Chapter 0046 is not as good as the chief adult playing snake
Li Wuxie's black sword looks rough, but the sword pressure is extremely delicate.
The tip of the sword is very sensitive and can automatically sense the target's spiritual pressure and spiritual rate, and then adjust its own sword pressure to be the same as the opponent's spiritual pressure and spiritual rate to perform a resonance attack.
This is an extremely high-level swordsmanship that far exceeds the level of an immortal!
If it was an ordinary Immortal Master's swordsmanship, how could Lu Ya take a fancy to it?
Except for Lu Ya, no one else present could understand this attack.
The black sword advanced quietly, causing ripples in space, and slowly stabbed Lu Ya's chest.
The reason why he did not stab Lu Yaxiantai was because Li Wuxie felt that his crime was not worthy of death.
Li Wuxie knew very well who Xu Yinglong was.
Seeing Lu Ya crushing Xu Yinglong's head with his kick, he even wanted to clap his hands and cheer, but due to his status, he had to strongly condemn him.
As long as Lu Ya doesn't open his mouth, he can completely suppress what happened today on his own.
But the problem now is that this Elder Lu who appeared out of nowhere is really too tyrannical!
Do you even dare to ask for Xianting’s review ship?
If there were a high-level female deacon here, wouldn't you want to sleep with the female deacon?
What Li Wuxie didn't know was that Lu Ya, the high-level deaconess Jiu Huxian, had already slept with her and trained her into a tool.
As long as Elder Lu is here, today's matter cannot end.
He must be beaten into Xu Yinglong's state before things can end.
He must use this sword!
street.
Cliff edge.
Another six fairy ships.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated.
In their eyes, Li Wuxie's sword represented the irresistible power of Xingtian in Immortal Court.
For a moment, the entire Fukong Mountain became quiet.
On Jianping, Xiaozhuquan Mountain.
Liu Xuanye stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his hands, frowning slightly, watching quietly, trying to understand this sword.
high altitude.
The Wine Fox Fairy sat cross-legged on the giant gourd. Regardless of his shoulder injury, he crossed his arms with the wine gourd on his chest. He lowered his head and took a sip from time to time, as if he was watching the show indifferently.
The cliff edge of Qingluan City Square.
Ning Zhongzi looked up, his broad mind rising and falling slightly, the palms of his sleeves sweating, and his steady breathing became unusually disordered...
not far away.
Zhang Pingzhi's excited heart rose to his throat.
At the same time, I felt it was a pity that dying by Li Wuxie's sword would be too honorable and not shameful enough.
The others held their breath and concentrated.
I don’t know when it started, but all the spiritual pressure calmed down.
The black sword moved forward slowly.
The seven-foot long sword is longer than Lu Ya is tall.
The blade of the sword is broad and thick, thicker than Lu Ya's arm.
The sword pressure was calm, even calmer than Lu Ya's.
The wind stopped.
sword……
It also stopped.
Yu Lu Ya stopped a foot away from his chest!
It's like hitting a calm pool. No matter how the black sword stabs the water and stirs up resonance, it can't create even a single ripple in the pool.
"Um?"
Li Wuxie was slightly startled.
He knew that Lu Ya had hidden some strength, but his sword could not be blocked by his strength.
Could it be that this boy is actually a master of swordsmanship?
Li Wuxie's Qi sea wavered slightly and suddenly gained strength.
The space suddenly shook.
The black sword strikes again!
Once again, no progress was made...
Li Wuxie's expression darkened, and the pressure of the sword continued to rise, but it could not penetrate a foot of space in front of Lu Ya's chest. In the end, the tip of the sword could not withstand the pressure and dissipated in the wind.
The black sword advanced at a speed visible to the naked eye, shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly dissipated, as if it had been turned into ashes.
Did Li Zhishou's sword self-destruct?
Everyone was a little confused and froze in place for a while, trying to understand this strange scene.
