Chapter 469 The Last Sword

A fist seal burned with raging purple flames, whizzing down like a sun falling to the ground, illuminating thousands of miles. The purple glow was so piercing that people couldn't even open their eyes.

This blow was really terrifying. Looking at it from a distance, both Mo Fo and Jing Miao felt as if they were in a state of ecstasy.

There is no doubt that this is destined to be a shocking blow, and it is a desperate move that Lu Xuanlou uses all his strength to fight for.

Under the sky, snow-white sword energy suddenly surged around Wenxi like a wave, spreading unbridled and powerful like a whirlpool. Then Wen Xi's palm was like a sword, and he slashed in the air.

A flash of sword light suddenly appeared, like a mountain rising from the ground, resisting the fist seal with a devastating force.

Boom

The earth-shattering roar resounded, the fist seal shook violently, dense cracks appeared, and then fell into pieces, and the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth was cut into nothingness by the sword energy.

The ten-thousand-foot dharma image was cut off with one arm just like this. Lu Xuanlou's body trembled as if struck by lightning. Blood flowed from the corner of his lips. His whole person suddenly declined and he looked much older.

Lu Xuanlou’s eyes were filled with surprise and disbelief. Wenxi, who only had half of his sword energy, disintegrated his life-saving blow with a casual sword. It is hard to imagine how terrifying Wenxi must have been in his heyday

"It's over"

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The Demon Buddha is miserable and Jing Miao is like a mourning heir.

At that moment, they almost suspected that Wenxi would be in trouble. After all, Lu Xuanlou’s ten thousand-foot body, with sufficient spiritual energy and tyrannical power, had surpassed ordinary Samsara realm warriors.

However, the Great Sword Immortal is the Great Sword Immortal, too tyrannical and unreasonable. Not only did Wenxi escape unscathed, he even seriously injured Lu Xuanlou again.

"You want to kill both the jade and the stone with a life-threatening blow. In my eyes, it is just a trapped beast's fight that shakes the tree."

In the laughter, Wen Xi's brows stretched, It's rare to show a smile, it's rare to see Lu Xuanlou's helpless embarrassment, how can it not make people feel happy

However, Lu Xuanlou remained silent, without saying a word, and his eyes were as determined as ever. The unchanging iceberg.

In his body, the energy and blood surged like a dragon and a tiger. As the potential was continuously squeezed, Lu Xuanlou's body erupted with bright light, and the rolling spiritual energy continued to flow from the arsenal of the sky. Well out, the broken arm of the ten-thousand-foot dharma body was rebuilt.

Being in the vast Dharma, Lu Xuanlou coughed up blood, but the aura that filled his body was like the eternal blue sky, enough to shake the stars and overthrow the nine heavens and ten earth.

For Lu Xuanlou, as long as the arsenal of heaven is in hand, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be endless, so as long as his physical body does not collapse and can still carry the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then he can Always at your peak.

Just like at this time, although Lu Xuanlou was at the end of his strength, his power was unprecedented.

"I really didn't expect that you would want to turn things around in this way."

The strength of a sword cultivator is completely different whether he has a long sword in his hand or not. The killing power of a sword cultivator is completely different whether he has a flying sword or not.

External objects and external forces are a kind of powerful strength. However, after all, this is not Lu Xuanlou’s own strength. Therefore, if Lu Xuanlou wants to borrow this external force unscrupulously, he will have to pay a huge price. cost.

Lu Xuanlou can launch an attack like this twice at most. After two times, Lu Xuanlou's physical body will most likely be shattered into pieces. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, his own foundation and path will be damaged. Basically, the road has been rough and bumpy since then.

"I am a poor man with no skills, so I have to do it"

Lu Xuanlou said sadly, and then the gloom between his brows was swept away, becoming decisive and calm.

When Wen Xi heard the words, he nodded slightly and his expression gradually became serious.

Lu Xuanlou fought hard for his own foundation, regardless of the foundation of the Dao, and still wanted to punch with a martial artist's attitude, and refused to sacrifice the three thousand sword lights. From this, it can be seen that Lu Xuanlou was unsatisfied with that last sword. High hopes.

Wenxi did not think that she would die under the sword of a giant, but this person was Lu Xuanlou, so Wenxi had to treat it with caution. After all, there were many things about Lu Xuanlou. Such unbelievable methods did not allow her to be cautious at all.

Moreover, Wen Xi is certain of one thing, that is, no matter how embarrassed Lu Xuanlou is, he can still deliver the last sword, and that last sword, at worst, is a sword that will destroy both the jade and the stone.

Lu Xuanlou looked up to the sky and roared, his figure flashed and punched out, his fists were like swords, opening and closing, while Wen Xi also waved his sword, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and it was orderly.

But in just a moment, Lu Xuanlou's dharma body was blasted thousands of feet away, a long and narrow crack was smashed into the void, and the right arm of the dharma body's punch was shattered into pieces, and the world was shattered. Spiritual energy bursts out.

"So strong"

Jing Miao was dazzled and stunned. At this moment, Wen Xi looked like a god, like a detached immortal, and his killing power also dominated the world.

"What should we do?"

The Demon Buddha looked miserable and gloomy, his eyes were about to burst, he couldn't help but sucked in a breath of air, and his face was unprecedentedly solemn.

In today's world, the strong man he is most familiar with is Monk Huanxi, but Mofo feels sadly that Wenxi at this moment, Monk Huanxi at his peak, is even worse.

The sword cultivator was born domineering, so he was born strong and honest.

However, Lu Xuanlou was indifferent and still took the lead in taking action. It's getting stronger.

Wen Xi's parallel fingers were like a sword, and he swiped across the sky. Lu Xuanlou's dharma body was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down, and a hundred-foot-wide crack was cut out of his body. Continuing forward, another sword mark was left on Lu Xuanlou's chest, which was so deep that one could see the bone.

"I don't know how many powerful methods you have, but the gap between you and me is like the difference between heaven and earth, so today, you only have to die."

Wen Xi's eyes are deep and his words are casual, but he has an invincible aura..

"I'm not dead yet. Don't rush to brag. It's not easy for me to die."

Lu Xuanlou's injury is very serious and he is almost ready to support himself. He couldn't stop, but he still talked and laughed calmly, as if he didn't care about his strength.

Wen Xi was silent, her eyes were complicated, and there was a hint of admiration. After a while, she said, "If you are not as powerful as the swordsman, I may be much inferior to you."

Lu Xuanlou's fierce and courageous attitude, which looked down upon life and death, was enough to put all swordsmen to shame.

"Then, it's better to leave without seeing him off"

After Wen Xi finished speaking, his sword clothes fluttered and his black hair fluttered, revealing a sword power that shocked the world and made ghosts and gods weep.

This is the first time Wen Xi has used a sword since the beginning of the sword questioning, and it will also be the last time she uses a sword.

Wen Xi's sword power became more and more powerful. The sword energy was densely intertwined in the sky, and the light and shadow were intertwined.

The stars and moon shadows were deprived of their luster. In the chilling sword energy, the moon in the sky seemed to be more bumpy. All the silvery white flowing light became steep sword energy. Gradually, the entire The moonlight between heaven and earth seemed to be assimilated by Wenxi into a sword with vast ancient meaning. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft

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