Sword Spirit

"Who wins and loses, isn't it?" Zhu Ling laughed three times in the sky. "You can't help but look at yourself too much."

Since he has already lost his face, Zhu Ling will simply drop all his concerns. Anyway, he has already started to work. Then he will thoroughly demonstrate his strength. The best way to save his face is to be crisp and neat. Lu Xuan defeated!

Just the knife, although it is only a good match with Lu Xuan, but this does not mean that Zhu Ling's strength only ends here, because he is a hasty move between the two, not able to fully play their own strength.

"This time, I will make a three-pronged appointment with you! Do you not like weapons? As long as you resist my three moves without defeat, this treasure in my hand is yours!" Zhu Ling is quite conceited. Said, although he lost to Lu Xuan in speed, but in terms of strength, he has absolute confidence!

He is a major achievement in refining, and has broken through the five acupuncture points of the whole body. It is stronger than Liu Tao. Compared with Lu Xuan, it is two small realms. Under these huge power gaps, if he still Can not beat Lu Xuan within three strokes, then what face does he have as the core of the Tiandaomen.

"Is there three more tricks? However, I like it." Lu Xuan's eyebrows said, some people gave him a weapon to give him a slap in the face.

"Listen clearly, it is to stop me three tricks!" Zhu Ling could not help but re-export and stressed: "If you are still hiding, then the covenant of these three moves will be void."

Obviously, Zhu Ling is still somewhat jealous of Lu Xuan’s speed. He made the three-pronged contract. He is not only forced to force, but also to take advantage of these three moves to constrain Lu Xuan, lest Lu Xuan continue to sneak around. Let him face again.

"Stop the block, then please Zhu brothers ... move!" Lu Xuan's war, gradually rising, until more and more strong, hard resistance? What he wants is hard resistance, not hard resistance, how he breaks through, dodge, that is not what he likes.

With a sword in hand, Lu Xuan is fearless!

"The strength is not strong, the courage is not small, but don't expect me to be merciful, ready to pick up!" Zhu Ling sneered out, not to defeat Lu Xuan, how to save his lost face.

When Zhu Ling said this, Lu Xuan’s broken star sword suddenly held tighter, and his eyes fixed on Zhu Ling no longer had the slightest slack. Since Zhu Ling threatened to let him take three strokes, Lu Xuan would not take the lead first. attack.

"The first move, knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger!" With Zhu Ling's loud drink, the forces around him instantly gathered, and the voluptuousness of the whole person's robes was windless, and the saying goes, the clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger. Zhu Ling’s move is called knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger.

At the time of the Yuanli madness, a knife and a sword, unreservedly burst out from Zhu Ling, instantly blended into the surrounding forces, filled in the square.

Since he threatened to defeat Lu Xuan within three strokes, he would never stay in power anymore. His face had already been lost. How can he be lost again at this moment, just like a lion fighting rabbit, he has done his best.

As the knife came out, Zhu Ling's phantom stepped out, and the speed went very fast to Lu Xuan. The route he made was not a straight line, but a curve, suddenly left and right, leaving a few on the way. The residual image makes it impossible for people to judge where he is going to launch an attack.

Lu Xuan’s eyes are sharper. They only stare at Zhu Ling in front. They are not moved by the rest of the world. The body has not been able to roll over. It has already improved the state to an excellent level. Only when Zhu Ling launches an attack, he can do it in an instant. Out of reaction.

It’s cumbersome, but it’s actually very fast. The distance between Zhu Ling and Lu Xuan is not far away. Almost the phantom step of Zhu Ling flashes, but when it’s time, it’s already rushed to Lu’s body. Distance.

Just as Zhu Ling shook to Lu Xuan's left front, his body suddenly stopped, only to hear him scream, Zhu Ling's legs violently force, the whole person leaped high, while the wrist turned over, the single knife in his hand was suddenly smashed. Up, single-handed knives, instantly become hands grasped, although one hand is flexible and changeable, but on the power, how can you get both hands?

"Hey!" Zhu Ling’s loud voice screamed, and the single knife in his hand suddenly carried a strong, seemingly irresistible sense of oppression, unreservedly coming from Lu Xuan’s head. .

From Zhu Ling’s sudden stop to the issuance of this knife, it was almost the moment’s thing. The momentum was extremely fast and extremely strong. Almost all the audience were unable to see his figure. Their eyes remained in Zhu Ling. When the rest of the image is above, the knife has already fallen.

In the heart of the battle, the elders of the gold glimpsed a sigh of relief, and they couldn’t help but sing a slap in the face, so that they could knock out the mountain and smash the tiger, and use the strength of the refining body to play such a fierce move, which is the third core of the Tiandaomen!

But at the same time, his heart can not help but mention it, Lu Xuan, I am afraid that the first move will be defeated!

Seeing this trick, Gong’s face was slightly better than two points. With this trick, Zhu Ling finally gave him a few faces.

