When Barter saw this, he clasped his hands together and sang Sanskrit.
A distant and deep bell rang out of thin air in the snow valley, and Battle's burly body shone with a layer of golden light, quickly forming a huge illusory ancient bell.
It was like a strange golden cover covering his whole body.
Barter murmured to himself, chanted Sanskrit music, and golden characters flew out of his mouth, constantly flying around him.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.....
A series of misty sword lights lit up, striking the illusory golden bell in a frantic manner, as if solid wood struck an ancient bell, emitting waves of deep and distant roaring sounds.
Lu Chen turned into vague phantoms, wielding two swords and slashing wildly around the opponent. He moved dozens of times in an instant, each time moving to a different position, launching crazy attacks from various angles.
Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!...
The dazzling and misty sword light was like a violent storm, striking at Battle in the center again and again.
Battle was shrouded in a huge golden bell, as if a rock in the endless waves was motionless and undaunted.
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!!!
The sword marks were densely covered, the earth trembled, and a layer of the ground with a radius of a hundred feet was violently lifted off. The soil was splashed, and the snow was flying in all directions. It was a spectacular scene.
"Haha, Lu Chen, you still want to defeat me with this level of strength, it's not enough! Come on, show your true ability, don't let me underestimate you!" Battelle laughed loudly, his words full of sarcasm.
Lu Chen's eyes turned cold, and the coiled dragon soft sword in his right hand shook violently, like an angry rattlesnake.
Brush, nine strange purple sword lights lit up, like a dream, it was hard to distinguish between reality and reality, and a sword quickly stabbed at Battle.
Shadow Dance Phantom Sword Technique: Lingxu Nine Swords!
"Hmph, Phantom Sword!" When Battle saw this scene, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he let out a low roar: "Om!"
I saw him reaching out his hand like lightning, and accurately clamped the Panlong Soft Sword, and flicked his fingers fiercely.
A master who practices Buddhism knows his mind and his nature, and all the four elements are empty!
Their spiritual realm far exceeds that of ordinary innate masters, and illusions have no effect on them at all.
A crisp sound sounded, the flexible sword blade instantly bent, and a strong force quickly shook Lu Chen's wrist.
Lu Chen drew his sword and retreated ten feet away as fast as he could. He turned his feet, and whoosh, the figure instantly disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he was already above the opponent's head.
The Xuanqing heavy sword in his left hand was raised high, like a god who created the world. His momentum reached its peak, and the blade could not help but tremble slightly, making a sweet sound, like the tapping of silverware.
The sky and the earth suddenly surged, and a terrifying momentum condensed on the sword blade. It was like the sky roaring, the space trembling, and the sword suddenly struck down in the air, instantly locking Battle below.
Brush, blue light shines.
The first style of Thunder-Splitting Sky Sword: Wrath of Heaven!
The thick sword blade struck the invisible golden mask, as if striking an invisible film. It was not only tough but also had a strange flexibility.
Lu Chen's veins popped up on his forehead, his face turned red, and he shouted loudly: "Break it for me!"
A surging innate true essence circulates rapidly in the Dantian within the body, flowing out along the tendons and veins, and the Xuanqing heavy sword is instantly filled with a layer of blazing flames.
There was just a "click!" sound, and the hazy cover covering Battle's body suddenly burst, and the Xuanqing heavy sword slashed down, hitting Battle's head immediately.
If you are hit, the consequences are self-evident.
At the moment of life and death, Battle suddenly raised his hands violently, clamped the Xuanqing heavy sword like lightning, and smashed it down with a terrifying and thick force, directly chopping the opponent until he was completely buried in the snow.
"Why, it won't end here!" Lu Chen looked down at the other party.
Battle grinned: "Exquisite swordsmanship. It seems that you are indeed an unparalleled swordsman. However, you said this a little too early!"
"I hope your strength can be as tough as your mouth." Lu Chen sneered.
Battle grabbed the Xuanqing heavy sword in vain, swung it with all his strength, and threw Lu Chen away.
Lu Chenren was flying in the air, turned over his waist, and landed not far away.
Barter suddenly shouted: "Be careful, follow my move of Great Compassion Seal."
I saw him stretching out his right palm the size of a cattail leaf fan and raising it to the sky. A layer of golden light emerged on the surface of his body and quickly condensed in the palm of his hand, quickly condensing into a "" mark.
Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand and swatted it at Lu Chen's head from a distance of more than ten feet. For a moment, the golden light flourished, and the "" character seal swelled in the wind, and instantly became the size of a house, and the heaven and earth roared and trembled.
"Humph, are you finally serious? This is interesting." Lu Chen's mouth was slightly raised, but his eyes were extremely cold.
He stretched out his left hand, and the innate true essence of the fire attribute began to flow rapidly, condensing and compressing in the palm of his hand at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Pure Yang Lie Palm!"
He gritted his teeth and roared, then blasted towards the Great Compassion Seal that was angrily photographed in front of him like lightning.
The huge palm condensed with flames and the house-sized "" print collided fiercely in mid-air.
