Chapter 87 The genius of Nanfu is just a trivial matter.
Lin Rendong's spiritual thoughts dissipated.
At the moment when Lu Jing and Nan Xuehu formally confronted each other.
Because at that moment, the energy and blood in Nan Xuehu's body surged, and it was like a volcano erupting, impacting all directions.
Lin Rendong's spiritual thoughts, which had been burned by Qi and blood just now, could no longer resist such hot Qi and blood, and began to disappear.
But before this spiritual thought dissipates.
Her mind also captured Lu Jing's soul flying into the black wooden sword.
The soul exudes a certain kind of dark golden light, which is extremely noble and condensed.
Compared with the ordinary Yuanshen monks in the Rizhao realm, Lu Jing at this moment seems to have been wandering in the Rizhao realm for decades, refining the Rizhao Yuanshen day and night, making the Yuanshen extraordinary!
"This Lu Jing may have a method of cultivating the soul that can be called a classic, or... he is a genius-level cultivation wizard.
Otherwise, how could we reach this level of cultivation at the age of sixteen or seventeen?"
When that divine thought dissipated.
Lin Rendong, who was sitting in the room, looked slightly focused and serious.
Ning Qiang noticed Lin Rendong's reaction and asked doubtfully: "Miss Liandong, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Rendong woke up with a start and just shook his head slightly.
She thought about it and did not continue to use her spiritual thoughts to watch the showdown between Rizhao and Xueshan, the young soul monk and the young warrior.
Nan Xuehu has reached the limit of the snow mountain, her martial arts skills are running, and many martial arts blessings are bursting out, and a wisp of her spiritual thoughts cannot get close at all.
As for the soul leaving the body...watch that battle in person...
She has never practiced the magical power of condensing the brilliance of her soul.
The soul of a monk who has reached the realm of transformation or above leaves his body and walks in Taixuanjing. The vast brilliance of his soul will inevitably attract the attention of some secret pavilions in Taixuanjing.
Although she didn't know what Lu Jing wanted to do, she felt that since Lu Jing had already decided, she shouldn't disturb him, otherwise she might cause trouble.
Moreover, she didn't know the grudge between Nan Xuehu and Lu Jing, so she didn't think Nan Xuehu would hurt Lu Jing.
Lin Rendong endured the doubts and curiosity patiently, drank tea carefully, and waited for Lu Jing's return.
And in that quiet street.
Nan Xuehu looks at the black sandalwood sword from a distance.
When he met Lu Jing in the Lu Mansion that time, Lu Jing was practicing martial arts. His martial arts cultivation had even reached the entry level and he had begun to cast bones!
At that time, Nan Xuehu was still surprised that Lu Jing actually practiced martial arts.
Because he knew Lu Jing's martial arts skills, Lu Jing made a twenty-day agreement with him on the bridge that day, which surprised Nan Xuehu.
I even felt that Lu Jing wanted to play tricks on him
But today, at this moment.
When the wooden sword in front of him shone brightly, Nan Xuehu finally knew... why Lu Jing wanted to kill him and why he said those words to him.
"Some people are in a low place now, but that doesn't mean they will be in a low place all their lives..."
"So that's what it meant."
Nan Xuehu's heart was a little complicated, with many different emotions mixed together.
But even so, Nan Xuehu's eyes remained calm.
This time, he didn't say a word.
After standing still, he slightly bent his legs.
The violent force poured into his legs crazily, and the knotted muscles squeezed out the bone marrow, skin, fascia, blood, internal organs, furnace, snow mountains, and the power of many qi and blood all over his body.
Then he jumped suddenly!
In those legs, terrible energy and blood burst out.
Nan Snow Tiger also jumped up at this moment!
The physical strength of a strong man in the snow mountain realm is unbelievably powerful.
As soon as he jumped like this, the ground beneath his feet instantly shattered, and he was ejected as if flying, trying to reach Lu Jing's body across a huge distance.
If a Yuanshen monk in the Rizhao realm has not cultivated the treasure body, his body will be extremely fragile.
At this time, once Lu Jing is approached by Nan Xuehu, his soul will most likely become a lonely ghost.
