Accidentally enter the King's Key and gain a hundredfold increase in immortality

In the ancient world of rivers and lakes, there was a hero named Li Bai, who held a hand-me-down sword called "Crazy Flower", the blade of the sword was like electricity, and it was extremely powerful. He was tall and muscular, with slightly closed apricot eyes, long flowing black hair, and a smile on his face all the time.

One day, Li Bai was walking alone on a mountain path, when suddenly, a black-robed swordsman burst out from behind a tree, his sword light flashing, and launched an attack on Li Bai.

The black-clothed swordsman said: "Li Bai, I heard that your swordsmanship is good, I will come to receive the lesson today!"

Li Bai smiled faintly, and the Crazy Flower Sword in his hand danced like a flying flower. His swordsmanship is unique in the rivers and lakes, and every move carries a romantic atmosphere. His feet are light, and his sword is as swift as the wind.

The two of them came and went, the sword light flashed each other, and the sound of the collision of sword qi echoed in the mountains and forests. Li Bai said: "You black-clothed swordsman, although your swordsmanship is fast and powerful, it seems to lack agility. "

The black-clothed swordsman sneered: "You can only talk empty words, I came to you to see if your swordsmanship is really that powerful." "

Li Bai narrowed his eyes, opened the sky in one stroke, the wind rose sharply, and the sword light instantly pierced the sword formation of the black-clothed swordsman, and the black-clothed swordsman's body shook suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

Li Bai didn't care about the black-clothed swordsman's injury, he put away the Crazy Flower Sword, walked to the black-clothed swordsman's side, and stretched out his hand to help him get up. The black-clothed swordsman looked at Li Bai suspiciously, and asked, "Why did you help me? "

Li Bai smiled indifferently: "I am a swordsman, but I also have my principles." Although you have the heart to fight me, your swordsmanship seems to be a little lacking in emotion. I like to add something romantic to my swordsmanship to make the sword light exude a poetic feeling at the moment of holding the sword. "

The black-clad swordsman was deep in thought, and although he had defeated many opponents, he had never considered the emotional element of swordsmanship. After Li Bai helped him get up, he continued: "Swordsmanship is not only a skill of attack and defense, it can also be an art, a way to express inner emotions. "

The black-clothed swordsman's eyes began to soften, and he nodded silently. Li Bai turned to leave, leaving the black-clothed swordsman to ponder silently in the forest.

From that day on, the black-clothed swordsman began to re-examine his swordsmanship, and he gradually understood the meaning of Li Bai's words. After a long period of cultivation, his swordsmanship became more agile, and the sword light revealed a trace of poetic aura.

One day, the black-clothed swordsman met Li Bai again, holding a brand-new sword with exquisite patterns on the sword body, and a few lines of poetry engraved on the hilt.

Li Bai saw the change in the black-clothed swordsman and smiled: "It seems that you have comprehended the romantic meaning in the swordsmanship." "

The black-clothed swordsman smiled slightly: "It was you who inspired me and made me understand that swordsmanship is not only a cold skill, but also a unique way of expression." "

The two of them held their respective hilts together, and their swordsmanship exchanged with each other, and the sword light collided with each other, exuding a picturesque beauty.

When night falls, the moonlight is sprinkled on the quiet rivers and lakes like water. A swordsman in a white robe, facing the breeze, stood alone by the river, looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance. He held a sword that shimmered with silver light in his hand, and the word "Dragon Teng" was engraved on the sword, and the cold air overflowed where the blade passed.

This swordsman is the legendary Li Bai in the rivers and lakes. He has always been a legend. His swordsmanship is outstanding and unmatched. He is famous for his romantic mood and wild and free spirit, and is deeply admired and worshiped by many knights in the martial arts.

Just as Li Bai was falling into deep thought, a strong sword aura suddenly attacked, but it immediately dissipated in midair. He immediately turned around, and a sword flew in his hand, stabbing at the person who sent the sword qi.

"Hahaha, Li Bai, it really lives up to its reputation!" A slender figure appeared in front of Li Bai like lightning, and he also held a delicate sword in his hand, and the word "treading wind" was engraved on the sword.

Li Bai sneered, and the sword light flickered, colliding with the man's sword. Between the sword moves, Li Bai's face was full of confidence and determination, as if the sword had the flexibility of life in his hands.

The two took a few steps back at the same time, their eyes met, and sparks flew around. Their bodies are agile, like swallows flying, and their swordsmanship is fast and ruthless, and every move is extremely fast.

Li Bai didn't have a trace of nervousness in his heart, on the contrary, he was full of joy. He has always been on a mission to find a master who can really fight him, and after years of experience, his goal of challenging his opponent has finally been achieved.

The battle between the two became more intense, and each exchange brought a powerful sword aura capable of tearing through space. The blood was rolling and the muscles were aching, but the two of them showed no intention of backing down. They are desperate for the true path of swordsmanship.

Suddenly, Li Bai retracted his sword technique and stared at the man.

"Your swordsmanship is good, why don't you give up the battle of the rivers and lakes and create a great cause with me, how about it?" Li Bai smiled and sent an invitation to the man.

The man stared at Li Bai, was silent for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Li Bai, I'm here to fight you, how can I retreat? Our swordsmanship has its own characteristics, and the battle makes me feel an unprecedented happiness." Let's decide who is the real number one swordsman in the rivers and lakes!"

As soon as the words fell, the two clashed again. Between sword moves, there are mutual victories and defeats between offense and defense. All of a sudden, the wind in the rivers and lakes sounded, and many people in the rivers and lakes gathered in this vast river and lake. They shouted wildly for the duel between the two swordsmen, and they couldn't help but be fanatical about which one was superior.

Li Bai's swordsmanship became more and more powerful, he turned into a white dragon, wielding the sword in his hand, and there was no other rival in the world. The man was not discouraged, and the sword light was like a flame, entangled with the white dragon.

The moves of the two of them became faster and faster, as if the swords turned into lightning bolts between swords. The entire rivers and lakes were shaken, and the competition for fast sword moves shocked everyone.

Finally, a thunderous sound sounded, and the sword in Li Bai's hand directly broke the man's wind-stepping sword.

"It is worthy of Li Bai, you deserve to be the number one swordsman in the rivers and lakes. The man whispered with a hint of admiration.

Li Bai stared at the man and said with a smile: "Your swordsmanship is also first-class,."

Li Bai, a swordsman who has traveled through time and space, lurks in the corner of this martial arts world. He acts lightly and anonymously, taking pleasure in wandering the world. As night fell, he drank alone, and his thoughts were full of thoughts. A soft sigh broke the silence of the night, and a swordsman walked in.

The hustle and bustle has dissipated, the sword has become a thing of the past, can no one know the elegance of the sword anymore? The swordsman swung his sword, his posture was like flying, and his eyes flashed with the same doubts as Li Bai.

Li Bai stroked his sword and said with a smile: The sword is not only a weapon, but also an extension of the soul. Man and sword rely on each other to reach their highest potential.

Hmph, if you want to learn swordsmanship with me, be prepared to bear my overwhelming advantage! The swordsman let out a sneer, and the sword in his hand stabbed at Li Bai like lightning.

Li Bai smiled lightly, dodged the sword's attack lightly, and quickly counterattacked. Sword to sword, the two launched a wonderful duel. Their sword moves were fast and accurate, and their sword qi staggered and entangled in the air, as if telling the swordsmen's past.

Time seemed to stand still, and it wasn't until Li Bai's sword pierced the swordsman's heart that he woke up this hazy scene. The swordsman's body fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

It's a pity that although your swordsmanship is sharp, it lacks the cohesion of your soul. The reason why the sword is so powerful is not only the speed and power of the sword, but also the integration of the swordsman's state of mind to achieve an invincible situation. Li Bai said coldly.

The swordsman took his last breath, his eyes full of helplessness. His sword lost its brilliance and fell to the ground. Li Bai silently looked at this once sharp weapon, and endless emotion surged in his heart.

The figure of the swordsman gradually disappeared in the night, while Li Bai continued his journey, a swordsman wandering in the corner of the martial arts world, and under the moonlight, he fought a sword outside the world.

The night was like ink, and the wind was cold. Li Bai stood alone on the grassland, wearing a white robe, his long hair fluttering in the wind like a black waterfall. He held a long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword revealed a cold light, like a bolt of lightning piercing the dark night. The bitter cold wind made Li Bai's cheeks red from the cold, but his gaze was so calm and determined.

Suddenly, there was a sound of grass and trees rubbing, and Li Bai raised his head vigilantly. In the grass, a mysterious swordsman in a black robe slowly walked out. His dashing long hair drifted away like black mist, and his eyes flashed with a sharp and sharp light, which was in stark contrast to Li Bai.

The swordsman had no expression on his face, but as soon as his sword was raised in his hand, it burst out with a powerful momentum. Li Bai's face was fearless, and the courage and pride of meeting friends with a sword were almost beyond words.

The two confronted each other for a moment, and the swordsman suddenly struck out and stabbed Li Bai in the heart. Li Bai instantly turned into a gust of wind and dodged this sword. He smiled leisurely, and the long sword swept out, turning into a silver light, and headed straight for the swordsman.

The conversation between the two paused for a moment, and the swords intersected with each other, making a piercing sound of metal striking. Although the swordsman is inferior to Li Bai in terms of skills, he is as murderous as a mountain, and his swordsmanship is like flowing water, and his one move is extremely powerful, making it difficult for people to parry.