There was a loud bang, the earth trembled, violent ripples appeared in the space, dazzling light shone out, and the entire valley trembled, as if a major earthquake had occurred, and terrible ripples rolled in all directions.
The ground rolled, the ground trembled, and the mountains shook. Like huge waves on the sea, the surrounding snow within a hundred feet was burned and steamed instantly, which was extremely spectacular.
Whoosh, a phantom flickered through the snow and fog, and stabbed Battle not far away with a very fast sword.
"Huh, you, like that person, like to play tricks like this."
Battle stared at his opponent and sneered: "I won't be fooled again."
I saw his feet on the ground, and his whole body quickly expanded like an inflated ball. His body quickly grew taller and stronger, his skin was golden, like a giant Buddha, and his body was surrounded by a layer of golden light.
With a clang, the sharp Coiling Dragon Sword pierced the opponent's throat, as if it were pierced on a steel plate, bending and deforming rapidly, sparks flying everywhere.
Lu Chen saw that the other party was covered in gold and powerful, and his expression changed greatly: "Where did this guy come from? Why are there so many martial arts skills?"
"Boy, be arrogant, don't underestimate your opponent."
"Let you experience my tantric magical power of immortality." Battelle roared, his voice seemed to reverberate in his chest, and he flew up fiercely, waving his fists as big as sandbags, and punched Lu Chen one after another.
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The Panlong Soft Sword has extremely high toughness. It quickly forms an elasticity after being bent, and Lu Chen uses the force to retreat violently.
With a rumble, Battle strode forward, like a demon god, covering several feet with one stride. With one punch, a hole was directly blasted out of the ground.
Facing the fierce Battle, Lu Chen quickly dodged and moved with his sword.
Battle looked like a madman, like a mighty chariot, constantly racing to chase Lu Chen. Wherever he went, the earth trembled, and he was hit with punches one after another.
The strength of his punch was terrifying and astonishing, and an innately strong person had no confidence that he could resist it. Although Lu Chen was confident, he did not dare to fight head-on.
Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!....
The ground exploded, and clumps of snow flew in all directions, quickly creating large craters in the snow valley.
In the snow valley, two figures were entangled with each other, one rushed forward, the other retreated at a very fast speed, and the two quickly rushed to the blind corner of the snow mountain.
If he retreats again, Chase Lu will lose.
Lu Chen's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "Comparing strength, who is afraid of you?"
I saw his left hand inserting the Xuanqing heavy sword into the ground like lightning, his arm muscles swelled, he clenched his palm into a fist, and then struck hard at it.
Driven by the power of the dragon, the green lines quickly lit up, and the strength of his left arm skyrocketed crazily.
There was a muffled sound, and two disproportionate fists slammed together in mid-air, as if two meteorites were hitting each other.
There was a muffled roar, and the violent energy spread in all directions like a snowstorm. Huge cracks opened in the earth. The snow on the peaks around the snow valley was violently shaken, and large tracts of it suddenly fell down, and soon
A massive avalanche forms.
"No, this place is going to be flooded, let's go." Battle looked around, his face changed slightly, then he roared, jumped up, and quickly flew towards the top of the mountain on the rocks behind him.
The snowy demon ape saw the bad opportunity and ran away without a trace.
"Is it over here? It turns out that you are also afraid of death." Looking at Battle's embarrassed appearance, Lu Chen sneered, grabbed the Xuanqing heavy sword, jumped into the air, and turned into a wisp of smoke and flew towards the top of the mountain.
In a few breaths, Lu Chen arrived at the top of the mountain. He looked down at the snow valley and saw that the snow and mist below was filled with snow and mist, like a tide of fog, bottomless.
If it had been a step later, they would probably have been frozen in the snow valley.
On the top of the mountain, the cold wind howled and snowflakes fluttered.
Looking down at the majestic Qianli Glacier in front of him, Lu Chen felt a surge of excitement in his heart.
"The Peerless Sword Master is indeed worthy of his reputation." I saw a burly figure appearing not far behind, it was Battle from the Da Luo Tantric Sect.
Lu Chen turned around, stared at the other person, and said indifferently: "Do you want to continue?"
Battle returned to his normal appearance and said with a smile: "No need, for experts like us, winning or losing is not that important."
"Oh, really?" Lu Chen's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this.
Barter put his hands behind his back and sighed: "Twelve years ago, there was a person like you who came to the grassland with two swords and defeated several divine generals in a row, which shocked the entire Daluo Tantric Sect. Unexpectedly, after many years,
I unexpectedly met someone like him again. Could it be that all of this is God’s will?”
"Who is the person you are talking about and what is his name?" Lu Chen asked, his breathing becoming a little rapid.
Battle said: "His surname is Lu, just like you. He seems to be called Lu Zhenxuan! I am very impressed by him. He is an extremely talented person."
"It's indeed my father." Lu Chen couldn't help but smile with relief when he heard what the other party said.
He once learned from his father's best friend Qin Shuang that his father came to the prairie in his early years when he was traveling around the world. However, he did not expect that his father would actually have anxiety with Battelle.
