Lu Xuanlou said goodbye to Eleven Niang, walked out of the trading building, and looked up to see a white jade lotus platform, as clear as a full moon.
"Buddha, you guys wait for me here"
After saying these words, Lu Xuanlou bent down slightly, jumped up suddenly, and rushed towards the white jade lotus platform like a stream of light. At this point, the kite turned over and landed steadily.
On the rosette, Yuan Jiang was wearing a white sword robe, sitting on a futon, overlooking the mountains and rivers, with endless scenery in his eyes. He did not get up when he saw Lu Xuanlou, and said with a smile, "Demon Palace Yama It’s a shame to welcome the great master.”
“I can’t bear it.” Lu Xuanlou shook his head slightly.
Yuanjiang, the city that never sleeps, has one man and one city, and it is the pinnacle swordsman of the Nine Realms. Even the ten overlord-level forces have to be afraid of three points.
"Why, you want to win me over to your Demon Palace to be a guest of worship?"
During this period, Hanjiang Diaosou was running around, wooing wild cultivators from the Southern Territory, and he was very generous. , is already known to everyone.
"How capable are the juniors that they dare to be higher than the seniors"
Lu Xuanlou smiled and shook his head, a great swordsman at the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, whose killing power is so coveted. ruler. But Jian Xiu was unruly. He was not moved by the olive branch extended by Chen Chen, especially Yuanjiang, even by the ten overlord-level forces in the Southern Territory.
Yuan Jiang asked jokingly, "Then what are you doing here? Do you want to ask me about the sword?"
Lu Xuanlou said seriously, "This junior is here for this reason. I hope that the seniors will not hesitate to teach me."
"In the sword challenge at Hulu Ridge, Wen Xi only had half of his sword energy, and he beat you to pieces."
Yuan Jiang said jokingly, "I am. Yuanjiang's sword training qualifications are average, far inferior to those of Wenxi and Murong Xiu, but he was lucky enough to train a great swordsman at the peak of the Nine Realms, far better than the half of Wenxi's great swordsman. Let me ask you about swordsmanship, are you worthy?
Lu Xuanlou disagreed and said, "Since you are a sword cultivator, how can you not be qualified to ask sword cultivators like me? Just ask for swordsmanship from a higher place. Since your senior is at a high place, I am at a lower level." Come out, then it is reasonable and reasonable for me to ask the elders about the sword. Isn't it natural?"
There was a moment of silence between the two, and all the dialogue had been finished.
The tall Yuan Jiang lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about what else he had to say. Xuan thought for a moment. After confirming that he really had nothing to say, Yuan Jiang slowly stood up and asked with a smile, "Then "Senior can use his sword more freely, but he can't kill me"
Unlike the immortal Taoist, Yuanjiang has reached the ninth level by relying on his own background. At the peak, he is also a swordsman with astonishing killing power. Now Lu Xuanlou is definitely no match for him, so he can question the sword, but he cannot distinguish between life and death.
"Okay"
Yuanjiang nodded with a smile. The demonic monks in the Southern Region were of average character. The so-called sword cultivators were all inferior. Regardless of their level, Yuanjiang disdained to compete with them. Ask about the sword. And Lu Xuanlou is a true swordsman, no matter whether he can enjoy it or not, it is worth using his sword once.
When a swordsman asks about swords, it not only distinguishes between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death. It sharpens the edge of the sword. When a swordsman asks about swords, it only determines the outcome., regardless of life or death, it is the inheritance of swordsmanship and the support of the elders to the younger ones.
Yuanjiang's shoulders sank, and he flew out in an instant.
The moment Yuanjiang's toes touched the ground, the place where he stood was like a mirror shattered, and a large spider web was instantly cut open. The tall white-robed figure was like a powerful arrow shooting out. Crossbow arrows.
Every sword cultivator is first a martial artist, and then a sword cultivator.
Yuanjiang's physique was extremely strong. This physique allowed him to suppress two fellow monks with one against two in a fight.
