As Lu Yong moved forward step by step, the entire Jiangxin Island gradually became dark, until he stopped at the position predetermined by the referee, and the feeling of nightfall eased.
Lu always stood quietly in the same place, his eyes sank, and fell on the handle of the right hand knife, following the mysterious arc, looking at the tip of the knife and the soil pointed by the tip of the knife.
When Lou Cheng approached, he finally raised his head, and his opponent's figure was reflected in his sharp and pure eyes like blades.
It was such a simple and simple look, but Lou Cheng felt as if he was being pressed against his forehead by a magic weapon blade, the hairs on his back stood up one by one, and the surrounding environment was cut out from the world by the knife intent, shrinking into isolation A closed, closed "cage"!
Although not drawing the sword, it is better than drawing the sword!
It was the first time for Lou Chengshang to encounter this kind of vigor and energy competition, and he couldn't help but secretly sighed, there really was nothing wrong with his reputation.
At this moment, he seemed to be exiled in the desolate Gobi, facing the vast night alone, unable to escape, nowhere to escape.
Thoughts flashed through Lou Cheng's mind, and Lou Cheng formed a "ice heart", which condensed into a mass of crimson, golden, and light blue around his body, illuminating the darkness, and resisting the enveloping saber.
The road has never been blocked, and he watched his "five fires" achievements indifferently, each surrounded by each other.
It wasn't until this time that the referee confirmed the situation, raised his right hand, and said loudly:
"Conversation time begins!"
Lu Yongyuan raised his head halfway, looked away from Lou Cheng, looked at the clouds in the distance, and said in a deep and magnetic voice:
"My sword technique is derived from the 'Heitian Wuliangjing', which has been achieved through six years of hard work."
When he said these words, his expression didn't change a bit, his profound and three-dimensional facial features, his sparkling green eyes gave people the feeling of a god and demon, and his neatly combed hair was inexplicably tainted with vicissitudes.
What is he trying to express? Lou Cheng is very clear that the Guanwaimeng is based on the "Heitian Wuliangjing", that is, "Anbu" unique learning, and mixed with a body magic skill.
Lu never waited for the opponent's answer, stared at the horizon, and continued to say:
"In recent years, I often feel the existence of shackles. The predecessors' unique learning is not only a help, but also a cage. My sword technique comes from this, and it is time to get rid of it."
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Lou Cheng's eyes again, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"It took me five full years to re-examine myself and the sword technique, and I finally gained something. Before I met a strong enemy, my instinct defeated the unfamiliarity, and I never cared about using it. The impulse to wield the 'knife' accumulated Strong, this battle comes at the right time.”
After hearing half of it, Lou Cheng roughly understood what the opponent wanted to say.
Lu always mastered what he learned in the first half of his life, and created his own unique sword technique. However, due to the consecutive encounters with similar opponents in the previous rounds, under the strong pressure, he habitually used the original moves, and did not find practical training. Opportunities for new kung fu.
Now, he's going to try the knife on himself.
Before Lou Cheng could speak, Lu Yongyuan handed over the weapon to his left hand, grasped the hilt of the knife with his right hand, and stated half proudly and half calmly:
"As long as you block my nine knives, I will lose this match!"
As soon as this remark came out, the audience listening to the broadcast sound was suddenly in an uproar.
"This, isn't this too contemptuous?" "Nie Qiqi" posted in astonishment.
From her point of view, even if Lou Cheng is facing a strong player with intact titles, as long as he is not the kind of "Dragon King" and "Martial Saint", even if Lou Cheng will lose in the end, the loss will be worse, and he will not be defeated in nine strokes. There is no problem with twenty or thirty strokes, and it is normal to play for five or six minutes!
"That's right!" Yan Xiaoling and "Huan Fan" couldn't find anything else to say in "The Long Night is Coming", so they could only follow along.
This man is too arrogant!
"The Dragon King of Unrivaled World" replied "funnyly": "Among you are the aggressive method of 'Zhan Shen Dao'."
"Eh, that's right." Yan Xiaoling said "scratching her head", "The senior really survived nine knives, will Lu always admit defeat?"
"Sure! In full view, in broad daylight, spit and nail! Unless he doesn't want that old face anymore!" "Unrivaled Dragon King" replied without hesitation.
How can a warrior not care about face
Yan Xiaoling was "doubtful" and asked again: "Then if the senior is not motivated, isn't he digging a hole for himself?"
"Uh, this shows that he is very confident in the sword technique he created!" "Dragon King of Unrivaled World" said firmly.
"Look, you also said that his self-confidence is inflated, he is too contemptuous and arrogant!" Yan Xiaoling changed the subject again.
"..." "Dragon King of Unrivaled World" was speechless immediately, and it took a while before he replied, "Fucker, your IQ is online today..."
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It was the first time for Lou Cheng to encounter this kind of thing, if he said he was neither angry nor angry, he must be lying, but he quickly subdued all kinds of excited thoughts with "Bing Xin", doubting Qi Lu Yong's real intention.
He wants to piss me off
Make me lose my cool and choose to be reckless
No, he should be very clear that I have practiced "Cave Enemy Bing Xin", and similar psychological warfare will not have very good results...
Is it for real
While thinking, Lou Cheng's eyes became as deep as a starry sky, and he replied calmly:
"Then I'll wait to see senior's sword skills."