Li Wuxie's heart was slightly shaken, but his face remained calm. He asked indifferently from a few feet away:
"Who are you?"
At the same time, he did not expect Lu Ya to declare his family status.
The corners of his eyes gathered slightly, and an extremely sharp and extremely hidden consciousness penetrated into Lu Ya's body!
This spiritual consciousness was like the spring breeze turning into rain, but it was as sharp as a sword. Without Lu Ya noticing, he could detect the details of the Immortal Platform in this child's body and the vague images in his memory.
Li Wuxie secretly closed his eyes.
Looking inward through layers of fog...
He saw fairy mountains one after another!
In the early morning, on the wide sword dancing terrace.
A young man with strong features and a delicate face was wielding a long sword. Along with the boring sword swinging movements over and over again, the picture of his life gradually emerged.
He becomes an Immortal King at the age of seven.
Eighteen-year-old immortal master.
Sixty-year-old Immortal Sect.
Three hundred year old immortal.
A thousand-year-old immortal saint.
The three thousand year old Immortal Emperor.
His path of spiritual practice was fast, upright, and meticulous, without making any mistakes.
He had been practicing secretly until the Immortal Emperor came out of the sect, and in an instant he became famous in Xiting Continent!
He was directly recruited by Xiting Jiange and joined the senior management of Jiange. His future was bright.
Slaying demons and ghosts time and time again, he rose to the rank of Nine-Star Immortal Emperor in just a thousand years. Just before he was transferred to the Immortal Court Headquarters, during a mission to exterminate Immortal Tail——
He meets the woman of his destiny.
A snake fairy.
Then……
There's no after that.
After this incident, his cultivation level dropped to the Immortal Realm at the speed of light, and he was demoted to the Caiyun Immortal Domain by the Immortal Court Headquarters, where he became the leader of the Immortal District in the remote Dongfu Immortal District.
From then on, he started living a hazy life of never leaving his hand with the porcelain sand pot and never leaving his mouth with wolfberry tea.
Seeing this, Li Wuxie was sweating profusely and suddenly woke up.
This... is not Lu Ya!
This is your life!
Li Wuxie's eyes froze, and his eyes were horrified, as if he was seeing a huge wave in the sky.
It's like standing in front of a mirror, everything about yourself is invisible.
Why did I see my whole life in this guy's body?
Li Wuxie was sweating profusely, feeling terrified, and tried to calm down his emotions.
Observing again, I found that Lu Ya still had no spiritual power fluctuations at all.
Something's wrong!
Even the Immortal Emperor's divine consciousness was far from Lu Ya's full-level divine consciousness. He couldn't even imagine what it was like.
Could it be...
Li Wuxie suddenly thought of a legendary good-for-nothing physique. Although its Immortal Platform cannot practice cultivation, it is as smooth as a mirror and is immune to and rebounds all spiritual energy penetration. It is called the Mirror Immortal Platform!
Could this person be the legendary Mirror Sendai?
Because it is Mirror Sendai, is it immune to Liu Xuanye’s Kfu restriction?
Because it is a Mirror Sendai, it is immune to his resonance swordsmanship, causing the black sword to collapse and dissipate under his rising spiritual pressure.
Everything makes sense!
Li Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief and said meaningfully:
"Young man, you have an excellent physique."
Lu Ya just smiled and said with the same meaning:
"Not as good as Master Zhishou playing with snakes."
"puff--"
Li Wuxie's waist ached, and he almost spat out a mouthful of black blood!
My eyes were dizzy and black, and I felt like the whole sky was shaking.
His face was much paler, the bags under his eyes were much heavier, and his temperament suddenly became depressed. He even had the urge to take out the purple clay pot and take a sip of tea...
Is this guy the devil?
Lu Ya felt that Li Wuxie looked more natural like this.
"The black sword just now has its own form, but it has no soul. Take out your imperial sword while the medicinal power of the wolfberry is still there."
Saying this, he casually took out the most ordinary iron sword.
"It seems like I haven't drawn my sword for a long time."