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Chapter 578: Sword Immortal Romance

This battle was actually quite unexpected. From the beginning, the third ancestor of the Qing family was at a disadvantage.

This is a character like them. Even if they are at a disadvantage from the beginning, it is not easy to distinguish the winner from the low, so it will not end soon.

Lu Xuanlou evoked a bright sword light, and the sword energy on his body continued to rise, like a sword soaring to the sky, with bright sword light constantly pouring towards the sky.

Lu Xuanlou was injured, and the number of shots he took was limited. In the few times he took shots, he was not as careful and careful as he is now, but now Lu Xuanlou has to take out ten shots. The second spirit draws the sword.

Lu Xuanlou also knew that with the ancestors of the Qingluan Sect and the heads of the Qing family on their side, this battle would only determine victory or defeat, not life and death, but he did not want to lose either.

As long as he defeats the third ancestor of the Qing family, he may be able to reach the peak of the Nine Realms, become a Great Sword Immortal, improve his sword energy, and lay a solid foundation for killing ten with nine, so at this moment, Lu Xuan Lou no longer holds back his strength, and must display all his swordsmanship and cultivation.

After the bright sword light came to the sky, Lu Xuanlou thought, and a sharp sword energy penetrated the sea of ​​clouds and rushed towards the third ancestor of the Qing family a hundred miles away.

At this time, the monks near Qingluan Sect could see a majestic sword light on the sky moving through the sea of ​​clouds as long as they raised their heads.

The power of a sword can penetrate the world and even spread thousands of miles. I am afraid that only the Great Sword Immortal has this ability in the world.

Lu Xuanlou stands on the Qingluan Sect. His body shape has not changed in any way, but his eyes are extremely deep, revealing 70% fighting intent and 30% murderous intention, staring into the distance.

The sword energy has already galloped away in the sea of ​​clouds, and what is visible to the naked eye is a bright silver-white long line, which stretches and stretches from somewhere, like a straight line.

The forward speed of the sword energy was almost faster than the sword-wielding speed of the ordinary swordsman. After half a quarter of an hour, it was already close to the sword-wielding speed of the great swordsman.

The sword energy is constantly accelerating, and its power is naturally growing.

Finally, the sword left the Qingluan Sect, crossed the Feixian Terrace, escaped for hundreds of miles, and then hit the third ancestor of the Qingjian head-on.

The sword energy was as thin as green energy, but it was like a rushing river.

The third ancestor of the Qing family felt the sharp edge, and his face was slightly solemn. This sword was stronger than the first sword. No, it should be much stronger.

In today's world, there has never been a ten-level martial god born. Martial arts are in complete decline, leaving the three sects and sword cultivators to be all the best. Therefore, the three ancestors of the Qing family are definitely the strongest pure martial arts in the world. one.

In fact, the third ancestor of the Qing family also thought that he could become the most popular swordsman in the world when he was young.

Although I have not become a swordsman now, it is not a big deal. As long as I beat the young swordsman in front of me until he can't lift his head, why is he not a great romantic

Thinking of this, QingThe third ancestor of the family came back to his senses, and the fist intention in his body continued to flow, and then flowed out from countless acupoints, like white horned dragons.

After a while, those horned dragons dispersed and turned into a mist, but there were golden threads wandering in it, lingering around a golden body of a martial artist thousands of feet tall. God in heaven.

The next moment, the sword from thousands of miles away had hit, and the surging sword intent flowed out overwhelmingly.

The sword light overwhelmed the three ancestors of the Qing family in an instant, and the sword energy ruthlessly chopped up the white mist and golden threads.

The third ancestor of the Qing family felt as if thousands of flying swords were hitting his body at the same time, but even so, he was like a rock standing on the seashore, letting the huge waves hit him. Stand still.

At this moment, the peerless physique of a pure martial artist is fully revealed. Who dares to say that a martial artist is inferior to humans

It’s just that the endless sword energy does not know when it will stop, and this is the most powerful warrior. How long can a strong martial artist last?

The first sword energy shattered above the sea of ​​clouds, and then exploded, as bright as a sea of ​​stars.

Immediately afterwards, a bright sword light struck.

The third ancestor of the Qing family was not ready to watch helplessly. He flicked his sleeves to disperse the shattered sword lights around him. In that bright sword light, a flying sword with murderous intent flew towards him.

Abi, the fierce sword, has a great reputation. Even though its killing power is not as good as Yuan Tu, it should not be underestimated.

The expression of the third ancestor of the Qing family changed slightly, but he still did not retreat. Instead, he took a step forward and punched out hard, facing the tip of the bloody flying sword hidden in the bright sword light.

A skilled swordsman will never bend, and a martial artist would rather die than retreat.

The sea of ​​clouds shook, and a huge sound suddenly erupted. The robes of the third ancestor of the Qing family rippled, and then spread out. It was like a lake suddenly appeared around them, covering the sea of ​​clouds, and then the sea of ​​clouds suddenly It exploded, with snow-white clouds billowing in it. Above the sea of ​​clouds, this was a magnificent scene that could never be formed naturally.

It must be that the immortal was so drunk that he crushed the white clouds into pieces.

The sound of chi chi kept ringing in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. The robes of the third ancestor of the Qing family were eroded by the sword energy, and there were already several gaps in the hem of the clothes.

Lu Xuanlou’s second and third swords were indeed much stronger than the first sword.

The third ancestor of the Qing family pulled a piece of fragmented sword energy, and then crushed it into pieces. Then his energy continued to rise. In this bright sword light, it became even more apparent that the third ancestor of the Qing family's energy and blood were as deep as the abyss. , with momentum like a dragon.

The sword light kept being shattered by the three ancestors of the Qing family, and the sea of ​​clouds had long been in chaos.

Lu Xuanlou's sword is really cunning, the sword light and the sword energy dance together, the fairy sword and the evil sword fly together, one after another, and the reality is uncertain.

Some sword energy looks as thin as a gossamer, but it contains a decisive killing power. Some sword lights look very powerful, but fall like catkins, allowing Ping Bai, the third ancestor of the Qing family, to throw many more punches.

The third ancestor of the Qing family narrowed his eyes. Lu Xuan Tower was thousands of miles away.Taking out the sword gave him just enough time to see the sword clearly.

In fact, Lu Xuanlou's sword has no seconds. He only uses his own killing power and kendo realm to deliver the sword, straight forward and backward, with clear vertical and horizontal lines. Those uncertain changes in reality are just Lu Xuanlou's careful thoughts and have nothing to do with swordsmanship or kendo.

If monks in the world want to go fast enough and far enough on the road of spiritual practice, they cannot avoid famous teachers. Even if there are a few talented people who can go far on their own. It is destined to take many detours.

However, someone like Lu Xuanlou, who has no disciples, still walks straight. No one who sees him can tell that he is not here at all. It is simply unheard of.

A sword cultivator’s sword is a killing sword, how can there be so many twists and turns

The exquisite swordsmanship touted by those young sword cultivators are either flashy or superfluous, it’s true He is useless and has a generous smile.

Lu Xuanlou’s sword is mediocre, but its killing power is real, enough to deal with most monks in the world.

The third ancestor of the Qing family smiled casually, this is the romance of the swordsman that he has longed for. Please remember to save it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading

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