Chapter 581: Not the taste

The robes of the third ancestor of the Qing family were swaying, feeling the thousands of sword energies in front of him, and then took a deep breath. Lines of terrifying sword energy appeared in front of him, like a sea of ​​bloody mist, covering the entire body of the three ancestors of the Qing family.

Behind the third ancestor of the Qing family, the golden body of a warrior grew stronger, and his face gradually became clearer. It was exactly what the third ancestor of the Qing family looked like, but his face was expressionless, like a heartless god.

In front of the bright blood line, the huge Dharma slowly lifted its feet, and then suddenly fell

A terrifying pressure fell to the extreme, and the entire sea of ​​clouds shook. The bright red line When he was pushed horizontally, he was stepped on by the third ancestor of the Qing family.

The terrifying Qi machine met the endless sword energy and began to truly strangle.

Lu Xuanlou suddenly opened his eyes, golden light flickered in his eyes, and shot out two peerless sword lights, directly penetrating the entire sea of ​​clouds.

Countless rivers of sword energy flow in the sea of ​​clouds, like raging rivers. Each river of sword energy has an extremely turbulent sword intention.

Nearly all of these sword energy swords are the sword of a great swordsman, but this is just one of the branches of that sword. The power of this sword cannot be described in words. Is there really anyone in this world who can take this sword?

The martial arts statue of the third ancestor of the Qing family has been destroyed by the sword energy, and he has fallen deeply into In the countless surging sword energy, he had been locked by that sword and could no longer leave. The face of the third ancestor of the Qing family has been torn open several times by the sword energy. The robe has been torn into pieces. He has been overwhelmed by the endless sword energy.

The most powerful sword in the world was used to kill one of the most domineering warriors in the world.

This is the most powerful battle in the Nine Realms of the human race in the past thousand years. No matter who wins or loses in the end of this battle, it is destined to remain in the annals of history and cannot be changed again.

In the endless sword light, no one can see the third ancestor of the Qing family who was drowned by the sword energy. He may have been dismembered by the sword light and no longer exist in this world.

But that pure martial artist who was very likely to become one of the ten Martial Gods was really going to fail like this

Lu Xuanlou shook his head, his expression solemn to the extreme.

His most lethal sword has been handed out, and he can no longer hand out the second sword in a short time. The endless sword energy contained in this young swordsman's body has been exhausted at this moment. Gushing out, his situation is not optimistic at the moment.

Having been using all his strength to draw his sword and fighting till now, Lu Xuanlou has reached his limit, and the wounds on his body are already ready to take action.

But fortunately, as long as this sword is better than the three ancestors of the Qing family, Lu Xuanlou can successfully become a great swordsman, then this fight will not be in vain.

But at this moment, in the sword light in the sea of ​​clouds, a breath is emerging. Facing this torrent of sword energy, instead of being drowned, that breath becomes stronger and stronger, and finally blooms. Come on.

A beam of light suddenly rushed out from the sword light and surged into the sky. At this moment, the sky seemed to be torn open.

The stalwart body of the third ancestor of the Qing family reappeared, and the sword lights around him continued to hit his body, but he did not fall or even retreat.

A stream of terrifying aura surged out from the acupuncture points all over his body and began to tear apart the sword auras. Finally, the third ancestor of the Qing family punched out like a dragon, smashing the sword auras one after another.

Lu Xuanlou's most lethal sword was halfway through at this moment, and its momentum began to weaken. However, the aura of the three ancestors of the Qing family continued to rise. With one ebb and flow, the situation had reversed again.

Lu Xuanlou’s eyes widened, but the look in his eyes was not horror, but loss.

A sonorous and powerful dragon roar sounded between heaven and earth. Feng Xu Yufeng, the third ancestor of the Qing family, stood proudly in the mountains of Qingluan Sect, surrounded by extremely rich martial arts luck. That golden body of a martial artist In an instant, it rises high, and in a blink of an eye, it rises a thousand feet and another thousand feet.

In the end, the golden body of a warrior standing ten thousand feet high stood tall in the sky, and its light covered the mountains and rivers of the state. The monks on the mountain and the people below the mountain were yearning for it, and they all bowed down.

In this fight, Lu Xuanlou failed to achieve the rank of Great Sword Immortal as he wished, but the third ancestor of the Qing family took advantage of the opportunity to become the Tenth Realm Martial God.

