, as well as that little black, are also Yan Fei's fighting spirit.

No matter who it is, Yan Fei is bound to fight to the end, and he will win the battle until the last breath.

Originally, Yan Fei, who was cultivating again, was not much worse than Lu Zu's strength, but now, one was high, and the other was gone, Yan Fei rushed forward this time, like a tiger descending from the mountain, the sword came out like a rainbow, and the sword fell silently.

Brush!

It was directly a sword sweep, and Lu Zu was a little stunned.

To fight, or not to fight? The strength of this human being is not weak, and if I have to fight him to the death today, even if I win, I am afraid that he will have to consume a lot of money, and if he does not do it, he will have to be seriously injured.

At this time, preserving strength is the key, which race makes the first move, it will definitely weaken its strength, and it will definitely be eaten by wolves at that time.

Hey, a mistake, a mistake, as the head of the clan, how did I make such a ridiculous decision.

Lu Zu was annoyed in his heart.

I just want to expand the territory area and get more corpse sources for refining corpses, which is not a mistake, but I didn't expect this cold door to be so tough, it turned out to be a difficult bone to gnaw.

If you don't fight, you can't do it now.

Could it be that when my ancestor faced a little human being, he still had to be defeated and flee?

In this way, although I can preserve my strength, in the hearts of the Qunlu, my dignity will definitely be greatly reduced.

Lu Zu was in a dilemma for a while.

It's not war, it's not war.

Yan Fei didn't care so much, the sword blade became sharper and sharper, and the infused sword element became stronger and stronger, and the sword qi already contained the power of chaos.

It was three swords in an instant, but these three swords were still dodged by Lu Zu.

Yan Fei, who was unforgiving, had his sword qi out of his body, and ten thousand swords flew together, and at the same time manifested his clone, and performed the Yin and Yang Five Elements Doppelganger Technique, and various sword skills were displayed one after another, so that Lu Zu, who was several feet tall, was a little unbearable.

Step back, step by step, passive from the beginning, it is not easy to turn the situation around.

After about a cup of tea, Lu Zu was once again hit by Yan Fei's flying sword.

The wound was not big, nor was it serious, but it did hurt Lu Zu.

Under the flying of ten thousand swords, this flying sword is equivalent to a beginning, and then, the second sword also cut a hole in Lu Zu's body and flew through, and then the third and fourth ......

For a while, Lu Zu, one of the famous Nine Ancient Ancestors, was a little stunned by Yan Fei.

Qun Lu saw it in their eyes, shocked, they didn't know what happened between Yan Fei and Lu Zu, all they saw was the result, in their opinion, their emperor was not Yan Fei's opponent.

The morale of the group also began to decline.

At the head of the city, everyone in the cold door knows that the opportunity is in front of them.

So, I don't know who shouted, and everyone in the cold gate began to launch a fierce counterattack towards the group and the corpse army.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and the group was forced to retreat by the people of the cold gate.

The combat effectiveness of the corpse army has also weakened a lot, on the contrary, the current Hanmen is highly motivated, rushing up like tigers and wolves, completely ignoring their own life and death, the three of them are old and young, defending the Frost City with their lives, and now Yan Fei, facing Lu Zu to the end, which makes everyone tell themselves in their hearts, if I don't fight hard, I will look down on myself.

As a result, the casualty count of the Lu tribe began to rise, and the already heavy loss of the corpse army also disappeared in large numbers.

Lu Zu's heart regretted it even more.

The attack on Hanmen was to enhance the strength of the Lu clan, but so far, the Lu clan has suffered heavy losses, and this transaction is simply a loss.

A distraction.

The Hellish Divine Sword in Yan Fei's hand stabbed directly into Lu Zu's lower abdomen with a pop, and the force of this sword stab was not light, and one-third of the sword body did not enter Lu Zu's body.

Lu Zu let out a terrible howl, and those eyes stared at Yan Fei viciously, and Yan Fei, facing Zi Si's eyes, did not have the slightest timidity in the face of this hideous and terrifying face.

On the contrary, it was Lu Zu, when he saw the evil smile that appeared on the corner of Yan Fei's mouth, he actually faintly felt fear.

Suddenly, a voice finally came out of Lu Zu's heart.

He didn't know Yan Fei, but vaguely, Yan Fei's eyes seemed to give him a little familiar feeling at this moment.

"Are you...... No, this is impossible, how is this possible, how can you be him, I don't know how many years have passed in a blink of an eye, didn't he have already flown to the realm of the gods, impossible. ”

"Tsk, in this world, there are too many things that seem impossible. Yan Fei sneered, angrily exerted his strength, and pulled out the Evil Divine Sword.