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Chapter 1206 Farewell My Concubine
Tian Hao taught Lu Yudi the overlord marksmanship very powerfully, and Lu Yudi is also a conscious person. In order to revive Wushuang City, he can sacrifice everything. Jie is the same.

Even though he started later than Lei Wujie, with the blessing of his former peak cultivation base, the progress is not slow.

The one-foot-tall figure wielding a two-foot-long giant Overlord Spear, one can imagine its power.

At least Song Yanhui didn't dare to use the Duan Shui sword to catch it head-on, so he could only slash waves of sword energy to attack from a distance.

Song Yanhui liked to practice swords by the river since he was a child, so the momentum of the sword is like the waves of the river, continuous and endless.

However, the softness of water can also be strong, and they are equally strong and invincible when gathered together. Although Lu Yudi is invincible with brute force, it is still difficult to get close.

In the end, the battle situation was so stalemate, Lu Yudi couldn't get close, and Song Yanhui didn't want to compete with Lu Yudi in brute force.

"He's going to lose!"

Luo Qingyang, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth and saw that Song Yanhui's sword was powerful.

Although his sword is slightly weaker, it has an undercurrent that can hurt Lu Yudi's internal organs through the thick armor.

Continuing to fight will only cause Lu Yudi's viscera to be broken and he will die.

"It is true that he is about to lose, but he has not yet reached his peak!"

Tian Hao also saw this, but he had some expectations in his heart.

Some time ago, Lu Yudi asked him to give him a trick, and he thought it over and agreed.

Now it's up to Lu Yudi to see if he can master that move. If he masters it, he can still injure Song Yanhui.

Although Wushuang has achieved half-step sword immortality, sword immortality is only a special realm, not in the mainstream cultivation system in this continent.

Those who are not Sword Immortals can still set foot in the Mysterious Immortal Realm, such as Mo Yi, or Su Changhe, who himself has touched the threshold of the Immortal Ascension Realm in the final stage.

Although Song Yanhui is not a sword fairy, his own cultivation is strong enough, far surpassing Wushuang and Lu Yudi, otherwise he would not have tried the sword with Li Hanyi three times.

Not to mention that Wushuang is only a half-step sword fairy, the bonus to combat power is not too great, and it will be very disadvantageous in fighting.

"Farewell My Concubine!"

Lu Yuzhai did not disappoint Tian Hao, with a loud roar, his figure rapidly swelled, and soon transformed into a giant of one foot and six feet, which was very similar to the golden body Dajue back then.

It was the mystery that Tian Hao had comprehended from Dajue's six-foot-long golden body. After a wave of artistic processing and transformation, it became a desperate move.

Forcibly stimulating the potential, the body swells, and the strength naturally increases.

Fortunately, the battle armor on his body has been modified, otherwise it would be really difficult to accommodate this transformation.

"Overlord strike!"

Strong against the sword energy like the Yangtze River, Lu Yudi went upstream and swung the heavy and huge Overlord Spear to chop it down.

The domineering spear forced Song Yan back into shape, and although it could only be restrained for a moment due to the huge gap in cultivation and the power of heaven, it was enough.

Realizing that it was difficult to dodge in time, Song Yan swung his sword back to meet him.

The sword qi, like the great river of the Yangtze River, turned into a torrent to hit the supreme power of the Overlord Spear one after another, weakening it layer by layer.

It's just that the brute force of Lu Yudi, who exploded with all his strength, was too amazing, before the supreme power exerted on him was wiped away, he slashed at the Broken Water Sword.

Song Yan's body was shaken by the remaining supreme power, and the right arm holding the sword was in unbearable pain. It was obvious that the muscles and bones had been severely injured.

Even with the blessing of skill, it is still difficult for the muscles and bones to bear such pure strength.

It's just that after this blow, Lu Yuzhai also knelt down, kneeling in front of Song Yanhui like pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar, and his figure quickly shrunk back to ten feet.

He even lost a lot of weight, obviously the Farewell My Concubine just used up a lot.

"Master, how about the disciple's choice?"

Leaning on the Overlord Spear and spitting blood, Lu Yudi was full of hope, hoping to gain Master's approval.

