Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

The sword executed by Li Chuyi contained extremely profound secrets of swordsmanship. In Lin Bai's eyes, this sword had almost touched the traces of the great path.

Li Zhengyi, who was sitting on the high platform, saw this scene and exclaimed: "The innocent heart of Kendo... Li Chuyi's future potential is probably still higher than that of Li Buzheng and Li Daoyuan!"

The elder nodded slightly, glanced at Li Chuyi twice, and said with a smile: "The strength Li Chuyi showed in this competition is not in vain for all our years of training."

There were fierce battles on the field.

"Beat him, Li Chuyi!"

"Little Sword Master, come on!"

"defeat him!"

One by one, the Li family warriors roared madly at Li Chuyi.

The eyes of Li Buzheng, Li Daoyuan and others were focused on the battle on the competition stage.

A sword strikes, and the will of Tao permeates the air.

Lin Bai's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he moved the dragon-slaying sword technique in his hand. A sword energy collided with Li Chuyi's sword technique. In an instant, a loud and earth-shattering sound spread. .

At this moment, Lin Bai and Li Chu flew up with swords in hand, and they were going back and forth on the competition stage. The fierce battle continued. In the blink of an eye, they exchanged thousands of moves.

But in the end, no one can win!

After a thousand rounds, Lin Bai swayed, stepped back a hundred meters, looked at Li Chuyi coldly, and was surprised in his heart: "This young man's swordsmanship is so pure and simple, each move seems to have no rules, but But it has such great power!”

"There is even a hint of Taoism in it!"

"If he continues to specialize in swordsmanship, I'm afraid his achievements in swordsmanship will be limitless!"

Lin Bai looked at Li Chuyi silently.

At this moment, Li Chu's expression was as usual, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and he rushed towards Lin Bai again.

Lin Bai chuckled and said: "Li Chuyi, with your swordsmanship, I am afraid that no one in the current generation of the Li family can defeat you!"

"However, sometimes it is not good for a warrior to go too smoothly!"

"I'll let you suffer a little today!"

Lin Bai's eyes flashed, and his whole body turned into a bright red light, shooting directly at Li Chuyi.

This is Lin Bai's body technique that uses the Great Sun Chasing Technique!

Lin Bai unfolded his body skills, and Lin Bai shot across the competition stage like a red lightning bolt.

At this time, the measuring ruler suddenly appeared in Lin Bai's hand.

"The Sky-Splitting Sword Technique! Split the Mountains!"

Carrying the measuring ruler, Lin Bai looked fierce and struck Li Chuyi with two consecutive swords.

Li Chuyi's face turned pale at this moment, and he hurriedly used his thirteenth level of artistic conception to start to resist. However, Lin Bai's two swords fell down, smashing everything, directly and domineeringly crushing Li Chuyi's defense, and Li Chuyi was Fly away with one blow!

Poof!

Li Chuyi flew backwards for a hundred meters and vomited blood when he landed.

"Li Chuyi was injured?"

"Oh my god, this is the first time I've seen this monster vomit blood."

"Yes, no one in the Li family has ever seen Li Chuyi vomiting blood."

When the surrounding warriors saw Li Chuyi being beaten by Lin Bai until he vomited blood, a look of horror appeared on their faces.

Li Chuyi, a hundred meters away, his expression quickly returned to normal. He silently stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He slowly stood up from the ground and looked at Lin Bai, his eyes were clear and did not contain murderous intent.

But at this moment, Lin Bai felt that the power of the thirteenth level of artistic conception in Li Chuyi was like a long and turbulent river, and the waves suddenly became turbulent.

Rumble——

Within a hundred meters of Li Chuyang, there was a deafening loud noise.

At this moment, he took a step forward, stabbed forward with the sharp sword in his hand, and the power of the thirteen levels of artistic conception surged out from his body, like an endless river, sweeping across the world and submerging all things.

"The seventy-two arts of Kunxu! Dahe swordsmanship!"

Li Buzheng's eyes flashed and he said in surprise.

There was a trace of surprise on Li Daoyuan's face: "I didn't expect that Li Chuyi actually practiced the seventy-two techniques of Kunxu!"

Li Qianqian said coldly: "It's not good now. Li Chuyi was already so strong, and now he has practiced the seventy-two techniques of Kunxu. I'm afraid Lin Bai will be defeated!"

Lin Bai looked ahead with wide eyes.

The thirteen levels of artistic conception that erupted from Li Chuyi's body seemed to have turned into a long river, and every drop of water in it was an indestructible sword blade, rushing towards Lin Bai in terror.

The great river surges across the heaven and earth, swallowing up all living beings and drowning some.

In this area where the sword river passes, everything is destroyed and the gods die tragically.

Before the sword hit Lin Bai, Lin Bai felt a strong life-and-death crisis coming from him. His hair stood on end, his hair stood on end, and his heart felt cold.

Obviously, this sword put great pressure on Lin Bai.

"The artistic conception of killing, the artistic conception of heavy rain, the artistic conception of strong wind..."

"Three minds unite!"

"Zhu Xian!"

At this moment, the swallowing sword soul moved in Lin Bai's body. The power of the three levels of artistic conception was forcibly fused into one by the swallowing sword soul. An explosive force came from Lin Bai's body.

Lin Bai suddenly raised the demon sword and brought it down. The sword energy spread across thousands of miles, killing everything and colliding with Li Chuyi's river swordsmanship.

The moment the two collided, an earth-shaking force burst out.

The entire competition stage was left with dense sword marks.

The competition stage is crumbling.

After the swords clashed, thousands of feet of smoke and dust rolled up on the competition stage.

Li Chu looked horrified, and he was obviously stunned by the sword Lin Bai had used before.

At this moment, a fiery red light flashed out of the smoke and dust, and the cold sword edge passed through the sky and went straight to Li Chuyi's throat.

Li Chu's eyes widened with a hint of horror.

He retreated continuously.

But this sword came with great force and speed, and arrived in front of Li Chuyi in the blink of an eye.

Only when it stabbed an inch in front of Li Chuyi's face did he stop.

At this moment, Li Chuyi was forced to the edge of the competition stage by this sword. He took a step back and was about to fall off the competition stage.

"I lost." Li Chuyi looked at the sharp sword in front of his throat and said with a somewhat lonely look.

This sword was clearly Lin Bai's demon sword.

Lin Bai, on the other hand, was holding a sword and pointing it at Li Chuyi's throat.

If Li Chuyi was unwilling to admit defeat, Lin Bai's sword would probably penetrate Li Chuyi's throat.

Lin Bai chuckled and said: "Your swordsmanship and kendo are both good, but you have too little actual combat experience!"

"At first glance, I can tell that you are the kind of warrior who spends all his time in seclusion and practicing hard. You rarely go out to fight with others!"

Li Chuyi nodded silently: "Yes."

Lin Bai took back the demon sword and said with a faint smile: "The sword is a killing weapon!"

"Since it is a killing weapon, how can it not be bloody?"

"You have been indulging in hard training all day long, which has resulted in a serious lack of experience in martial arts. Even though you are a genius in swordsmanship, if you fight against others in the future and meet an experienced warrior, you will still be defeated!"

Lin Bai said something to Li Chuyi.