Many possibilities flashed through Xu Xiaoshou's mind, and he tried and verified them one by one, but he could not find traces of Liu Fuyu in these various methods.

Brush! Brush!

Then the traceless sword light swept up, this time piercing and intersecting from the west and east directions at the same time.

Boom! Boom!

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

Xu Xiaoshou's body was shaken, his steps did not move, and his chest was bloody and bloody - this second kill had already damaged the meridians, and the power was greatly increased!

Xu Xiaoshou felt a chill running down his back. He didn't dare to lift himself up, so he grabbed the Yan Python and slashed it out with a sword.

"Luoyingjie!"

In the snowstorm, red plum blossoms fall.

He tried to find Liu Fuyu, who was transformed into a swordless person, through the transformation of virtuality and reality, nothingness and existence, in a swordless way.

——Still no whereabouts!

With a thought in his heart, Xu Xiaoshou, whose "perception" was greatly enhanced, was able to detect vague traces of the alternation of nothing and nothing in the void just for a moment...

While he was transformed into a void, Liu Fuyu turned from nothing to something?

In other words, have you cut away from the "nothing" that may be ideology and entered another state of "nothing" that you don't know?

"My perspective is stuck?" Xu Xiao was angry.

This is not a sword step, this is an advanced shadow step.

It is clearly around me, but it is stuck in the blind spot of perspective, and has disappeared from the alternative perspective of "Tao" and "Nothing"...

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Before he had time to think too much, the traceless sword light came to kill him again.

This time, from top to bottom, from bottom to left, and from bottom to right, three sides intersect, as if there are three Liu Fuyu attacking at the same time... No, sneak attack!

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't find anyone, but he could stick to the attack rhythm and predict the attack:

"There is no way, there is no sword flow."

"Mo Zhidao, Qinghe Sword Realm."

The two swords burst out almost at the same time, blended and merged, turning into a sword light field similar to the "Netherworld Force Field".

"There is no sword world!"

A sword was drawn out against the chest.

Xu Xiaoshou followed and disappeared.

At the same time, Mo Jian was generated all over the body, and then replaced the void, turning into countless existences that looked like sharp lights, intersecting crazily, protecting the space of one foot around the body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Blood splattered on the front of both thighs.

A large amount of blood and flesh flew out of the chest, this time the ribs and heart were injured.

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

Blocked...

Xu Xiaoshou drew out his sword and his face was shocked.

Just by touch, just by the "touch" that didn't block anything at all, he could know that the sword world defense around him was empty.

Liu Fuyu’s third kill with his sword step ignored Wuyou Sword World!

Her "nothing" on another higher level?

What is this "nothing"?

"Being worried, passive value, +2."

"Understood, passive value, +1."

Feng Zhongzui clutched the preaching mirror, staring at the battlefield with his eyes fixed on the battlefield. He didn't even notice that the mirror was tilted, and only screamed:

"First kill, second kill..."

"This is the fourth sword! I can't stop it, I can't stop it at all!"

"Master Shou has never seen Liu Fuyu's ancient sword steps. In fact, it's not just him, I have never seen it. Let me show you their expressions... they haven't seen it either!"

The preaching mirror returned to its straight position, and a small perspective appeared below, showing Mei Siren, Feng Tingchen and other veteran swordsmen.

Without exception, everyone looked shocked.

Even though he was from Meisi, he stopped shaking the paper fan in his hand at this moment and stared at the traceless sword lights on the battlefield, trying to read something...

Boom boom boom boom!

Xu Xiaoshou's chest, back, arms, waist and ribs were all torn open, and the wounds were deep enough to reveal the bones.

This time, he used the phantom sword technique, leaving behind a false body. The real body jumped in time and space according to the rhythm of the attack, and disappeared into nothingness in an instant.

There is no way to disappear, no way to be independent from the world.

The ancient swordsmanship has countless advantages and can simulate invincible defense, right?

result……

Doesn't work at all!

The Liu Fuyu Cave is like watching fire.

This kind of phantom swordsmanship seemed like a child's trick in front of her, and the time and space jump was even more out of rhythm.

With fifty-four sword steps to kill, Liu Fuyu can slow down a little and wait until Xu Xiaoshou returns to reality after the time and space jump... then kills again!

"Can't be cracked!"

Feng Zhongzui took one look at Mr. Mito's solemn expression and knew everything:

"Even Mr. Siren can't see through this sword. It seems that the legend is true. There are fifty-four sword moves to kill. There was no solution in ancient times and there is no solution today. This is the sword technique of the Sword God, gentlemen!"

"Master Shou's defense is obvious to all - after all, it is limited to ancient sword fighting. Master Shou also follows the rules, but he exercises his body, which is a passive bonus!"

"His physical body is no better than ordinary ancient swordsmanship. I'm afraid that the ordinary half-saint's holy body will not be able to compare. Such defensive power was killed by the fourth...the fifth! They were all broken by Liu Fuyu!"

Feng Zhongzui held his head and shouted, full of emotion: "It is conceivable that if it were an ordinary person, he would have been killed to the point of leaving no bones!"

…

Quarrel!

Very noisy!

It's noisy!

For the first time, Xu Xiaoshou felt that Zui's voice in the wind was so harsh that he wanted to slap him in the face.

but……

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The sixth kill! Six traceless sword lights interspersed from above, below, and in all directions. The attack rhythm was completely disordered and unpredictable.

Xu Xiaoshou shook his body and was a little shaken by the shock. He almost faltered before he could stabilize his body.

"How……"

But the six swords killed them all one by one.

Fifty-four kills with sword steps, already in the killing state.

Without any delay, the first sword of the seventh kill came one after another, followed by the next six swords...

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Xu Xiaoshou stumbled and was pierced back and forth by the traceless sword light - from being struck to being struck and controlled.

This killing is not over yet...

"Eighth kill!" Feng Zhongzui yelled:

"Two traceless sword lights with different rhythms have appeared at the same time, fifty-four sword steps to kill..."

"I seem to have seen the ending? Ancient sword step, infinite piercing?"

One kill adds another sword!

At this moment, the people in the five regions watching the battle were completely shocked by the swordsmanship of this so-called former sword god.

Everyone can imagine when these fifty-four kills pass over time to the tenth kill, the twentieth kill... or even the forty kill, or the fiftieth kill.
To be continued...