Lu Xuanlou was seriously injured to the extreme and seemed to be in his final state.
"Brother Lu, draw your sword."
Pei Donglai, who was hiding in Qingxiu Mountain, stood up. Looking at this scene, the young swordsman had no worries in his eyes, only Killing intent.
Dahe Sword Cultivator Murong Xiu traveled to Yunhuang, and after meeting Wei Emperor Lu Qi at Fu Di Pass, he became a giant in the Ten Realms as a pure sword cultivator, and then took advantage of the opportunity to become a sword cultivator of the Wei Dynasty. In the world of Jiuzhou, Pei Donglai and Lu Xuanlou are like grasshoppers on the same line.
"Wait a little longer"
Lu Sansheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking like he had the spirit of an immortal.
"Why"
Pei Donglai was a little surprised.
"Xu Baiqiu is now the most suitable sword-sharpening stone for Lu Xuanlou. Only by defeating him can Lu Xuanlou be called a great master of swordsmanship. From then on, there will be great monks of the three religions." The capital of Lun Dao. If we take action and join forces with him to kill Xu Baiqiu, today’s difficulties can be solved, but what about the future difficulties?”
Lu Sansheng said in a serious voice, “The ancestral court of the three religions is eyeing him, and he wants to survive. Only stronger."
Although Lu Xuanlou is young, his realm is extremely high, and his killing power is said to be the strongest in history. Apart from his talent and opportunities, it is natural that he can achieve the current results. It is these fierce battles one after another, in the life and death, the growth is naturally extremely rapid. In other words, there is no shortcut in the world that can be faster than the fierce battles of life and death one after another.
As long as you can survive one battle after another, the insights between life and death are better than anything else, so every battle is the most precious thing in Lu Xuanlou wealth.
Pei Donglai hesitated and said, "It's too dangerous."
Lu Sansheng was unmoved, but smiled and asked, "Why don't you think about what Lu Xuanlou thinks?" "
Pei Donglai was speechless. This was an upright question of life and death. Lu Xuanlou would not want others to interfere.
"Actually, I want to draw the sword more than you, but he won't let me draw the sword."
What kind of person is Lu Xuanlou? Lu Sansheng actually knows best.
Lu Xuanlou has always been a proud man.
Let’s put it this way, if he and Pei Donglai block Lu Xuanlou’s sword, Lu Xuanlou will make up for it with his own sword; if he and Pei Donglai stab Xu Baiqiu with his sword, Lu Xuanlou will Return one sword, or even two swords.
Lu Xuanlou's lower abdomen was penetrated, and his body was penetrated by a sword, and his energy naturally plummeted. But even so, this young swordsman still managed to withstand dozens of swords from the Great Sword Immortal Xu Baiqiu in the subsequent duel.
Especially when Xu Baiqiu saw his Qi weakening before, he thought that at that moment, one sword could separate life and death. Unfortunately, he did not expect that when Lu Xuanlou's Qi was at its weakest, he would It was a sword with extremely powerful killing power.
There was also a wound on Xu Baiqiu’s lower abdomen.Bloody.
This Great Sword Immortal has never been so seriously injured in his life.
Xu Baiqiu raised his head, his eyes were indifferent, and his almost crazy sword intent came out completely.
The lotus flowers in Lu Xuanlou's acupoints swayed, and vitality continued to permeate the air. The almost dry sword energy in his body also continued to gush out at this moment.
The young swordsman, who was already miserable, tightened his grip on Yuantu and extended his sword again, but the killing power was still not diminished.
Xu Baiqiu wanted to pull the long sword that penetrated Lu Xuanlou's body and leave Lu Xuanlou's body, but he was tightly trapped in his body with his flesh and blood. No matter how hard Xu Baiqiu tried, , unable to hold the natal flying sword.
However, this was the case, and the great swordsman who was accustomed to wind and rain did not just surrender. Instead, he activated the sword energy in the sword domain and blasted towards Lu Xuan Tower.
He does not think that the current Lu Xuanlou can still compete with his sword energy.
The next moment, Lu Xuanlou pinched his throat with one hand. The young swordsman held his throat weakly, and sword energy overflowed from his palm.
Xu Baiqiu was suddenly startled, his face changed slightly, and he wanted to gather his energy again, but the sword energy collapsed instantly, leaving him without any strength.
At the same time, those sword energy bombarded Lu Xuanlou.
Lu Xuanlou was shaky and could not even hold the Yuantu and Abi swords, but with the last of his strength, he still used his magical power to control the sword and kill, and used the Qingdi and Changying swords. The four swords of Xu Baiqiu, Su Shang and Yuan Xu penetrated Xu Baiqiu's body with lightning speed, lifting up the bloody plum blossoms and throwing them into the sky.
The sword energy and murderous intent of the four immortal swords invaded Xu Baiqiu's body, mercilessly strangulating his vitality.
So two people fell from the height of the sky to the world, one behind the other, and the sword field naturally dispersed.
The two old and new Great Sword Immortals were up and down, face to face, just looking at each other, falling into the world.
After a while, Xu Baiqiu, who had lost a lot of his life, suddenly said, "You win."
At this time, the great swordsman had to admit that in front of him, This young swordsman is indeed better than him, an old guy who has been practicing swordsmanship for many years, in terms of killing power, character, and courage.
Lu Xuanlou smiled bitterly and said, "It's not certain whether he can survive or not. It's too early for me to say this, senior."
Now Lu Xuanlou's injuries are too serious, especially when he is still wearing The flying sword that penetrated his body was still destroying his internal organs, causing Lu Xuanlou's wounds to explode unscrupulously, and could kill Lu Xuanlou at any time.
Xu Baiqiu sighed with emotion, "If you really die, it means that my life has not been in vain."
At this point, Xu Baiqiu changed the topic and asked, " If you can still live, my flying sword will be yours. In the future, you must remember to hold this sword and hand it to Wenxi two or three times."
Lu Xuanlou smiled.Said: "If one day in the future, there is a disciple in the Feiguang Sword Sect who is successful in swordsmanship, I will definitely return this sword."
"Then my Feiguang Sword Sect will have Wenxi and Lu Xuanlou "
Thinking of this, Xu Baiqiu couldn't help but laugh, and then couldn't stop shaking his head.
The Feiguang Sword Sect has only one great swordsman at the peak of the Nine Realms. Once he dies, the trees will fall and the hozens will scatter. Even if there are disciples to revive the sect, it will probably be hundreds of years later.
It is said that when a person is about to die, his words are good, but at this moment, both of them are about to die, so there is no need to say anything they want to say.
The next moment, Xu Baiqiu turned into a point of light and disappeared in the sky and earth.
When the supreme monk dies, he can choose to leave his body behind, or he can choose to disappear from the world.
No matter how hard it was for Lu Xuanlou to hold on, his body was swaying and he was about to fall. A figure escaped from a distance and gently supported Lu Xuanlou.
The extremely weak Lu Xuanlou wanted to raise his hand to wipe the blood on his face, but he couldn't raise his hand, "Futu."
Futu understood. He stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the blood stains and asked, "How is it?"
Around the pagoda, seeing the current Lu Xuan Tower, I felt a little flustered.
Not only did he have a sword piercing his chest, but when he took off Lu Xuanlou's clothes, he was really stunned. There were scars all over his body, and blood kept flowing in these wounds. flow out.
"Not dead yet"
Lu Xuanlou looked at the sword, slowly pressed the hilt, and then pulled it out with force, bringing up a stream of blood.
"Let's go"
Futu nodded lightly, carried Lu Xuan Tower on his back, and flew away from the battlefield at lightning speed.
High up in the sky, Dao Xuanzi watched a flash of blood disappear. He hesitated for a moment and did not take action to intercept it. Killing nine out of ten would inevitably break his own rules.
Dao Xuanzi came to the top of Baiwei Mountain and said in a deep voice, "Xu Baiqiu is dead"
"I saw it"
Although Wenxi was in Baiwei On the top of the mountain, Lu Xuanlou and Xu Baiqiu's life and death sword could be seen clearly. It can only be said that Xu Baiqiu died well.
Dao Xuanzi said calmly, "To kill a great swordsman, Lu Xuanlou is already a great master of swordsmanship. I, a great monk from the three religions, may not be able to kill him, so I want to ask you to use your sword."
p>Wen Xi said calmly, "When he returns to his peak condition, I will naturally draw the sword."
"Yes"
Dao Xuanzi agreed without thinking. Come on, as long as Wenxi is willing to use his sword, Lu Xuanlou will have no chance of survival. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft