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Chapter 61 Who told me that he was a little white faced! (45, ask for flowers!)

"What a terrifying body."

Murong Bing looked at Lu Xuan with blue eyes.

"I haven't performed this martial art for a long time."

At this moment, Lu Xuan was covered in gold, like an Arhat.

There are circles of Buddha light behind him, full of sacred feeling.

He twisted his neck, and there was a continuous sound of bones in his body, like thunder in the void, shocking.

"Who are you?"

"There is no such thing as such a body training in the Xingzong, but there is no name for it!"

Murong Binglan said coldly.

"I'll tell you when I win."

The corner of Lu Xuan's mouth twitched, and his figure disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Murong Binglan.

"So fast!"

Murong Binglan felt like there was a gust of wind blowing up her back, and a sense of danger irritated her whole body.

She turned around quickly, took out a new sword, and blocked it with a horizontal sword.

boom!

The sword shattered again, and it flew backwards.

When practicing kendo, the emphasis is on the Tao, so there is no high pursuit of the swords used.

Everything can be a sword.

But Murong Binglan was obviously not at that level yet.

With a flip of the right hand, a sword appeared again.

This time the quality is much higher, but it is a low-quality treasure.

Baoguang is flowing, and the power is extraordinary.

Lu Xuan grew lotus every step of the way, and the Void Sanskrit sound roared, bullying him again.

Murong Binglan also followed with his sword, and the sword's sharp edge was revealed.

Lu Xuan's physical body exceeded her expectations, so it was a bit of a disadvantage at first.

But after all, she is strong and powerful, and she quickly adapts to it.

Fight with Lu Xuan.

Klang-kang-kang!

The speed of the two is too fast.

So much so that in the eyes of many people, he has completely lost his stature.

Only the densely packed Mars is constantly lit up.

"It turns out that this child is the strongest among the Xingzong people."

Mu Guhan's hands behind his back were slightly tight, and then loosened, "Unfortunately, I have to die here today."

Thinking of Mu Guhan looking towards the sky.

The people in the Temple of the Demons have already arranged it at this time.

"Who told me he was a little white face!"

Murong Bo had completely stood up from his chair.

The complexion is very ugly.

At this moment, the most unattractive guy has a power that no one can imagine!

"How to say?"

Murong Bo looked at Ye Tian.

"It's hard to say."

Ye Tian shook his head, his eyes a little complicated.

It was the first time he had seen such a terrifying body in the realm of creation.

He could naturally see the battle between the two.

He found that Murong Binglan's sword was completely unable to leave any injuries on this person, at most only faint traces.

Hearing this, Murong Bo clenched his hands.

On the field, Lu Xuan didn't need to defend at all, his moves opened and closed, and his golden fist fell towards Murong Binglan.

If he could use sword tactics, Murong Binglan would have already been defeated, but as a 'star sect disciple', how could he use swords?

So after thinking about it, Lu Xuan is useless.

Luohan Golden Body Art is second to none in defense.

But on the offensive side, it's a little bit lacking.

The most important thing is that he has not practiced any martial arts such as palm techniques and boxing techniques.

Now it is entirely based on combat experience, and the power contained in the flesh is not fully utilized.

Murong Binglan also discovered this.

Compared to Qiu Nanqing's terrifying palm technique, the guy in front of him doesn't seem to be able to do boxing and foot-type martial arts at all. So far, it's all the simplest close combat!

But that was what annoyed her the most.

If it weren't for the terrifying and incomprehensible body, she could solve it in just a few breaths with this style of play!

But now, there is no way.

My solitary swordsmanship has not yet reached the state of perfection. If it is perfect, it may be possible to break it, but it is definitely not possible now.

"Damn it!"

Murong Binglan's chest rose and fell, and anger appeared in her beautiful eyes.

So far, this is the first time she has been forced into such a situation by a warrior of the same realm!

The more I think about it, the more unwilling I feel.

"Second Form of Lonely Killing Swordsmanship!"

"Absolutely!"

Lonely Killing Swordsmanship is a high-level swordsmanship at the ground level, and there are three styles in total.

She is currently only practicing the second form.

So this style is also her last killer move!

The voice fell.

Murong Binglan's aura changed again, and a sword force that isolated the world rose into the sky, sweeping the situation and changing!

Countless sword marks appeared on the surface of the surrounding mountain peaks, as if they could no longer bear her sword power!