"Humble mortal, your cold jokes are not funny at all!"

The angel held the Flame Holy Sword in his hand and scoffed at Luo Yu's words just now.

"Suffer death!"

This angel had a handsome face, but the murderous intent was very heavy, without any warning, a lightning charge, swept in front of Luo Yu.

"Cross cut!"

The angel's sword-swinging action is perfectly combined with the body's sprinting movement, and the white shadow dragged out of the body, and the flame light of the sword blade, build a gorgeous doji pattern.

Clang!!

Luo Yu raised the Qinglian Sword in time, parryed it, and the whole person flew far away under the impact of the huge force.

"Yes, you already have a demigod. ”

Luo Yu stabilized his figure and nodded.

This angel claims to be a god, and in terms of explosiveness and speed, as well as the coordination of the body, he has indeed surpassed the limits of the human body.

Under Luo Yu's Heavenly Dao Eye's insight, the other party even had a demigod body.

In other words, this angel can fight against the human powerhouses of the Overlord Realm just by virtue of the strength of his physical body.

"Luo Xianyu, my god has just started to warm up, you can't bear it anymore, what are you going to do to fight with my god!"

Pope Max sneered triumphantly there.

"Really?"

Luo Yu glanced at the pope with contempt, and then also retaliated with a tooth for a tooth, in his own way, and launched a charge to fight back.

He stepped on the flying fairy step, the phantom dreamy, swept in front of the angel in an instant, and the Qinglian sword in his hand cut horizontally, drawing a dazzling green rainbow.

The cross charge launched by the angel just now, although gorgeous, but the charge and the sword can still be disassembled and played back in slow motion.

However, Luo Yu's sword is a complete overlap between people and swordsmen, and in the words of the famous Chinese swordsmen, it has reached the point of true unity of man and sword.

At the moment when Qinghong lit up, there was a hint of surprise in the angel's eyes.

Clang!!!

In the left hand of the angel, he quietly sacrificed a battle shield and placed it across his chest, blocking Luo Yu's powerful sword.

Rao was like this, the angel also stepped on the ground, and the figure retreated more than ten meters, and his feet made two long marks on the ground.

"Mortal, your strength and speed, and that strange move, kind of funny. ”

The angel quickly concealed the surprise in his eyes, and his face still had the kind of nonchalant arrogance.

"Then take me another sword and try it. ”

Luo Yu snorted, a green lotus bloomed under his feet, and his figure merged with Qingxia, turning into a green rainbow and rising into the sky.

This green rainbow flew to a high place, and then fell like a beam of green thunder.

The angel raised his shield to resist, and the cyan sword light shone on him.

Burst~~

As the two figures staggered apart, blood splattered.

Pope Max was terrified, someone was injured, but with his eyesight, it was hard to see who was injured.

It wasn't until the two figures returned to their respective positions that Pope Max finally saw that Luo Yu's figure and the sword light had separated, and there were no scars on their bodies.

On the other hand, the angel, Pope Max gasped.

"My God, are you alright?"

He was horrified to see that one of his god's arms had been severed off shoulder-high.

The arm holding the shield fell to the ground at this time, and it was bloody, which made people understand one thing, the blood flowing in the angel's body was also red.

"Mortal, what's the name of your move just now?"

Ordinary people had broken their arms, and they had already wailed and cried out in pain, however, this angel didn't care about the severed shoulder at all, but had a gloomy face, expressionless, staring at Luo Yu coldly, and asking sharply, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

"This is a sword style I created with the "Qinglian Sword Song" combined with my Feather Immortal Dao, and I haven't thought of a name yet, but since you asked, I'll call it 'Shocking'. ”

Luo Yu smiled indifferently.

In the past, when the sword immortals of the previous dynasties obtained the "Qinglian Sword Song", they would only comprehend the sword intent in it, but Luo Yu knew how to combine it with his own Dao and create a sword technique suitable for himself.

For example, the move just now is the second sword style created by Luo Yu after "One Sword Flying Immortal".

When it was unleashed, the human sword turned into rainbow light and fell from the sky, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, and the power was very huge, even the demigod body of the angel in front of him couldn't resist it.

In the ancient Chinese language, the word "stunning" is used to describe the thunder that makes all creatures tremble, and it is appropriate to name this sword style.

"Stinging, what a sting!"

The angel laughed coldly, and then, under the gaze of Luo Yu and Pope Max, the arm that was cut off by Luo Yu actually jumped up from the ground, flew back, and automatically connected to the angel's severed arm.

Moreover, with the holy light of the Holy Light, the crack in the broken arm was also healed in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing such an illogical scene, Luo Yu was fine, and Pope Max was completely worshipped.

"I am mighty, a divine body, eternal and immortal!"

Pope Max frantically applauded his god and sang praises.

Indeed, such a natural ability is a perfect interpretation of the gap between mortals and gods.

The biggest difference between gods and mortals is that at the level of living beings, the two no longer belong to the same kind.

Even if a mortal is as strong as an overlord, he is still flesh and blood.

No matter how high the cultivation of the overlord realm powerhouse is, if the arm is broken and the body is cut, it is absolutely impossible to recover quickly by itself, at most, the vitality is extremely strong.

And this angel, whose entire arm was completely cut off by Luo Yu's sword, fell to the ground, and could fly back to pick it up by himself, that is, when the top ten overlords saw it, they would have a chill down their spines, wondering if the other party really had some hegemonic body, immortal body, or divine body.

But Luo Yu won't make a fuss.

In Luo Yu's eyes, there was nothing to make a fuss about.

Although the other party is a false god, in some aspects, he does already have the characteristics of a god.

The cut body can also be automatically renewed, indicating that the other party's flesh and blood already contain abundant divine power, once the limbs are destroyed and split by external forces, the divine power will be drawn to the body, automatically position each other, rely on it again, and heal itself.

That's the terrible thing about demigods.

But that's about it.

Luo Yu believed that if he had directly turned that arm into ashes just now, this angel would definitely not have the ability to grow a new one.

In addition, if the sword just now cut off not the opponent's arm, but the fatal part of the body, for example, cutting off the head and cutting the waist, even if the opponent can recover, the time required will be very long, and it will definitely not be able to recover at once like the one just now, and the divine power consumed is also even greater.

This is precisely the limitation of demigods.

"Mortal, it's not bad that you can actually make this angel hurt and bleed, but that's the end of it!"

After the angel took his arm back, his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface, but his eyes were full of cold killing intent, and he wanted to fight quickly and didn't dare to drag it out any longer.

In the final analysis, Luo Yu's "stunning" sword just now had already made this self-proclaimed god angel feel a real threat.

(End of chapter)