Leng Bing turned a deaf ear and looked up at Li Luo. His fighting spirit surged and he said proudly: "General, the sword in Leng's hand has not met an opponent since his debut. If the general wins today, Leng swears to follow the general until he strikes.
On the day when the long sword is better than the general, Leng will leave on his own. w?.
Li Luo and Qing Sang were both stunned. Unexpectedly, Leng Bing was obsessed with the sword, and Qing Sang couldn't help but feel uneasy. Although Li Luo said he was kind, it was not uncommon for a general to be killed thousands of miles away when he was angry.
During the Dizhou battle, Li Luo probably had more dead souls than he had seen in his entire life. Now that Leng Bing is so aggressive, there is no guarantee that Li Luo will not be angry, and he may also be implicated.
Qingsang thought about this and couldn't help but look anxious. It was just that Leng Bing was an expert in swordsmanship. Although he had been with him for more than a year, he had no close friendship with him. He was so anxious that he could do nothing.
The Dagan generals are all bloody people. Seeing Leng Bing's behavior, they felt a bit sympathetic to each other in anger. If Li Luo hadn't just said that he didn't have the guts to fight Leng Bing, Yun Wuyan and Huchajing would have had to do it first.
Meet this swordsman who is obsessed with swords.
Li Luo smiled bitterly, but he had no murderous intention in his heart. As Leng Bing said, he also had the desire to pursue. Not knowing what happened, the officers and soldiers of the army stopped. The forward elite cavalry separated a group and charged at everyone
Come to wherever you are.
Li Luo felt a sense of heroism in his heart and said loudly: "Forget it, I will fight with you and grant your wish. It can be regarded as a good thing that I have done."
"General." The generals called hurriedly.
Li Luo turned over and dismounted, took a few steps forward, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just three moves, I'm still confident that I can catch them." After saying that, he took out the long knife from his waist, turned the handle slightly, stood it in front of his chest, and said: "
Please enlighten me."
Leng Bing frowned when he saw the long sword in Li Luo's hand. Although the sword Li Luo held was a top-notch weapon in the army, it was only an ordinary weapon. It was not as powerful as the long sword in his hand and was already among the divine weapons. Leng Bing immediately returned the sword and put it into its sheath.
Everyone was stunned. Seeing Leng Bing raising his eyes and looking at the people with swords hanging on their waists, they thought that they were not relying on the sword. Hucha Jing pulled out the long sword, threw it over, and shouted: "Use mine."
Leng Bing took it, danced a sword flower, and said coldly: "Thank you." After saying that, his body was slightly bent, his face was a little colder, and he stared at Li Luo like a wild beast, with an intimidating momentum directed towards Li Luo.
Pressed through.
All the generals were shocked. Li Luo was very skilled in martial arts, so he didn't have much to worry about. But seeing Leng Bing's power, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Yun Wuyan and Huchajing looked at each other. They pressed their hands on their weapons. If
If there is a change, kill Leng Bing first.
Li Luo was in the inner strength of Leng Bing and felt a biting chill covering his whole body. Fortunately, he knew that Leng Bing was an expert in art and the Bing Xin Jue surged out to protect his side.
Everyone around looked at it, and they were shocked. They saw waves of air rising in the empty space between the two people, just like the ground under the scorching sun at noon on the desert beach in the Western Regions in midsummer. There were twisted ripples, as if they were covered by green mulberry catkins.
He pressed his lips tightly and almost screamed out. Leng Bing was such a monster. I had guessed before. But I didn't expect that Li Luo was not inferior to Leng Bing at such a young age.
Leng Bingbing shouted: "Okay." The long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out, the sword suddenly lit up, and the sword intent spread out in all directions. The soldiers around him were forced to take a step back by the sword energy, and the eyes of those with poor martial arts stung. He hurriedly
Closing their eyes, only Yun Wuyan, Hucha Jing, Chu Ying'er and Qing Sang could barely see the long sword in Leng Bing's hand bending an arc and thrust it towards Li Luo. It was actually a few minutes faster than a straight thrust.
