Immortal Martial God

Chapter 2230 Light

Chapter 2230 Light

Luo Sheng fell far away. He finally let go of the huge saber in his hand that he refused to let go even if he died.

As he fell, his head was already scorched by lightning. Terrifying lightning invaded his head cavity and invaded his spine.

This caused Luo Sheng to completely lose his ability to move.

He fell to the ground not far away with a loud thud, and his entire body was unconsciously convulsing.

He tried his best to raise his head, wanting to stand up, but he could no longer feel his own body.

He tried to move his body, but it didn't move except for the convulsions and tremors.

His eyes were still filled with determination, but he only looked at one thing.

Everyone followed his gaze, only to see that what he was looking at was a huge saber on the ground in the distance.

The Star Tracer pulled out the knife that pierced through his head and threw it out.

He's looking at his knife!

It was as if as long as he could hand over the saber into his hand, he would be able to fight again!

Xing Ye bent down and picked up the huge saber from the ground. He dragged the edge of the saber and drew it across the ground before walking to Luo Sheng.

He looked down at Luo Sheng and said, "So what? I'll give it to you. What can you do?"

As he spoke, Xing Ye threw the huge saber onto Luo Sheng's right hand and laughed loudly.

Luo Sheng's expression was expressionless, but he saw that his right hand, which had completely lost its ability to move, was actually connected to a thread!

This was an almost imperceptible thread of Astral Qi. One end of the thread was wrapped around Luo Sheng's right thumb while the other was wrapped around his tongue behind his teeth!

"Huh?" Starleaf saw the thread.

Luo Sheng's tongue twitched as he pulled the thumb of his right hand.

With a buzzing sound, the giant saber bounced up and spun clockwise in the air!

Luo Sheng suddenly leaned his head back and hammered the ground with the back of his head, bouncing his entire body forward.

He opened his mouth and bit the hilt of the saber. He had a huge saber in his mouth, and there was an incomparably strong fighting spirit in his eyes!

Luo Sheng bit the huge saber and pounced over Xing Ye's body, cutting off the head of Xing Ye!

Peng!

In the next moment, Luo Sheng heavily fell to the ground. He still firmly bit the hilt of the saber, twisted his head, and used the long blade to push himself to the ground, spinning himself up again!

He was actually able to bite the hilt of the saber into a vertical bite in his mouth. As he flew, he stretched his head forward and with a pu sound, the saber pierced through a fifth level Heavenly Tribulation pseudo-god!

At this moment, the pseudo-god's chest was stabbed with a huge saber. Luo Sheng gritted his teeth on the hilt of the saber, and his entire body was hanging on the hilt of the saber.

He forcefully twisted his head, and with the help of the twisting force of the blade, he threw his body into the air, pulled out the huge saber from the pseudo-god's chest, and pounced towards the next pseudo-god.

The Star Trace descended from the sky, her hands butted together, sending out a thick pillar of lightning towards Luo Sheng.

Peng!

Luo Sheng was about to succeed, but he was struck by the lightning.

Star Leaf had been revived again, and the pseudo-god who had been stabbed into his chest had completely recovered.

The six pseudo-gods stood in a circle and surrounded Luo Sheng.

Luo Sheng's body was uncontrollable, like a fish struggling to get out of the water, jumping up and down.

However, his expression was still cold as he said, "It's a pity …"

"I almost hit another person."

Xing Ye felt that the atmosphere around him was strange. He turned around and saw all the martial artists kneeling on the ground.

Countless martial artists knelt and crawled in circles, like a giant sunflower that bloomed in layers upon layers.

The stamen at the core of the flower was Luo Sheng's direction.

He subdued everyone with his strong fighting will and pure martial spirit.

Luo Sheng lay calmly on the ground. His eyes were absent-minded, and he no longer looked at his enemies.

He only looked at the pitch-black night sky with disappointment and said, "At most, this is the best we can do."

"What a pity, I won't have the chance to fight you in the end. What a pity."

"If there is another chance, would you be willing to fight me?"

Luo Sheng's voice grew weaker and weaker.

"If, it's just … there's no more if."

"Your saber … is very good … I like it …"

"It can … be like this … very …"

Everyone listened diligently, desperately trying to hear what Luo Sheng, this legendary figure, was saying in the last fifteen minutes of their lives.

However, it was also regrettable that Luo Sheng's aura was getting weaker and weaker. Everyone could only hear a few broken words.

However, Luo Sheng still hadn't finished his words. As he spoke, he broke off. His eyes and pupils spread out …

A generation of martial arts masters had perished.

There was a sad smell in the air, as if the wind was also composing a farewell song for him.

A long and loud sound of the flute came from afar, and the melody was heartbreaking to hear.

This was the number one martial artist of the present age, Xiao Zhengyang, sending off Luo Sheng, the number one warrior of martial arts.

Years later, there was such an epitaph on Luo Sheng's tombstone.

"He never lowered his head. Before he died, he was still looking up at the night sky. Perhaps his martial arts were as convenient as the night sky, never ending."

…

"I promise."

A sad voice came from the smelting furnace.

The six pseudo-gods looked at the smelting furnace in unison.

The smelting furnace exploded with a boom, and a beam of light shot straight into the clouds.

In the light, a person slowly walked over.

As he walked, he opened his right hand.

The giant saber on the ground started to buzz and flew into his hand with a whoosh.

"Xiang Nan! So you've been hiding here, but your aura fluctuation … is wrong, what's wrong with you?" Star Trace's eyes widened in surprise.

Xiang Nan stroked his saber. He looked up at Luo Sheng's corpse and said, "I promise you that there will be a battle between us. I will give you a satisfactory result."

"You are the most admirable martial artist I have ever met."

"But now, I want to avenge you first."

"No, something's wrong with this kid!" Star Trace's face turned pale.

Xiang Nan looked at the pseudo-gods and said, "I don't need the power you gave me, nor do I need the spiritual sea system that you gave to the entire human race."

"To defeat a false god, I will use my own abilities. Just like Luo Sheng, I will not surrender."

Xing Ye was anxious and pointed at Xiang Nan with lightning.

This lightning bolt was unprecedentedly powerful, even stronger than the lightning bolt he shot at Luo Sheng when he was furious!

This lightning was scarlet red!

Pa!

An astonishing finger force fiercely hit Xiang Nan's forehead.

However, Xiang Nan was only slightly pushed back in the head, and a halo was shining between his eyebrows.

"What is it?" Xing Ye was stunned.

Xiang Nan raised his right hand, and a ball of light appeared in his palm.

"No, this is not the power of the World Devastating Divine Lightning, nor is it the Dipper Qi condensed from the Spiritual Qi!" Star Trace sucked in a breath of cold air and retreated repeatedly.

"Of course not," Xiang Nan said. "It's light. It's the power of light."

"It's the power to expel evil spirits and darkness in this dark world."

Xiang Nan raised his finger and the ball of light turned into a beam of light that pierced through Xing Ye's forehead.