On the Stone Sword Throne, Lu Xuanlou Shi Shiran stood up. His aura was still restrained. He could not be said to be stunningly powerful, but his unworldly demeanor made Feng Zhuo have to admit that with the level of Lu Xuanlou's giant, It is really unusual to dare to face a powerful person like him in the reincarnation realm.
The woodcutter died in front of him, and Feng Zhuo did not dare to have any reservations.
Feng Zhuo's eyes turned cold, and he took a step forward. The Mountain Ghost Sword in his palm flew across the sky, and the black long swords roared out one after another, just like the Yangtze River. The mighty sword energy came from all directions towards the land. Xuanlou ran away wildly.
Since ancient times, swordsmen and martial artists have been in the same family. Although Feng Zhuo is not a pure swordsman, he is still a Samsara realm martial artist. Like a rainbow rising across the sky, under this sword, the sea of sword energy clouds lingering in the void nearby were shaken and scattered.
In another part of the sword realm, a strange spectacle also appeared in Mrs. Xihua’s eyes.
Between heaven and earth, there seems to be a Milky Way breaking through the sea of clouds and falling to the world. You can even hear the rushing sound of the torrent. It is the turbulent waves formed by countless swords. Every sword energy is like a wave. It was enough to cut gold and cut jade, and now it gathered into a mighty torrent and swept out, the power was extremely terrifying
Mrs. Xihua was horrified and said, "This old guy is obviously a sword cultivator."
< p>Everyone knows that among the monks in the world, sword cultivators are the most lethal, and they rarely have any opponents in a fight. No one thought that Feng Zhuo would hide such a trump card. In this way, Lu Xuanlou’s identity as a sword cultivator would be revealed. It couldn't give him the slightest advantage, and Mrs. Xihua couldn't help but sweat for Lu Xuanlou.Although she and Feng Zhuo were old acquaintances, she never wanted Feng Zhuo to defeat Lu Xuanlou and naturally become the master of the Demon Palace. If that were the case, her step back would be extremely ridiculous, and would even become the biggest stain in her hundreds of years of practice, making her unable to hold her head up ever since.
However, facing this sword, Lu Xuanlou's expression remained calm, and he even showed a slight smile.
Feng Zhuo, the "sword cultivator", is similar to him in that they are both fakes without their own flying swords. Although his swordsmanship was not bad, in Lu Xuanlou's eyes, it was still a bit lacking.
Lu Xuanlou once competed with Wen Xi in swordsmanship and ended in a disastrous defeat. Isn't his swordsmanship worth mentioning? Actually, it wasn't.
Natural victory over swordsmanship is by no means groundless. Wenxi’s swordsmanship is too high and there is nothing Lu Xuanlou can do about it, but it is more than enough to deal with Feng Zhuo’s level of swordsmanship
As a martial artist in the realm of reincarnation, he likes to use his martial arts posture to punch with all his strength. Even if Lu Xuanlou can defeat him, it will not be easy. Especially now, Lu Xuanlou is injured. How long can he use his full strength to punch? , are all unknown.
Feng Zhuo had many chances of winning, but he chose to ask Lu Xuanlou for sword fighting, which led to a dead end. Why was Lu Xuanlou unhappy?
Lu Xuanlou looked calm and held his hand The vicious sword was slashed out at will, seemingly lightly, but when it was slashed out, it was like an antelope hanging its horns, and the horse was flying in the sky.With a mysterious Tao rhyme, it fell towards the flaw in Feng Yin's swordsmanship.
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If Feng Zhuo’s sword energy is like the big waves of the Yangtze River, then Lu Xuanlou’s sword is like a ray of light riding the wind and waves. It seems light, but it has An indomitable and invincible spirit.
The void was like a canvas, easily split open by this sword. Immediately afterwards, Feng Zhuo's sword energy surged like a mighty wave, and as expected, a crack was torn out.
The cracks spread straight at an alarming speed, just like a sharp knife cutting through boiling hot oil, and like a pair of sharp scissors tearing apart tangled mess.
That sharp scene made Mrs. Xihua’s eyes sting, her heart palpitate, and her expression changed accordingly.
"How is this possible?"
Mrs. Xihua only found this incredible.
A young sword cultivator, whose sword energy is not very violent, but seems to have invincible power, easily broke through Feng Zhuo's sword as powerful as a river bursting its embankment
The earth-shaking explosion resounded and was deafening. When the wave of sword energy splashed and spread, the nearby mountains, rocks, vegetation, and trees were destroyed and crushed, and the air roared with excitement.
"Come again"
Feng Zhuo took a deep breath, his eyes were burning and his beard and hair were flying.
Facing Lu Xuanlou’s overwhelming and indomitable sword, which was as powerful as him, he couldn’t help being surprised, but he did not hesitate, his aura was rising steadily, and the Mountain Ghost Sword in his hand suddenly slashed out .
The sword spirit is boiling
When the sword was slashed out, Feng Zhuo merged all his energy and spirit into one with the sword spirit.
When the black sword edge was slashed out, it seemed to be pulling thousands of long rivers, overwhelming the sky and the earth, a vast expanse, extremely majestic and vast, as if it was going to submerge the whole world
Feng Zhuo once liked this unparalleled sword, which split a Samsara realm warrior in two.
"It's quite interesting"
Feng Zhuo finally evoked a fighting spirit in the deep eyes of Lu Xuanlou. This sword made him feel threatened. The skin all over my body was tingling.
I have to admit that with his current state, there is still some gap between him and Feng Zhuo.
However, the state is a state, and it is far from representing the true combat power.
Along the way, Lu Xuanlou was either asking people about boxing or swordsmanship. He even faced Wen Xi and other great swordsmen several times, honing his unique killing swordsmanship. , the depth of his heritage has long been unable to be measured by common sense and is enough to make up for the lack of realm, otherwise Lu Xuanlou Wen would not dare to stand here and slash the reincarnation realm martial artist with his arrogant sword.
I saw Lu Xuanlou’s slender figure suddenly burst out with a fierce aura that was like soaring into the sky. His aura was like a sword, piercing Qing Ming, and his calm and calm temperament became razor-sharp. The horse is just like the immortal in the sword.
"Edict"
Lu Xuanlou shouted low, and the evil spirit like a group of swimming fish surrounded the sword. Lu Xuanlou suddenly thrust out the fierce sword in his hand, like a bright lightFireworks bloomed, and countless sword lights spread out like stars. There was a vague feeling that the sky net was sparse and not leaking.
I have a sword, with the murderous intention, it can go up to the blue sky and fall down to the underworld, it can reach everywhere, and there is nothing that cannot be cut.
Bang Bang Bang
Mrs. Xihua’s vision was so white that she couldn’t see clearly. There were only dull collisions and explosions like dense drum beats, which was frightening and terrifying.
In her field of vision, she could see Feng Zhuo's long river-like torrent of sword energy roaring, overwhelming the sky and the earth, but before it even showed its power, she was hit by countless sword rays. The sword light was as bright as a star, exuding a sharp and killing power. It actually cut the thousands of sword energy into countless small and flying turbulent flows, which continued to collapse.
Amid the turbulent flow of sword energy, Lu Xuan Tower stood erect, like an unmoving rock.
When he saw that this sword was also blocked, Feng Zhuo couldn't help but change his expression, his eyebrows were full of solemnity. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why.
However, even though he was filled with shock and doubt, Feng Zhuo was, after all, a demonic lord who had been fighting for a long time. He remained calm despite being frightened and still delivered the next sword with all his strength. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft