Who are you? Looking at Chu Xiong, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, Ling Meng was a little surprised. Because he could see that although Chu Xiong seemed to be standing there casually, he was flawless in both offense and defense. This feeling was very
Give the enemy a headache.
This is exactly the sword intention of the "Nine Swords of Dugu" that he learned in his previous life! Chu Xiong even thought that although this sword technique was wonderful, it was too passive, so he abandoned it. However, he still greatly appreciated this artistic conception of winning without a move but with a move.
. So even though he used his best swordsmanship, he still maintained this calm and light temperament before the war.
It was very strange. Ling Meng raised his spirits and did not dare to be careless at all.
Chu Xiong smiled, pulled out the inferior iron knife from his back, and swung it across his shoulder. It was becoming more and more frivolous, but it was still so intimidating that people had nowhere to start.
So standing two feet away from Chu Xiong, Ling Meng immediately stopped his steps. The long sword in his hand was placed across his chest, ready for battle.
"It's coming with force, starting at the beginning but ending at the tail end!" Chu Xiong smiled disdainfully, "Come here if you have the ability. If you don't have the guts, just lie down on the ground and let the warriors of Da Wushan see what a coward you are."
A sixth-level martial artist was so indifferent in the face of a soul martial artist. This made people who knew Chu Xiong feel that this person was not simple. At least in terms of courage, he was no less than many seniors. But how did they know about Chu Xiong?
Actual cultivation?
After being humiliated by a teenage warrior, Ling Meng's patience and carefulness were finally swallowed up by mania. With a roar, the long sword was launched, carrying a powerful momentum, like thunder. The sword's light flashed, and the sword struck.
A straight white light shot out, piercing Chu Xiong's heart.
Shouts of admiration and uneasy exclamations resounded one after another. The powerful attack by the strongest man under Dawu Mountain was indeed extraordinary. Especially this second-class killing skill, it was indeed enviable. Under Dawu Mountain, this "
"Thunder Sword" is the only second-class killing skill, and many warriors are jealous of it.
It's just fast, plus a little momentum, that's all! Chu Xiong sighed in his heart, can this be called a second-class killing skill? Although this "Thunder Sword" may be a treasure in the eyes of others, in Chu Xiong's eyes
It seems that it is nothing more than rubbish. This level of swordsmanship is much worse than the Jade Blood Sword and Qingming Sword in the previous life, let alone the Xuantian Sword that I am currently practicing.
The Xuantian Sword requires about a thousand points of star soul power to be fully operational, and Chu Xiong has already reached this level. No wonder after performing it completely last night, Chu Yun immediately concluded that the Xuantian Sword can be called a sixth-level or above killing technique.
Compared to this second-class killing technique, it is indeed much better.
Of course, Chu Xiong didn't dare to display all the advanced sword skills, lest he shock the world. However, even if he only used the superficial entry-level moves in front of him, it was enough to suppress Lingmeng's Thunder Sword!
Lingmeng's sword had reached half a foot in front of Chu Xiong's chest, but Chu Xiong was not seen to be frightened. Just when everyone thought Chu Xiong was frightened, his figure started to move like a ghost.
As quiet as a virgin and as active as a stray rabbit, this is Lingbo's micro-steps that he secretly learned in his previous life. Once the footwork unfolds, he is as elusive as a butterfly walking through flowers. Suddenly, Chu Xiong's body rushed out diagonally, allowing Lingbo to step forward.
The fierce sword passed through his clothes.
Ling Meng was shocked, but he could no longer change his moves at such a close range. His body had already staggered forward, and with Chu Xiong rushing forward, the two of them were almost sideways, back to back.
The moment he passed by, Ling Meng was shocked to find that Chu Xiong's right hand holding the knife had been knocked down!
The handle of the iron knife was struck backward without using the blade at all. The head of the handle hit Ling Meng's back directly, and the man let out an "ah" sound. His body was already rushing forward, and then
In addition, Chu Xiong hit him hard on the back, causing him to lose control of his body. He staggered for more than ten steps, and finally even held the ground with one hand, so that he would not be bitten by a dog!
In one move, high or low can be judged.
Silence, deathly silence.
After a long time, Yi Hao laughed, which then caused a commotion among the hundreds of people in the audience. It was hard to see that this young man really had two skills! Facing the only soul weapon in Dawu Mountain, he also mastered the highest killing technique under Dawu Mountain.
With his soul martial arts, Chu Xiong could actually gain the upper hand with this attitude.
Some people have even seen that if Chu Xiong had struck backhand instead of using the handle of the knife, Lingmeng's neck might have ended... unimaginably!
But Lingmeng's heart was full of emotions at this moment. He never imagined that a mere teenage boy could make himself so embarrassed.
ah--
Ling Meng, who was ashamed and angry, looked up to the sky and roared, and suddenly a powerful aura seemed to form around him. White light appeared around him, getting thicker and thicker, and then enveloped him.
Those white lights gathered toward the top of the head, and then condensed into a shining star. According to what Chu Yun told Chu Xiong, the number of star lights reflects the realm of the soul martial arts, and the concentration of the color reflects the level of the soul martial arts in this world.
Within the big realm, what level is it at?
A faint starburst is considered inferior; a shining one is considered medium; and a dazzling one is considered superior.
In other words, Ling Meng is not the inferior one-star soul weapon as rumored, but an average one.
But even so, what can he do? Chu Xiong doesn't care at all. In terms of strength, he is already between the upper-class one-star soul martial arts and the lower-class two-star cute martial arts, surpassing Ling Meng; as for the strength level of his killing skills, it doesn't even matter.
explain.
The shining starlight rotates above Lingmeng's head, showing his pride as a soul warrior. Everyone can feel that Lingmeng's strength suddenly becomes much stronger. This is the function of star soul power.
.
Correspondingly, the speed and strength of the Thunder Sword also increased again, seeming to be more than 50% stronger than before.
A ball of sword light seemed to be flying like fireworks, and the energy it rolled up became more and more powerful. The splendor of those sword lights dazzled more than a hundred people present.
Ling Meng kicked off his feet, jumped up high, and pounced on Chu Xiong like a roc spreading its wings. The little sword light spread across the sky and fell, covering Chu Xiong tightly.
Chu Xiong smiled lightly and moved forward quickly, as if sliding on the ice, and his speed doubled. This sudden change shocked everyone again.
The two sides were approaching rapidly, as if two afterimages were about to collide. Chu Xiong suddenly burst into flames and sprinted upwards, rising a full ten feet in the air, surpassing Ling Meng's height. As a result, he suddenly changed positions.
Ah--
With a violent roar, Chu Xiong's iron sword suddenly fell down. There was nothing fancy about it, it was just stronger, stronger and faster than Ling Meng's sword!
Ling Meng was shocked and turned pale, and quickly raised his long sword to block. The sword light in the sky disappeared immediately, leaving only the hard collision of strength. This is how to defeat Bai Hui with one force. No matter how many moves you have, no matter how handsome you are, your face
Facing the opponent's overwhelming blow, he could only block it except to dodge. And with Lingmeng's speed alone, how could he dodge it? More importantly, Chu Xiong had already calculated that he was leaping into the air and could not use his strength.
In such a situation, I can only fight to the death with myself!
Dang clang——
A crisp sound of metal breaking ringed in the ears of more than a hundred people. Chu Xiong's inferior iron knife broke.