Three thousand women's colleges ranked in the fairy class

Chapter 47 I'll Raise Your Daughter
On the suspended giant gourd.

Dazed capitalized on a delicate round face.

The Jiuhu Immortal sat cross-legged for a while, sipping a sip of wine to watch, stood up and pinched Xiao Man's waist to watch, lay on his side on the gourd with his cheeks that were slightly fat as babies, and rode on the gourd and pouted for a while. Fart Valley look.

No matter what posture she looked at, she didn't understand what Lu Ya and Li Wuxie were doing.

Why did Li Wuxie's sword dissipate out of thin air?
Why did Li Wuxie suffer from kidney deficiency again?
Why did Lu Ya say that Li Wuxie's sword has no soul, and why does he have to pull out the Emperor Sword?

In other words, the black sword that Li Wuxie has been wearing is not his natal sword?
Thinking of this, Immortal Jiuhu suddenly felt a faint sense of frustration.

It wasn't a natal sword, and there was no sword pressure, but it actually broke her fox body in one blow!
Even with this kind of swordsmanship, it cannot defeat Lu Ya quickly...

Is this Lu Ya still a sword master?

The audience was silent.

The rest of the people also looked blankly, puzzled.

Things went completely differently than they expected.

Li Wuxie didn't kill Lu Ya with a single strike, but the blade suddenly dissipated.

People also become imaginary.

What is the Emperor Sword?
air.

Li Wuxie was sullen.

The tall figure does not have a trace of spiritual pressure, but it is as towering as a mountain and as cold as the wind.

He finally determined that this son was not a mirror image of a fairy like someone in the legend.

Hidden treasures, masters of forbidden techniques, hidden cultivation...there are many possibilities.

But since he can break his own black sword, it means that this kid's sword skills are definitely not too bad!

However, it would be too arrogant to challenge one's own emperor sword with a vulgar sword.

With this son's ignorant character, if he is allowed to do things recklessly in Dongfuxian District, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking this way, he slowly took out a fairy sword.

Slender and silvery white, warm and moist as jade, it looks extremely delicate and extraordinary.

For the first time in 3000 years, he drew out his natal sword - Si Wuxie.

He felt that he had been stained and was not worthy to draw the sword again.

But the enemy was too weird and unpredictable, so he had to draw his sword.

Li Wuxie is holding a silver and delicate Si Wuxie, which looks a bit nondescript compared to his tall and rough figure.

Only Lu Ya could see the majesty of the independent and somewhat sad Immortal Emperor.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and he's not dead yet.

Li Wuxie spoke calmly.

"Sword Si Wuxie, five feet long, one inch wide, thin cicada wings, does not cut the nameless sword... If you want to fight with me, you'd better give your sword a name."

Such a sharp sense of form!
Looking at the slender silver sword held by Li Wuxie, Lu Ya thought to himself, if this delicate thing of yours is entangled with a python, it will definitely break, right?Even if it continues, it will be strangled.

Thinking about it this way, he seemed to have found the root cause of Li Wuxie's kidney deficiency——

That's right, the sword won't work.

Fortunately, Lu Ya's sword is first-class.

Just like this one in your hand.

According to Li Wuxie's sense of ritual, Lu Ya followed suit and said awe-inspiringly:
"Salted sword fish, five feet long, half an inch wide, as thick as a bamboo slip...a ​​bit thicker than yours."

Li Wuxie:
"..."

Wine Fox Fairy:
"???"

Ning Zhongzi:
"..."

Especially Ning Zhongzi blushed instantly.

She thought of the distant evening when Hei Lian attacked the Zhuquan Sect, and how Lu Ya did not hesitate to let everyone in Hei Lian lean forward with their spiritual sense in order to prove himself that he was a man...

It's been a month already.

Although Ning Zhongzi couldn't understand why Lu Ya named the saber "Salted Fish Sword", but when she heard the word "Salted Fish", she inexplicably thought of Senior Brother Lu's appearance of keeping in good health.

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Li Wuxie's figure flashed, and in an instant, he suddenly appeared in the sky on the right side of Lu Ya, and slashed at the back of Lu Ya's neck with his sword!

Now that you have decided to fight, then give up all arrogance and dignity, and only win with one word.

This is the basic quality of a sword fairy.

As long as Lu Ya's Xiantai is not moved, even if his head is chopped off, it will be fine to bring him back.

This sword is simple and unpretentious, but extremely swift and fierce. It doesn't look like the sword technique of an immortal, but the simple sword technique of the low martial arts world.

Since the competition was swordsmanship, Li Wuxie naturally would not use spiritual pressure, and only attacked with pure body skills and sword skills.

It's okay to cut the back of my neck.

Lu Ya smiled, raised the sword behind his back, and made a random move.

"It's real when it comes up, I like it."

Fighting is not a child's play, if he is foolish, he might blow Li Wuxie's ashes with his sword.

Only a serious opponent can bring him the pleasure of tickling. As for whether he can move his muscles, it depends on Li Wuxie's performance.

Li Wuxie was slightly taken aback.

The figure disappeared again, like a snake suddenly appearing in the grass, surrounded by a sword suddenly.

The battle is rapidly heating up!

Street.

cliff edge.

fairy ship.

Everyone looked bewildered, even more bewildered than before.

Isn't the swordsmanship of immortals all as cool as Liu Xuanye's?
The swordsmanship of these two people...is they fighting with bayonets?

Although the movements are smooth, fast, concise, abruptly stopped, and unrestrained, they are too simple, and there is no extra fluctuation of spiritual power, which makes people feel unclear.

Is this the world of the strong?

air.

Light and shadow flicker.

Ripples.

After a hundred tricks, Li Wuxie was hearty and comfortable, as if he had entered the limit.

So happy, so happy!
It had been a long time since he had encountered such an opponent, and it had been a long time since he had fought like this.

Pain is pain, after all the tricks, he also felt tired, with sweat dripping from his forehead, especially his waist, which became more and more uncontrollable.

Look at the other side.

Lu Ya stood steadily, looking at him with an easy-going face, without breaking a drop of sweat...

Obviously, Lu Ya's body style is more concise than his, saving a lot of effort, the sword technique seems to be integrated with the world, and there are flaws everywhere.

But once he attacked the flaw, he instantly turned into a flawless posture.

Where there is no attack is full of flaws, once you attack a flaw, you will instantly change into a flawless sword posture.

It wasn't until this moment that Li Wuxie realized that this kid's swordsmanship was not inferior to his, and even stronger than him.

But it's impossible to just lose without even sweating.

The more tricks he has, the more he suffers!
Thinking of this, Li Wuxie directly slashed at Lu Ya with his sword.

Out of politeness and stability, Lu Ya held the sword with both hands, facing the sword to block.

The two swords collided, and there was a clang.

Lu Ya remained motionless, and said with a smile:
"It's a pity to waste your physical strength in front of you, this sword is the key."

After being hit by Lu Ya, Li Wuxie's face was gloomy and he didn't answer, knowing that he was weak, and he didn't care about face, so he summoned the power of the Seven Star Immortal Venerable and put it on the sword.

His sword suddenly became extremely heavy, as if it was not a slender silver sword, but a giant ax that opened up the world.

At the same time, chanting the sword seal——

"Innocent seal."

A pure and upright white sword seal continuously condenses on the sword body.

In an instant, silver light radiated.

The space vibrated for it.

Relying on the Wuxie sword seal, Li Wuxie's cultivation level rose rapidly for a short time.

Eight-Star Immortal, Nine-Star Immortal, One-Star Immortal, Three-Star Immortal, Five-Star Immortal, Eight-Star Immortal...

However, no matter how his cultivation level climbed, Lu Ya remained motionless without sweating.

Li Wuxie became heavier and heavier, feeling that Sendai might explode at any moment.

But I can only grit my teeth and hold on.

This man is too strong!

With the continuous evolution of the texture of the innocent sword seal, it is complicated and even vast.

The sword pressure on the sword seal also skyrocketed, one-star immortal emperor, two-star immortal emperor... until nine-star immortal emperor!
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A mouthful of black blood spurted out, Li Wuxie's figure scattered, and he knelt in the air on one knee.

In front of him, Lu Ya was still motionless, not sweating at all.

This is a man he couldn't beat even at his peak!

A deep sense of frustration was engraved in Li Wuxie's mind, but for some reason, there was a hearty sense of relief.

Li Wuxie put away his sword and stood up, saying:
"you win."

Lu Ya shook his head, pointed at the salted fish sword and said:
"No, you won."

Li Wuxie took a closer look, and there was already a crack on Lu Ya's salted fish sword.

The reason why it was not shattered was because Lu Ya added a piece of weak spiritual power from the Immortal Sovereign Realm to the sword.

To Lu Ya, Li Wuxie was a man he couldn't defeat in a state of innocence—this was the first time he had used his cultivation since time travel.

Not only because of Li Wuxie's high level of cultivation, he was able to become an Immortal Emperor in an instant, but more importantly, his swordsmanship was indeed tyrannical, close to [-]% of his own.

When Li Wuxie saw it, she was about to cry.

His spiritual pressure rose to the level of the Immortal Emperor in an instant, which made the other party activate the immortal emperor's spiritual pressure...

You call this my win?
He can no longer imagine how strong this guy is!
Lu Ya retracted the sword, not caring about the cracks on it.

He was quite satisfied with this activity, and there was no life-and-death conflict with Li Wuxie. It was rare to meet a soulmate of swordsmanship, and he was not going to give Yang Hui to him.

"Boat, I'm definitely going to order it, but seeing how good your sword skills are, as a reward, I'll do something for you."

At this moment, Li Wuxie was completely exhausted, and it was difficult to even stand up, so he had to take out the porcelain sand pot, and tasted the Shenqi tea as if no one was there, his movements were chic and indifferent, like a winner, and then he asked:

"what's up?"

Lu Ya chuckled.

"Ahem, I can help you raise your daughter."

(End of this chapter)