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Chapter 50 Lu Xiangxun's Strength

Lu Xiangxun stood on the stage coldly and arrogantly, cupped her hands towards Jin Li and said, "Senior Brother Jin, I have heard for a long time that you have amazing magical powers, and today I want to learn from you."

"Junior sister is joking. I have such little skills, how dare I claim to have amazing magical powers." Jin Li squeezed out a smile on his face. Although he was known for being ruthless, he didn't dare to put on a bad face even if he had the courage to do so. Miss Lu, look.

"Senior Brother Jin, don't be too modest. Today's martial arts competition requires you to use your full strength and not give in to me." Lu Xiangxun knew that Jin Li would definitely have concerns about fighting with her. She has a strong personality, so she would naturally disdain him. Yu Jinli gave way.

"Don't worry, junior sister, I will do my best." Jin Li gritted his teeth and decided to compete with Lu Xiangxun, regardless of whether he was blamed or not.

"Snow rhyme shield." Lu Xiangxun scolded, pinching the magic formula with her hand, and saw a flash of colorful light, and a snow-white shield appeared out of thin air, blocking her in front of her.

"Cosmic Shield." Offering the Snowy Rhythm Shield was not enough. Lu Xiangxun then offered up a transparent shield to protect himself in it.

Lu Xiangxun was very conceited, but also very careful. She knew that Jin Li still had some tricks up his sleeve, so she first threw out two defensive magic weapons to make herself invincible. After the defense was completed, she was ready to start attacking.

"Qiu Hong Sword." Lu Xiangxun squeezed the sword formula with her hands, and her tongue bloomed like a lotus flower.

"Zheng." Qiu Hongjian let out an exciting sword cry and flew into the air.

Jin Li's face was solemn. He knew how powerful Qiu Hong Sword was and didn't dare to take it lightly.

"Jinli Sword." Jinli held the sword formula in his hand and shouted loudly.

A ball of golden light flew out, like a comet waving its tail. It settled in the sky, and it was faintly visible that there was a flying sword in the golden light. Speaking of Jin Li's flying sword, it is quite interesting. It actually has the same name as Jin Li. The power of this sword It is truly extraordinary. Two words can be used to describe it: sharp. The edge of the sword is so sharp that it is unstoppable.

"Cut." Lu Xiangxun launched the attack first.

The Qiuhong Sword started to move, and it seemed that it was no longer a flying sword, but turned into a rolling river, pouring down from the sky. The sword light was like a tide, endless, and irresistible. Jin Li saw this power. , and quickly urged Jin Lijian to greet him.

On the edge of the Jinli Sword, a faint trace of white energy can be seen. This situation is a manifestation of pushing the sword to the extreme.

"Wow." There was no violent collision, Jin Lijian seemed to be trapped in the rolling river water, and was submerged by the surging sword force of Qiu Hongjian.

The light of the sword is like water, and the power of the sword is like waves. The sword skills in Lu Xiangxun's hand are constantly changing, and the Qiuhong sword makes waves. One wave, two waves, three waves, the waves catch up with the waves, and the waves beat the waves. The sword force is superimposed each time , all of which caused the power of Qiuhong Sword to increase several times.

Qiuhong Sword was like a stream at first. Although the water flow continued, it lost momentum. Slowly, the streams merged into a river, and the water flow was endless, rolling and majestic. Then, the river water poured into the sea. At this time, the sea was in a storm. The raging sea. Thousands of feet of waves rising up, the sky turning upside down and the wind and thunder roaring.

Jin Li activated the Jin Li Sword and was able to break through Lu Xiangxun's sword power easily at first. However, as Qiu Hong Sword's sword power became stronger and stronger, Jin Li Sword was gradually suppressed. In the end, Qiu Hong's sword was at a disadvantage. The sword momentum had become extremely powerful. Jin Li's sword was completely involved in Qiu Hong's sword momentum, and Jin Li could hardly control his flying sword.

Zhang Chaozong really didn't expect that Lu Xiangxun had such magical powers. It seems that in the flower stream under Qinggeng Peak, this woman was merciful and didn't want to really put him to death. Wei Tao, Bai Lin and others saw Nodding repeatedly, Lu Xiangxun made the Long River Wave Slash, which was taught by Lu Nanyang himself. Even they, the foundation-building monks, could not pass it on. The audience in the audience was even more excited, roaring like thunder, cheering for Lu Xiangxun.

Seeing that he was no match for Lu Xiangxun with his flying sword, Jin Li took out a yellow gourd.

"Whoosh." Jin Li opened the yellow gourd and saw a yellow light flying out of the gourd. Lu Xiangxun's Qiuhong sword was caught by the light and could not move.

Seeing this situation, Lu Xiangxun snorted coldly, and the spirit formula in his hand changed. Thousands of streams of light burst out from Qiuhong's sword, and the yellow light shivered wildly. Jin Li quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the yellow gourd in his hand.

Only then did the light regain its stability.

"Cut." Jin Lijian caught Qiu Hong's sword, and without saying a word, he urged Jin Li's sword to slash at Lu Xiangxun.

"Boom." The Jinli Sword struck the Xueyun Shield at once, and the Xueyun Shield radiated thousands of colorful haloes, blocking the Jinli Sword easily.

"Water sparkle basket." Lu Xiangxun smiled coldly and presented a two-color flower basket.

The mouth of the flower basket sucked towards Jin Lijian, and Jin Lijian was immediately restrained by a strong force and flew towards the flower basket. When Jin Li saw this, he couldn't help being shocked. He knew that the flying sword being put into the flower basket was definitely nothing.

Good thing.

"Tai." Jin Li changed his sword skills with both hands, forming a complicated hand seal, pointing towards Jin Li's sword.

"Zheng." Jin Lijian made an excited sword cry and paused in the air.

However, the power of the water sparkle basket was very powerful. Jin Li's sword just paused for a moment before continuing to fly towards the flower basket. Jin Li's face turned pale, and he even tried his best to suck it up, but he still couldn't take back the flying sword.

The sword still flew slowly towards the basket of water sparks.

"We can't take it back anyway, so why don't we attack instead of defend?" Jin Li hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and suddenly activated Jin Li's sword to strike at the water spark basket.

The moment Jin Li's sword fell into the flower basket, Jin Li inspired the powerful force on the flying sword.

"Boom." There was a loud noise, and the basket of water sparks trembled in the air, almost falling, and Lu Xiangxun was also shaken and took two steps back.

Lu Xiangxun was a little annoyed by Jin Liying for a moment. She formed a mysterious handprint with her hands and pressed it remotely towards Qiuhong Sword. The Qiuhong Sword suddenly blazed brightly, the runes on the sword flowed, and the yellow light was blown away.

Bullets fired.

"Cut." Qiu Hong's sword brought up a stream of swords, like the Milky Way pouring down the ground.

Jin Li threw out a piece of five-color cloud brocade, which rose up in the wind, blocking him tightly behind him.

"Wow." The water-like sword light suddenly submerged the five-color cloud brocade and Jinli.

There was a burst of cheers from the audience. Wei Tao, Bai Lin and others coughed dryly and glanced at Taoist Luqi. No one said a word. Taoist Luqi suddenly stood up, his face turned pale with fright. If the five-color brocade could not stop the rolling

With the coming sword light, Jin Li would probably die immediately without a burial place.

The five-color cloud brocade is still a very powerful magic weapon. Although it is a little overwhelmed in the face of the rolling sword light, it can still hold on for a while. Jin Li's face is pale, and his forehead is covered with cold sweat. The strong pressure makes him even unable to

Dare to admit defeat, for fear that if you let out your words, you will be unable to hold on.

Just when the five-color cloud brocade was about to break apart, Lu Xiangxun suddenly pointed towards Qiu Hong's sword, and in an instant, the sword light in the sky disappeared.
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