Eight hundred and seventieth chapters dragon and tiger fight
Minghong Daoye had noticed Li Luo's thoughts, and jumped for joy. The bright red skylark danced up and down, and gradually connected into one, and a blood phoenix was about to break out of the shadow.
Cao Mingyuan took a breath of cold air, but the sword did not strike, but the sword roared unscrupulously between the three warships, as if the world was turning upside down. If Cao Mingyuan really had to face such a shocking sword technique, Cao Mingyuan would
I really have no confidence that I can escape unscathed.
"The sword calls Minghong, Prince Nan Wang, be careful." Li Luo's eyes flashed a blood-red color, as if he was a demon.
Zhai Liaoyu and others behind him couldn't bear the ferocious killing intent radiating from Li Luo's body, so they all took a few steps back.
Cong Fu had a look of disbelief on his face. He had never seen Li Luo in such a terrifying appearance. It seemed that there was a beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years locked inside Li Luo's body. Once it broke free from the shackles, it would bring disaster to all the people in the world.
Song Wuque's face showed surprise, and there was a bright light in his eyes. He didn't expect that Li Luo's Da Luo Dao had reached such a level, but he didn't have any fear. If he had the slightest timidity to back down at this time, he would probably get blood splattered.
Under the Hong Dao.
Song Wuque drew out the long knife from his waist, smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for the advice, Your Majesty. Someone, please bring the boat over."
"No need, arrow!" Li Luo screamed coldly, and like lightning, he flashed a cold red light towards where Song Wuque was.
The distance between the two ships was more than ten feet. Even if Li Luo's Qinggong was almost demonic and he could cross this ten feet distance, he would still be exhausted when he fell onto the sea ship that Song Wuque was riding.
When masters compete, victory or defeat is often decided by a thin line. Li Luo's recklessness and arrogance really made everyone present feel strange.
Song Wuque raised the long knife in his hand and stared at Li Luo's leaping figure with all his attention. Suddenly his expression condensed and he shouted quickly: "You guys, get away quickly."
As he spoke, he saw Li Luo's figure suddenly rising several feet in the air. When his eyes were crossed, it seemed that Li Luo paused for a moment in the air. The man followed the knife, and the knife casually struck straight at the bow of the ship, just like a sudden thunderbolt.
Song Wuque.
One step ahead of Li Luo was a sharp arrow that penetrated the ship's side and deck. The arrow's feathers couldn't help trembling and making a buzzing sound. It was Li Yuanxi's reverse bow.
Song Wuque had no time to marvel at the power of this arrow. A few feet away, the sword was not even close to him, but the energy of the sword was already piercing his eyebrows.
Behind the shadow of the sword was a pair of dark red bloodthirsty eyes. If he could spare some time, Song Wuque would like to compare whether the sword's light was redder or the eyes were better.
This sword covered the entire area of the bow of the ship. Li Luo fought as soon as he said it, without any intention of dragging his feet. The haste made people unable to recover.
Tang Mengjue smiled bitterly, and took a few steps back with Yan Xin and others.
The implication of this fight between dragons and tigers is not only the competition between young sword masters in the world, but also represents the first collision between two forces in the world that can influence the current situation. No one dares to predict the outcome, but once it is separated,
Victory or defeat, the world will be troubled again.
Song Wuque shouted loudly: "Wonderful!" The long knife in his palm jumped up, and with a horizontal cut, the empty space was divided into two.
This sword has the illusion of breaking through the void. It is the horizontal sword intention of the Song family's vertical and horizontal swords. It is not inferior to Li Luo's fierce and frantic Da Luo sword.
Yin Hong's sword intention was broken into two parts, upper and lower, but the sharp edge of the Minghong sword was indeed difficult to stop. Song Wuque broke through the sword intention, but the power of the sword was not dissipated. He could only take two steps back to dissipate the intimidating power of the sword.
As soon as Song Wuque retreated, Li Luo had already grabbed the railing of the ship. He said nothing and ignored the disconnected sword intention. Minghong turned around again. The disconnected Da Luo sword intention rotated up and down, one for yin and the other for yang.
, are related to each other, but they are like a forest, covering Song Wuque.
The smile on Song Wuque's face has long since disappeared. Such an opponent is rare to find in his life.
A surge of heroic spirit to live up to the sky suddenly poured into Song Wuque's heart, and he screamed involuntarily. The long knife in his hand seemed to be fast but not fast, slow but not slow. Before the horizontal knife fell, another line of vertical light was drawn, and the man in front of him was
The Da Luo Dao Yi with the flow of yin and yang is divided into four pieces.
It seems that no matter what sword technique it is, it can be separated by Zongheng Dao Jue in Song Wuque's hands, just like the ancient gods separated heaven and earth, and Song Wuque, who masters Zongheng Dao Technique, has become the god in this world.
Everyone on the ship watched in ecstasy. Such a showdown was rare in a century.
The reputation of the Daluo Sword for its arrogance resounded throughout the world. In Li Luo's hands, it became a little less arrogant and a little more feminine. However, the danger in it has not diminished at all. Instead, it has become more and more intense. With the help of the Minghong Sword,
Show some flexibility to go your own way.
On the other hand, Song Wuque's vertical and horizontal sword fights are majestic. Even if they are vertical, they are horizontal. There are no other side branches and end pages. There is an open and awe-inspiring atmosphere everywhere. It seems to be talking about all kinds of martial arts in the world.
The front of this knife is just vertical and horizontal.
As Li dropped his sword, Liuyunzhan suddenly sighed and said: "What a lonely sword technique."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing." Liuyunzhan smiled softly and looked at the two people fighting in the field.
Yan Xin sighed secretly, this junior sister has always had some weird thoughts since she was a child, and she doesn't know what kind of disaster will happen in the future.
Cao Mingyuan, as if to relieve the tightness in his chest, shouted loudly: "What a vertical and horizontal sword fight."
Song Wuque's heart was as calm as water, and the long sword in his hand also had a lot of brilliance. He didn't know what it was called, but he saw that there was no damage at all under the Minghong Sword. Even if it was not as psychic as the Minghong Sword, it must be a rare magical weapon.
Although this vertical and horizontal movement was exquisite, no one could see the shock in Song Wuque's heart.
I have fought each other hundreds of times in my life, but I have never used both vertical and horizontal swords in the first move.
What surprised Song Wuque even more was that although the Zongheng Sword Technique cut Li Luo's Da Luo Sword Intent into four pieces, seemingly defeated, Li Luo didn't seem to see it. The four separate sword inflections were used to determine the severity and urgency of the attack.
, far and near, Qi Zheng's four sword intentions were deployed, each in its own camp, as if there were four people using four different sword techniques, which was a miraculous skill.
Song Wuque gave a long laugh and stopped maintaining his vertical and horizontal posture. He retracted his sword and thrust it out again.
A crisp sound followed one after another, and for the first time, the long knife in Song Wuque's hand truly found the edge of the Minghong Knife.
The intention of Zongheng's sword was broken, and when the blades connected, Song Wuque took a step back. Li Luo's figure swayed. Although he did not retreat, he could not take advantage of the situation to make an attack.
Those with poor eyesight only thought that Song Wuque had been deciphered by Li Luo in the vertical and horizontal sword techniques, but only these senior masters who were familiar with the secrets of the Da Luo sword understood that it was actually Song Wuque who had seen through the four types of swords used by Li Luo in a virtual and real showdown.
He deliberately avoided the weak and hit the real, and found the murderous intention hidden in Li Luo's sword technique. The beauty of this move of using retreat to advance is not at all inferior to Li Luo's Da Luo knife technique.