As a master of swordsmanship, Mo Xiaojian's eyes were full of incredulity when faced with such a mysterious sword power.
How can this be?
How can such a broad heavy sword perform such mysterious sword moves? How is this possible?
Mo Xiaojian shouted unwillingly in his heart.
In terms of age, Mo Xiaojian is nearly ten years older than Li Erdan.
In terms of background, Li Erdan was just a minor cultivator.
And he is such an ant that he looks down upon.
His physical body has reached the bone-forging realm, and his strength has completely matched his own.
Even with his swordsmanship, which he was proud of, he was now inferior to others in front of others. This made Mo Xiaojian, who had always been proud, feel severely hit.
"I'm not convinced."
Mo Xiaojian, who was roaring, flew with the magic sword in his hand, waving the sword shadow all over the sky, trying to block the fierce attack with an airtight sword curtain.
However, the densely falling petals were almost overwhelming. Although most of them were blocked by Mo Xiaojian, there were still a few sword energy wrapped in petals that passed through the defense and pierced Mo Xiaojian's body.
"Pfft.
"Pfft..." The sound was endless, and each sound was accompanied by a string of bloody swords flying out. In just the blink of an eye, five or six holes were pierced on Mo Xiaojian's body. Fortunately, the key point was still
He was defended by Mo Xiaojian.
"Ah..." A miserable scream echoed throughout the world.
The next moment, Mo Xiaojian's body struggled and shook a few times before falling to the ground.
From Li Erdan getting up to drawing his sword, to Mo Xiaojian falling under Li Erdan's sword, it only took a few breaths. Many people were still in a state of confusion. Mo Xiaojian
He has already fallen down.
For a moment, the entire world and time seemed to have stopped, and everyone stared at this incredible scene in stunned silence.
An old beggar who had taken a fancy to Mo Xiaojian grabbed his beard with his hand and forgot to let go. He just pulled off a few beards without noticing any pain.
"Wow!"
After a brief silence, someone finally reacted, and the noise suddenly came to mind.
"Holy crap! Mo Xiaojian actually lost, and Li Erdan actually won."
"What kind of swordsmanship did that guy perform just now?
Why is it so powerful?"
"Damn it, who said just now that Li Erdan's background is not enough? Who said he overestimates his capabilities? Hurry up and stand up for me."
Amid the boiling sound, the young man with a strong thirst for knowledge looked at the old man beside him.
At this time, the old man Tianbeg looked red with shame and looked ashamed.
When he felt the young man's eyes on him, the old man Tianbeg had the urge to find a crack in the ground and burrow down.
This time I was pretending to be cool, and my old face was completely lost.
Just now, he was boasting about his boasts, and he was still giving advice to young people, relying on his elders to show off his talents, but he was slapped in the face so quickly, and the slap was really loud.
Among the crowd, Feiyu Zongfuqiang, Wan Caixia, and Han Shan, brothers and sisters, all had their eyes widened at this time, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
"Li Erdan actually won?"
Wan Caixia seemed to be talking to herself, and seemed to be asking her two senior brothers, not to mention how complicated her expression was.
"Why!"
Fu Qiang let out a long sigh, and his whole expression became a little depressed.
If Li Erdan was defeated by Mo Xiaojian, Fu Qiang would feel more balanced.
However, the result now is that Li Erdan has won, and the three brothers and sisters named Fu Qiang feel ashamed and ashamed.
Thinking about the bullshit that the three senior brothers and sisters had boasted along the way, and recalling Li Erdan's attitude at that time, the three senior brothers and sisters finally realized at this moment that they were a fucking joke.
However, while countless people were discussing, no one noticed that at this time, the victor, Li Erdan, had an extremely solemn expression, his eyes were dim, and he stood straight in the position where he had just performed the Demon-Slaying Style.
The long sword in his hand still maintained the posture at the last moment when the sword was drawn, and the whole person looked like a statue, motionless.
Suddenly, there was an inexplicable energy fluctuation between heaven and earth, which began to converge crazily towards Li Erdan's location.
The people present were all warriors, and they had always been extremely sensitive to the various energies between heaven and earth. When they felt the fluctuations in Li Erdan's place, their eyes widened for a moment.
"Damn it! This kid is not trying to break through, is he?"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
Everyone's eyes were focused on where Li Erdan was.
Among the crowd, the ashamed old man Tianbeg suddenly burst out with an extremely sharp light in his turbid eyes.
"Epiphany, this kid actually had an epiphany."
Although the old man Tianbeg, when judging Li Erdan's strength, somewhat missed the mark.
But in terms of vision, Old Man Tianbeg is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, and he must be far superior to others.
Everyone else thought that Li Erdan was about to break through. Only the old man Tianbeg had a better vision and knew that Li Erdan had an epiphany.
"Holy crap! Is it true? This kid got an epiphany after fighting with someone?"
"Oh my god, this kid's life is so good, he actually has an epiphany."
Regarding the sudden enlightenment, the people in the martial arts community at the scene still knew about it. They knew how much benefit the sudden enlightenment could bring to a martial artist, and they all looked at Li Erdan with envy.
Even a strong man like the old man Tianbeg had a look of envy on his face when he saw this scene in front of him.
Take the old man Tianbei, for example, he has never entered this mysterious realm of enlightenment in his whole life.
If this old monster knew that Li Erdan had achieved enlightenment for the third time in his short martial arts career of about two years.
If he knew this, the old man would be jealous to death.
At this moment, Li Erdan's mind was completely immersed in the sea of consciousness. The sea of consciousness kept transforming Mo Xiaojian's sword skills in the four seasons. Every move and every style was so clear and clearly imprinted on Li Erdan.
In Erdan's mind.
In the dark, Li Erdan seemed to have caught something, but he didn't know what he was grabbing.
This strange feeling made Li Erdan feel extremely anxious, and his mood suddenly became irritable.
With his mind so agitated, the mysterious sword moves imprinted in his mind suddenly became blurry.
Feeling the changes in the sea of consciousness, Li Erdan felt even more anxious.
At this moment, Li Erdan urgently needed someone to give him some tricks, so that he could understand what he was trying to catch for no apparent reason.
But what makes Li Erdan anxious at this moment is that he will never wake up from this state at this moment. Once he wakes up, this enlightenment will eventually be interrupted, and he will miss this opportunity for enlightenment in vain.
At this moment, Li Erdan felt extremely regretful. Why did he use the Demon-Slaying Style just now?
How great would it be if I didn't beat Mo Xiaojian to the ground?