Mu Changxiao's expression suddenly became very strange, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, "Can you expand like this after killing a waste with half a chaos artifact?"
"Are you talking about Lingyi?"
Tangxi Luwei smiled lightly and said disapprovingly, "His spiritual world is indeed good, but even if he doesn't have a bright heart, I will still win."
Mu Changxiao looked at him with a sneer and did not answer.
"Among the current masters, I may not be the strongest."
Tangxi Luwei spoke slowly and quickly, as if he was chatting away at home. But if you look carefully, you will find that countless water droplets are emerging in the air behind him, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun. "But anyone who wants to pass my level must have to
It only takes a layer of skin to shed, and this is the source of my confidence."
"I hope your skills are as good as your words."
Mu Changxiao chuckled, and appeared in front of Tangxi Luwei in a flash. He raised his hand to grab it without any scruples, "You know, if we lose the Chaos Artifact, this war will be over."
"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star!"
Tangxi Luwei's eyes flashed, and he recited a sentence loudly.
As soon as the word "Meteor" came out of his mouth, his body turned into a stream of white light and appeared ten feet away in an instant, easily dodging Mu Changxiao's lightning-fast grasp.
At the same time, billions of water droplets suspended in the air condensed towards one place, and soon turned into a crystal knight on a horse, with a sharp sword flying in his hand, and rushed towards Mu Changxiao with lightning speed.
.
"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"
Before he could stand still, Tangxi Reed recited poetry again.
The horse under the Crystal Knight's crotch suddenly raised its hind legs, turned into a swift shadow, and bounced forward with a "swish", and then disappeared from sight out of thin air.
"puff!"
When he appeared again, the Crystal Knight was already behind Mu Changxiao. The sound of his sword cutting through flesh and blood resounded through the sky. Several wounds appeared inexplicably on the body of the mighty and invincible Crow Cult Leader, and blood spurted out.
, splashing in all directions.
One of the sword wounds was less than an inch away from his throat. If it had been just a little higher, it would have been able to cut through the vital point, and maybe even take away his life.
"You can actually hurt me. Yes, you are very good."
The look of surprise on Mu Changxiao's face flashed away. His fingers were stained with blood from the sword wound on his neck. He brought it to his lips and licked it. He suddenly laughed, "No wonder Goddess Mountain can safely hand over the Chaos Artifact to you.
This level of strength is comparable to that of Little Eleven."
You took my move head-on, and it turned out to be just a little skin injury?
Tangxi Luwei, who was praised by him, did not look proud at all. Instead, his expression was solemn, his face was gloomy, and his heart was involuntarily filled with turmoil.
You know, in terms of swordsmanship alone, he is undisputedly ranked first in the entire Sky City, even the great elder and the saint are willing to be inferior.
And that sword strike just now was already one of his best skills, and when he made the move, he didn't hold back at all.
However, judging from the opponent's state and the feedback from his sword energy, it was obvious that Mu Changxiao only scratched the surface a little and did not suffer any substantial damage.
He was even able to sense keenly that the Crow Cult Leader did not try to dodge at all, but deliberately stood here and used his physical body to catch his sword.
Is the gap between him and me so big?
When he thought about this, even though he was extremely determined and determined, for just a short moment, he couldn't help but feel depressed.
"The white light absorbs the sun and the moon, and the purple energy repels the bull!"
However, who was he? He quickly regained his fighting spirit, vibrated the sword in his hand, and recited loudly.
A gleaming crescent-shaped spiritual blade burst out from the sword body, surrounded by purple energy, and slashed in the direction of Mu Changxiao. It was as fast as a flash of light, and its power was unparalleled, as if it could connect the entire area. Heaven and earth will be split in two.
The elegance of this sword is unparalleled in ancient and modern times!
The momentum of this sword is shocking!
The sharpness of this sword is irresistible!
"when!"
However, in the face of such a terrifying sword, Mu Changxiao still did not dodge. He just raised his right arm to block it in front of him, letting the sword light strike the back of his hand, making a crisp sound of gold and iron hitting it.
The sword light was blocked, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it released wave after wave of energy, constantly impacting the back of his hand. The power did not decrease but increased, with each wave getting stronger.
"snort!"
After resisting like this for a moment, Mu Changxiao suddenly widened his eyes and waved his right arm violently, throwing the terrifying sword light away and landing in the bloody water in the distance. For a moment, a huge wave The water surged, the heaven and earth shook, and thick water columns with a diameter of several feet rose into the sky, straight into the sky.
Such a terrifying sword actually left only a shallow scratch on the back of his hand. The skin was not even damaged, and no blood seeped out.
"Is this all you can do?"
Mu Changxiao's face couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment, "If there are no more powerful tricks, this battle should be over."
As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared in front of Tangxi Reed and raised his hand to grab it again. He still didn't display any dazzling spiritual skills, but his movements were more than twice as fast as before.
Feeling the terrifying power contained in this claw, Tangxi Luwei's pupils suddenly expanded, he stepped back several steps, and instinctively tilted his head back, narrowly escaping the opponent's attack.
Unexpectedly, the moment he straightened his body, there were three inexplicable wounds on his face, and blood gurgled out, adding a bit of ruthlessness to his originally handsome and extraordinary appearance.
"What a great Crow Cult Leader."
Tangxi Luwei stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stains on his face, his eyes flashed, and he sighed from the bottom of his heart, "The best master in the world is well-deserved."
"how?"
Mu Changxiao slowly raised his right hand and said calmly, "Aware of the strength gap between you and me, are you planning to surrender?"
"For sword cultivators, fighting against opponents stronger than themselves is a common occurrence."
Tangxi Luwei shook his head, laughed and said, "Why do you want to surrender?"
"I was just playing with you."
Bursts of black smoke suddenly erupted from Mu Changxiao's right palm and spread rapidly in all directions. The entire world was immediately filled with a violent and ferocious aura, like a purgatory on earth. The end of the world was coming. At a glance, one could see that
His soul will tremble unconsciously and his heart will be filled with fear, "Next, I will not let go again."
"The next sword was created by me, Tangxi Luwei, who devoted all my life's learning to it."
Tangxi Luwei slowly raised the sword to his chest, the smile on his face gradually faded, and said word by word, "If I can't defeat you, a demon, I can take this life as long as you want!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere around him suddenly changed.
At this moment, the air seemed to have stopped flowing, time seemed to have stopped moving forward, and everything seemed to have fallen into absolute stillness.
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"Oh? Interesting."
Mu Changxiao had no intention of interrupting the casting of the spell first. Instead, he looked at him up and down with great interest and said with a chuckle, "Come on!"
The two stopped talking or making any moves. They just stood there quietly, facing each other from a distance. The aura on their bodies continued to rise and skyrocketed. Even the air around them seemed to be frightened, surging crazily and jumping around.
, forming countless vortices.
"The house is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk!"
Tangxi Luwei stood quietly for a long time and suddenly recited a sentence.
Countless beautiful petals suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, colorful and fallen, with different shapes and types. They floated slowly from top to bottom, and the air was filled with charming fragrance. The original violent and chilling atmosphere suddenly changed, and the picture turned out to be
The indescribable beauty and dream are intoxicating.
After admiring such a beautiful scenery, Mu Changxiao's face did not show any expression of enjoyment. Instead, his face darkened. A huge pair of scissors suddenly appeared in the black mist-shrouded right palm.
God-destroying scissors!
"One sword lights up the thirteen realms!"
When Tangxi Luwei spoke again, he lightly swung a sword with his right hand.
This sword seemed soft and without any momentum, but when the sword was drawn, the countless petals that filled the sky suddenly shattered.
Each petal was broken into two pieces.
The broken ones were obviously petals, but Mu Changxiao had an inexplicable strange feeling, as if he was also broken.
"puff!"
A long gash opened inexplicably on his chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing into the distance.
Hallucination?
Or is it true?
"What a strong sword spirit!"
Mu Changxiao's eyes flashed, and he yelled angrily. He used both hands to pull open the giant scissors and thrust them forward, "Is it Tangxi Reed? Very good, I will remember you!"
When the cut was made, the petals in the sky, which had already been broken into two pieces, broke into pieces again.
It changed from two pieces to four pieces, and then from four pieces to eight pieces.
"Click!"
Also broken was the sword in Tangxi Luwei's hand.
At this time, there was no trace of blood on the face of the Goddess Mountain Sword God. Blood was flowing out from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and her appearance was indescribably hideous and miserable.
"I, I lost."
His lips moved slightly, and his voice was indescribably bitter. Then his body trembled, and he fell weakly towards the bloody water.