On the sword-asking platform, the bright moon hangs high.
Lu Xuanlou dodged a sword light. His figure was indeed slower than during the day, but the Jian Meng he faced was not much better than her.
Jianmeng studied swordsmanship among hundreds of schools, and their swordsmanship was endless, like a surging river, but Lu Xuanlou was naturally superior in swordsmanship. No matter how Jianmeng used his sword, he would break it with one strike.
Half a catty, evenly divided.
The difference in swordsmanship between the two people is actually not obvious, it is just between the two.
Lu Xuanlou looked at the female Sword Immortal not far away, and asked a little tiredly, "Are you tired?"
Jian Meng shook his head, and handed out another sword. In the night sky, the sword light was really dazzling. Lu Xuanlou raised his eyebrows and broke the sword. He did not rush to draw the sword. Instead, he stood up with the sword and said with a smile, "I think you are actually very tired. Hold on." It won't be long, and if this sword-fighting continues, it actually doesn't mean much. Let's stop it until the end. As for the result, just pretend that I didn't win and you didn't lose. How about it?"
"If it's a pure competition The swordsmanship can be stopped now."
Jian Meng shook his head and said, "But this is a question of swordsmanship. Although there is no difference between life and death, the winner must be determined."
Jian Meng paused, his expression suddenly solemn, and he said attentively, "I want to take the sword, your sword with full killing power."
Lu Xuanlou frowned slightly, stared at Jian Meng, remained silent for a long time, and then He whispered softly, "You will die."
Jian Meng nodded lightly.
Lu Xuanlou asked with a smile, "You know you can't do it, but you still want to take the sword. What do you want?"
Jian Meng said seriously, "The old swordsman said that swordsmen can be inferior to others in swordsmanship. Only the killing power cannot be weaker than others."
Wen Xi was defaulted to be the future leader of swordsmanship because she has the highest killing power among the great swordsmen, and Lu Xuanlou's killing power far exceeds that. The young sword cultivator is no weaker than Wen Xi, and is very likely to be on par with Wen Xi in the future. Therefore, Jian Meng feels that it is rare to have a swordsmanship with Lu Xuanlou, and it is really unreasonable not to experience his shocking killing power.
Lu Xuanlou smiled slightly and said, "Great, then I will strike again."
Jianmeng nodded heavily, then took a deep breath and put the purple sword in his hand. The sword was held tightly.
Her swordsmanship is clear, and it is rare for her to integrate hundreds of swordsmanships into one. Not long ago, she realized a sword that made her quite proud. In other words, Lu Xuanlou will be the first person to see this sword.
Jianmeng returned the sword to its sheath, held the hilt carefully, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.
Lu Xuanlou's expression gradually became serious, because at this moment, before the sword was handed out, he had clearly noticed that the air around him seemed to have fallen into deathly silence.
This is very abnormal. I want to ask why there was so much sword energy on the sword platform, up and down, front and back, left and right, but it was all drained out without knowing it.
In just a moment, Lu Xuan Lou then understood that at this moment, all the sword energy was making way for Jianmeng's next sword, so just a single movement made the sword energy move out of the way.All the sword energy has dissipated, isn't that saying something?
This sword is enough to shake the world.
"Good, good, good"
Lu Xuanlou was not surprised but happy. The fact that Jian Meng could have such a sword meant that he had a very good vision and did not appreciate this person in vain. Female sword fairy.
The sword screamed and Lu Xuanlou closed his eyes and then opened them again. His eyes turned blood-colored, and there were wisps of black mist floating in the corners of his eyes.
Lu Xuanlou just glanced at Jian Meng, his murderous intent was like a big wave washing over the sand. Jian Meng was so shocked that his spine went cold and his hands and feet became stiff.
Looking at the scene of Lu Xuanlou drawing his sword, Jian Meng gritted his teeth. The purple sword was about half an inch out of its sheath. Suddenly, between heaven and earth, several purple sword auras fell. Lu Xuanlou just blinked. In his eyes, the purple sword energy has dissipated, and he only looks at Jian Meng's purple sword, which has been almost half drawn out.
