Swords clash.
Li Mu's figure flickered and floated high in the sky.
There is still a need for catharsis.
But he became stronger.
It can only be sealed.
A bright red long and narrow chopping knife appeared in Li Mu's right hand.
This battle was like the tip of a needle against a awn of wheat, or a copper pot touching an iron brush.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
Soaked in suffering, life is worse than death.
The sky is filled with flashes of swords and shadows.
The body was sore, numb, and swollen, as if someone who hadn't exercised for a long time suddenly ran a half-marathon. He was almost paralyzed by exhaustion, and the exhaustion of his soul and spirit swept over him like a tide.
Why did this Immortal Lord, who was in charge of the Immortal Court of Dongshengzhou, immerse himself in the bitter spring
Compared with when I just entered this space copy, there is no improvement at all.
Any loss of concentration or negligence will be fatal with one strike from the sword.
The sword flashed.
Soaked in suffering, life is worse than death.
He was not promoted.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
He was not promoted.
call out!
There is no way to fight back.
As soon as the fighting stopped, Li Mu felt endless exhaustion sweeping over him.
"So fast."
Mie Wuyu feels that he is a person who has survived from the ashes of his heart. His heart is filled with the obsession of revenge on Zhenxian Tower. He can endure all suffering. No matter what price he pays, he can accept it, so he can endure it. The torment of the bitter waters.
It’s not that the opponent has become weaker.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
The sky is filled with flashes of swords and shadows.
call out!
After a while.
Ding!
Li Mu was surprised.
Still need to fight.
It can only be sealed.
Boom boom!
"So fast."
He mastered somersault clouds, had sword control skills, and was blessed by the secret of time. In terms of speed, he was never weaker than others, but compared to the faceless immortal holy sword cultivator in front of him, he was still slightly inferior.
I don’t know how long it took.
The power of true energy in the body is still expanding and growing infinitely. It is really like the Big Bang of the universe, extending and growing infinitely.
This battle was like the tip of a needle against a awn of wheat, or a copper pot touching an iron brush.
"So fast."
The holy sword of the Faceless Immortal in white was cultivated in mid-air. He and his sword were chopped into ashes by this sword.
Must go all out.
You meet your opponent in chess.
Not only that, even the power that he was always proud of was suppressed.
And at this moment, sealing the sword, counterattacking, the body's instinct came into effect in one go.
"Huhu..."
The body was sore, numb, and swollen, as if someone who hadn't exercised for a long time suddenly ran a half-marathon. He was almost paralyzed by exhaustion, and the exhaustion of his soul and spirit swept over him like a tide.
Must go all out.
"When I was in the Immortal Lord, I could fight against the Immortal Emperor. When I was in the initial stage of the Immortal Emperor, I could compete with the Immortal Emperor at the peak. According to the time when I reach the peak of the Immortal Emperor, I should be able to steadily suppress the Immortal Saint in the early stage. If you are of the right level, you will actually fall into a disadvantage. It seems that the great gap between the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Saint is not as easy to cross as imagined."
His realm still maintains the perfection of the Tao Immortal Emperor.
Li Mu is like a dancer walking on the blade, constantly turning over the sword of life and death.
While fighting, Li Mu reflected in his heart.
Li Mu was surprised.
"Perhaps, in order to truly pass the level, we must kill this white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator in a direct battle, rather than consuming all his energy before killing him?"
He was multitasking and divided his mind into two parts. He used the Immortal Killing Sword in his right hand and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his left hand, and finally managed to completely block the opponent's attack.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
The holy sword of the Faceless Immortal in white was cultivated in mid-air. He and his sword were chopped into ashes by this sword.
Li Mu's figure kept flickering and retreating.
The sword roared.
Li Mu shouted.
This battle was like the tip of a needle against a awn of wheat, or a copper pot touching an iron brush.
Boom boom!
Li Mu was surprised.
Double sword flow.
All fatigue and discomfort disappeared.
The sword roared.
Fight against each other.
Although this faceless immortal saint in white clothes is probably only the first level of immortal saint.
The sound of metal clashing, as subtle as the collision of needles, was continuous.
Swords clash.
If word spread, it would be enough to make those peak immortal emperors and half-step immortal saints jealous to the point of psychological distortion.
"Huh? Is this true?"
He couldn't retract the sword in time. The light of the sword broke through the void and fell to the ground. With a roar, a crack thousands of meters long was opened directly on the ruined earth. It was bottomless and filled with faint black gas. , all the stone statues, stone walls and buildings were divided into two.
The sword skills of the Faceless Immortal Holy Sword are astonishing. Their magical powers are endless. When used, they all contain great murderous intent. Under the operation of the laws of swordsmanship, an endless sword realm seems to be formed between heaven and earth. A wisp of air can instantly turn into a slash. The Immortal Sword is extremely powerful.
From being suppressed to being equally matched, it only took Li Mu less than a day.
The last one arrived first and chopped up the sword shadows all over the sky.
Cut it out with one knife.
