However, I am still the person who wronged you the most.
sorry.
The blood sword and the black sword struck each other. Li Luo did not look at their moves or distinguish who was more skilled. He just said lightly: "In the far north, they have a kind of true energy that is superior to all other martial arts.
It’s called Xian Zhen Qi, and it has its own sect. The swords, moves, and sword intentions condensed from Xian Zhen Qi are the domain, which is the highest realm in the Da Gan Wulin. But in the far north, maybe it’s just the beginning.” After finishing speaking, he didn’t.
After being distracted by the shocked and astonished expressions of the people in Liuyunzhan, they cast their gazes on the field from afar.
Blood sword and black sword and white sword, there is no resentment between them, there is only hatred between them. Their hatred is just an innate and inevitable hatred that is both wonderful and stupid, stupid and wonderful.
!
Hatred is innate, but resentment is acquired. Hatred is passive, but resentment is active.
Maybe, what Black Sword and Bai Dao hate is just that since they have him, why do they still need Xue Li?
Perhaps, Xue Li hates the same thing.
As for the relationship between a man and a woman, after seeing the Return to the Far North, seeing the strange beasts on the altar, knowing the secrets of heaven and earth, and still guarding this secret, those things between men and women may not be a big deal.
They fell in love, maybe just because each other was lonely. The distance between hate and love was hard to measure. Parting and hating were inevitable sooner or later. Now that we have this excuse, there is no need to pretend so hard.
This battle has come to an end.
Black Sword can use Weirdness openly and openly. If it were in Dagan, no one would be able to block his sword. But here is the sea of grass, and over this mountain is the extreme northern wilderness, so not only is his sword blocked
, and it ended badly.
he died.
The luck of the black sword is so good that it has reached the point of turning everything upside down. It is so exquisite that regardless of others, it at least makes Liuyunzhan, a high-ranking disciple who is hiding in the city, wonder that there are people outside the world. The blood glass breaks more easily, and she does not use any moves.
To determine the outcome, she simply used the Blood Sword as an ax or a long stick. I don’t know if she relied on the sharpness of the Blood Sword and her almost invincible internal strength. It was not about the exquisite moves, but just a quick word, no matter
No matter how the black sword moves around, the blood sword has only one purpose, and that is to cut off the black sword, and at the same time cut off the owner of the black sword.
So she doesn't need to use too sophisticated sword moves, as long as she is faster than the black sword and sharper than the black sword, it is enough.
The black sword was broken, and so was the man in black robe.
With such an extremely draining method, everyone knew that Xue Li was seeking a quick victory. Within half an hour, she would finish off the black sword and the white sword. This meant that the first four rounds had to be fast and could not be delayed for too long.
, if it exceeds half an hour, then the result must be that the old man can cut off Li Luo's way of transmitting the message and kill everyone here; or he can blow up Luye Naga before the old man takes action. No matter which way it is, he seems to
They would all die, which made her very discouraged.
This battle, the decisive battle between the blood sword and the black sword and the white sword, no one or anything in the sky or on the earth can stop it. This moment may be short, but many people have given everything they have for this moment.
everything of!
The second game started, and sure enough, this time it was a white knife.
Li Luo still didn't look. He stared blankly at the stone handle shining brightly in the light pillar, imagining the final battle between Xue Li and the old man. This picture emerged in his mind:
At that time, the light became even fainter, and all the brilliance between heaven and earth was concentrated on three weapons, a black sword, a white sword, and a bloody sword.
These are three immortal legends.
The sword has been thrust out! The knife flies away!
The sword thrust out was not fast, the flying knife was not slow, and there was still a long distance between Xue Li and the old man.
The edge and strength have not come into contact, but they have begun to change continuously. The person moves very slowly, or does not move at all, but the weapon changes very quickly. Before a move is used, it has already changed according to the heart, or no one can
He didn't use a single move, he was just waiting for the best opportunity to strike.
Sometimes, strength can determine the outcome of a contest, but it is often not absolute. Since ancient times, there have been many examples of the weak defeating the strong. An opportunity, one minute faster or one minute slower, will lead to completely different outcomes.
Especially for this kind of close competition, there are the most variables.
For those who don't understand, this battle may not be intense or exciting.
Those who really see clearly what it means to be free as they please may have different emotions. Some people may never be able to lift a sword again in this life, and some people may never be able to lift a sword again.
Li Luo imagined the scene of standing face to face. The old man's knife and sword were like a gust of wind outside the white clouds.
Xue Li's sword seemed to be tied with an invisible thread. Her Taibai Mountain, her sister, and maybe me, she thought narcissistically, were this invisible thread.
Then, with the result that no one could stop, the three weapons thrust out with all their strength!
That must be the last move, a move that determines life and death.
The results speak for themselves.
Li Luo woke up, sighed softly, and turned his eyes to the old man on top of the hammer. Coincidentally, he was also looking at him and seemed to be smiling.
The second round, the end!
Xue Li wins, she gets the second token.
There was almost no pause, and the third game started. Li Luo closed his eyes. Was it because he couldn't bear to see her stubbornness and shouting in the face of despair, or did he have other thoughts? No one knew, including the old man at the top of the hammer, if he didn't say it.
.
Few people know that besides the battle between Xue Li and the man in black robe, there is actually another battlefield in this cave.
The old man and Li Luo.
The old man's thoughts were at least 50% on him. If there were any flaws, if he concluded that the gunpowder on the top of the mountain was just a cover, and if he did not dare to ignite the gunpowder, then he would definitely take action immediately and kill Li Luo on the spot. So.
He had been looking for Li Luo's flaws, from an expression, a look, a raised eyebrow hoping that Xue Li would win... But he failed. From the beginning to the end, Li Luo didn't pay attention to the battle between Xue Li and the man in black.
He didn't know what he was thinking, and the old man couldn't judge what he was thinking at the moment, let alone whether the person delivering the message to the top of the mountain was him or the Dagan soldiers behind him.
Don't act rashly, this invisible battle is no less dangerous than the bloody sword held by Xue Li.
Soon, the outcome of the third game was decided.
Xue Li won three games in a row, and her momentum was like a rainbow, but a trace of worry flashed in the eyes of Gu Liang Lei and others. Whether she really wanted to sacrifice the three thousand soldiers under Li Luo's command, but compared to this mysterious old man, after all,
Those who have been with them all the way naturally hope that she will win.