All the sword energy between heaven and earth fell silent.
Countless sword cultivators and warriors held their breath and concentrated. Even they noticed that this moment was an absolutely critical moment.
Perhaps this sword duel will end soon.
Both two people have adjusted their state to the peak state, and then exchange swords.
Jian Meng is not a person who procrastinates. After the purple sword was halfway out of the sheath, he pulled the purple sword out of the sheath with a sudden force.
A sword light.
Two sword lights.
Three sword lights.
Countless sword lights suddenly appeared.
Right above the Sword Asking Stage, in front of everyone’s eyes, countless sword lights suddenly appeared in the night sky. Those sword lights even covered up the moonlight at this moment
Along with countless dazzling sword lights, there are also countless powerful sword energies.
The next moment, the sword energy disappeared and was never seen again.
But the murderous aura in front of Lu Xuanlou was separated, as if the seawater of unknown depth was pushed to both sides, exposing the bottom of the sea. Then the bottom of the sea cracked, ravines appeared, and smoke and dust were everywhere. . The ravine spread towards Lu Xuan Tower and soon spread in front of him.
This sword is simple and direct, but its power cannot be underestimated. The sword-asking platform built by the old sword immortal with his own sword energy was actually cut open by Jianmeng's sword in an incredible way. .
If it had been anyone else's first choice to avoid this sword, Lu Xuanlou has never been a person who retreats from difficulties. In just a moment, Lu Xuanlou had already appeared. sword.
This is also a sword.
Jian Meng’s sword paused slightly when it encountered Lu Xuanlou’s sword, and then broke into two pieces with a snap. One piece stopped in front of Lu Xuanlou and was Lu Xuanlou crushed it gently, and the other section continued to spread across Lu Xuanlou.
Behind Lu Xuanlou, not far away were the Southern Demonic Warriors who were observing the sword. However, when these Southern Demonic Warriors saw the spreading ravine, they were filled with despair.
They did not feel murderous under that sword, and there is no killing intention. This is an extremely pure sword. It is a female swordsman showing her swordsmanship and swordsmanship to the world.
This female swordsman wants to tell everyone with this sword that in the journey of swordsmanship, first Wenxi walked alone on the Avenue, then Lu Xuanlou chased Wenxi alone, and then she, Jian Meng, chased Lu Xuan alone. building.
And Lu Xuanlou’s sword first cut off Jianmeng’s sword, then slashed Jianmeng back tens of thousands of feet, and smashed it into Baiwei Mountain.
Then, the sword made an incredible U-turn and hit the top of Baiwei Mountain.
In this sword question, Lu Xuanlou got the benefit of the old swordsman, so he should let those young swordsmen know what the shocking killing power is.
The sword light came in an instant. The old swordsman looked at the bewildered young swordsman, frowned and shouted, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Take the sword."
More than a dozen young swordsmen The sword cultivator suddenly woke up from a dream. Li Mi of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect was the first to draw the sword. He stood on the top of Baiwei Mountain with a determined look. He would forcefully take the sword even at the cost of serious injury.
Then the power of Lu Xuanlou's sword was really overpowering. Li Mi's sword energy collided with it before intercepting the sword, delaying its incoming force. However, between his breaths, the sword energy was still broken and scattered inch by inch. One place.
As the sword continued to move forward, another figure also came.
Wen Zhaogu, the young master of the Wen family, this young swordsman stretched out his sword, and the majestic sword intent spurted out and spread out, causing a sea wave to rise instantly.
More than a dozen young sword cultivators drew their swords one after another, but they still could not resist the sword, so that Yan Chenyu, who was unwilling to draw his sword, had to sacrifice his two natal flying swords, flying flowers and picking stars, to welcome the sword. Toward that sword light.
Flying flowers make sword light, chasing stars and chasing the bright moon.
This female swordsman who always considers herself to be from the Wei Dynasty is very impressive with her sword.
The old swordsman laughed heartily, "It's not Wenxi's unique swordsmanship that makes him look good." Please remember to bookmark it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading