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One thousand eight hundred and twenty-five two fingers!

"Damn it, this evil slave reacted so quickly!"

Hearing Ansou's stern question, Yun Xiao couldn't help but feel his heart sink, secretly thinking that these slaves of the Lu family who had followed Lu Qinwan for many years were indeed not so easy to deceive.

In fact, Yun Xiao never thought that he could really deceive Ansou. He just wanted to delay Ansou for a while, so that Ansou would not be prepared, and then the Yulong Sword could suddenly perform a miraculous feat.

Yun Xiao believed that as long as the distance between the two parties reached a certain level, even if the old guy was a strong man at the peak of Huaxuan Realm, he would never be able to withstand a stab from the Dragon Control Sword, and the situation might be reversed by then.

But who knew that in just a few words, Ansou discovered the trick and used a small trick to find out the truth. This undoubtedly caused some deviations in Yun Xiao's previous plan.

"It seems I can only take a gamble!"

Now that the other party has recognized that Lu Qinwan is not the real person, Yun Xiao also knows that if he talks too much, he will be wrong. If he talks any more, it will only make Ansou more wary, so he can only make a desperate move.

"What on earth are you..."

laugh!

Just when Ansou spoke again, preparing to ask stern questions, a powerful sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded.

Then everyone was shocked to see that the Canglong Emperor Empress Lu Qinwan, who was originally in human form, suddenly transformed into a very ordinary-looking ebony wood sword.

"It's Yun Xiao's wooden sword!"

Some people had sharp eyes, and they had also seen the power of the Dragon Control Sword in Murong's Tomb, so they recognized it immediately, and at the same time they became even more passionate and greedy about the magical wooden sword.

Just now, everyone saw with their own eyes the Canglong Emperor transformed by the wooden sword, and none of them could distinguish it. Such a realistic transformation method was simply unheard of.

If Ansou hadn't been following the Canglong Emperor for many years, he probably wouldn't have been able to recognize her in such a short period of time. If that time came, no one could have predicted what would happen.

"But it's a pity..."

One of the old men shook his head slightly, obviously not optimistic about Yun Xiao's method this time. The reason was because it was too short for Ansou to discover that the Canglong Emperor was fake.

At this moment, the dragon-controlling sword that transformed into a wooden sword was almost ten feet away from Ansou. Since the wooden sword had been revealed in front of people, how could Ansou, as a master at the pinnacle of Huaxuan Realm, not be able to avoid it?

?

Compared to everyone else, Ansou couldn't help but be shocked when he discovered that the Empress Canglong was transformed from a wooden sword. This was really a magical wooden sword.

However, the facts were somewhat different from what everyone thought. Some of them had seen the sharpness of the Dragon Control Sword under Murong's tomb, but the slaves of the Canglong Emperor had never seen it before.

In Anso's view, this wooden sword is at best just as powerful as it can transform into a human form at will. But it is still just a wooden sword. How powerful can it be after being seen through?

Perhaps it was because Yulong Sword had just transformed into Lu Qinwan and Ansou was deceived for a moment, which caused a slight change in his mood, which was always cautious.

In Ansou's heart, even if this wooden sword was transformed into a wooden sword, it would still be an insult to the majesty of the Canglong Emperor. If he could not tear this wooden sword into pieces, it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

So the next moment, everyone saw An Sou suddenly raising the black sword in his hand and slashing at the wooden sword that was stabbing at him quickly. There was a trace of anger in their eyes.

A look of curiosity.

Even those cultivators who have seen the power of the Dragon Sword are a little unsure at this moment. Is Yun Xiao's wooden sword sharper, or Ansou's Black Sword is more powerful?

Of course, most people are not optimistic about Yun Xiao. After all, the gap between the two is too big. The Ansou comes from the Canglong Emperor Palace, and the black sword in his hand is not ordinary at first sight, and may even have reached the holy level.

Low level.

When two swords that seemed absolutely unequal intersected like this, was there any need to say more about the outcome? Therefore, in the minds of most people, Yun Xiao's wooden sword had already been sentenced to death.

Some people even felt that it was a pity that a magical sword that could transform into such a lifelike human body was about to be destroyed in the hands of Ansou. It was really sad.

But what no one saw was that when Ansou made this move, his opponent, the young man in rough clothes, had a look of ecstasy in his eyes.

Originally, Yun Xiao had already made a desperate move, but in his heart, he thought that Ansou, who had discovered the details of Yulongjian in advance, would never confront Yulongjian again.

Who knew that the always cautious old guy would become so aggressive this time and wanted to use the black sword in his hand to counter the Dragon Control Sword? This was really an unexpected surprise for Yun Xiao.

As for the dark sword in Anso's hand, Yun Xiao could also guess its grade. It should have reached the lower level of the holy level, but he was undoubtedly more confident in the dragon-controlling sword under his control.

