The tall immortal who had always been close to being invincible actually seemed to be unaware and did not dodge at all, and took two punches from Lu Yaojun.

Two loud noises were heard almost at the same time, and the tall immortal staggered forward two steps, and actually half-knelt on the ice platform again.

Lang Hao's eyes widened in the distance. He was shocked at first by Lu Yaojun's fighting power. Just now, Lu Yaojun used two unpredictable movements one after another, and both of them had reached the level of perfection.

As for those two fist shadows, Lang Hao didn't even see Lu Yaojun take action, and they had already hit the tall immortal on the back.

But in terms of momentum, the power of these two fist shadows seems to be average.

However, being able to succeed with one strike is enough to illustrate Lu Yaojun's strength.

This time, Lang Hao was surprised by the reaction of the tall immortal.

It seemed that the combined attack between him and the guy who had hidden his strength really inflicted serious damage on the evil fairy who had not been defeated for more than a hundred years.

Otherwise, even if Lu Yaojun is powerful, the tall immortal should not be so embarrassed.

"You like to use swords. It just so happens that I have also practiced swordsmanship in the past hundred years. Let's see today whether your sword is faster or mine!" Lu Yaojun landed leisurely, flicked his right hand, and drew it from the sleeve of his robe.

, and pulled out a short knife that was completely black.

The moment the short sword appeared, Lu Yaojun's whole aura changed.

At this moment, in Lang Hao's eyes, Lu Yaojun seemed to have turned into a sharp blade across the snowfield, with the sword's intent reaching the sky.

He has actually reached the realm of the way of the sword.

Even in the old Valley Master, Lang Hao had never seen such strong sword intent.

When a martial artist reaches the ninth level of martial arts, he can master one method and all the methods.

In the hands of a strong ninth-level martial artist, all weapons in this class can be used with ease, and they can use superb martial arts moves.

However, every ninth-level martial arts master has a weapon that he is good at using, and he will only use this weapon whether against the enemy or in daily practice.

This is because if a warrior wants to enter the Tao with a certain weapon, it is definitely not enough to just use the weapon to perfection.

Even so, Lu Yaojun's burst of soaring sword intent, which can be called the way of the sword, did not shock Lang Hao.

After all, not everyone's good weapon is a sword. Although the old Valley Master did not enter Taoism with a sword, his swordsmanship has reached its peak.

The next moment, the tall immortal who was half-kneeling on the ground stood up again. Without any unnecessary movement, he suddenly turned around and slashed horizontally at Lu Yaojun behind him.

The waning-moon-like saber-gang was crushing towards Lu Yaojun. Lu Yaojun on the opposite side stood still and looked confident.

With a wave of the dark short sword, a sword that was also as dark as the waning moon, but as black as ink, collided with the sword struck by the tall immortal in an instant!

There was a loud noise, and terrifying shock waves spread in all directions.

Lu Yaojun's clothes rustled, and he suddenly rose into the air, slashing at the tall immortal again!

The dark sword was like a waning moon in the sky, and the tall immortal on the ice platform also slashed upward with his backhand.

The two swords collided in mid-air again, and the terrifying energy was instantly dispersed. Countless fine cracks immediately opened on the ice platform where the tall immortal stood.

The tall immortal's legs were slightly bent, and then he suddenly jumped up with force. The ice platform under his feet was again under heavy pressure, and finally was overwhelmed and shattered!

With one leap, the tall immortal slashed seven times towards Lu Yaojun in the air.

The seven blades formed a full moon in mid-air, spinning and crushing towards Lu Yaojun.

And the figure of the tall immortal stepped in the air at the same time, followed Dao Gang Full Moon, and flew towards Lu Yaojun.

Lu Yaojun's face showed a solemn look for the first time, and he boldly drew his sword and slashed at the full moon.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere. This was not just a collision between the black blade and the full moon sword, but also a duel between the two swords and their swords.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound that was not that obvious, but it was clearly heard by Lang Hao in the distance.

The next moment, the tall immortal slashed down with his sword, and it was superimposed on the full moon of Dao Gang, which had consumed most of its power.

The dark dagger that had already cracked suddenly became overwhelmed and broke on the spot!

Lu Yaojun in the rear, at the moment when the short sword broke, his figure was like a ghost, and at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, he opened a distance of twenty or thirty battles from the tall immortal.

Lang Hao's eyes followed Lu Yaojun's movement. When Lu Yaojun stopped, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Zheng——"

A sword cry resounded throughout Tianjian Villa.

Lu Yaojun pulled out a bright long sword from nowhere.

At this moment, he was suspended in mid-air, holding a sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointing directly at the tall immortal in the distance.

The tall immortal waved his hand casually, and the half-round knife-gang full moon that had been crushing all the way down immediately dispersed and returned to his body as true energy.

The true energy can be released in various forms, and an eighth-level martial arts master can easily do it.

But to recover the released true energy, even Lang Hao, who had reached the ninth level of martial arts, or even took another step on the road to the ninth level of martial arts, thought that he could not do it.

"In addition to the sword, I also practiced sword practice. Can this sword take your life?"

Lu Yaojun thrust out his sword, and at this moment, his whole body seemed to transform into a sharp sword.

The Way of the Sword!

Lang Hao couldn't believe what he saw before his eyes.

If Lu Yaojun was able to master the art of swords, it was because his usual weapon was the broken black dagger, which Lang Hao could still accept.

But at this time, Lu Yaojun took out another sword, still using the sword.

Even the old Valley Master of Luoxia Valley has never cultivated two different weapons to the level of Taoism. Is this guy who betrayed the mainland really stronger than the old Valley Master...

It's really unfair, the sky has no eyes...

Lang Hao felt sad in his heart and couldn't help but look up at the sky where snowflakes were still falling.

It didn't matter that he raised his head, but what he saw in his eyes shocked Lang Hao even more.

Because at this moment, the falling snowflakes in the sky have condensed into countless tiny flying swords, all of which are pointed at the tall immortal!

If the way of the sword is still a realm that a strong ninth-level martial artist can reach, then this scene is something that a strong ninth-level martial artist cannot achieve.

At this time, no matter how reluctant Lang Hao was to admit it, he had to accept that Lu Yaojun had broken through the ninth level of martial arts and entered a higher realm.

"go!"

Lu Yaojun shouted, and the long sword in his hand erupted with a shocking sword light, shooting towards the tall immortal.
Chapter completed!