The single knife has not yet fallen, the wind is already in the body, and Zhu Ling is a very fast move. Some of them are unexpectedly expected by Lu Xuan. He only feels a strong pressure to drop, and the raging force storm almost shreds his whole person. .

However, he had already prepared for it before, and he would be defeated by Zhu Ling. Zhu Ling is fast, but he is not slow!

It’s too late, it’s fast!

In the mid-term, the swordsman has an unreserved outburst. The powerful sword is under the control of Lu Xuan. It instantly converges together. There is no slight escape. All of them rushed toward Zhu Ling. This is the medium-term sword and the small sword. The difference is that the small swordsmanship is scattered, while the medium-term swordsmanship is gathered!

At the moment when the sword broke out, the broken star sword in Lu Xuan’s hand was also very fast, and the sword was shot.

"Broken!" The same big bang came out from Lu Xuan's mouth, the tip of the needle against the wheat, hard hit!

The mid-term sword meaning, condensed into an invisible sword, blinking the sword, is a tangible sword, the two swords combined, the power is doubled!

Yuan Li is insanely running, and Zhu Ling is oppressed from top to bottom. With the help of the falling, Lu Xuan is attacking from the bottom up and has the power of explosion.

A knife and a man, suddenly came out from the single knives of Zhu Ling, and quickly squatted down. This knife is the essence of this attack, and it also concentrates all the power and the body of this knife. If Lu Xuan can't stop it. Even if it is not dead, it will be seriously injured.

In the same way, a sword light is shot from above the broken star sword, and instantly merges with the invisible sword of the mid-term swords, but in a flash, the knife and the sword are finally in contact!

"boom!"

A loud bang came, and the air waves caused by the collision of the two men suddenly burst open. Even if they were separated by a distance, the people in the audience could feel the strong force fluctuations above the ring.

At this moment, everyone has widened their eyes, and I can't wait to get to the front. I will see the confrontation between the two people more carefully. Who wins? Who is negative?

Compared with the feelings of the public, Lu Xuan, who is a party to the battle, is undoubtedly more able to appreciate the result of this collision.

His own sentimental sword, although he has broken through the knives of Zhu Ling, but Zhu Ling’s knife is far stronger than his imagination, and the powerful knife mantle instantly engulfs Lu Xuan’s sword, still reverence. The shock of the land is coming!

Perceived by this change, Lu Xuan’s face suddenly changed, and the heart of the police was a big hit. On the occasion of this electric light and flint, Taiyi’s return to the Yuanxiao was insane, almost in an instant, the rushing and unfolding, the whole person had no warning. Retreat three feet away.

Even if Lu Xuan’s reaction speed is already very fast, but it is almost as fast as Zhu Ling’s attack, he is still affected by this knife. A huge force instantly hits his body, and there is a sudden boring between the chest and abdomen. Feeling, as if slammed into a big hit.

Fortunately, Lu Xuan’s body is far more powerful than the average person, and at the moment of attack, the blood of the body is mobilized again, and it is extremely concentrated in his chest and abdomen, helping him to ease the great impact. Coupled with the weakening of Lu Xuan's sword, Zhu Ling's knife has long had no power at the time of its release.

But even so, Lu Xuan's mouth is still overflowing with a trace of blood, has been slightly injured.

Compared with Lu Xuan's state, Zhu Ling's situation is undoubtedly much better. With a strong air and wave impact, he turned over in the air and steadily fell to the ground.

However, Zhu Ling is not without any influence. Lu Xuan’s sword meaning is too strong. His knife, although successfully broke Lu Xun’s Jianguang, but for the mid-term sword, it cannot be broken. .

A sharp sword, also impacted his body, making him dysfunctional.

Because of this, he did not attack again when he landed, because he also had some time to digest Lu Xuan's sword.

But in general, this time the competition, or Zhu Ling has the upper hand, at least Lu Xuan is obviously injured, and he just received some influence.

"Lu Xuan was injured and vomited blood!" Chen Xiaohan said with amazement, both hands clasped Lin Xinyi, Lu Xuan had always been windy and light, until now, only the first time injured, suddenly worried her No.

"Don't worry, Lu Xuan, there must be a way!" Lin Xinyi was worried that she could not do it, but at the moment she could only comfort Chen Xiaohan.

"Nothing, little injury, Lu Xuan can hardly fight this Zhu Ling without losing, it is already very valuable." Nine uncles reassured the two women, but said the truth, he is different from those who do not know He can clearly feel the gap between Lu Xuan and Zhu Ling. Lu Xuan can play such a record, which is beyond his expectations.

Looking at Lu Xuan was only slightly hurt, the elders of Jin’s brows stretched out slightly, but fortunately, he thought that Lu Xuan would be defeated by a move, and now it seems that it is not bad.

Ps: next chapter, early morning (to be continued.)