The sword energy surged towards the sky, like flying swords arranged neatly, densely packed and countless.
The murderous aura in Lu Xuanlou's eyes was extremely strong, and the sword aura pouring out of his robes filled the entire sky.
His most lethal sword will finally be shown to the world at this moment.
Thousands of sword qi gathered above the sea of clouds, and then lined up, so densely packed that the sword qi was stacked on top of each other, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
The sword energy condensed by Lu Xuanlou was so thick that it once crushed the entire Red Leaf Autumn Mountain. Now that the sword energy was fully unleashed, the momentum could not be described as grand.
The sword energy surged in Lu Xuanlou's sleeves, and then he pushed forward with both hands. The sword energy no longer stayed, and rushed towards the distance. In just an instant, he pulled out countless bright rays. The red line burns like blood, like a bloody river created out of thin air.
After those sword qi swept forward, Lu Xuanlou did not follow closely behind. Instead, he sacrificed two natal flying swords, allowing the thickest sword qi to completely adhere to the two flying swords. of mountains.
The sword cries and moves.
It’s just that the sound of the sword is extremely strange, as if it doesn’t exist between heaven and earth.
But thinking about it, Lu Xuanlou's most lethal sword may have surpassed most of the great swordsmen long ago, reaching an unbelievable level. It makes sense to have such a wonderful sound. among.
Lu Xuanlou’s expression was solemn, and the murderous intent in his eyes was reduced by three points, but there was a bit more expectation.
Whether he can successfully become a Great Sword Immortal depends on how powerful this sword is.
The third ancestor of the Qing family was like a meteor, crashing into the countless sword energy. He had long felt the sharp sword energy in front of him, and knew that Lu Xuanlou was about to hand out the sword. But he still didn't do any dodge, and just rushed into it like this.
As a member of the Qing family, he has thought a lot and done a lot in the past few years. Many times he can only put his identity as the third ancestor of the Qing family in front of him and put the Qing family first. But today, the third ancestor of the Qing family no longer wants to think about those things. He only thinks that he is a martial artist, a martial artist who can punch at will.
When a martial artist throws a punch, it is natural that the punch must be hearty and satisfying.
A vast and unparalleled fist suddenly rose from the sea of clouds, like a punch from a god, with inexplicable power. There were bursts of thunder deep in the sea of clouds, and countless electric arcs continued to appear in the sea of clouds.
The first batch of sword qi collided with the fist gang first. The sharp sword qi collided with the overbearing fist gang. Suddenly, countless seas of clouds exploded at this moment. The terrifying tornado gathered by the sea of clouds appeared behind the third ancestor of the Qing family, and then suddenly surged forward.
The sword energy was divided into several waves, and they were strangled together with those terrifying fist tornadoes. The first batch of sword energy suddenly shattered and let out bursts of wailing.
The third ancestor of the Qing family went deep into countless sword energies and was soon enveloped by those sword energies. In an instant, thousands of sword energies came towards the third ancestor of the Qing family.
The three ancestors of the Qing family could tell with just a wave of their sleevesThe sword energy broke, shattered, and then fell from the sea of clouds.
Everywhere in the sea of clouds were the wails of broken sword energy.
The fists of the third ancestor of the Qing family were like rain, airtight, smashing the overwhelming sword energy, opening up a straight road, and forcing them into Lu Xuan Tower at an incredible speed.
If a swordsman who is three feet away is unparalleled in killing, then a martial artist who is within three feet is even better with his fists and kicks.
This is a pure fight. At this moment, there is only a collision of strength and a contest of realms, and nothing else.
So this three-foot distance is where the two of them compete for victory. Three feet away, Lu Xuanlou's sword energy is like a dragon, and within three feet, the Qing family's three ancestors' boxing skills are like the sky.
After that, the third ancestor of the Qing family continued to move forward in countless sword energies. During this period, the sword energy continued to invade his body. Countless sword energies fell on the third ancestor of the Qing family one after another, and the three ancestors of the Qing family continued to attack him. His robe was full of cuts, and some of the sword energy had already landed on the body of the third ancestor of the Qing family. Although it failed to seriously injure this peerless martial artist, it also left tiny cuts on it, with blood beads on them. It filled the air, while Lu Xuanlou was concentrating on preparing a sword that contained shocking killing power.
The third ancestor of the Qing family had no expression on his face, but there was indescribable joy in his heart.
The Qing family has nine reincarnations and is extremely prominent. This is an honor and a shackles.
As the third ancestor of the Qing family, everything he says and does is watched by others. He is watched by the ancestral court of the three religions. He is not allowed to go beyond the rules or act recklessly. Therefore, he has not gone out happily for who knows how many years. fist.
Behind the third ancestor of the Qing family, a warrior's golden body appeared. The warrior's golden body was several thousand feet long, and suddenly an earth-shaking roar erupted.
Endless sound waves suddenly emerged here, causing the thousands of sword energies in the sea of clouds to suddenly stagnate for a moment, and then the third ancestor of the Qing family controlled the golden body of the martial artist to run rampant in the sea of clouds. How much sword energy was broken.
The countless snow-white sword auras and red murderous auras became fragmented in an instant under the impact of the warrior's golden body.
The third ancestor of the Qing family cut through the thick sword energy, and the warrior's golden body remained unabated, like a mountain moving sideways and crashing straight into Lu Xuan Tower.
When the third ancestor of the Qing family was about a hundred feet away from Lu Xuan Tower, he waved his right hand and threw an unparalleled punch that swept across the entire sea of clouds. His fist covered the sky and the sun, covering half of the sky.
The fist intention was like a great tide, crashing onto the shore, and Lu Xuanlou was undoubtedly the target of the great tide.
Lu Xuanlou looked at the surging tide of fists with no expression on his face. He curled his fingers and flicked the flying sword, and the crisp sound of the sword suddenly resounded throughout the world.
The two fierce swords began to sweep forward. After just a few feet away, infinite sword energy spurted out, and then two bright sword lights finally appeared at this moment, pulling out an incomparable sword. The dazzling blood line cuts across.
This blood line is extremely bright and dazzling, spreading continuously towards both sides, and it looks like it is more than a thousand miles away.
ThisThe sword came out, and a line of tide met it in front of him, but it was torn open in an instant. The surging sword energy continued to advance without any hindrance.
Between heaven and earth, this bright red line seems to cut through the heaven and earth with a sword.
The magnificent sight of countless flying swords before was already the pinnacle that all great swordsmen in this world could reach, but it was by no means the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
The sword energy can be stronger, the kendo can be higher, and I, Lu Xuanlou, can be even stronger.
Vaguely, Lu Xuanlou felt his heart lighten, and a crisp sound sounded in his mind, like white jade falling to the ground, sweet and sweet.
Lu Xuanlou just handed out that sword, and he was already half a great swordsman. So between heaven and earth, the sword energy was magnificent, more powerful than the fist, and the sword light was brilliant, surpassing the sunlight.
In the front hall of Qingluan Sect, the ancestor of Qingluan Sect and the head of the Qing family suddenly stood up, their figures flashed, and they appeared high in the sky.
Whether it was Lu Xuanlou or the third ancestor of the Qing family, they used all their strength to throw their fists and swords, without any reservation. The slightest carelessness could lead to death.
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