A man in the ark was forced to become a king

"I didn't expect that, you are quite experienced."

Lin Lu raised her eyebrows lightly. Lin Lu was a little surprised, but she didn't pay too much attention. She turned around and looked in a few small directions while holding the big sword, and said with a smile: "Qiu Bai, you should be careful. Although Zhongyue asked you to come to Old Wei to learn swordsmanship. , but you have the right to make your own choices, and you don’t have to follow their arrangements.”

"After we compete, if you feel that someone is not strong enough to teach you, you can change your mind and want to learn from me."

"Poaching in front of me?"

The constructed long sword was completely formed and fell into his hand. Wei Yanwu snorted coldly and said in a loud voice: "Hui Jie's triangular cat skills cannot be regarded as the real Chixiao swordsmanship."

"How can this be considered poaching? Have you not yet become a disciple?"

Lin Lu carried the sword and walked in the opposite direction. She walked slowly to the other side of the platform, stood opposite Wei Yanwu, licked her lips, and a trace of excitement flashed in her eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense, I have to see the real thing. Let me see how good your Chixiao swordsmanship is."

"I promised you in advance that I won't save you any face."

Chapter 258 Chixiao Tianbo

call!

Outside the high platform, clouds and mist were gathering. Wei Yanwu took off his cloak and tore off the hem of his inner long coat, leaving only the damaged top and trousers for easy movement.

Lin Lu is not an easy opponent. He may be the strongest enemy he has ever encountered in his life. His magic skills are comparable to natural disasters. With his martial arts skills alone, he can fight against a master who has practiced martial arts for hundreds of years. He can even gain the upper hand regardless of the outcome. In terms of force, it can be said to be almost impeccable, with no shortcomings to be found.

When masters fight, victory or defeat can only happen in a split second. When fighting against such an opponent, any flaw may be fatal. There is no room for sloppiness on his part.

Holding the sword at his side and holding the hilt in his hand, although it was an illusion in the spiritual realm, it was still real enough. Wei Yanwu took a deep breath and clearly felt that his heartbeat was gradually speeding up, his blood began to boil, and the fighting spirit that had been buried for many years disappeared. Resurrected in flesh and blood.

"coming."

White mist surrounded him, his breath was like a cloud, and the moment he finished speaking, the long sword attached to his side was unsheathed!

Zheng!

Gold and iron burst out, and red appears!

The move of drawing the sword will be broken immediately!

There is no sword energy running wildly, and there is no violent surge of momentum. The sword light is as sharp as practice, all converged on the sword edge, like lightning, seeming to cut through the space and gather into a line with determination!

laugh!

The blood flashed in front of her eyes. Lin Lu dodged and raised the sword. With a move, the swords collided with each other, and the fire was scattered. The next second, the sword blades that were close together disappeared together with the whole person. The figure was disillusioned and abrupt. Appearing next to Wei Yanwu, the sharp sword blade touched the ground and wiped out a series of sparks, diagonally upwards, and slashed towards Wei Yanwu's chest.

clang!

The black scabbard blocked the sword's blade. Wei Yanwu took the opportunity to pull back and put his two fingers together, grazing the sword's spine. Red tears flowed across the sword's edge.

In an instant, blood spurted out like a waterfall.

Chixiao·Lai Feng!

However, this was not over yet. With the bloody blade in front, Wei Yanwu stepped forward and his figure was blurred. The sword energy flew like a storm, and half of the Holy Tree Stage was involved.

Chixiao Jueying!

The same moves are used by different people, and the effects are also very different. Chen's sword drawing and Jueying can at most split a house, but the Chixiao sword technique used by Wei Yanwu can cut off The building even splits a street with ease.

Jingle Jingle!

The sound of gold and iron exploded from the storm, and a flash of blazing white burst out among the blood.

The sword energy was like a curtain, and Lin Lu was in it. Her figure was light and jumping, as flexible as a water bird. She avoided the red sword energy passing by. The long sword in her hand turned into an afterimage, cutting the air, forming a series of air blades, criss-crossing with each other. The Chixiao sword energy collided.

Sword Skill·Water Bird Flurry!

Valkyrie Malenia's famous stunt was derived from the flowing water sword skill that once sealed the corrupt goddess.

Running water does not decay and life is endless, and the same goes for sword skills.

Unlike Chixiao's sword technique, which has an effect close to that of a spell, Mizutori Luanwu relies on reaching the ultimate 'skill', tearing the air apart through high-speed sword technique, and using pure skills to create an effect comparable to a spell.

In the midst of the storm.

The red and white sword light alternately shined, the collision offset, and deep marks were scraped on the hard stone ground.

Tick!

The sword energy dissipated, and red blood dripped down Wei Yanwu's arm. The black sword in his hand, shaped like a red sky, was already full of cracks.

On the other side, Lin Lu fell from the sky, her clothes became tattered, and faint blood stains could be seen.

The collision between Jueying and Waterbird resulted in a winner and a loser, and it was considered an even score.

"Whoo~"

Exhaling a breath, Lin Lu's eyes were solemn, her spirit was tense to the limit, and she was concentrating on guarding against the next attack.

Even he had to admit that in terms of swordsmanship, Wei Yanwu was at the top.

Different from Chen's random explosion of killing without caring about burying, the violent sword energy erupted by Wei Yanwu's sword skills seems chaotic and disorderly, but in fact there is a mystery inside. Every move seems to be carefully calculated and the angle is tricky. , the power is astonishing, and none of it is wasted. Being in it can be said to be a murderous attack at every step, and no one can easily deal with it.

There are countless heroes throughout the ages. If you add them all together, not many of them can reach such a state. At most, they have different styles and methods, but they can't really distinguish themselves.

Wei Yanwu's sword is like Zhongyue's martial arts, which has reached the pinnacle of the world.

Kacha~

Subtle breaking sounds were heard one after another. Wei Yanwu held his breath and concentrated, as red blood wrapped around the broken sword blade, grinding it into finer pieces.

Woo!

It was like a hurricane whimpering, like a dragon roaring, blood light rising to the sky, rising from the ground!

The Sword of Tears must be discarded immediately!

The Cloud Splitting Sword must be raised immediately!

Chixiao·Clouds Split!

There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart. Stone chips are flying, the ground is cracking, and a sword that seems to cut off the mountains and seas suddenly erupts, reaching the sky and the earth!

"Hey, this is too much!"

Lin Lu couldn't help but complain.

Good guy, we agreed that we would only compete in swordsmanship. You, Wei Laoer, are playing tricks on me, right?

Well, that's exactly what Chixiao swordsmanship is, it's a swordsmanship that was born to cut off and compete with spells.

But what is the difference between using this kind of thing and using magic?

He said that the sword fighting technique was a close combat technique, but when it came to Old Wei, it turned into a direct attack of light waves...

At this moment, he really wanted to shout: Stop, this is not a serious swordsmanship at all!

But there is no other way. I have used it all, can I still hold it back?

If it were a serious fight, Lin Lu would have hundreds of ways to block and neutralize this blow, and it would be even easier to avoid it.

But now that we had agreed to use only swordsmanship before the fight, those moves were useless. Wei Laoer could use this kind of thing, but he couldn't shame it and started fighting spells in the name of swordsmanship.

So... let's fight hard!

Making up her mind, Lin Lu held the sword with both hands, and the dark and lustrous black and red color climbed up the blade. The air waves that resembled flames gathered together as her body moved forward, forming a bloody sword light that struck vertically.

Sword skill: Cursed Blood Slash!

Different from other combat skills that are said to be sword skills but are actually spells, the Curse Blood Slash from the King of Omen Menggote is indeed a real sword skill, very similar to the explosive method of Chixiao Sword Technique.

With enough energy supply, the power of the slash collided with the soaring sword light of the Cloud Split Sword, canceling each other out and collapsing, and finally falling into chaos together.

boom!

The air waves visible to the naked eye swept in all directions with the two people as the center, tearing the stone ground, crushing the falling branches and leaves, and leaving an obvious large-scale depression in the pale square.

Smoke and dust were flying and swirling all over the sky, turning the air into a filthy mess.

When the smoke and dust fell, Wei Yanwu no longer had the sword in his hand, and Lin Lu only had half of the long sword left in his hand. His body was covered with wounds of all sizes, and blood overflowed, making him extremely miserable.

This is probably the most embarrassing time he has ever been in this world.

Her chest heaved violently, Lin Lu stood up and grinned. She wanted to curse, but she still held it back. If he hadn't broken his promise, he would have blasted the old dragon eight hundred miles away. .

"You can be proud of yourself for being able to do this. Chixiao's swordsmanship is not bad."

"Cough, cough."

Wei Yanwu covered his chest, coughed twice, put on a forced smile on his face, and said proudly: "Now you know how powerful you are, I have more powerful ones, but the Chixiao Sword Technique is not what you see. Simple!"

In the battle just now, he had the advantage of Chixiao's swordsmanship. The moves Lin Lu used were obviously for close combat, and the ones he used were more similar to spells, so they were naturally better.

But he also gained a lot of benefits. In terms of physical strength, he was undoubtedly in a weak position. He couldn't resist that level of energy burst. Although he looked decent on the surface, in fact, he was seriously injured on the inside.

"Then I want to see what I can do. If you have any means, feel free to use them!"

Lin Lu straightened her body and showed no sign of weakness.

Just kidding, he has already been fooled by this shameless old dragon today. If he doesn't open his eyes and see the last move of Chi Xiao's sword technique, wouldn't he be in a big loss?

No matter what, even if he couldn't admit defeat, he still had to take a look!

"Then you should keep an eye on it."

Wei Yanwu narrowed his eyes, and his slightly rickety body straightened up again. He raised his hand and held it empty, as if he was holding something invisible. An astonishing aura erupted from his body.

The situation was changing, as if the whole world was dimming, and in the void, a pair of blood-colored vertical pupils quietly opened.

Click!Click!

Dark cracks appeared out of thin air, like invisible swords, splitting the space and protruding the sharp edge.

"I have defeated all the enemies in the world with my sword, and no one can challenge me! Look, this is the last move of Chi Xiao's sword technique!"

High spirits!

At this moment, Wei Yanwu seemed to have returned to the heroic days of sword fighting many years ago, with his arrogance clearly revealed.

"There is no sword in my hand, and there is no sword in my heart. This is Tianchao!"

There was nothing in his hands, as if he was holding a sword in the void, and he seemed to be holding the world in his palms.

The vastness of the world is within the palm of your hand!

The height of heaven and earth is under your feet!

The pinnacle of human beings reaches the pinnacle, and the heavens are astonished!

With the power of a sword, mountains and rivers were shattered, the entire spiritual world shook suddenly, cracks criss-crossed, and finally it could no longer hold up and collapsed!

This artificially constructed mental world cannot withstand the power of this sword!

The image of their hearts collapsed, and for a moment, everyone's vision fell into chaos. When it regained clarity, they had returned to the bar with lights on, and the soft melody echoed in the hall, making it feel like they were in another world.

"you win."

After recovering from the grace of that sword, Lin Lu shook her head slightly and simply admitted defeat.

He is not a loser, and he has never been obsessed with winning.

In terms of swordsmanship, Wei Yanwu is indeed better. His sword no longer belongs to the world. Even if he can kill gods, he may not be able to do it.

Although it was just a glimpse, Lin Lu knew at that glance that it was a move that Chen would never be able to learn throughout his life.

Even if it is barely similar in appearance, it is far from that kind of power.

The real Tianbo is the sword that belongs exclusively to Wei Yanwu.

It was an extremely sublime sword that condensed Wei Yanwu's lifelong beliefs and experiences. All swordsmanship and moves would be eclipsed in front of Tianbo.

When the sword comes out, it will kill both the person and me.

If used to the extreme, Wei Yanwu who used the sword move would probably not survive, but in the face of such power, even the gods would not be able to benefit, and they would most likely die together.

"Haha, are you convinced?"

Wei Yanwu's face was a little pale, and his expression changed. There were memories, arrogance, pride, and a little loneliness. In the end, he sighed.

"Old, old..."

"Under the golden tree, there is no birth, old age, sickness or death. You are still early."

Lin Lu shook her head and laughed, and said solemnly: "In the field of swordsmanship, I, Lin Lu, would like to call you the strongest!"

"climb!"