He neither agreed to the promise of nine knives, nor did he deny it, so there was no trace of it.
Lu Yongyuan nodded slightly, half closed his eyes, and said no more, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.
After a while, the referee at the edge of Jiangxin Island mustered his dantian and shouted:
"start!"
Zheng!
A long and distant sound suddenly came out from Lu Yongyong's scabbard, like a real dragon chanting deep in the abyss, echoing in Lou Cheng's ears and heart.
As soon as the whistling sound of the saber appeared, it reached its peak. Lu Yongyong flicked and let go of his left hand, and suddenly pulled out the world-famous "Zhan Shen Dao" with his right palm.
Turning his back, pulling his shoulders, the light of the saber cut through a distance of more than 30 meters, and slashed towards Lou Cheng.
It seems to have absorbed all the brilliance around it, making itself brighter and purer, making the area within a radius of 20 meters of the building darker and darker, and all kinds of hidden dangers are brewing in the depths .
zzz zzz! The golden, crimson, and lavender colors around Lou Cheng's body were "eroded" by the darkness, shrinking rapidly, almost out of control, like snow meeting the scorching sun at noon.
And in his eyes, that ray of "sky light" was brilliant and dazzling, trembling constantly, and every tremor seemed to contain a change, corresponding to a different way of avoiding it.
At this moment, Lou Cheng seldom hesitated, only felt that it was not good to retreat, nor was it right to defend.
Once you use your movement skills, you may be able to flash the knife light, but you can't escape the terrifying darkness, and vice versa!
This is a natural coordination of double attacks!
Thoughts flashed, and the "god" took a picture outside, Lou Cheng no longer hesitated, followed the final judgment and made a response.
He gathered most of the crimson, light blue, and lavender fireballs that had melted away, turning them into a round of "stars" that did not explode but radiated light and heat.
The moment the darkness was illuminated, he suddenly raised his hands and patted the knife light from both sides. The palms facing each other were deep and cold!
Snapped!
The constantly trembling saber light was like a mosquito, it couldn't escape the palms, and was finally pressed tightly by them.
zzz zzz!
The brilliance gathered on the "Zhan Shen Dao" was about to explode, but was swallowed by the "gloom", and the mud cow disappeared into the sea without a trace.
Use light to black, use darkness to prevent light!
In the blink of an eye, Lou Cheng seized the characteristics of his own "cosmic flow" and made full use of his strengths, showing "stars" on the outside and "darkness" inside, and finally barely blocked Lu Yong's first stab.
But he hadn't seen clearly the appearance of the Zhanshen Dao, and he hadn't felt the coldness of its metal, but he heard the sound of the blade trembling at high speed, and found that there was nothing between his palms!
"Zhan Shen Dao" disappeared, disappeared strangely, as if it never existed!
At this moment, the surroundings were dark, and the long knife seemed to melt into it!
Lou Cheng's premonition of danger rose sharply, he stepped hard, swung his waist and back, and bounced more than ten meters away.
At the same time, he punched "Emperor Yan" and "Ice Soul" wildly in front of him, the white and purple flames alternated wildly with the frost filled with ice crystals.
boom! boom! boom! when!
After a few blows, Lou Cheng's fist covered with heavy Ziyan hit the real object, causing flames to scatter, and the long knife that disappeared from the blow appeared in front of everyone!
Because his feet were not stable during the retreat, after blocking the "Zhan Shen Dao", Lou Cheng swayed and staggered.
At this moment, Lu Yuanyuan suddenly lowered his back, bounced out quickly, and ran around the opponent at high speed, leaving behind nine simultaneous "figures" in an instant.
And each of his "figures" held a long knife and slashed forward fiercely. The light of the knife was deep and terrifying, turning into a torrential rain, covering Lou Cheng.
Lou Cheng only felt that the enemy finally stretched his posture, showing his "original shape", a black dragon with nine heads circled and bit down, opened all nine mouths, tearing at the same time, violent and ferocious!
Most of the "figures" must be remnants, but the knife light can truly be divided into nine parts!
Being attacked in all directions, there was a sense of danger everywhere, Lou Cheng couldn't find a gap to dodge, so he could only condense out a wall of ice suddenly, covering his body.
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang! The light of the knife "teared" the crystal, causing it to fall apart quickly.
Grasping this short-term barrier, Lou Cheng visualized and held his strength.
bang bang bang!
As soon as the "ice wall" was completely broken, he was already full of alchemy, and frantically punched out his white, slightly purple fists, aggression like fire, attack like fire!
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!
With the help of the god above his head, Lou Cheng's machine gun-like fist shattered most of the remaining knife light, and shattered the enveloping darkness. Then, he took a few steps back and pulled out the distance to meet the road that will always come one after another. To the fourth knife.
At this time, Lou Cheng looked fine on the surface, but the clothes on his back were torn, and a foot-long knife edge appeared, the flesh and blood were rolled up, and the color was black.
On the other side, Lu Yonghui didn't take advantage of the situation to bully him, but stood on the spot, and said with a slight hook at the corner of his mouth:
"The three swords just now were called Zhi An, Wu Ge and Jiu Yin."
"It's the fourth knife now."
He paused, and the long knife cut out again, accompanied by that deep and magnetic voice:
"Fangyuan."
The fourth knife, Fangyuan!