The sword in his hand suddenly shook, and the sword screamed loudly to tear the sky! Lu Yu held a flaming sword, turned his waist, the sword light was majestic, the flames were fierce, dancing with blade lights, crisscrossed, densely packed, and then brazenly
Press forward and press forward!
boom!
The long knife was about to fall with a bang, like a sun suddenly exploding, setting off a storm in the sky! Raging flames filled the sky, there was a rumble of earthquakes, and a dazzling light cloud suddenly rose and expanded rapidly in all directions.
Sweeping across a radius of ten miles!
"Is that the Golden Crow Treasure Technique?" Someone looked at Lu Yu with surprise on his face. At the same time, his eyes were fiery and he was greedy. "He has mastered the Void Treasure Technique, the Golden Crow Treasure Technique, the Sniper Treasure Technique, etc. at the same time. It shows that there is a great opportunity.
But he might be a casual cultivator...hehe!"
"That white-haired young man can compete equally with Nan Zhejing in swordsmanship at the same level. Doesn't that mean that he is extremely talented in swordsmanship? Is he expected to become a swordsman?!" A girl with black hair and white clothes exclaimed. Holding a hand in her hand
A shining white sword, with brilliant eyes flashing.
"It's hard to say. To become a swordsman, talent, talent, luck, strength, opportunity, etc. are all indispensable. Only when all kinds of causes and conditions come together can a swordsman be born. The conditions are too harsh." Beside the girl, a full-faced man appeared.
The white-haired old woman in green clothes shook her head, her expression calm. "Just like Nan Zhejing, there are geniuses who love swords and become crazy, but they can't become swordsmen. But now in the entire Kyushu, there are only two people named Jian Shisan and Chunyang Zi.
A swordsman is a kind of supreme being that not many people can touch. It's just that his probability of success is indeed higher than others."
"What a great Nanzhejing. She is worthy of being Nanliu Jing's sister. She has understood the true meaning of swordsmanship, and a long sword seems to split the sky!"
"Are these two people really the masters of the Taiyi Realm? Why do I feel that this battle is more shocking than the Three Realms?!" A monk was shocked when he saw the two people fighting fiercely.
…
One sword after another, one sword after another, the two of them roared and killed each other until they were crazy! Both of them were covered in blood at this moment, and most of the altar was stained red with blood. Their messy hair was flying in the wind, and the swords were shining.
The shadow of the sword swept across the sky, trying to tear the sky apart and chop it apart!
"This knife will take your life!"
The Nanzhe Mirror jumped up and flew up, with the bloody sword in its hand filled with evil aura. It drew a blazing light like lightning, shining across the fields like a horse! The blood mist spread, and there were blood drops dripping on the face of the Nanzhe Mirror.
It's quite ferocious.
Silver light glowed in the void, and twisted light patterns rippled, spreading hundreds of thousands of feet, as if turning into a silver ocean, submerging the entire altar!
Roar!
Lu Yu roared, cold lightning flashed in his eyes, and he held a long silver sword in his hand. It was dazzling and blazing, surrounded by blood, like a ferocious beast that wanted to choose people to devour! The sword energy was overwhelming, turning mountains and seas, and rumbled towards the south, folding mirrors and slashing.
Cut through!
Click!
The long knife fell on Lu Yu's body and cut into the flesh. Blood spattered everywhere. The sword energy surged wildly. It collided with the bones and made a cracking sound. It was horrifying! Lu Yu's silver long sword also penetrated the flesh.
Nan Zhejing's shoulder was dripping with blood, and his entire arm was almost cut off!
But Nan Zhejing didn't seem to notice. His body trembled, and the long knife in his hand brought out a cold light. It bent in a strange arc. He suddenly took a step forward and slashed diagonally towards Lu Yu's neck!
"Shrink to the ground!"
Lu Yu roared in his heart, a layer of hazy light and shadow suddenly appeared from Lu Yu's body, and his feet were filled with light. The entire altar seemed to have shrunk and been included under his feet, forming a place within a short distance!
At the last moment, Lu Yu dodged the fatal knife, but he was still frightened. A blood mark emerged from his neck, and bright red blood flowed!
Lu Yu was also startled and became angry, his eyes turned red, and he had murderous intent. You know, if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been killed by Nan Zhejing's knife!
"A well-intentioned but cruel knife! I won't kill you today, but I will teach you a lesson you will never forget!"
"There is no water flowing! There is no empty space! How long will it take to rest?"
Lu Yu shouted violently, his eyebrows raised with anger, his long hair waving wildly, his eyes burning with flames, and he shot a beam of light through the void! A silver halo suddenly spread out, surrounding the two of them, and the void became distorted and blurred.
, makes life feel chaotic, so uncomfortable that you almost want to vomit blood!
Lu Yu's figure swayed, all the muscles in his body bulged, and all his energy rushed into his arms. Silver light flowed, like a Milky Way being held in Lu Yu's hands. It was brilliant and brilliant, shining brilliantly on the sky! Endless sword light converged.
A river surges through the sky and rushes down toward the south!
"Teach me a lesson?!" Nanzhe Jing's face was cold and murderous, as if a huge and ferocious beast had been released from the body, trying to tear Lu Yu into pieces!
"This Cangwu Wilderness will be the throne for me to become a swordsman! And you are the beginning of my first step in this journey, and the sacrifice for my enlightenment! I will use your blood to ignite the fire of my swordsman.
