"I can't get what I asked for." Lu Zhenxuan was holding a black epee, his blood was surging, and he laughed loudly.
Ling Jianfei floated down from the top of the mountain, like an immortal descending to the world. He stretched out his hand and the indigo blue divine sword turned into a stream of light and flew into his hand.
"Are you sure you want to compete with me?" Ling Jianfei shouted coldly.
Lu Zhenxuan raised his head and said: "Of course, if you lose, you will have to lend me a look at the Purple Jade Divine Wall."
"If you can defeat me, I, the Purple Moon God General, will be fine." Ling Jianfei said with an indifferent expression.
Lu Zhenxuan was holding a black epee, and the innate true essence in his body was rotating rapidly. He was exuding a fiery red aura. Even the black divine sword in his hand became hot and red. He looked serious: "Lu Zhenxuan is here to learn your master's tricks."
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"Back away!" Ling Jianfei held the indigo blue divine sword and looked at the other party with an indifferent expression. His eyes were faintly emitting a blue light, like the boundless sea, unfathomable.
Upon hearing this, the surrounding disciples quickly retreated a large distance, leaving a large area of open space for the two powerful men.
Once a battle of this level spreads, there will definitely be a large number of casualties. Purple Moon God will ask them to retreat, naturally to prevent them from being affected by the battle, and to allow the two of them to fully display their strength.
Two sharp eyes looked at each other in mid-air, full of violent fighting intent.
Hundreds of disciples, including the five great generals and the Saint of Luoshen Mountain, all watched the scene with bated breath.
Oh my God, it seems that the two powerful martial saints are about to start a competition. Luoshen Mountain has not seen this situation for many years. Almost all the disciples feel their blood boiling and they are extremely excited.
They believe that this exciting battle will greatly satisfy their fantasies about martial arts masters.
One is an unparalleled swordsman from the land of Kyushu.
One is the famous Ziyue Divine General in Luoshen Mountain.
Both of them have good backgrounds, and this competition can be described as a battle between dragons and tigers, a showdown between the strongest.
Who among them will be stronger?
It is estimated that more than 99% of the people in Luo Shen Mountain think that Purple Moon God will win. Nothing else. Ever since Purple Moon God took command of Luo Shen Mountain, he has never lost.
Whoosh, Lu Zhenxuan suddenly charged forward, the black heavy sword drew an erratic arc in mid-air, struck hard like lightning, and a harsh burst of air sounded.
"Huh!" Ling Jianfei hummed, his eyes flashing fiercely, and he swung his sword and stabbed out quickly.
The tip of the sword struck the opponent's sword blade like lightning, instantly blocking the opponent's heavy blow.
"Qiang!" a crisp sound sounded, and sparks flew out.
"Let go." Ling Jianfei shouted softly and turned his wrist hard, forming a strange rotation force that was about to make the black heavy sword fly away.
Lu Zhenxuan's expression changed slightly, he quickly drew his sword and retreated. He suddenly turned around, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the opponent. He jumped into the air, holding the crimson heavy sword high, like a god who created the world, and struck a heavy blow.
hack.
"Splitting the Sky and Cutting the Flame Sword!" A loud shout echoed throughout Luoshen Mountain.
Along with this loud shout, a crimson sword light shone between the heaven and the earth, and the hot and surging breath was like a volcano erupting, shaking the heaven and earth.
Ling Jianfei's eyes turned cold and his feet moved sideways like a ghost.
There was a muffled sound of "boom", the ground shook, the mountains shook, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the entire Luoshen Mountain shook slightly.
A terrifying sword mark that was more than ten feet long suddenly appeared on the square, and rubble flew everywhere, leaving hundreds of disciples around stunned.
Lu Zhenxuan's sword almost split the entire square in half. What a terrifying sword move.
Especially Mu Qingxuan, who was not far away, looked at Lu Zhenxuan's back in shock, with a look of disbelief on her face.
How is this possible, splitting half of the square with one sword, how did he do it?
This person is really that powerful. Could it be that he has been playing tricks on himself before?
A series of thoughts grew in Mu Qingxuan's mind, making him full of curiosity about Lu Zhenxuan.
"It turns out that you have understood the way of fire, and you are very talented in performing unique tricks as soon as you come. Unfortunately, this trick does not work on me." Ling Jianfei stood not far away, looking at Lu Zhenxuan coldly.
"How about it, my sword moves will be worthy of your attention!" Lu Zhenxuan looked at the opponent with fighting spirit and a provocative look on his face.
Ling Jianfei sneered: "Stupid, childish. Your sword moves are indeed very explosive, but if they can't hurt me, what's the point? It's just a waste of energy."
Lu Zhenxuan said with an arrogant look: "This is just a small test, I will definitely defeat you with my next sword."
"Very good, I appreciate your confidence." Ling Jianfei smiled lightly: "But you are just a clown."
Whoosh, Ling Jianfei suddenly disappeared from the same place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Lu Zhenxuan.
"Brush!" "Brush!" "Brush!" "Brush!" "Brush!"
With a wave of the indigo divine sword, it instantly turned into countless misty sword shadows and struck Lu Zhenxuan one after another. The sound of sword chants continued to sound, and the waves could be faintly heard roaring and undulating.
