There is no doubt that Lu Xuanlou has been passively beaten since the beginning of this war, but this is because Lu Xuanlou has not used his sword until now, and secondly, he is observing the puppet's punches. .
Lu Xuanlou feels that his boxing and kicking skills are not bad, but it does not mean that he can win a fight if he is good at boxing and kicking. He hadn't fought with anyone for a long time, so his boxing skills were naturally very unfamiliar, and he seemed to be quite powerless at this moment.
And the puppet's pair of fists said unceremoniously that monks below the peak of the Nine Realms, except for Lu Xuanlou, no matter who you are, whoever comes will suffer.
The puppet feels no pain and moves forward inexorably. The shadows of its fists overlap like a water curtain. Even an immortal Taoist may not be able to withstand it.
The puppet jumped down and punched again, but this time, a long sword with a sword as white as the bright moon came to it.
Although Lu Xuanlou wanted to learn about boxing and hone his martial arts, he was burdened by Tao injuries and had little time to fight with all his strength, so naturally he did not dare to waste too much effort.
The war will start in the southern region. There are many places to ask for fists, so there is no need to force it to be today. It is better to fight quickly and decide quickly.
The tip of the sword is facing the puppet's fist, and the sword energy has already invaded the puppet's body before the puppet comes.
Those sharp sword energies looked like swords filling the world.
However, this puppet is not flesh and blood, and the sword energy is helpless.
The puppet still punched the tip of the sword. The sword bent to an extremely exaggerated degree, but it did not move back at all, nor did it break.
Lu Xuanlou swept forward, and in just a moment, he appeared in front of the puppet and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword.
The sword was powerful
Countless sword intentions overflowed from the tip of the sword. The snow-white long sword in Lu Xuanlou's hand, who was a little pale, gradually straightened up, and then Lu Xuanlou handed it to him. Draw the first sword.
This sword has no sword light and no sword moves. It just holds the hilt and thrusts the sword forward.
The puppet seemed to have become a living person. The hair on his body suddenly stood up. He withdrew his fist and swept away while Lu Xuanlou held his sword and moved forward.
Lu Xuanlou’s sword was not shocking, but it made the puppet aware of the danger.
The puppet took a few steps back, twisted its body, and punched the snow-white sword, breaking it directly and turning it into dots of starlight.
Lu Xuanlou couldn't help but shake his head slightly. As he expected, as his level increased and the opponents he encountered became stronger and stronger, the effect of the three thousand sword lights became less and less effective. All is satisfactory.
A martial artist’s greatest reliance can only be a pair of fists, while a sword cultivator’s greatest reliance can only be his flying sword.
Behind the puppet, there was a Yuan Tu stabbing towards the puppet's back.
The puppet plunged into the ground with one foot, twisted its body again, and punched out.
The fist hit Yuan Tu’s sword, and the fierce sword fell staggeringly. Then the puppet stopped and kicked Yuan Tu.Return it to Lu Xuanlou.
The puppet's kick was very grandmaster-like, giving off the momentum of a sure victory, and more or less disrespecting Lu Xuanlou.
Lu Xuanlou was so happy that even a pile of scrap metal looked down on people.
A sword light appeared on the horizon, followed by Lu Xuanlou’s second natal flying sword, Abi.
The puppet had already flown out at this time. In just a moment, the situation between the two has changed.
The puppet drew a long ravine on the ground, and then it was able to stop, but when it stopped, Lu Xuanlou's Yuan Tu Sword had already arrived in front of him.
Lu Xuanlou held two natal flying swords. The sword energy was strong and the murderous intent went straight towards the bullfighting.
The murderous intention is not as long as the sword heart, and the sword energy is not as long as the murderous intention.
It’s hard to say how good Lu Xuanlou’s swordsmanship is, but his murderous aura is unreasonably strong.
The sword was close to his chest, and the puppet actually stretched out his hand to hold the tip of the sword. The sword energy and murderous intent were in his palm. In just a moment, his palm was carved with a sword mark, faintly. There is a tendency towards brokenness.
The puppet ignored him, first raised his head, then let go, turned sideways, and punched Lu Xuanlou in the chest.
Lu Xuanlou was startled, and the sword energy in several meridians of his body instantly dissipated. The puppet is not made of flesh and blood and cannot carry the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so it can defeat all kinds of magic with one force. This punch caused Lu Xuanlou to suffer in front of his eyes.
Lu Xuanlou staggered back dozens of feet, then steadied himself, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Lu Xuanlou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "Good punch"
After the words fell, the two swords of Yuantu and Abi had been swept back, floating on Lu Xuanlou's body In front of it, it rotated, causing a clear and clear sword chant.
Lu Xuanlou thought slightly, and used the magical power of sword control to control the two natal flying swords, and galloped towards the puppet.
Yuantu is in front and Abi is behind.
The two swords moved forward and backward, and the sword energy they brought out was only as thin as a black hair. It didn’t look big, and it wasn’t scary. Anyway, it was just sharp.
The violent sword energy tore apart the space in an instant, as if there was a giant between heaven and earth slashing at the space, directly splitting the heaven and earth apart.
One is a young swordsman who is one of the best in the world, and the other is a puppet who feels no pain and can punch as fast as he can. This battle is really exciting.
Lu Xuanlou has been fighting with the puppet for a long time, and he actually knows that the first ten feet of sword cultivation is the place of death, but the puppet can appear elusively in the place of death. Lu Xuanlou’s two handles are destined to fly. The sword was punched hard by him.
However, the Lu Xuan Tower at this time was completely different from the past.
With two swords in hand, the sharp sword energy is raging everywhere here, and the momentum alone is very terrifying.
The puppet saw the opportunity, and was able to fight its way through the stranglehold of two flying swords, approaching Lu Xuanlou.
With one punch, there is a trace visible to the naked eyeThe fist appears between heaven and earth.
The puppet's punch actually used a lot of strength. He wanted to completely defeat Lu Xuanlou here.
It’s just that Lu Xuanlou had his sword across his chest in an instant. Yuan Tu was hit hard by the punch. The sword body was not bent yet, but the world under Lu Xuanlou’s feet was already cracked inch by inch. There are traces spreading like spider webs.
Lu Xuanlou did not take a step back, but the hairband that bound his hair was blown away by the fist, and his long hair moved with the wind, standing like a demon.
The puppet seemed to know that this punch was destined to have no chance of defeating Lu Xuanlou, so he threw out the second punch without thinking.
This time, Lu Xuanlou retreated tens of feet.
The puppet did not pursue the victory, not because he didn’t want to, but because he couldn’t. When Lu Xuanlou was knocked out by his punch, he actually used his magical sword skills to control the flying sword Abi, quietly and silently. came behind the puppet.
The sword came very fast, and the puppet was a little slow in delivering the fist.
The sword first pierced the puppet's shoulder, and then was knocked away by the puppet's punch.
The two flying swords were effective, and they did not stop. They all flew back and hovered next to Lu Xuanlou.
At this moment, there is a small black hole on the puppet's shoulder. If it were a flesh and blood body, it would have been mutilated.
The puppet didn't care at all that it was broken, and didn't lower its head to look. It just stared at Lu Xuanlou quietly, its fist intention rising like a tide.
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