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"A body left behind in this world, a shadow in the world!"
The nearly transparent long knife in Nan Zhejing's hand flashed vaguely, flickering with uncertain light, and wisps of mist dispersed. It was light and airy, as if it had no weight at all, and showed no power at all. Only a beam of light flashed through, but it escaped from the command.
The breath of silence that makes people tremble and fear!
Under the stage, there was an almost suffocating silence. All the monks were staring at Lu and Yu, holding their breaths and not blinking, as if every move they fought was related to their lives!
"Grandpa, who among them will win?" In the silence, a young and immature little girl who looked no more than seven or eight years old suddenly spoke, breaking the almost frozen atmosphere. She whispered to a bald old man in a pine green robe.
"That white-haired young man has such a high attainment in the void. He has touched a threshold. It's unimaginable! And, I can't see through him?" The bald old man in pine green robe frowned and whispered to himself. The answer was not what he asked.
There was no response to the little girl's question.
"You mean the white-haired man? He will win?"
"It's hard to say." The bald old man in pine green robe shook his head.
"That Nan Zhejing... is a little strange..." On the other side, Mr. Jin, who was wearing a gray robe and carrying a sword, narrowed his eyes slightly and watched Nan Zhejing's every move. Seeing her look like this, he couldn't help but frown and reveal
A trace of worry appeared. "The evil spirit is too strong, she does not have the clear mind that a swordsman should have, and her personality is a bit unstable. She is too extreme, and her obsession is too deep. To become a swordsman has become her inner demon."
The sword is the 'guts of a hundred soldiers'. It is cultivated with one breath, with continuous breath, and without stopping the sword! The most important thing is an indomitable momentum, a determination that would rather break than to turn back, an ability to destroy everything, and a nine-death experience without regrets...
…
But she only focused on killing and seeking annihilation, forgetting the true meaning of the way of the sword. The Nanzhejing mirror that has been rumored by the outside world has glimpsed the true meaning of the way of the sword. This is not necessarily true, and is a bit exaggerated. Or should I say, what impact does it have?
Got her, changed her..."
"I do think that the white-haired boy's swordsmanship is somewhat interesting." The green-haired woman wearing armor next to Mr. Jin looked at Lu Yu with interest. "Although there are many moves, combined with multiple 'paths',
But I think he is more pure than Nan Zhejing."
"He... to him, the sword is just a means of attacking and controlling the enemy. Whether it is the Void Treasure Technique or the Golden Crow Treasure Technique, they only use the sword technique to exert greater power, rather than being obsessed with being a swordsman.
.So to some extent, it is."
…
Lu Yu shrank his feet to the ground, holding a long sword that was as bright as the Milky Way and rushed to Nan Zhejing in an instant. The sword shone in all directions and slashed down with force in an instant! At the same time, the sword light surged like a river bursting its embankment, and
Roll forward and charge away!
On the south folding mirror, the shadow of the knife flickers, disappearing and appearing, like a strange ghost representing death, walking in the illusion, and the knife falls on Lu Yu's neck, and cuts it off lightly!
"You are too careless. Swordsmanship has never been my strongest method; void magic is my fundamental support!"
"It's over!" Lu Yu whispered to himself.
"Void! Stagnation! Yunluo Tianwang!"
Lu Yu's eyes turned into bright silver, two strange symbols emerged from his pupils, and a dazzling silver light erupted all over his body, like a silver sun burning. The void treasure technique was used to the extreme, and countless streams of light emerged from the void.
The veins are interconnected and intertwined, layer upon layer, forming a large silver-white network, covering the south-folding mirror!
Chi!
When the sword edge fell, a ferocious wound suddenly opened, and the white bones were exposed, extending from his shoulder to his waist. Hot blood immediately spurted out! This sword almost split Nanzhe Jingli in half!
"Hurt me? Then I will kill you!" Nan Zhejing yelled, with a ferocious face. A wisp of dark flames ignited from the center of his eyebrows, lingering with a miserable blue brilliance. The flames flowed, only a wisp the size of a knuckle, but
Endless darkness and evil are revealed, and the air of death is permeated. The whole sky seems to be darkened, and the sky is gloomy, as if the sky is about to topple down!
"open!"
Clang!
Black flames burned crazily, and infinite power surged inside Nan Zhejing's body, rumbling and rumbling. The long knife in his hand shone brightly and resounded, tearing apart the prison and breaking free from the shackles of the void! The long knife was like a ray of light, floating in the air.
Fall, across Lu Yu’s body!
Whoosh!
A blur of light flashed between the sword and lightning, and a cloud of blood exploded from Lu Yu's chest. Red blood spattered everywhere, and a blood mark that was as deep as the bone appeared in an instant! A new wound was added to Lu Yu's heart, and he couldn't help but stagger.
Walking backwards, I couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood!
"Incinerate!"
Nan Zhejing shouted loudly, actually abandoning the long sword, forming seals with both hands, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence, and disappeared into the dark flame between his eyebrows. The flame suddenly floated up, rising fiercely, burning the sky and the earth, rapidly
Spreading forward, it surges forward like black clouds pressing down on a city, and there is a sense of coldness and strangeness, as if it comes from a ghost!
Lu Yu stepped back, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at the black flames in the sky with some horror. He felt the strong aura of death from the black flames! If he was accidentally contaminated, he might lose his life!