Lu Zhenxuan's expression changed, he quickly grabbed the black epee and blocked frantically, and he moved quickly.
"Qiang". "Qiang". "Qiang". "Qiang." "Qiang". "Qiang"...A series of crisp impact sounds sounded, and sparks flew out, like the knocking of silverware.
Ling Jianfei's attack was swift and fierce. His swordsmanship was not only exquisite, but also his artistic conception was completely integrated. One sword after another, each sword was heavier than the other, like surging waves, one after another, continuous, and it seemed that he could sweep Lu Zhenxuan away at any time.
To be annihilated.
After blocking the opponent's twenty-eight swords in a row, Lu Zhenxuan felt a surge of energy and blood in his body, his wrists were numb, and the tiger's mouth was bruised and bloody, with faint traces of blood flowing out.
"If you only have this little strength, just admit defeat!" Ling Jianfei's indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Lu Zhenxuan growled: "You want to force me to admit defeat, I'm dreaming." He suddenly touched his left hand to the waist, and the strange purple light shot out in all directions like a strong wind.
Puff puff...
Ling Jianfei's expression was startled, and he moved away completely. The place where he was originally was instantly slashed with several sword marks.
Lu Zhenzhenxuan held a black heavy sword in one hand and a coiled dragon soft sword in the other. His momentum was rising steadily, and he stared at Ling Jianfei with a cold expression: "How can you underestimate my strength?"
"What a fast sword!" Ling Jianfei's indifferent expression finally changed. He looked at the opponent in shock. To be precise, it should be the two swords in his hands.
At that moment, if he hadn't been able to dodge quickly, he would have been split into pieces by the sword in an instant.
"Purple soft sword?" Mu Qingxuan's beautiful eyes widened instantly, staring at the exquisite purple soft sword in Lu Zhenxuan's hand in shock. She never thought that such a despicable and shameless guy could actually use a soft sword. It was really a bit strange.
Incredible.
She also uses a soft sword, so she naturally knows how difficult it is to practice a soft sword. But this Lu Zhenxuan can not only use a soft sword, but also use a heavy sword at the same time. Can he do two things at once?
If this is the case, then his strength is by no means as measurable as it appears on the surface.
"It turns out that you are a master of using two-handed swords. It seems that I underestimated you before." Ling Jianfei did look down on the other party before and did not put the other party on his own level at all. But after the other party used the two-handed sword technique this time, he couldn't help but
This greatly changed his view of Lu Zhenxuan's strength, and he began to re-examine it in his heart.
There are countless sword masters in the world, and he has encountered all kinds of exquisite sword techniques, but this is the first time he has encountered a master who can use soft swords and heavy swords at the same time.
Among them, this soft sword is called the most difficult sword technique to practice by all the warriors in the world.
But once you master it, you will definitely be a first-rate master among martial artists.
"Hmph, you are pretty good too. You can force me to use unparalleled swordsmanship. You are a rare opponent. But that's just the end of it." Lu Zhenxuan held two swords in his hands, his eyes burning with fanatical fighting spirit, and his whole person's aura
He climbed to his peak state in an instant.
Ling Jianfei stared at the opponent solemnly, his momentum spread out like a wave, and with a wave of his indigo sword, the originally sunny sky quickly turned gloomy.
Almost in the blink of an eye, dark clouds began to gather over the entire Luoshen Mountain, and strong winds blew.
Wow. Wow. Wow, the continuous drizzle spread freely in the sky, like a misty rain curtain blocking the world.
"It's raining." On the top of the mountain, the fire source god general with long fiery red hair looked at the sky of Luoshen Mountain with a look of shock on his face.
The God of Shining Sun, Battle, murmured to himself: "With one sword strike, the power of heaven and earth is stirred up. Ling Jianfei's strength has indeed reached an unfathomable level."
"Master once asserted that senior brother Ling Jianfei is an eternal genius. Within twenty years, it is absolutely possible to enter the virtual god realm. Thinking about it this way, what he said is true." The water source god general with long sea-blue hair and enchanting posture
He smiled calmly.
"Guess who will win this contest?" The lean man with pigtails said with a smile.
Battle crossed his arms and sighed softly: "If you asked me this before they took action, I would definitely say that Ling Jianfei would win. However, it's hard to say now, and the boy who used the double swords obviously didn't win either.
A good one."
The Fire Source God General nodded and said: "Senior Brother Battle is right, this contest is indeed a bit suspenseful. You should have noticed that the boy who uses the two swords has also realized that the sword power is very high, and the two of them cannot avoid it.
It’s a battle between dragons and tigers!”
"Hmph, I believe that senior brother will win. This is not blind trust. In the past few decades, there have been many challengers in Luoshen Mountain. They are still not driven off the mountain. This time, I believe there is no exception." Shuiyuan.
A sweet voice came from the god general's mouth, and his sapphire-like eyes stared at Ling Jianfei's figure, full of admiration.
Battle and Fire Source God looked at each other, with smiles of different meanings on their lips.
In the dilapidated square, Lu Zhenxuan and Ling Jianfei looked at each other nearly ten feet apart, and they both saw a strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes.
Waves of gentle rain spread and soon covered the entire Luoshen Mountain.
When some crystal raindrops fell on the divine sword in Ling Jianfei's hand, they strangely spun around the blade.
