Chapter 236 Sword Dance

Under the cover of flying snow, Futu and Song Liancheng still used their own methods.

I don’t know when Song Liancheng appeared behind the pagoda. He seemed to have expected it. He stood at the place where the pagoda landed, with a cold smile on his face, and the long sword with sword intent in his hand once again Hand it out.

This was a sword that could not be tempered. The sword energy instantly illuminated the face of the Buddha. It was silent and as fast as lightning, and it stabbed towards the throat of the Buddha without any hindrance.

However, Futu seemed to have anticipated the coming of this sword. When the sword was handed over, he swung out the sword in his hand, and the surging sword intent was released, mixed with the demonic energy and murderous intention, and the momentum was Still above Song Liancheng.

"咣"

As expected, Futu's sword beat Song Liancheng's sword.

Song Liancheng's sword energy disintegrated, and his figure was cut off by the waist of Futu. A wisp of sword energy dissipated, and it turned out that it was not a body of flesh and blood.

The sword energy left its shape

Futu's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head abruptly. From above, a line of sword energy fell slowly. It seemed very slow, but it passed through many spaces and suppressed it instantly. top of head.

The sword energy seemed fierce, but Futu could not feel any killing intent or danger. His intuition told him that the sword was fake, so he did not guard against it.

Pagoda looked forward.

There is a sword light there that is extremely secretive and blends in with the flying snow in the sky, making it difficult to detect.

When Futu looked at the sword light, the sword light broke through the snow curtain and stabbed towards Futu with a sword sound like a roaring dragon.

Pagoda swung his sword, airtight, the sword intention and murderous intention condensed into a shield, and resolved the attacking sword energy one by one. He swung the sword again, the sword light was extremely bright, and he used it to kill and kill. Breaking through the snowy sky, carrying terrifying murderous intent, they rushed towards Song Liancheng.

"There is still some energy left"

Song Liancheng frowned slightly, realizing that he still underestimated his opponent.

He knows that the pagoda is extremely extraordinary. This extraordinaryness is not the extraordinaryness of being born in a famous family, but the extraordinaryness of being truly unique.

He has been practicing in the First Sword Sect for a period of time and has seen countless amazing and talented disciples, but he has never seen such outstanding talent and calm eyes.

Even though the two of them were separated by a huge realm at this moment, this feeling still made Song Liancheng fearful.

Pagoda's realm is lower than his, but the eyes he looks at are always downcast, as if he is the one with a higher realm and stronger strength.

Song Liancheng had a strange thought, but facing an enemy of life and death, there was no room for distraction. The light of the sword was already approaching, and Song Liancheng pushed the sword out again.

Since the fight between the two, Song Liancheng has handed out many swords, but he has never used Song Di Sword Dance.

He is always gathering momentum

He will wait until his energy and spirit reach the peak, and then directly use the overwhelming thunder sword to kill all the opponent's vitality and win the first place. Gambling battle.

Futu also knew Song Liancheng’s methods, and he also wanted to suppress Song Liancheng.Liancheng's method did not give Song Liancheng a chance to use the sword dance.

Bang

Shura Faxiang swung his fist, hit Song Liancheng's sword hilt directly, pressed the sword that was about to be drawn back into the sheath, and surrounded him. The sword energy and snowflakes around Song Liancheng were also scattered by this punch, and Song Liancheng's figure was revealed again.

Song Liancheng sighed, looked at the pagoda, then turned to look at Luxuan Tower, and finally looked to the north, and said quietly, "My whole life has been ruined by you."

Futu waved his knife again, his face was cold and his tone was hoarse, "The Jianhou failed to kill you at the beginning because of his incompetence. Today, you will definitely die. "

"Alas"

Song Liancheng sighed again. He dropped his sword like rain, covering the place where the pagoda was, and said, "We could have talked, but you didn't know that you couldn't help but directly He entered Song County, massacred the people of Song County, and filled the moat with the heads of the people of Song County."

"Whether Lu Qi's ambition is to fight against the sky or to compete in the world, this kind of behavior will only serve the purpose. Make countless enemies."

"If you have time to worry about the future situation of Wei Dynasty, it is better to worry about the life and death of Song people."

Futu resisted Song Liancheng's attack and looked for loopholes in his moves. , handed the sword and punched, swinging towards the sky, with endless momentum, and countless thunder sounds were blasted.

Song Liancheng dropped his sword in the clouds, each sword slash striking an almost perfect arc, approaching as fast as lightning, which actually made Futu feel embarrassed.

On the plain, the snow curtain rises and falls, breaks and gathers. The figures of the pagoda and Song Liancheng are intertwined uncertainly, making the sky dim and the earth dark.

The two of them had advanced realms and contained countless spiritual powers in their bodies, but they could not withstand such sword and fist exchanges. The overflowing spiritual energy evaporated around them and turned into a large number of white eyes.

"It seems I can't kill you like this."

Song Liancheng's figure hovered leisurely, landed in front of the pagoda, sheathed his sword and stood up.

"It's time for you to take a look at what Nirvana Sword Cultivation is and what is the insurmountable gap between the Three Disasters and Nirvana Warriors."

Words For a moment, Song Liancheng frowned and cut off all the flames of his thoughts.

A huge warning sign faintly emerged in Futu's heart, instantly arousing goosebumps on her body. He calmed down his swaying mind and looked at Song Liancheng in the sky.

Around Song Liancheng, the light seemed to have stopped flowing. With him as the center, countless sword intentions rose up.

The sword light became denser and denser, covering almost half of the sky. Intertwined together, they look like a female swordsman with flying clothes, dancing in the wind with graceful grace.

The female sword fairy looked indifferent, and slowly drew out a long sword. The sword was like a mold, with stars all over the sky scattered in it.

When the sword was unsheathed, the female sword fairy slowly opened her eyes, like a judge sitting high, in charge of life and death. A breathtaking aura fell from the sky, making people feel uneasy.

"This is the real swordDance.”

Chen Ji said, “Yan Chenyu is not here anymore, it’s a pity that you and I are not swordsmen”

“Can Futu take this sword?”

Lu Xuanlou asked in a solemn voice. The sword was so powerful that Lu Xuanlou couldn't help but worry about the safety of Futu.

Chen Ji said in a deep voice, "If it is him, there should be no problem."

"That's good"

Lu Xuanlou said no more and watched the battle with peace of mind, waiting for the outcome.

"Please let the goddess drop the sword"

Several pure sword intent fell down and exploded on the pagoda's arms and shoulders, destroying the pagoda. The clothes were torn, and blood flowed freely.

The sword energy in the center was pressed to the top of the pagoda, tearing the Shura Dharma into pieces like a piece of stone, and then another huge sword fell from the sky, falling straight towards the pagoda.

In the end, there was a shocking loud noise, and everything exploded. The sword energy spread in all directions and bombarded the Y city wall. Countless cracks spread, and the ancient city wall that had stood for less than a thousand years was now crumbling. < /p>

Under the gaze of everyone, the female sword fairy slowly dissipated, and the sword energy dissipated like a tide. Song Liancheng's figure fell and stood on the snow, dispersing the lingering sword energy on his fingertips. < /p>

Jian Meng looked at Song Liancheng. The old man was even more aged. He had gray hair and countless wrinkles. He was so old that Jian Meng couldn't bear to look at him.

"Lu Xuanlou, this battle is a big one. "I won" please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading