Li Luo was shocked. That day in the Shiwan Mountain, the black sword and the white knife only shattered the Minghong Dao. Apart from the unfathomable internal strength, it did not show much martial arts. Now it seems that it was

At that time, he had not really had the murderous intention to kill Li Luo, and most of it was an indifferent thought. But tonight under the snowy mountains, in front of the virtual realm, the black sword and the white sword did not want to kill Li Luo.

Dodging the killing blow of the black sword and the white sword, Li Luo still had time to have a thought. Maybe these mysterious abilities in him can no longer be called martial arts.

Li Luo was able to dodge the sword, and the black sword and the white sword also let out a light sigh. When he was in the camp, he never noticed the scene when Li Luo attacked the group of gluttonous monster beasts, so he didn't know that besides him, there was another one.

I have also realized the mysterious power that only belongs to the extreme north. If I had known about it earlier, I might have cut off this hidden danger no matter what before entering the virtual realm.

The two of them passed each other, and the black sword and the Xiaomeng sword only made one sound. In fact, the swords had struck each other for more than ten times. The sound was connected into a line, and it was only one sound. Li Luo's face changed slightly, and the black sword was cunning and quick.

This was the only thing he had ever seen in his life, and looking at the look of a black sword and a white sword, it was just an ordinary move that he could easily pick up. It was not difficult for him, but it was not the same for others. This blow shocked Li Luo's right hand holding the sword.

His arms were numb, and if it hadn't been for several chance encounters and the Bing Xin Jue becoming more complete, this single blow would have made him unable to hold the Xiaomeng Sword in his hand.

"Your body skills are even better than your sword skills." Hei Jian and Bai Dao praised him, but the black sword in his hand did not pause at all. When he raised his hand, he made every move without leaving his vital points.

There are many masters of swordsmanship around Li Luo, including those at the master level. However, when swordsmanship is practiced to the depths, there is a balance between speed and slowness, hardness and softness. The sword goes with him, and he carries the sword with his body. The form and the mind in the divine form are in harmony.

Integrate with the Qi, the Qi with the Spirit, the hands, eyes, body, method, steps, spirit and shape are all wonderful, walking like a dragon emerging from the water, as quiet as a civet catching a mouse, dividing Yin and Yang in the hands, hiding the Eight Diagrams in the body, stepping on the nine palaces, and integrating the Qi in the body.

, combined with its various shapes, are all the key to the mastery of swordsmanship, but in the case of black swords and white knives, the so-called essence of swordsmanship is eclipsed. The simplest hook, hang, point, pick, stab, tease,

In his hands, everything can turn decay into magic. The sword is the fastest, most stable, most ruthless, and most time-saving weapon to kill people. All sword moves become useless under the black sword.

Things, even those artistic conceptions of swordsmanship are like this, flashy and flashy. Draw out the sword, kill people, put the sword away, that's more than enough.

After a few moves, Li Luo felt a chill in his heart. Before today, he would never have imagined that someone could use a weapon like this, without asking for artistic conception or moves, only for the results. It was so pure that it made people feel frightened and desperate.

If Li Luo doesn't die tonight, he is confident that in the future, no one in Tiannan Jianghu will be able to beat him in swordsmanship. However, he will have to survive the black sword before he can say that.

Guilun Kuang's gun was thrown aside by him. It was an inch longer and an inch stronger. However, the movement skills of the black sword and white knife had already made Guilun Kuang lose the chance to distance himself. He simply used the Xiaomeng Dao to deal with the enemy, which was more convenient. The black sword

The sword has no moves at all. The only thing the black sword and white sword can do is to coordinate the speed, power, and direction to the most exquisite level. Moves come at your fingertips, turning the complex into simplicity, and this simplicity is extremely simple, Taoism.

The ultimate perfection of Tiancheng is even better than the Daluo Sword's simple and complicated techniques. All the virtual and real illusions and sword skills have become redundant. It seems simple. Even a three-year-old child can't say it, not to mention a master of martial arts.

He could use such swordsmanship, but it was this swordsmanship that left Li Luo overwhelmed, making it extremely difficult to block.

A black sword is already so difficult to defend against. If a white sword is added to the mix, will Xiao Meng Dao alone be able to resist it?

Black Sword and White Sword also seemed to be surprised. As he drew his sword, he spoke calmly and calmly. His tone was gentle and unhurried. If it weren't for the deadly sword in his hand, it would have sounded like a reunion between old friends.

"Your swordsmanship has improved greatly, and is incomparable to what it was back then."

"This knife is also very good. It is far better than your human calamity sword. It must have been obtained from heavenly fire, but you have not yet exerted the true power of this knife."

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Black Sword and White Dao spoke eloquently, as if the present was not a life-and-death battle, but boiling water from the snowy mountains, brewing a cup of Far North tea, burning incense, and sitting down for a long chat with old friends. It was completely different from the calmness of Black Sword and White Dao.

Li Luo's was dwarfed by comparison. The black sword was driven like an arm. Wherever he thought, it was where the sword pointed. If it weren't for the almost beast-like touch, his body would be one step ahead to react. I'm afraid that his body would be dripping with blood at this moment.

, unable to fight anymore. This is the first time in my life that I have been suppressed to the point where it is almost impossible to fight back. Counting the fact that I was ravaged by blood glass, I just didn’t really get angry. Now facing a black sword and a white sword, I can’t get angry at all.

Useful, skills are not as good as others, no matter how hard you try, it won't help. There is an old saying in Tiannan that it is not unreasonable to freeze three feet in a day. The so-called forbearance requires a chance to explode. The black sword and the white sword will obviously not give it.

He had this opportunity, and he had a vague guess that made him suffocate. Even if there was a chance of hurting the enemy, even if the black sword and white knife were cut under the sword, the black sword and white knife might not die, and maybe he would die again if he changed his appearance.

It popped up somewhere else.

Such distracting thoughts are indeed discouraging, but Li Luo has no intention of giving up just yet. He is still waiting for an opportunity to kill with one strike. Even if he faces the most difficult and dangerous opponent in this world, he is still waiting for it.

It has the power to fight. It’s just a shame to say that the power of this battle is indeed the power of one battle. If the mysterious power of the power of space still cannot cause fatal damage to the black sword and the white sword, today next year will be my own.

Death anniversary.

Black Sword and White Knife was not as relaxing as he thought. Li Luo's words of praise for him could only be used to relieve the boredom of Black Sword and White Knife. But he would have misunderstood. Black Sword and White Knife were indeed

Sincere appreciation can block the black sword in his hand. Even if it is not as good as the blood sword and green sword, it will not be too far away, but he may not only have a black sword in his hand.

A dangerous breath appeared out of thin air, without a trace, but there was a shadow when it left, and it rushed towards Li Luoshan's vitals. In the peripheral vision, the night was like blood, nothing could be seen or heard, but that dangerous breath

But the breath clearly pierced my heart.

He moved three feet away and got out of the way of the heart-stopping danger. When he looked again, there was still nothing. Just when Li Luo was lost in confusion, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. Li Luo turned pale in shock.
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