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Huchajing's heart trembled. Although he was good at using a halberd, he had also put in a lot of effort in swordsmanship. Now when he saw Leng Bing draw a sword, he realized that he could actually use a sword so skillfully. Xu Cange saw it even more.
I was so drunk that I couldn't hold it back and shouted loudly: "What a sword."
Li Luo's face was neither surprised nor happy. The long sword in his hand jumped out and drew a semicircle, which just covered the sword in Leng Bing's hand. The long sword suddenly appeared and disappeared, from bottom to top, breaking the sword.
Except for Leng Bing, no one among the experts could see where Li Luodao came from.
With a sword that was able to break through Leng Bing, Li Luo followed the sword and rushed in front of Leng Bing. Thousands of shadows of swords appeared from the long sword in his hand, and he rolled towards Leng Bing. With just one sword strike, Li Luo knew what was happening.
If you only defend but don't attack, you will definitely be unable to take the three cold moves.
The sound of the swords clashing was like raindrops falling on a disk. At first, they could be distinguished, but in the end they connected in a straight line. Everyone could only see the light of the swords and the shadows of the swords. Those with weak martial arts skills could no longer tell which figure was Li Luo and which was Leng Bing.
Li Luo's long sword rose and fell like a huge wave in the angry sea, but Leng Bing was like an eternal iceberg. Despite the waves, he did not move an inch. Li Luo used offense as defense, and he had cut hundreds of swords in the blink of an eye. Leng Bing held the long sword in his hand.
Without giving an inch, there was a shadow of the sword wherever the sword flashed. Everyone held their breath and watched the fight between the dragon and the tiger in the field.
Leng Bing's heart trembled. He originally wanted to wait until Li Luo's strength slowed down to fight back, but he didn't expect that Li Luo's inner strength seemed to be superior to his own. If he was still suppressed by Li Luo like this, he might not have a chance to make a move.
Furthermore, Leng Bing was also secretly surprised that Li Luo's inner strength was somewhat similar to what he had practiced, both had a cold meaning. However, Li Luo's inner strength was cold and quiet, while his own was cold and strong.
Seeing this, Leng Bing cut the sword with his long sword. With a cry of Leng, he broke through Li Luo's knife net, jumped up, jumped three feet, and turned upside down. The long sword in his hand suddenly lit up, and the sword flowers covered the sun, covering more than ten feet around Li Luo's body.
, before the sword arrived, the sword's intention had already forced everyone to tremble with chills, Wu Yong, such as Hucha Jing, also shuddered.
Yun Wuyan shouted: "General." The long sword came out of the sheath, and cold sweat broke out on his palms. He never thought that Leng Bing's swordsmanship was so high that it was unexpected, and it really made Li Luo sweat.
But under the sword flower cover, Li Luo didn't seem to notice it. He stood quietly, moving and falling silent, which was extremely strange. But it was this silence that gave everyone the illusion that the sword rain seemed to have slowed down. Just at this moment.
In an instant, the long sword in Li Luo's hand was rolled up, turning the complex into simplicity. With a white sword, it broke through the sunlight, and murderous intent rose into the sky. The golden crow was covered by the darkness. If Liu Ce saw it, he would definitely remember this sword.
It was the sword that Li Luo borrowed that day to cut off branches and carve words and erect monuments with the Baizhan Dao.
The swords struck each other, and there was a muffled sound, and the cold inner energy overflowed. Those with a lower foundation in the crowd could no longer stand, and they took a few steps back. There was no time to distinguish the sword moves.
Before the sound could be heard, Leng Bing flew out backwards and grunted after landing. Li Luo also took a few steps back to steady himself, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"General." Yun Wuyan and others flew off their horses to protect Li Luo. Chu Ying'er stood between Li Luo and Leng Bing like a ghost, with a pair of beautiful eyes staring coldly at Leng Bing.
No one could see clearly how Ying'er jumped in. (To be continued.)