Lu Xuanlou swept forward with his sword, and in just a moment, he walked ten feet in front of Ji Bao.
Lu Xuanlou held Yuan Tu in his hand, and his sword energy surged instantly. The bloody sword energy surged toward Ji Bao like a sharp blade. In just a moment, it left a mark on Ji Bao's body. Countless wounds.
Ji Bao is a celestial demon with an extremely strong physique, but Lu Xuanlou has perfect bones and is no weaker than Ji Bao.
As for Jibao, he is a swordsman who cultivates swords. He does not have the magical power of his natal flying sword, and his swordsmanship is mediocre.
But Lu Xuanlou is different. He is not only a sword cultivator, but also a swordsman. He has two natal flying swords, Yuantu and Abi. The two swords have similar magical powers. They only have the word "kill", which matches Lu Xuanlou's own swordsmanship. It is self-evident that Lu Xuanlou's killing power is blessed.
As for swordsmanship, Lu Xuanlou has practiced swordsmanship for eighteen times and has improved greatly. With the words and deeds of the great swordsman Yuanjiang, he also secretly learned Wenxi's three-liang swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship has already become a master. Theosophy.
Swordsmanship can only be used to communicate with gods, but Lu Xuanlou is naturally superior to swordsmanship.
In this battle of swordsmanship, Lu Xuanlou had the advantage.
Ji Bao remained silent, but a white sword gang emerged from the sword, like a long dragon, biting towards Luxuan Tower. Although he is a sword cultivator, he has been in the Heavenly Demon Realm for many years and is by no means an ordinary person.
Lu Xuanlou didn't say anything, but just extended his sword. Instead of facing the sky, it hit Ji Bao's body like an antelope hanging its horns.
Then it floated backwards. The sword in front of Lu Xuanlou was majestic. After the sword was handed out, there were thousands of strange phenomena. Between the sky and the earth, in the rain curtain, there were like lines of rain. Countless sword qi formed into threads, and those thread-like sword qi became visible to the naked eye for some reason.
At night, the countless long lines of sword energy were like white threads. After they appeared here, the sword energy quickly closed up. After that, Lu Xuanlou pulled the swords. gas.
The majestic arrival
It was a big net, but it was also a sword.
Facing this sword, Ji Bao’s expression changed drastically, because No matter how you look at it, this sword is not something he can easily stop.
Ji Bao had a slight thought and had to control those short flying swords, fly back in front of him, and then fly towards the big net of sword energy.
But Lu Xuanlou’s sword energy network is not so easy to deal with.
The dagger collapsed at the first touch, Ji Bao was exposed in front of this sword energy net, his eyes widened, it was a bit incredible.
But the long net of sword energy has fallen in front of him at this moment. Countless sword energy threads have penetrated into his body, and countless swords have fallen on his body.
Ji Bao avoided the vital point, flew out, and landed not far behind, vomiting blood.
Those daggers fell down slumped.
The sword cultivators Ji Bao had met before, even if they were good at swordsmanship, were not outstanding in killing power, Ji Bao could handle it with ease.Yu, so I don’t feel that sword cultivation is much worse.
However, at this moment, when he met a sword cultivator like Lu Xuanlou with unparalleled killing power, he finally understood why sword cultivators were inferior. It was not because their sword skills were not good enough, but because their killing power was just mediocre.
Lu Xuanlou stood with his sword in hand, then took a few steps forward, staring at Ji Bao from a distance of ten feet.
Ji Bao understood that Lu Xuanlou was telling himself at this moment that his swordsmanship was very high and his killing power was stronger. Ji Bao was already certain to die, so should he continue to ask about swords?
< p>"I am a sword cultivator. My swordsmanship is not as good as that of others, so I should die."Ji Bao shook his head slightly, but did not reveal the body of the heavenly demon. He sacrificed the magic form of the heavenly demon and fought to the death. , but it was too embarrassing. He always felt that since he was a sword cultivator, he should die in the manner a sword cultivator should, in a romantic and unrestrained manner.
Lu Xuanlou nodded. He still respected this monster sword cultivator and asked, "Do you have any last words?"
Ji Bao smiled miserably and asked hopefully. He said, "You are a sword cultivator and a sword cultivator, so in the end I would like to say, are you really inferior to others in terms of cultivating swords?"
Lu Xuanlou did not answer immediately, frowning and thinking, repeatedly After careful consideration, I gave my answer.
"Each one has his or her own merits."
Lu Xuanlou said, "The strength of swordsmanship depends on the level of swordsmanship, the strength of killing power, and whether the natal flying sword suits your own swordsmanship. The strength of sword cultivation depends on the number of flying swords you can control. As long as you can control enough flying swords, one sword after another, the flying swords will not stop, and the sword energy is difficult to rest, you will not be afraid of the Great Sword Immortal. Don’t bend your back.”
“Take it seriously”
The plan is very exciting.
"What are you doing to lie to me?"
Lu Xuanlou sacrificed his own small world, manifested the sword domain, and pulled Ji Bao into it.
Ji Bao looked at the scenery in the Sword Domain, and Lu Xuanlou’s words rang in his ears again.
"The reason why you are defeated is not because you are not as good at raising swords as others, but because the number of flying swords you can control is too small."
Lu Xuanlou finished his words. , stepped on the sword light, rose to the height of the sky, stretched out his right hand, his parallel fingers like a sword, pointed at Ji Bao from a distance.
Zheng
A loud sword cry sounded, and the infinite sword inserted in the wasteland of the sword field trembled crazily, then rose up from the ground and turned into sword lights, heading towards the land. Xuanlou flew away, hovering in front of Lu Xuanlou, and finally turned into a giant sword, exuding unparalleled edge.
Lu Xuanlou said calmly, "When cultivating swords, you should not only keep famous swords and good swords, but also unknown swords, ordinary swords, and even bad swords and broken swords."
"Keeping a sword like this is how you keep a sword."
Ji Bao sighed and said with a smile, "Seeing this sword, all the years of sword-raising will be considered in vain, and I can die here." With one strike, you will die a worthy death."
"It's not that I am inferior to others in sword cultivation, but that I am inferior to others in planning violence. Li, laugh loudly,"Fellow Daoist, please lower your sword."
Lu Xuanlou nodded slightly and held out a sword with all his strength. The sword energy surged like a wave, tearing Ji Bao's powerful body into pieces, and the flesh and blood splashed out again. He was cut into nothingness by the sword energy, and finally the giant sword attacked him, and the bones of the sky demon that were as hard as iron were crushed into powder by this sword.
After a long time, the giant sword slowly dispersed, and the sword energy suddenly calmed down. Although there were no corpses, there was no sword master in the world, and Lu Xuanlou was able to kill eight and nine, and entered the realm of reincarnation. Here again Add a sword fairy character.
The moment Lu Xuanlou entered the realm of reincarnation, the sword energy in his body suddenly erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years. A sword light shot up into the sky, tearing the sky apart.
Three thousand sword lights flew around Lu Xuanlou, and then like wisps of light smoke, seeped into Lu Xuanlou's body from the pores, blending into Lu Xuanlou's blood, muscles and bones.
With the sword as the flesh and blood, Lu Xuanlou at this moment is like a peerless sword, left behind and independent.
Yuantu and Abi were hovering on both sides of Lu Xuan Tower, spinning in circles, revealing endless sharp edges, and spurting out murderous aura, dyeing the entire sword domain with blood.
After Lu Xuanlou became a sword immortal in the reincarnation realm, these two murderous weapons began to take on a violent edge.
At this moment, Lu Xuanlou had only one feeling.
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