I Was Forced to Control The World

I saw that the sword he pretended to be cut on a mountain with the power of the Extreme Dark Sword.

And after that mountain came into contact with this sword, it exploded on the spot and became shattered!

The place was razed to the ground by this sword, and no grass grew.

Seeing this scene, Xu Lao's expression suddenly changed and he was shocked!

"This!" He opened his mouth wide and couldn't even speak.

Old Xu knows that his sword is extremely profound. If he hadn't practiced hard, he would not be able to master it in such a short period of time!

But Lu Li only took a look, and still in the state of making a mistake, used this sword to chop the mountain to pieces?

If you don’t make mistakes, wouldn’t it be true that you’ve made it through three or four?

Thinking of this, Xu Lao blushed.

He thought Lu Li was bragging just now, but he didn't expect that what Lu Li said was the truth.

"Such a talent, so terrifying! The end is terrifying!" Old Xu feels ashamed.

And Lu Li's expression was a bit complicated at the moment.

"Ji Ming Sword is worthy of being a middle-grade immortal weapon, it is powerful!" He screamed fiercely in his heart, overjoyed!

However, he was observant of his words, and controlled his emotions well, without being noticed by Xu Lao.

"Hahaha! The old man really didn't see the wrong person!"

Old Xu's face was red, and he smiled with his palms: "There are eight styles of the Lei Lei sword. What I demonstrated to you just now is the first style-Nuze."

"The other seven styles are: Danshan, Xuanfeng, Thunder, Earth Fire, Raging Waves, Angry Thunder, and Sky Breaking. They are divided into heaven, earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, and mountains, which represent the eight powers between heaven and earth."

"The angry wave you just learned is just the simplest one. I will teach you the other seven styles later."

When Lu Li heard the words, he smiled without saying a word.

He knew that he had successfully bluffed Old Xu.

Elder Xu continued: "Well, now the test is over. Your talent is so terrifying. The old man has never seen someone with such a strong talent like you, so he doesn't dare to be your master."

Lu Li said, "What do you say, since the talent is okay, then I will ask you to be my teacher!"

Elder Xu couldn't believe it, and asked, "Are you really willing to worship me as a teacher?"

To be honest, Xu Lao was a little flattered.

When he was young, he offended a sect holy place.

As a result, all the masters of the Holy Land came out, chasing and killing them all over the world.

He was not afraid at all. He swept across a thousand troops with one sword and one man, and the blood of the sect he killed was flowing into a river, and the corpses were everywhere.

But that can only be so powerful after hundreds of millions of hard work.

Now Lu Li's talent really surprised him.

He could already predict that in the future, Lu Li would definitely be able to go farther in the kendo and become an unparalleled kendo power.

But such a person turned out to be his own apprentice?

Xu Laoru was in a dream.

Lu Li was stunned when he saw him, and hurriedly added a fire, and said, "Of course I do! Without further ado, let's hold the apprenticeship ceremony soon!"

Xu Lao Rumeng woke up and nodded happily and said: "Okay! But you don't need to kowtow, I can't stand it..."

However, before he could finish his words, Lu Li had already knocked his head three times and said, "Master is here, please be respected by the disciple!"

When Old Xu saw this, his heart was suddenly sweet.

"In this case, the old man will teach you all of what he has learned all his life!"

"Thank you, Master!" Lu Li kowtowed again.

Old Xu quickly helped him up, then looked at the white clouds in the distance, and shouted cheerfully:

"Hahaha, I promise some disciples of Guizong will be like this, and I will definitely be able to kill the Holy Land of Flowing Light in the future, and I will exhale!"

Old Xu laughed boldly, his face flushed.

Lu Li raised his eyebrows and asked puzzledly: "Master, do you have enemies?"

A touch of bitterness flashed across the corner of Old Xu's mouth, and he sighed and said:

"Oh! When I was young, I practiced in the Holy Land of Streaming Light, apprentice to the Lord of Rage and Sorrow, and practice kendo."

"At the time, I had a brother from the same school named Fang Shiyin, who was so talented that he was on par with you."

"But he is arrogant and arrogant, and he will repay him. He is always superior to himself in the way of kendo, which makes me sigh."

"After years of training, his sword skills are faintly on par with the Lord of Anger and Sorrow, but I am getting closer and further behind..."

"But my master is angry and sorrowful, and the Lord doesn’t like his temperament, and feels that he is too serious about killing. Therefore, he made me a holy son. After a hundred years of anger and grief, I can be promoted to the Lord.

"But this annoyed Fang Shiyin. Since then, Fang Shiyin has been in retreat for thirty years."

"Thirty years later, I will never forget that day, that day is March 15th, the sky is dark clouds, heavy rain, thunder and lightning..."

"Fang Shiyin has achieved great accomplishments, and he blatantly left the customs, forcing the anger of the Lord of Sadness to pass the position with him, and the anger and sadness were not willing, and the two sides fought."

"In that battle, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark. In the end, anger and sorrow were due to old age and physical weakness. He was not enemy Fang Shiyin. He was severely injured and forcibly seized the position of the Holy Lord."

"Since then, anger and sorrow have been imprisoned, but I have been sent off by him, living in a foreign country, and becoming a casual cultivator..."

"All these years have passed, and the Lord of Rage and Sorrow does not know whether it is alive or dead, but I dare not go back. I... ashamed of him!"

As he spoke, Xu Lao was choked with grief, tears falling in his eyes.

Lu Li felt hurt, and comforted: "Master doesn't need to be like this. When I am successful in my cultivation, I will go to the door as you please and save Master!"

He is now Xu Lao's apprentice, and his anger and sorrow are naturally his master.

Old Xu wiped the tears from his eyes, and said with satisfaction, "I am content with your words."

The next moment, Boss Xu shouted, "Apprentice, look at the sword!"

Stabbed!

It seems that because the hatred in his chest cannot be volatilized, Xu Lao's sword is extremely fierce!

But I saw a bunch of sky-shattering Changhong rushing out from above the old long sword, cutting through the sky and sweeping the sky!

Yin! Yin! Yin! Yin!

The long sword screamed loudly, the billowing sword screamed in all directions, angrily fighting the bull!

Between the dragons and tigers, the vast sword glow shot out, and the terrifying kendo coercion was like a dragon flying in the sky, sweeping hundreds of miles in the void!

For a time!

The sky trembled, the earth moved, the mountains shook, the sword glowed everywhere, and the gods overflowed!

It's just this sword, Xu Lao took half of it, then closed his hand.

As Xu Lao closed his hand, the sky full of sword lights disappeared, and Wan Lai returned to silence.

"Tui'er, this sword is the last style of the Ben Lei sword, named Po Tian."

"I have been cultivating for most of my life before I have cultivated this style to an eighth level,"

"But with your talent, you can definitely finish it all."

"At that time, we can kill the Holy Land of Flowing Light!"

Hear the words.

Lu Li nodded solemnly.

He had made up his mind to wait for the sword to become successful, and immediately rescue his anger and sorrow, so that Old Xu would no longer hold his hatred.

At the same time, he cursed himself secretly in his heart.

Lu Li, Lu Li, how could you deceive Xu Lao, who obviously didn't have enough talent, but pretended to look like it, now it's a big game.