High up in the sky, the two giants of the Tenth Realm looked at each other, both of them beaming with joy.

The head of the Qing family laughed and said, "Looking at it this way, our Qing family got a huge advantage in this battle."

Since ancient times, only those with the best fists and feet can win. He is called the God of Martial Arts and monopolizes 10% of martial arts luck in the world. The third ancestor of the Qing family, as a pure martial artist, has become one of the ten realms of martial gods, and his weight is self-evident.

The ancestor of the Qingluan Sect smiled and said, "Those who travel a hundred miles, half of them, should be more cautious."

"Easy"

Qing The head of the family nodded Shen Ning. Although the third ancestor of the Qing family has broken through the shackles and has become a warrior god in the ten realms, the golden body of a warrior is not stable. If someone interferes with it, he may fall to one or two realms and never recover.

"I'm here to protect the Dharma."

Everyone in the Qing family let out a loud roar, and saw several streaks of light coming towards the sky, showing a tyrannical momentum, scattering around, covering the Qing family. The three ancestors of the family defended themselves.

The ancestor of the Qingluan Sect nodded lightly. A giant of the Tenth Realm and several warriors of the Ninth Realm guarding the way, he is not afraid of mistakes. Moreover, this is the gate of the Qingluan Sect. Any troubles cannot be hidden from her. Eyes, let alone worry about someone causing trouble.

The ancestor of the Qingluan Sect waved his sleeves, rolled up the Luxuan Tower, and returned to the main hall of the Qingluan Sect.

This battle of swordsmanship has already yielded a result, and there is no point in continuing the fight. Moreover, Lu Xuanlou has reached its limit and is no longer capable.

In the front hall of the Qingluan Sect, several great monks at the top of the Nine Realms were nowhere to be seen, apparently to protect the third ancestor of the Qing family.

For thousands of years, the Qingluan Sect and the Qing Family of Feixiantai have shared weal and woe, regardless of each other. This is a story that makes others envious.

While sitting down, Lu Xuanlou said nothing, silently condensing his sword energy and restoring his strength.

Seeing Lu Xuanlou’s lack of interest, Qingwu was a little worried and held onto Lu Xuanlou’s hand tightly.palm.

"It doesn't matter"

Lu Xuanlou forced a smile, handed out the most lethal sword, and made a wedding dress for others, which made no one feel happy.

"Although you failed to become a Great Sword Immortal as you wished, you are still half a Great Sword Immortal."

The ancestor of the Qingluan Sect smiled and said, "You are still young, and you will still be able to do so in the future." There are plenty of opportunities to become a Great Sword Immortal. For you, it’s just a matter of time.”

“There is no life or death. Don’t downplay victory or defeat.”

Lu Xuanlou said melancholy, "Wen Xi and I had two life-and-death sword fights. The most recent one was ten years later. Becoming a Great Sword Immortal early and becoming a Great Sword Immortal late are actually two different things."< /p>

"Don't take Wenxi too seriously, and don't take yourself too lightly. Wenxi is stronger, but he's not invulnerable."

Qingluan Sect said with a chuckle. "In the early years, Wenxi suppressed his realm and stayed in the Nirvana realm for a hundred years to accumulate knowledge, just to kill ten with nine. Wenxi's swordsmanship is extremely high, and his spirit is also high, so this "ten" is by no means an ordinary ten. A giant in the realm is either a Ten Realm Great Sword Immortal with unparalleled killing power like you, or the leader of the three religions whose Taoism is as good as heaven. Therefore, before you become a Ten Realm Great Sword Immortal, Wenxi must be able to keep his sword and be merciful. Don't use flying swords to take people's heads."

Lu Xuanlou asked, "In this case, I am worrying in vain."

"Otherwise"

Qingluan. Ancestor Zong said, "Wenxi really wants to kill ten with nine, and I am the most dangerous one. Wenxi has the inheritance of the True Phoenix, so he is naturally stronger than me. If it is unlucky, if she dares to draw a sword, I will." Death. But I am not afraid of her Wen Xi. If she dares to kill me with her sword, even if she succeeds in the feat of killing nine of ten, she will still lose her way. From then on, she will become a great swordsman in the ten realms, but it will be mediocre and the road ahead will be bumpy. , Don't be too high. "Please remember to collect, the latest and fastest free reading without anti-theft

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