At this moment, he wanted to test Lu Xuanlou's physical condition first, and then see if he could draw his sword.
On the white jade rosette, the white jade was shattered. The distance between Lu Xuanlou and Yuanjiang was not far, only about ten feet. However, Yuanjiang disappeared in a flash and rumbled on the ground. The sound stirred up a small tornado that swept across the rosette.
Lu Xuanlou had no expression on his face and stepped back. The moment his body fluttered out, he raised one palm and pressed it. The next moment, there was a dull impact sound from his palm, as if he had pressed a piece. A stubborn rock struck by rapids in a large river.
However, this palm was pressed directly on Xuanjiang's head in the endless tornado wind, where the three flowers gathered at the top.
Yuanjiang’s pupils contracted, what happened
Lu Xuanlou’s palm was already on the top of his head, then his fingers slid across, and he raised his palm and dropped it without any pause. The aura that swept across the sky was like a foil that was born with the movement of his hand raised. This scene looked coherent, and it did not look like Xuanjiang stepped on the ground and swept over, and Lu Xuanlou raised his palm to receive it.
It was more like Lu Xuanlou raised his hand to invite you to enter the urn, so Donghuang came.
It is nonsense to say that there is any natural way to defeat swordsmanship. The so-called overpowering swordsmanship actually means attacking second and attacking others first. The same goes for fist and kick skills.
"Boom"
In the sudden violent explosion sound, Yuanjiang's head made a dull impact sound, and Lu Xuanlou's palm was filled with majestic force. The Qi, in just one moment, blasted back and forth seventy or eighty times, pressing the head directly into the white jade. At the same time, Lu Xuanlou's swept back body fell to the ground, and his feet stepped on the ground. The person bent over and leaned forward slightly, but the posture and movements at this moment were not all feminine. The power spread to the forearm, which was extremely strong. Five fingers pressed the back of Yuanjiang's head, pushing him to the peak of the Nine Realms. The Great Sword Immortal pressed firmly to the ground.
Hitting someone is not a slap in the face, but this is a more embarrassing move than a slap in the face. Fortunately, there are lotus petals around the two of them like a city wall, so others cannot see this scene.
"How"
Lu Xuanlou got the advantage and behaved, his black shirt fluttering, and then he bullied himself, suppressed Xuanjiang under him, and then punched his face.
Yuanjiang is also a little confused, what kind of low-level method is this? What kind of fighting method is this? The woman is tearing, pulling and beating
Yuanjiang bumps into him with one shoulder
Lu Xuanlou still raised his palms to press down, still as before,All the energy in his body hit the air, and the place where Lu Xuanlou pressed his palm was on Yuan Jiang's forehead, and then he exerted force again. This man looked thin and weak. The young swordsman, the explosive power contained in his body was extremely powerful, and he instantly smashed Yuan Jiang's head until his head was embedded in the white jade.
Yuanjiang raised his head, and Lu Xuanlou pressed down with his third palm
The head was smashed into the rosette, and then there was a wrestling match between the two. Yuanjiang was defeated by Lu Xuanlou Lou held down his head and dragged him backwards. He stood up in the middle and was held down again. He struck out with anger, shoulders, knees and elbows. Every blow to his body almost hit the fluttering Lu Xuan. Floor, and Yuanjiang's knee collision has vague signs of breaking the white jade rosette.
If you are hit, even if it is just a mere brush, your ordinary body will be directly scattered by the majestic force.
Lu Xuanlou is like a dancer moving and twisting on a slender silver thread. His expression is calm and indifferent, like a butterfly walking through flowers. And every time he collides, he does not exert much force. Every time It will definitely hit the weakest point of Yuanjiang.
One force can defeat all methods. This force is not brute force, but cleverness.
In Lu Xuanlou’s eyes, Yuanjiang’s body was full of blood, boiling and surging, like long lines stretching one after another. Every move and every style had traces to follow.
Invisible and unheard, avoiding danger and attacking when weak, this is the true victory of overpowering, overcoming swordsmanship, overcoming fists and feet, overcoming everything. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft