Chapter 165 Transformation

The sword penetrated layers of barriers and finally landed on Lu Xuanlou's body, breaking through Lu Xuanlou's golden and jade-like body, leaving a sword mark.

Lu Xuanlou looked at the sword mark in astonishment, full of horror. If he had not avoided it in time, the sword might have pierced his body.

This mighty and domineering sword was actually made by a woman. Lu Xuanlou was so stunned that he was speechless. Perhaps it was because the stunningness of this sword could not be described in words.

Even with endless spiritual weapons, Lu Xuanlou was still completely suppressed by Jianmeng at this moment, which made Lu Xuanlou feel deeply frustrated.

Lu Xuanlou has had a smooth journey along the way. The main reason is that Lu Xuanlou holds the Heavenly Martial Sect and has the means to win in the three disasters.

Although Lu Xuanlou knows that over-reliance on the arsenal of heaven is not conducive to his martial arts path, but the arsenal of heaven is used too much. Whenever he encounters a difficult enemy, Lu Xuanlou will always use the arsenal of heaven to deal with it. .

The Heavenly Arsenal has never let Lu Xuanlou down, suppressing countless enemies. Under a subtle influence, using the Heavenly Arsenal to deal with the enemy has become Lu Xuanlou's first choice.

However, the arsenal of heaven is, after all, a foreign object, while the martial arts of a martial artist is more important than one’s own body.

"Unconsciously, I embarked on the wrong path."

Lu Xuanlou said bitterly, but the frustration disappeared without a trace.

"Jian Meng, I should thank you, and even more so, thank you for this amazing sword, which has brought me back on track."

Gong Shujun frowned, Jian Meng It hurt Lu Xuanlou's body but not his brain. How could Lu Xuanlou say such words?

Jianmeng didn't know why Lu Xuanlou said this, but on the battlefield, The atmosphere gave him a sense of disobedience, which made her extremely uncomfortable. However, Jian Meng soon understood why she felt this way

Maybe Lu Xuanlou was a despicable and shameless guy, but Jian Meng did not deny that Lu Xuanlou had always been a confident man.

It is a kind of confident self-confidence, and it is also the self-confidence of winning. However, that kind of self-confidence does not come from Lu Xuanlou’s methods, but from the countless and inexhaustible souls. soldiers.

Wen Xi, the Lord of the Moon Temple, asserted that Lu Xuanlou has outstanding figures, but Donghuang Tianjiao sneered and no one believed him. This was not because Lu Xuanlou was sinister and cunning, but because Lu Xuanlou always lacked a true character. His self-confidence lacks the momentum to give up on others.

At this moment, Lu Xuanlou exudes an aura of confidence. From the inside out, this confidence does not come from external things, but from his own confidence.

Looking at Lu Xuan Tower, Jian Meng seemed to see Zong Dao, Jian Xuan, Chen Ji, and a real hero.

Jianmeng hesitated to speak, an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart. Today, she and her sword helped Lu Xuanlou transform into the real fourth outstanding figure in the Eastern Wasteland.

The arsenal of heaven slowly closed, and the spiritual soldiers disappeared inside. The momentum of Lu Xuan Tower did not diminish., like a pile of flames, getting bigger and bigger.

The massive spiritual energy was like a tornado, lingering around Lu Xuan Tower, and the terrifying pressure slowly fell to the surroundings. Countless warriors were overwhelmed and fell to their knees, even Jian Meng and Gong Shujun. Feeling difficult to breathe.

When the idea came to light, Lu Xuanlou felt refreshed and his state of mind improved and became more and more stable.

"Jianmeng, I have to say, you are an excellent opponent."

Lu Xuanlou said seriously, "Come on, let me feel the excitement of the battle, let me immerse myself in It’s hard to extricate yourself from danger.”

Surviving a desperate situation is the perfect opportunity for a warrior to break through his shackles and break through himself.

In the battlefield, Jianmeng said nothing, gathered his emotions, and drew his sword again

The sword energy pierced the water curtain, and where it was, the rainwater stood upside down, and the volume was high Zhang Zhang, like a high city wall, quickly fell down as the sword energy passed by.

Lu Xuanlou’s eyes were stern, and the extremely sharp sword energy was almost touching his face, beginning to maim his steel-hard skin.

The moment the sword energy caught up, a dangerous aura hit his face, making Lu Xuanlou shudder and also make Lu Xuanlou extremely excited.

Lu Xuanlou finally took action, stamping his feet violently, and a curtain of water appeared, rising high from the place where they were separated. In the blink of an eye, Lu Xuanlou reached out with his palm, carrying a purple wave. The flames thrust into the sword energy.

The indomitable sword energy finally came to an obvious pause at this moment.

Where the sword energy stayed, the nearby rainwater exploded with an earth-shattering sound. The water curtain was instantly evaporated into white mist, and the ground collapsed into a very deep pit. A large amount of rainwater poured into the pit from all directions. In a short period of time, it cannot be filled up.

Across the water curtain, the sword energy continued to move forward, looking a little dim. In the snow-white sword light, starting from the tip of the sword, a sharp long sword finally began to reveal its true appearance in Lushan.

The tip of the sword was only a few inches away from Lu Xuanlou's chest, and Lu Xuanlou's palm fell steadily, grabbing the sword blade accurately, making it difficult to move it in.

Even so, the castration of this sword stopped. The huge impact force stared at Lu Xuan Tower and quickly slashed backwards, breaking towering trees one after another. Lu Xuan Tower was like a tree. , rooted on the ground, his feet submerged in the soil, using huge resistance to resist the advancement of the sword.

Lu Xuanlou's retreat gradually slowed down, which meant that his indomitable sword was finally coming to an end, and Lu Xuanlou finally got a chance to breathe.

The two figures finally stopped at a certain moment, standing still in the forest with a strange balance. The wind and waves also completely subsided after their movement stopped, leaving only the sound of raindrops.

Lu Xuanlou looked at the tip of the sword that was close to his chest but failed to pierce it, and looked at the hand holding the snow-white sword body tightly with blood flowing across it. The hard blood could not help but appear in his eyes.

"You are strong, and I am not weak either"

After Lu Xuanlou finished speaking, the last snow-white light dissipated, and the figure holding the sword clearly appeared in his eyes.

Jianmeng stood with a sword in his hand, wearing a goose-yellow sword robe, a slender waist with a dark belt, and a silver jade pendant on the waist, with goose-yellow tassels hanging down between the pendants, flying in the rain.

The jade crown and silver hairpin were disordered, and the green hair behind it was dancing softly, like an ink-colored waterfall. The autumn-like eyes revealed infinite chill and murderous intent. At this moment, Lu Xuanlou actually had He had the illusion that the woman wearing a yellow sword dress in front of him was an indifferent and ruthless sword.

Jianmeng looked at Lu Xuanlou indifferently. She leaned slightly to her side and secretly pushed the hilt of the sword with her right hand. She was still wrestling with Lu Xuanlou. The air waves accompanied by the pushed back spiritual energy blew her body that was close to her body. The sword and clothes danced wildly backwards, making a hunting sound. The curve that should have been graceful and graceful like the undulating mountains, now also revealed an extremely sharp killing intent.

"It seems that I am slightly better after all"

Looking at the pale Jian Meng, Lu Xuanlou spoke easily, pushed hard with his palm, and Jian Meng stepped back again and again. Pulling, the snow-white sword fell into Lu Xuanlou's hands. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft

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