But……
Knowing that his body was fragile, how could Lu Jing let him get close to him?
But he saw that the black sandalwood sword suspended in the air had already shot out.
The sword light pierced the air, like lightning.
The magical power of sun and moon sword light was once again inspired by Lu Jing Yuanshen.
Sunlight and moonlight each occupy the double blades of the black sandalwood sword.
The light surged and seemed to be sharper.
The vitality that had been condensed in the light of the sun and moon sword for many years also circulated, causing the speed of the black sandalwood sword to reach its limit.
The sword flashed and suddenly swept across, sweeping towards the body of Nan Xuehu leaping in mid-air.
The dazzling sword light, carrying the vitality that had been brewing for a long time, almost cut Nan Xuehu in half!
A ring flickered gently between Nan Xuehu's fingers, and blood filled it.
However, he saw Nan Xuehu moving forward bravely, ignoring the terrifying sword light at all, bringing out unparalleled power while lowering his elbow, and struck down with a punch, aiming to hit the black sandalwood sword.
"Ah!"
Suddenly a scolding sound came from the black sandalwood sword.
The voice came and fell into Nan Xuehu's mind.
Even though Nan Xuehu was masculine and strong-willed, yet because he was concentrating on the black sandalwood sword in front of him, the soft sound invaded his mind.
It was like an extremely sharp needle piercing into his mind.
His breath was slightly stagnant and his movements were slightly sluggish.
The sun and moon sword light shined brightly, changing from sweeping to rapid shooting, trying to pierce into the belly of Nan Snow Tiger.
"snort!"
Nan Xuehu snorted coldly, activated his martial arts power, gathered his will, and was able to dispel the pain in his mind in an instant.
But his punch still fell straight down, trying to break the wooden sword in front of him.
Lu Jing Yuanshen stands motionless in the black sandalwood sword.
Nan Xuehu landed with a heavy fist carrying a lot of energy and blood, and Lu Jingmu's sword was also pointed directly at this place.
There was another soft cry.
The black sandalwood sword was knocked down two feet by Nan Xuehu, and powerful energy and blood poured into it. Lu Jing's soul felt as if it was being burned, and the pain was extreme.
But Lu Jing Yuanshen's face didn't change at all.
After being knocked down two feet, Nan Xuehu's legs were chopped off.
Stupid!
The light of the sun and moon on the black sandalwood sword became even brighter, chopping the air and about to cut off Nan Xuehu's legs.
Nan Xuehu's energy and blood also sensed the surging vitality, so he knew that this matter could not be done.
His body twisted, condensing Qi and blood under his feet, thinking that the Qi and blood could use the force to fly backwards.
Lu Jing Yuanshen's eyes moved slightly.
"The sword light has arrived.
How can it not be stained with blood?"
A streak of blood burst out from Nan Xuehu's right leg.
The black sandalwood sword flew past, bringing up little bits of blood!
boom!
Nan Snow Tiger also fell to the ground and shattered three to five green bricks.
The indifference in his eyes...has turned into doubt.
He looked at Lu Jing, who was sitting under the locust tree in the distance. The young man had a calm expression and just settled there.
And the sharp light on the black sandalwood sword has not weakened at all.
It was already dark now.
In this dark night, Lu Jing's wooden sword was still bright.
Just like the blood he sprinkled on the ground.
The blood contained Qi and blood, and also glowed with a faint blood-colored light.
"The concubine of the Lu family..."
Nan Xuehu pondered in his heart.
But Lu Jing's black sandalwood sword came over again.
The angle of this sword was tricky, flying upwards at an angle, and was about to stab Nan Snow Tiger's lower jaw.
Nan Xuehu waved his arms, and his energy and blood fell like a downpour.
Then he bounced up on one leg and swept his left leg across. The energy and blood within three feet was like a storm, covering the surrounding area.
The energy all over his body also poured out like a storm, and the air around him continued to explode.
The power contained in this leg is too terrifying. If it were swept on a real object, even hundreds of years of thick old trees would be swept away!
The strong qi and blood were so masculine that even Lu Jing's soul in the black sandalwood sword in the distance could feel the heat in it.
