Young White Horse: Playing the role of the Sword God, shocking Li Changsheng

Chapter 42

""Master!"

Gu Jianmen's pupils instantly widened, and his body could not help but lean forward. On his originally cold face, a trace of horror appeared at this moment.

How... is it possible?

Master is the best in the world.

He has a full 180 years of cultivation. He is in the realm of the Wandering Mysterious Realm, the sixteenth realm!

In this world, there is no opponent for Master.

Ximen Chuxue is indeed very strong.

Since he came into being, he has been constantly challenging masters from all walks of life.

He has frightened people all over the world.

But those masters, no matter how strong they are, are only in the realm of freedom.

Compared with Master Li Changsheng, who is in the realm of the Wandering Mysterious Realm, they are not at the same level at all.

In fact, completely They are incomparable.

Ximen Chuxue was able to defeat his master Li Changsheng.

Hiss!

A chill came instantly.

The rest of the people looked up in the direction of the Apocalypse Peak almost at the same time.

The next second, all of them widened their eyes and couldn't help shaking all over.

On their faces, a strong look of disbelief emerged.

Zhuoqing, Su Muyu, Xiao Ruofeng, Baili Dongjun, Lei Mengsha and others saw Li Changsheng being smashed and flew away. They were completely unable to control their horror.

The next second, they couldn't help but scream out.

"How is it possible... This is Mr. Li, the best in the world!"

"Just like that, defeated?"

"Mr. Li, the best in the world, with 180 years of cultivation, was invincible and had no rivals. But now, he was defeated by the white-clothed sword god Ximen Chuxue!"

""Master, how could Master lose? This is absolutely impossible... Master!"

The occurrence of this scene really exceeded their worldview.

In their martial arts worldview, Li Changsheng was the best in the world. He had practiced for a full 180 years and was a proud immortal.

He was no longer an ordinary martial arts practitioner

, but an immortal immortal who possessed the art of immortality.

With such a cultivation, how could he lose?

This scene directly shattered their three views.

Lei Mengsha, who was originally full of interest, was instantly chatterbox.

He stared at the sky and could clearly see that

Ximen Chuxue stood proudly on the top of the apocalypse with a sword.

The powerful aftermath collision just now did not cause him any harm.

Instead, Master Li Changsheng was directly shaken by the huge aftermath and flew hundreds of meters away.

Then he slammed heavily on a pavilion, smashing a large hole in the entire pavilion.

"This... Master, Master actually lost!"

Who could have imagined that

Mr. Li, the best in the world, actually lost to a swordsman in his twenties.

And this swordsman was obviously completely different from ordinary people.

Lei Mengsha had seen his moves countless times, which were extremely fierce, like a sword from outer space.

The moves he had never seen before, as well as the terrifying sword power, all burst out on Ximen Chuxue.

He was very strong.

This was undeniable.

At least in the world, few people could be his opponent.

But...

This time, the one he defeated was the best in the world, Li Changsheng.

He was a true Shenyou Xuanjing.

Wasn't Lei Mengsha clear about the strength of the master?

And at this moment, he was defeated.

Li Changsheng lost.

His tattered robes and the demeanor of the immortal in the past were gone in an instant.

A loser was lying in a pile of ruins. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

……

Li Changsheng lay helplessly in the pile of rubble.

His pupils suddenly shrank. He was extremely shocked.

He was stunned.

He was really stunned.

Since he was 24 years old and entered the state of spiritual wandering, he basically had no opponents.

In the following 150 years, anyone who heard his name, Li Changsheng, would be terrified.

Whether it was the Demon Cult of the Eastern Expedition or other powerful people, they would show fear.

But at this time, he was defeated. He was defeated by a sword god in his twenties.

Ximen Chuxue!

This master who had never shown his face in the world, as soon as he appeared, asked him for the sword!

At the peak of the apocalypse, he lost.

Lost completely.

"His power seemed to be getting stronger during the fight."

Li Changsheng could clearly feel that when he and Ximen Chuxue's sword energy collided at the beginning, although Ximen Chuxue was very strong, he was still able to fight him back and forth and not fall behind. After dozens of rounds, neither side could completely defeat the other.

And this last blow.

As the rhythm of the battle continued to accelerate, this guy's realm strength seemed to have been greatly improved in an instant, as if he had crossed a higher threshold.

In the end, this unprecedented"Sword from the West" defeated him instantly and threw him away for hundreds of meters.

How could this be possible?

He had been in the martial arts world for more than 180 years and had seen a lot. He had never seen any martial arts practitioner who could... He kept improving his strength during the fight.

And Ximen Chuxue was the only one he had seen in the past hundred years.

It was too exaggerated!

Such a powerful explosive force could instantly swallow the sky and destroy the earth.

Mr. Li, the best in the world, couldn't resist it at all!

And just now...

Ximen Chuxue's sword seemed to come from the sky, it was completely a sword from the sky. If he used more force, he could kill Li Changsheng directly. His cultivation of more than 180 years would be destroyed in an instant.

So strong! A sword god in his twenties! Surprisingly, he was even more terrifying and exaggerated than his own cultivation of 180 years. At least before this, he had never seen such a master. Where did this guy come from?

"Hahaha……"The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Li Changsheng almost went insane and looked up to the sky.��He laughed,"I can't believe it, I can't believe it at all!" He lost!

He, Li Changsheng, lost.

He lost completely.

And the one who defeated him was just a swordsman in his twenties.

Lin Xuan looked at Li Changsheng, who was defeated by him, with a touch of indifference on his face.

Then he shook his head slightly.

"The so-called number one in the world is a bit disappointing!"

He looked calm on the surface.

But at this moment, Lin Xuan felt excited in his heart.

After more than two months, he finally completed 80% of Ximen Chuxue's role-playing progress.

Now!

He got an extra chance to draw a character.

It will start soon.

The next character draw will start.

What kind of role will be drawn this time ? Lin Xuan thought for a while, and deep in his heart, he couldn't help but be excited and looking forward to it.

Lin Xuan stood on the top of the Apocalypse, glanced at the people below, and showed a touch of indifference.

Then, he lightly tapped his toes.

The whole person instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Only a white afterimage was left.

When everyone saw this, they were already shocked.

The brain only felt a roar.

The scene that just happened was too terrifying.

Even before these swordsmen could react, Li Changsheng was directly blown away.

Then he slammed heavily on the pavilion.

Is this the strength of Ximen Chuxue? Even Mr.

Li, the number one in the world, was easily defeated by him.

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