Only with Master's approval can his choice be correct, his state of mind will be perfect, and he will be more determined in his choice.

"Your enlightenment, your choice, the teacher has seen it, step down!"

After a moment of silence, Song Yanhui handed the Duan Shui Sword to his left hand.

The muscles and bones of his right hand were injured, and he was already unable to hold the sword, so he had to hand it over to his seldom-used left hand.

Although it will weaken the power of the sword, he is still Song Yanhui, the lord of Wushuang City!
"Yes, Master!"

Standing up with force, Lu Yuzhai staggered and dragged the Overlord Spear to Tian Hao, knelt down in front of Tian Hao, and performed the long-awaited ceremony of apprenticeship.

"Disciple Lu Yudi pays homage to Master!"

With the approval of the city lord's master, he can finally call Tian Hao his master.

"Sit cross-legged and let the teacher help you heal."

Nodding his head, he motioned for Lu Yudi to sit down, and Tian Hao pressed his palm on his shoulder to heal his wounds. At the same time, he felt that the special physique had to be further improved, at least to evolve a penetrating attack against Song Yanhui's undercurrent sword force.

Otherwise, no matter how strong the defense on the outside is, you will still have to kneel if your internal organs are shattered.

Not to mention Lu Yudi's healing, Song Yanhui stared at Wushuang with his eyes closed and knees crossed in the middle of the Xuanbing Platform, becoming more and more suspicious the more he looked.

"Although the wheel war is a little despicable, it is a choice made by me and my seniors, and our seniors should advance and retreat together.

Master, please appreciate the holy spirit sword technique learned by your disciples! "

Opening his eyes, Wushuang in golden light armor stood up, unsheathing the gold and silver Wushuang sword.

"It really is a sword fairy!"

Song Yanhui was both surprised and delighted. Before, she was only skeptical, but now she is finally sure that her disciple has become a Sword Immortal. Although it seems that she has not fully entered, she has already taken the most difficult step.

That alone goes above and beyond, good, very good!
After a hundred years, their Wushuang City finally produced another sword fairy, and the revival of Wushuang City is just around the corner.

only……

"Where's your unparalleled sword box?"

Frowning tightly, Song Yanhui didn't mind Wushuang changing his sword, but at least he had to change to a better one. The two swords in his hands were weak in spirituality, let alone the power of heaven.

Not to mention comparing it with Daming Suzaku, even if it is far behind those twelve secondary swords.

What's the use of holding that kind of long sword?

Sikong Changfeng and the others involuntarily looked at the Xuanyin sword bed under Mu Yumo... no, it was the Xuanyin sword box.

They all knew that the so-called Xuanyin Twelve Swords and the main sword Daming Peacock were transformed from Wushuang Thirteen Swords. Among them, the name of the main sword Daming Suzaku was only changed by one word, and it was Mu Yumo who changed it himself.

Because of his love for peacocks, the dresses are all embroidered with peacocks.

After this wave of insane transformation, even if Song Yanhui put it in front of him, he would never recognize that it was his own Wushuang Thirteen Swords.

"These two swords have the same name as me, one yin and one yang. They are the swords used by the ancestor of our Wushuang City, the Wushuang Sword Master. They perfectly match the two swords of the Holy Spirit Sword Art..."

His eyes fell on the gold and silver swords in his hands. Wushuang loved these two swords so much that he had even cultivated spirituality, which perfectly matched his own holy spirit swordsmanship.

It's just that the words he said made Song Yan frown. Why didn't he know that the ancestor of Wushuang City had the title of Wushuang Sword Master?
Xiao Se and the others beside him covered their faces speechlessly, unable to bear to look directly at them.

I'm afraid that now only Lei Wujie and Wushuang, the two innocent idiots, still believe in the insulting words of a certain cruel master.

They could see with their own eyes that the master forged the Wushuang sword from scratch, and even recast it afterward.

I can't even tell, Wushuang's brain is really hopeless.

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(Wu Shuang Sword Master Dugu Jian: By the way, how should the old man come across the world to collect patent fees? Do you want to commit suicide once?)
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