At least since Yun Xiao obtained the Dragon Control Sword, he has not encountered any opponent in terms of its sharpness alone, and countless cultivators have died under the Dragon Control Sword.

At this moment, Yun Xiao has suffered internal injuries. If he competes with the Ansou again in terms of pulse energy cultivation, he will undoubtedly be unable to recover. What awaits him is that he will definitely be captured by mistake, and may even be disabled and his pulse energy will become worse.

die.

Who knew that the turn of events would come so quickly? When Yun Xiao saw that the Yulong Sword had collided with the black sword in Ansou's hand, the anticipation in his eyes could not help but become several times stronger.

Crack!

Soon after, a soft sound was heard in the sky above Yingrong Lake. Then Ansou felt his right hand light up, and his black sword, which had reached the low level of the holy level, was suddenly broken into two pieces.

cut.

"Oops, this wooden sword is so sharp?!"

It wasn't until this moment that Anso realized how wrong his judgment was. This magical wooden sword, which could transform into a lifelike human form, was truly frightening in its sharpness.

The Dark Sword in Anso's hand was given to him by Lu Qinwan personally. It is a low-level holy weapon. He has always regarded it as one of his most powerful means.

In the past hundred years, countless cultivators have died under Anso's black sword, and several of them have even reached the same peak level of the Xuanhua Realm as him.

To a certain extent, the black sword in Anso's hand is similar to the Yulong Sword. It is also inconspicuous. This will undoubtedly have miraculous effects when fighting against others.

It's a pity that the two are about the same inconspicuousness, but the sharpness is so different that it can even be said that they are not comparable at all.

This can be seen from the moment when the Dragon Control Sword and the Black Shen Sword intersect. The Black Sword, a low-level Saint-level sword, did not even last for a moment before being cut into half by the Dragon Control Sword.

Whoosh!

But the Yulong Sword under Yun Xiao's control didn't stay that long. The moment he cut off the black sword, it stabbed towards An Sou's chest. This was because he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to take away An Sou.

life.

"asshole!"

No matter how unwilling Anso was, after seeing the sharpness of the wooden sword, even if he had the courage to do so, he would not dare to use his chest to meet the tip of the wooden sword.

It has to be said that the servant of the Canglong Emperor reacted very quickly. Seeing the shocking attack of the Dragon Sword, he suddenly turned to one side, and then moved three feet to the left without moving his whole body.

"Zombie body skills?"

Seeing Ansou's movements, Yun Xiao's heart sank. He was naturally very familiar with this movement technique. When he was in Qianlong Continent, he had used this movement technique to defeat many young geniuses.

With this zombie movement technique, Ansou undoubtedly escaped the disaster, but just as he was secretly rejoicing, he suddenly felt a pain in his right hand and subconsciously lowered his head to look.

At this glance, Ansoul's expression changed greatly, because he suddenly saw that the two fingers that originally held the hilt of the black sword in his right hand were missing. Until this moment, the fingertips were pointing towards him.

Red blood gushed out from outside.

It turned out that at the moment when An Sou used his zombie movement technique to avoid the vital point, Yun Xiao also made a prompt decision and controlled the dragon sword to move to the right, intending to cut off An Sou's right arm as the next best thing.

It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as those of God. Ansou's zombie body moved too far this time. De Yunxiao slashed with his sword, only cutting off the outer sleeve of Ansou's right arm, and also cut off the outer sleeve of Ansou's right arm.

little finger and ring finger.

As a result, Ansou was certainly frightened and flew into a rage, and Yun Xiao's face didn't look very good either, because this was very different from his previous plan.

If one could unexpectedly pierce Ansoul's heart directly and kill him in an instant, then this battle of the weak defeating the strong would surely become a classic.

At the end of the day, Ansou's right arm was cut off, and Yun Xiao had a few more chances to escape. But now, just cutting off two of Ansou's fingers, and having the fingers connected to his heart would certainly make him miserable, but in the end, it would be too painful.

It can only be regarded as a skin injury.

After a short period of pain, it probably didn't have much impact on Ansou's combat effectiveness, but Yun Xiao tried his best. Even the power of his ancestral veins had been exhausted, and he didn't have much combat effectiveness left.

In addition to the two parties' own scheming, the bystanders had already looked at this short and thrilling confrontation. The result was completely different from what they had thought before.

Even if these people have seen the power of Yunxiao's Dragon Sword, if a magical wooden sword alone can allow a peak Tongtian Realm cultivator to defeat a peak Huanxuan Realm expert, then they still have to

How to practice hard?

But that young man who didn't follow common sense not only used his wooden sword to cut off Ansoul's low-level holy weapon, the Black Sword, but also cut off two of his fingers. Such an achievement would be enough to be famous throughout the ages, right?


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