But Lu Jing was still not afraid.
Wuye Mountain's scolding technique resounded like thunder, piercing Nan Xuehu's mind again.
And the sword light also flew up, directly into the storm of energy and blood.
The sword's light shines brightly, and the sun and moon shine together!
This glow hits the qi and blood, and the sonorous sound is endless.
Nan Xuehu's eyes were calm, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
His right leg, which swept across with great force, hit hard on the black sandalwood sword.
The black sandalwood sword shook violently, but it still penetrated into Nan Xuehu's shoulder like a stream of light.
Even if he is as brave as Southern Snow Tiger, he can't help but frown.
"This sword light is truly extraordinary."
Thoughts flashed in Nan Xuehu's mind.
But his flesh and blood body jumped up again and headed towards the landing scene.
"As long as you can't kill me, you are defeated."
Nan Xuehu was extremely brave, with all the energy and blood in his body condensed on his back. He used a martial arts technique to mobilize every piece of flesh and blood in his body, and mobilized every energy in his body to guard against the black sandalwood sword.
And he moved forward bravely, heading towards Lu Jing's body.
The sun and moon sword of the black sandalwood sword rang out softly, shot out quickly, and swept across the back of Nan Xuehu's neck.
"Clang!"
But a surprising scene appeared.
The sun and moon sword light was extremely sharp, but this sword slashed across the back of Nan Xuehu's neck.
The skin and flesh burst open, and blood and flesh spilled out.
But when the sword light fell on the bones, it was like the collision of gold and iron, and some sparks were born!
From this, we can see why Nan Xuehu, a martial arts cultivator, is so strong and strong, and can withstand a strike of sword light while running the horizontal training method.
But how can the sun and moon sword light be just a sword?
Lu Jing Yuanshen had an idea.
The sword light of the sun and moon flashed through dozens of swords in an instant.
Nan Xuehu's back was bleeding profusely.
But his expression didn't change at all.
He was like a fierce whirlwind, rushing straight into Lu Jing's body.
And all his blood and strength were used to defend against that shining wooden sword!
Lu Jing's physical body was already close at hand.
Nan Xuehu's eyes moved slightly, he clenched his right fist and slammed it down like a heavy hammer, aiming to hit Lu Jing's shoulder.
This will allow Lu Jing’s physical body to lose contact with his soul!
"The concubine of the Lu family has been hiding his clumsiness for a long time...but it's not enough."
Nan Xuehu's eyes were cold and his thoughts were flashing.
But at this moment, the black sandalwood sword flew over quickly, and a soul jumped out of it and fell into Lu Jing's body.
Lu Jing's body suddenly opened his eyes.
The Daxue Mountain Zhenxuan Gong was in full swing.
The mighty surging energy and blood are like waves, one wave after another, and in an instant, it has rushed through a hundred levels.
Lu Jing was sitting cross-legged under the locust tree at this time, looking at Nan Snow Tiger who was very close at hand, and also punched out!
In this punch, all the energy in Lu Jing's body was concentrated, and a lot of energy and blood surged.
As for Nan Xuehu's punch, all the energy and blood were gone, and all the strength was gone.
Therefore, Lu Jing gathered his energy and blood and took Nan Xuehu's punch hard.
And Lu Jing's punch also hit the most vulnerable part of Nan Xuehu's head.
boom!
If you hear the sound of energy and blood impacting.
Lu Jing used his energy and blood to defend himself. After being punched by Nan Xuehu, some blood came out, but Lu Jing swallowed it, his face remained calm.
And Nan Xuehu...
However, Lu Jing punched him hard on the ground.
With the terrifying inertia and terrifying force, the stone bricks on the ground in front of Lu Jing's eyes shattered!
Nan Xuehu was lying on the ground, with blood bleeding from the stem of his head, and blood all over his body was constantly escaping.
But Lu Jing was still sitting under the locust tree.
He stood up slowly, standing erect, looking down at Nan Xuehu lying in the gravel.
His eyes were calm, without sadness or joy.
It was as if defeating this Nanfu young martial arts genius was nothing more than a trivial matter.