Li Bai did not show weakness, his body was extremely agile, avoiding the swordsman's attack, and at the same time swinging his sword to stab the back of the swordsman's heart. The swordsman instantly unstruck his sword, slightly deflected the direction of Li Bai's attack, and unexpectedly dodged the fatal blow.

The conversation between the two was only a few words, but their swords exchanged without a word. Every swing, every stab, is an understanding and control of kendo. This is the tacit understanding between the two swordsmen, a realm of heart and sword.

In the night sky, snowflakes fall one after another, adding to the mysterious atmosphere on the battlefield. Under the cold sky, the figures of the two are like flames that transform in an instant at the snap of their fingers, sometimes intertwined and entangled, sometimes separated and spreading.

The long-term contest is finally coming to an end. The swordsman's attacks became more and more ferocious, each sword was extremely sharp, as if it could slice everything. However, Li Bai defused all these attacks with a gorgeous sword dance, and almost every sword was turned invisible.

Li Bai's long sword was unsheathed again, emitting a strong light. His posture became more erect and his expression became more excited. When the swordsman saw this scene, there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

Li Bai unleashed all the power in his heart, and his swordsmanship became like a whimsy, but it was like a precipice. In his hand, the sword belongs to him, and the sword is in him. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a sword god, and the sword communicated with his heart.

The swordsman felt the change in Li Bai's momentum, and couldn't help but be in awe of his swordsmanship. He knew that at this moment, the disparity in strength between himself and Li Bai could no longer be reversed.

With the last sword, Li Bai shook his hand and pointed directly at the swordsman's chest. The sword light burst out of the air and stabbed into the swordsman's heart. After a fierce battle, the swordsman's figure faded into the cold night, turning into an invisible wind.

Li Bai put his sword back into its sheath, and his eyes flashed with victory. He looked at the snowflakes scattered on the grassland and said with a smile: "Only the sword is free of everything in the world, and only the sword can win the world!"

Li Bai waved the long sword in his hand, his body was like flying, and he was full of wind step by step. There was a pride and determination in his gaze, as if the whole world was no match for him. The white robe on his body fluttered with his movements, like a cloud blown by the wind. The moonlight behind him seemed to add a mysterious and majestic aura to him.

Li Bai stopped, frowned slightly, and stared at the opponent in front of him. A black-clothed swordsman appeared in his sight, the sword in his hand flashing with cold light, looking very vicious. He smiled and said, "Li Bai, are you here to send you to death?"

Li Bai smiled faintly and swung his sword to meet him: "Do you think you can defeat me?

The two of them swordsmanship flew one after another, swords intertwined, and sword shadows crossed beautiful arcs in the night sky. Li Bai's swordsmanship is like a river rushing, surging and domineering, and every move is full of power and speed. The black-clothed swordsman was nimble and cunning, his swordsmanship was like a femme fatale, strange and ruthless.

Their figures flickered and flickered, like phantoms in the night. Li Bai constantly dodged the opponent's attacks, and at the same time did not forget to attack the opponent's weakness with a quick sword. Every strike is accurate and powerful, putting the opponent under extreme pressure.

Li Bai suddenly shouted, the sword in his hand shook violently, and a sword qi shot towards his opponent like a dragon flying. The black-clothed swordsman noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly dodged. However, the sword qi was in hot pursuit, hitting him directly on his right arm.

The black-clad swordsman roared in pain, his body swayed, and he nearly fell to the ground. His right arm was no longer able to move, and he immediately lost his combat effectiveness. When Li Bai saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile slightly, but he didn't let his guard down.

"Li Bai, you can't beat me yet!" the black-clothed swordsman's voice was full of resentment and anger, and he gripped the hilt of his sword with his remaining hand, ready for a final counterattack.

Li Bai smiled, moved his legs, and quickly approached his opponent. He wielded the sword in his hand, defused the opponent's attacks one by one, and then attacked with the momentum. The sword light was shining, and the sword aura was surging, making the surrounding air tense.

A moment later, the black-clothed swordsman could no longer hold it and was hit in the chest by Li Bai's sword. Blood gushed out, and he coughed in pain, his body shaking. He finally fell to the ground limply.

Li Bai put away the long sword in his hand, looked at the opponent who fell to the ground, and pondered. He couldn't help but think of his former swordsmanship master, the one who taught him swordsmanship. He walked in the martial arts, in addition to continuing to hone his swordsmanship, more importantly, he had to not forget his original intention.

Li Bai turned and left, leaving a tragic trail of blood. He knows that this victory is just a battle victory, and he has more opponents to face and more challenges to overcome. His heart is full of fighting spirit and he is determined to become an invincible swordsman in the world.