Young Master Xun was furious, mysterious light erupted from his body, and the dispersed streamer quickly merged into one.
"It's just that I underestimated you. If that's the case, don't blame me for bullying you, Wuming Pai!"
As soon as the words fell, the streamer turned into a huge sword, with great momentum, cutting down from the sky.
Xie Wenhan gasped: "Nephew Lu..."
Just now I felt that the so-called Kyushu Great School's moves were decent enough, but I didn't think it was too strong. At this moment, the other party showed his sharpness, and she finally knew that she was short-sighted.
With this move, I am afraid that the mountain will be split open, right
When Mr. Xun made his move, Zhuo Jiangui waved his hand, released the light of the sword, covering many disciples.
Facing the huge sword, Lu Mingshu didn't change his face, and slightly curled the corner of his mouth: "Zhou Liuzong, this is still plausible!"
She even lifted the sword just like that, and went up to meet him.
"Senior Sister Lu!" Yuan Rong shouted in fright.
Miss Hua looked at her contemptuously, and smiled coldly: "How dare you face Senior Brother Xun's Heaven-Splitting Sword head-on, you really don't know how to live or die!"
This is the unique skill of Master Xun's lineage. When gathering strength, no matter how powerful a martial artist is, he dare not say that his strength is stronger than it. Ms. Hua has seen it many times, and most of the other disciples who competed with Mr. Xun were defeated by this trick.
Lu Mingshu didn't care, she jumped forward to meet him.
The light of the giant sword shone on her face, and her face was calm.
Just when the two touched, the Moon God Sword in her hand turned into a clear light, and she raised her arm, only to hear the sound of "ding ding ding ding", which became extremely ear-piercing because it was too dense.
Yuan Rong and the others couldn't help covering their ears with their hands, not to mention those Fusion Realm disciples!
Sword lights crisscrossed and air waves roiled, submerging her figure. Except for the sound of sword strikes, they couldn't judge the situation at all.
Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling sound and a muffled sound of "Boom—", all other sounds disappeared, and the sword light and streamer also gradually subsided.
When everything was calm and everyone raised their eyes to look again, Lu Mingshu was standing there, holding his sword.
There was nothing unusual about Mr. Xun, holding his folding fan tightly in his hand, as if the two of them had never played at all.
It's just that Mr. Xun's face is too ugly, too ugly to be ignored.
"Brother Xun?" Miss Hua was at a loss. She thought that her senior brother would definitely win, but seeing Mr. Xun's appearance, she was not sure. If he wins, why does senior brother look so stinky
Yuan Rong's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly realized that the folding fan in Mr. Xun's hand was a bit wrong.
"His fan is broken!" Yuan Rong exclaimed.
Everyone looked at it immediately, and sure enough, the folding fan that was shining brightly before was now dimmed, and the fan bones seemed to be broken...
So, did Lu Mingshu win
Everyone in Jiuyao Palace looked at her expectantly.
"Thank you Mr. Xun for your advice." Lu Mingshu clasped his fist at him with a calm expression.
After a while, Mr. Xun said: "I would like to admit defeat. The extra supplies will be sent to your faction later!" Then, he waved his sleeves, "Junior Sister Hua, let's go!"
"Senior Brother Xun!" Miss Hua was taken aback. What do you mean by that? Brother Xun lost? how is this possible!
"It was her who cheated, right?" Miss Hua immediately found a reason, "It was clear that you had the upper hand just now, how could it be possible!"
"Shut up!" Young Master Xun was no longer as personable as before, and shouted sharply, "I am a disciple of Zhou Liuzong, if you lose, you lose. What excuses are you looking for?!"
"Brother..." Miss Hua was dumbfounded by his scolding.
Mr. Xun didn't even look at her anymore, he raised his hand and rolled Miss Hua to his side: "Let's go!"
He didn't even say hello, just fled so far away.
"Hi!" Yuan Rong shouted behind them, "Jiuyao Mountain is far away from Zhongzhou, Mr. Xun, don't you need us to send it?"
As soon as he finished shouting, An Tongchen slapped his head: "You girl, you still provoke after winning!"
Yuan Rong was in a good mood, and was very happy to be photographed. He made a face against Mr. Xun's background: "Isn't it awesome just now? Was I taught by my Senior Sister Lu? You deserve it!"
The atmosphere at the scene was full of joy, and many people laughed in unison.
Just now many people thought they were going to lose, not because they were too pessimistic, but because the conditions are here, Gu Xia wants to compare with Kyushu, the difference is too much. In the past eight years, the disciples of Gu Xia's Taoist sect have been hit by blows, and they are used to it.
Unexpectedly, Lu Mingshu could defeat Zhou Liuzong's disciples, he was really proud.
Many disciples whistled loudly, expressing the surging pride in their chests. The young ones laughed and danced, unable to calm down at all.
At this moment, Duan Guang returned.
Yuan Rong was taken aback: "What is he doing? Are you unconvinced and want to find trouble? Senior Sister Lu is here, I'm not afraid of him!"
This idea is obviously because she plays too much...
When Mr. Xun came back, his face was still stiff, and he cupped his hands to Lu Mingshu: "I have a question, if I don't get an answer, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep, so please ask the girl to explain."
Lu Mingshu nodded lightly: "Mr. Xun, please tell me."
"It's the last move I made just now, and I can't figure it out. Avoiding the truth is the way to defeat the enemy. The girl knows that my Heaven Splitting Sword is powerful, so why did you choose to face the enemy head-on? Also, the girl is clearly fighting the Heaven Splitting Sword head-on. Encountered, why can't I feel the Heaven Splitting Sword fall on the ground?"
It's not that Mr. Xun has never lost. In the Zhouliu Sect, there are brothers and sisters who are much stronger than him. However, he has never been so aggrieved by losing!
The lightsaber that was clearly transformed slashed down, and the opponent also faced the enemy head-on, but it seemed to be slashing in the void. The dense sound of the sword before was her sword hitting his streamer. How could it be possible to break his sky-splitting sword with this level of counterattack
But the fact is like this, he felt that he gradually lost control of the Heaven Splitting Sword, and finally scattered. Looking again, the fan bones have been completely broken up. After this battle, his divine weapon had to be remade.
Because he lost face, he turned his head and left, but the more he walked, the more uneasy he became.
Does he have any flaws in this divine weapon? If this is the case, even if he goes back to the stove and rebuilds, won't he be helpless when he meets an opponent who understands this point later
Therefore, after trying to lose face, he turned around and asked.
But I heard Lu Mingshu answer: "Mr. Xun, this magical weapon, is divided into one, and its changes are mysterious. It can be said to be extremely exquisite. There is only one shortcoming."
"Oh? Please advise!" Unexpectedly, Lu Mingshu answered so simply, Mr. Xun was overjoyed.
"This divine weapon is not so much a piece, but rather a combination of several pieces. I just hit the sword light at the joint, cut off their connection, and lost the power of unity."
Mr. Xun was taken aback: "This..." Can it be done
He thought about it carefully and froze. When the Heaven Splitting Sword fell, it was so powerful, it was so close, and it was too difficult to avoid the sharp edge and hit the joint! He thought about it for a while, but he couldn't do it at all.
How fine-grained control does this require? How keen observation skills are needed? If so, he really didn't feel wronged at all.