The Xuan Bing Feng Blood Sword pierced through the space, pointing directly at Leng Qingqiu with unparalleled speed and power.
When Lu Xuan issued the sword of unity of heaven and man for the first time, the disciples did not pay enough attention to it, but now when all their attention was focused on this sword, they realized that this sword was actually so Even if they cannot see through the essence of this move with their eyesight, the power of heaven carried by this move alone is enough to dazzle them. This is the instinctive awe of warriors towards heaven.
The long swords in the hands of some disciples could not help but tremble slightly at this moment, making gentle sword sounds, as if thousands of swords were paying homage to the Xuan Bing Feng Blood Sword.
Not only are they worshiping the Black Ice Phoenix Blood Sword, but they are also worshiping the sword used by Lu Xuan. The Black Ice Phoenix Blood Sword is a spiritual weapon. Even if the weapon spirit is gone, its power will not be affected at all. In their field, spiritual weapons are almost supreme, and the sword of the unity of heaven and man is the first form of the ninth level of the heavenly sword. If they can use this sword, it will be their glory.
The shocking sword struck instantly. Leng Qingqiu couldn't avoid it. He had to shout angrily and forcefully draw out the sword. It was still a blood-dropping sword style. Only with this sword could he be qualified to compete with Lu Xuan. Yes, The situation now has undergone a shocking reversal. It is no longer Lu Xuan who resists Leng Qingqiu's attack, but Leng Qingqiu who resists Lu Xuan's tricks. If he cannot resist, Leng Qingqiu will be the loser!
Defeat, this is something Leng Qingqiu cannot accept no matter what. Whoever loses, he cannot lose at the hands of Lu Xuan.
"Break it!" Leng Qingqiu roared angrily, and he pushed the blood dripping style to the extreme. In an instant, six swords were fired in a row, which had broken through the previous five swords. After this move. Leng Qingqiu almost felt exhausted.
Why is the Blood Drop Style called the Blood Drop Style? That's because it requires burning essence and blood to activate it. Drops of blood are not just an adjective, but real drops of blood, and they are not ordinary blood. It is the essence and blood that is vital to warriors! precisely because of this. Only the dripping blood style has this extraordinary power.
In order to teach Lu Xuan a harsh lesson, Leng Qingqiu chose the self-injury and bleeding style for the first time. Although he achieved extremely dazzling results and smashed a high-grade human-level treasure in one fell swoop, Lu Xuan was unyielding and Leng Qingqiu had no choice but to take action a second time. Unexpectedly, the second blood dripping style was actually broken by Lu Xuan. This time, it was the third time that Leng Qingqiu used the blood dripping style. He burned blood essence three times in a short period of time, even with Leng Qingqiu's background. He was also a little overwhelmed. He only hoped that this sword could successfully defeat Lu Xuan. Otherwise, this battle that he thought he was sure to win might take unexpected changes.
The two have entered into the most intense fight, and no one can retreat. Facing Leng Qingqiu's ultimate explosion, Lu Xuan's expression was extremely indifferent, and he moved forward without any fear.
With the Xuan Bing Feng Blood Sword in hand and the Nine Heavenly Sword in hand, no one can stop Lu Xuan's progress. When a sword comes from the west, the whole world bows its head. How can it be stopped by the mere desolate Qingqiu? !
Ding!
The sword tips collided, and the sharp sound almost pierced everyone's eardrums. At this moment, many disciples who were not strong enough actually became deaf for a moment.
But no one cares about these things. Everyone clenches their fists and stares at the two people in the center of the hall without blinking. They are concerned about the outcome of this battle. Who will win and who will lose? Was it Leng Qingqiu who defeated Lu Xuan forcefully and maintained his well-deserved title as senior brother, or was it Lu Xuan who came from behind and successfully counterattacked Leng Qingqiu as a new direct disciple.
Taking the middle of the confrontation between the two as the explosive point, a violent shock wave of Yuanli erupted. This time the force of the backlash was stronger than before. Being impacted by this shock wave, Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel his chest stagnate. As if being hit by a heavy hammer, his breathing became a little unsmooth. Fortunately, the effect of the Renshui divine pattern quietly unfolded, and a sense of coolness rose from his limbs. Lu Xuan suddenly felt as refreshed as drinking nectar, and the pressure came from his chest. Got great relief.
On the other hand, Leng Qingqiu was in extremely poor condition at the moment. He had burned the essence and blood in his body three times in a row and had already endured a huge load. Now he was hit by such a violent counterattack. How could he withstand it? There are no Wutu Divine Patterns and Renshui Divine Patterns for protection.
I saw Leng Qingqiu was instantly shaken back by the powerful impact. His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood had already surged up. Leng Qingqiu wanted to hold it back, but his condition was so bad that he couldn't hold it in any longer. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood flowed up. Squirted out.
As this mouthful of blood spurted out, Leng Qingqiu felt that his body suddenly felt much better, but he was not happy at all, because this meant that he had lost in front of Lu Xuan. His body felt better, but his face was completely ruined. Losing the bottom one was more uncomfortable for Leng Qingqiu than getting him seriously injured.
Ever since he achieved great strength, looking at the entire Xuanbing Pavilion's disciples, who can make him vomit blood? Maybe Zhao Bing'er has this strength, but the two of them have never fought head-on.
As expected by Leng Qingqiu, as he spurted out a mouthful of blood, the whole audience instantly burst into an uproar. After two head-on fights, Leng Qingqiu was evenly matched with Lu Xuan for the first time, but was defeated by Lu Xuan the second time. He was beaten until he vomited blood and flew away.
If Lu Xuan was also seriously injured, it might be easier for the disciples to accept it, but looking at Lu Xuan like this, he is obviously much better than Leng Qingqiu. Whether he is injured or not cannot be faked.
Only then did they remember that Lu Xuan's protective ability was extremely abnormal. Leng Qingqiu couldn't bear the same counterattack force, but Lu Xuan might not suffer much harm.
"I can't believe it. In all my years in Xuanbing Pavilion, this is the first time I've seen Senior Brother Leng in such a mess. He was beaten until he vomited blood."
"The sword strike that Lu Xuan made just now was so fast. In my opinion, that strike was almost at its peak. It was definitely the strongest sword strike I have ever seen in my life. No wonder it can compete with Senior Brother Leng's Blood Drop Sword Technique. "
"Don't ignore the sword in Lu Xuan's hand. A sword that looks so broken can actually withstand such a strong collision. What kind of weapon is this? How powerful would it be if it were intact? ?”
"No wonder Lu Xuan has been carrying it on his back. Now it seems that this sword is Lu Xuan's real trump card. It may be an earth-level treasure."
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There was a flurry of discussion, and all the disciples spoke highly of Lu Xuan's amazing performance just now, especially the mysterious broken sword in Lu Xuan's hand, and the unknown martial arts that were enough to compete with the Blood Drop Sword Art, which aroused a lot of attention. They are extremely curious.
"Lu Xuan is really unfathomable." Su Chuan'an sighed softly. With his status and strength, it is already rare to be able to make such an evaluation of Lu Xuan.
Yang Wen-li nodded in deep agreement and said: "That's true. I'm afraid no one expected that Lu Xuan would use another trump card at this moment, and he also successfully suppressed Leng Qingqiu."
There is another sentence that Yang Wenli has not said, that is, he already thinks that he is not as good as Lu Xuan. Even if Leng Qingqiu suppresses his strength at the sixth level of refining the gods, he will not be Leng Qingqiu's opponent. Apart from anything else, just It's a blood-dropping sword technique, so it's not something he can resist. The most likely outcome is that he will end up like Lu Xuan before, with his sword shattered and people defeated.
Lu Xuan became more and more courageous as he fought at this moment. He fired out two moves in succession, which made Lu Xuan feel extremely happy. He had just broken through and he urgently needed a battle to test his strength. The current result is, It made him extremely satisfied.
Successfully suppressing Leng Qingqiu made Lu Xuan full of confidence. His bright eyes stared at Leng Qingqiu again and shouted: "Come again!"
Hearing this, Leng Qingqiu's eyes flashed with a look of disbelief. Could it be that Lu Xuan still had the ability to deliver the blow just now? How can it be! It is impossible to release attacks of this intensity continuously. Even if the energy is abundant, the body is not strong enough to withstand it. If it is used forcefully, I am afraid that I will have been severely injured before killing the enemy first.
But no matter how much he refused to believe it, a familiar light flashed on the Xuanbingfeng Blood Sword. The dazzling and brilliant sword light, an almost perfect sword, fell in Leng Qingqiu's eyes, but there was no sense of beauty at all. , he only felt that this sword was a deadly death, and in his current state, he could not resist it at all.
Admit defeat? Leng Qingqiu believed that as long as he admitted defeat, Lu Xuan would never continue to attack, but who was he? He is Leng Qingqiu! The well-deserved eldest disciple of Xuanbing Pavilion, Leng Qingqiu is known to everyone!
How could he, Leng Qingqiu, take the initiative to admit defeat to a new direct disciple? What's more, this new disciple was none other than Lu Xuan, whom he hated so much that he dared to mock him in person and steal his woman! If he surrenders to Lu Xuan, the majesty he has accumulated over the years will be wiped out, and his face will be lost!
Under the gaze of countless disciples, Leng Qingqiu once again raised the sword in his hand. He even forgot to wipe away the blood stains on the corner of his mouth. He looked completely different from his usual coolness and looked extremely embarrassed.
The luster in Lu Xuan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he looked at Leng Qingqiu with a downward gaze. His whole body suddenly shot out, with a long sword like a rainbow, pointing directly at Leng Qingqiu!
Seeing that Lu Xuan was still in good condition and was not pretending, Leng Qingqiu broke the last trace of fantasy in his heart, shouted sharply, and rushed forward despite the strong pressure brought by the unity of heaven and man!
The speed of both of them was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, the fourth head-on collision began between them.
Lu Xuan's eyes were extremely sharp and he shouted: "Give it to me, break it!"
The fierce power brought by the Xuan Bingfeng Blood Sword, under Lu Xuan's control, all acted on the long sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand. Although it did not have the extremely penetrating power of the blood-dropping style, it had a dripping power. The absolute power cannot be compared with the blood style. More importantly, the material of Xuanbingfeng Blood Sword is not comparable to this ordinary treasure.
boom!
The long sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand was like an egg hitting a stone, instantly shattering into countless pieces...