From the early stage of the Heavenly Level Venerable to the peak of the Heavenly Level Venerable, for many practitioners, it will take thousands of years of hard practice at any time.

Even this has to be done with everything going well.

On the other hand, Mr. Gu in front of him made a breakthrough in the last battle like eating and drinking water, and obviously he still has enough energy!

This is obviously the result of the fortune of millions of luck.

Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh again: "It's better to be lucky."

But then again, this method is not possible even if you want to learn it. It is easy to pave the way for luck, but it is necessary to have so much luck.

There are many lucky things at any time, and there must be ready-made luck. Looking at the entire inner royal court, there are probably only a few who can have such big money.

And this is still not over yet.

Just after the breakthrough, Mr. Gu turned his head and showed tens of millions of luck, and condensed into the shape of a knife in his hand.

"Qiyun Knife?"

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows.

Mr. Gu sneered: "That's right, it's the Qilu sword, the sharpest knife in the world. I wonder if your sword can still hold on to it this time?"

Strictly speaking, there is no such thing as the sharpest sword in the world.

After all, there are countless magical weapons and weapons, and the real level cannot be used to perform hardcore tests of pairs of cutting. Any so-called sharpest is essentially false propaganda.

But the Qiyun Knife is the sharpest knife in the world, but few people can refute this sentence.

Nothing else, the sharpness of the Qilu knife is not because its own strength is exaggerated, but because any weapon will break itself under the influence of Qilu exhaustion.

In this way, it is naturally not an exaggeration to say that it is the sharpest.

Lin Yi was intrigued: "You can try it."

"Okay, then you can try it."

Mr. Gu spoke and took out his knife again.

The moment Lin Yi showed his sword, he saw thousands of sword shadows in his eyes!

What the other party did not use one knife, but a full ten million knifes!

No matter how powerful a swordsman is, no matter how high his cultivation level is in the sword art, no matter how fast he is in the sword, it is impossible to exaggerate it to such an extent.

This is the blessing from the Qiyun Knife.

Mr. Gu laughed happily: "Good luck is the best, and everything you do is as happy as God's help!"

At this moment, Lin Yi was already a dead person who didn't need to care about anymore.

If these tens of millions of knives are cut off, not to mention that the Qihao knife in his hand is held, even a fire-burning stick can smash a master of the Venerable Realm into meat sauce.

Why should Lin Yi compete with him as a mid-level venerable in the Earth-level?

Once Lin Yi dies, no one in the entire Han Palace can stop him. At that time, he will swallow the Han Palace and use this as the foundation to further swallow the seven king palaces!

Controlling the entire inner royal court is just around the corner.

A dragon roar interrupted Mr. Gu's instant imagination.

Looking at the dragon soul lingering around Lin Yi, Mr. Gu didn't care.

The dragon is so high in the eyes of ordinary people, but for his existence at the level, it is just a beast.

Not to mention an illusory dragon soul, even if a true dragon with pure bloodline is pushed in front of him, it will be chopped to death with one knife.

Piggy-back things don't require any trouble.

Until Lin Yi handed out a sword casually.

The millions of sword shadows brought by the Qiluo knife came to an abrupt end in an instant.

What's going on!

Seeing the luck knife in his hand shattered, Mr. Gu's face was filled with astonishment and he was stunned.

This is a lucky knife, which condenses the existence of millions of luck. In theory, no weapon can face it head-on. How can it collapse if it collapses?

Is it this sword? Or the effect of this dragon soul?

Mr. Gu was confused, but he didn't know that this was just a layer of effect on the mystery of Lin Yi's dragon soul.

It is called resonance.

As the name suggests, it means adjusting the frequency to resonate with the other party.

In fact, if you face ordinary weapons, resonance can certainly have a destructive effect, but it is difficult to achieve such an effect.

The Qilu knife condenses from Qilu into a solid body. The principle of its formation is to rely on the entanglement and vibration of extremely high frequency between Qilu, which is now directly hitting the muzzle of the Dragon Soul mystery.

Other people's serious weapons can last for at least a while before they collapse.

On the other hand, once the Qi Yun Knife is found, it will be a matter of a moment, just as it is now.

Mr. Gu did not have such perverted insight, and he couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment, but the more he did, the greater the impact Lin Yi brought to him.

I don’t understand the harshness of my senses, and I’m extremely frightened to think carefully.

But now that things have come to this point, he didn't have time to think about other countermeasures, and in a hurry he could only spend millions of luck again and gather a knife of luck again.

The only thing he could count on was that Lin Yi was just a mistake.

Or maybe Lin Yi used up his luck knife just now and exhausted his trump card.

However, the cruel reality slapped him hard.

Accompanied by a dragon roar, the second Qihao knife shattered again.

Now, Mr. Gu's heart completely sank to the bottom.

Reason told him that the best choice now is to run away quickly, and the Han Palace cannot be taken.

But he was unwilling to give up.

It took a long time to make arrangements and took a lot of effort and energy. I finally caught such a unique opportunity. The meat was already at the mouth but I could only eat a small bite. Who would be willing to change it?

"Impossible! No one can stop me!"

Mr. Gu gritted his teeth and directly threw down 20 million luck, which actually condensed the double luck knife.

Even Lin Yi couldn't help but thrust his eyelids.

Not to mention anything else, this guy's work is really good.

You know, although the Qilu Sword is extremely powerful, it has a fatal flaw compared to other weapons.

It is a disposable consumable.

If you spend thousands of luck, no matter how you use it during the process, it will automatically dissipate when the time limit is reached.

This is a pure luxury.

Otherwise, the Qi and fortune swords would have been everywhere. After all, for masters who have reached the Venerable Realm level, especially those above the Earth Venerable, although the 10 million fortune is a huge sum of money, it is not impossible to make up for it if you grit your teeth.

But if you want to spend ten million luck just for a limited-time consumable, this is really not something that ordinary practitioners can afford.

In less than three breaths, Mr. Gu had already smashed four lucky knives. Including this breakthrough in the last battle, the total luck was 50 million.

In terms of wealth and wealth, this person is the best Lin Yi has ever seen.

"Die for me!"

Mr. Gu used his swords together and poured out his life's strength.

At this time, the three breath time limit is approaching. If Lin Yi is not solved, it will be a violent backlash from the ancestors of the Han Palace. By then, he will be in great danger.

Lin Yihui used an ordinary sword.

Under Mr. Gu's desperate eyes, the two lucky knives shattered.
Chapter completed!