Fight against each other.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white used the power of the intersection of swords to jump back. In mid-air, he suddenly turned into a piece of flying ash without any warning, and slowly dissipated like ashes.
But it should be that the conditions for a certain strategy copy have not been met, so he keeps reappearing after disappearing.
Li Mu is like a dancer walking on the blade, constantly turning over the sword of life and death.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
But after Li Mu calmed down, something very strange happened.
He was not promoted.
Every time Li Mu swung his sword, he seemed to be slow and slow, but he could always get in front of the endless lightning-like sword shadow and protect himself.
This person is the BOSS of this trial space.
At this point in the battle, the white-clothed faceless immortal holy sword cultivator's magical powers and cultivation were obviously pushed to the extreme. His whole body was like a grand silver moon, and his attacks were like a silver moon emptied into the sky and mercury pouring down the ground, reaching its peak.
Must go all out.
His sword technique, after being tempered by the copy space of the ten stone pillars in front, has returned to its original nature, and all methods have been unified. It is different from the previous fancy ones. It can often be used to explore the gameplay and chop into thousands of pieces with just one strike of the knife. Combat skills.
Mie Wuyu feels that he is a person who has survived from the ashes of his heart. His heart is filled with the obsession of revenge on Zhenxian Tower. He can endure all suffering. No matter what price he pays, he can accept it, so he can endure it. The torment of the bitter waters.
Boom boom!
But what about the Eastern Night Blade
You will meet good talents.
Swords clash.
The last one arrived first and chopped up the sword shadows all over the sky.
"Strange."
Li Mu was surprised.
call out!
This battle was like the tip of a needle against a awn of wheat, or a copper pot touching an iron brush.
The body was sore, numb, and swollen, as if someone who hadn't exercised for a long time suddenly ran a half-marathon. He was almost paralyzed by exhaustion, and the exhaustion of his soul and spirit swept over him like a tide.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
His realm still maintains the perfection of the Tao Immortal Emperor.
From being suppressed by the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white in the first fight, to now facing a tough opponent and not losing at all, this change made Li Mu feel faintly excited.
"Looks like I have to defeat the BOSS again... Kill!"
Li Mu waved his sword to meet him.
The sword skills of the Faceless Immortal Holy Sword are astonishing. Their magical powers are endless. When used, they all contain great murderous intent. Under the operation of the laws of swordsmanship, an endless sword realm seems to be formed between heaven and earth. A wisp of air can instantly turn into a slash. The Immortal Sword is extremely powerful.
The sword flashed.
The power of true energy in the body is still increasing crazily, with an endless supply.
opposite.
One hundred and twenty flying knives flew back, landed in his right hand, and turned into a long sword to kill the immortal.
The last one arrived first and chopped up the sword shadows all over the sky.
Li Mu is like a dancer walking on the blade, constantly turning over the sword of life and death.
The sword roared.
boom!
But after Li Mu calmed down, something very strange happened.
After a full moment of burning incense, Li Mu determined one thing.
Every time Li Mu swung his sword, he seemed to be slow and slow, but he could always get in front of the endless lightning-like sword shadow and protect himself.
This time, too
Ding!
Ding ding ding!
I don’t know how long it took.
Li Mu felt like a small sampan on a stormy sea, struggling, rising and falling, as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
Swords clash.
Li Mu was like a piece of iron, and every attack from the White Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator hit the swords in Li Mu's left and right hands like a hammer, hammering out the impurities in the iron piece.
If word spread, it would be enough to make those peak immortal emperors and half-step immortal saints jealous to the point of psychological distortion.
The sound of metal clashing, as subtle as the collision of needles, was continuous.
died
Li Mu's figure flickered and floated high in the sky.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
The sword roared.
From being suppressed to being equally matched, it only took Li Mu less than a day.
Layers of rings visible to the naked eye continued to burst out where the swords struck each other.
"Huhu..."
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
Still need to fight.
There is still a need for catharsis.
A bright red long and narrow chopping knife appeared in Li Mu's right hand.
This person is the BOSS of this trial space.
This battle was like the tip of a needle against a awn of wheat, or a copper pot touching an iron brush.
Parry, counterattack.
Li Mu's figure kept flickering and retreating.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white used the power of the intersection of swords to jump back. In mid-air, he suddenly turned into a piece of flying ash without any warning, and slowly dissipated like ashes.
All living beings suffer.
Li Mu's figure kept flickering and retreating.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
The power of true energy in the body is still expanding and growing infinitely. It is really like the Big Bang of the universe, extending and growing infinitely.
The force of the counter-shock when the swords struck each other made half of his arms numb, and he had the illusion that his skin and flesh were shattered and his muscles and bones were shattered.
But it should be that the conditions for a certain strategy copy have not been met, so he keeps reappearing after disappearing.
The taste of soaking in the bitter spring is enough to drive some Immortal Emperor-level experts crazy.
Compared with when I just entered this space copy, there is no improvement at all.
He mastered somersault clouds, had sword control skills, and was blessed by the secret of time. In terms of speed, he was never weaker than others, but compared to the faceless immortal holy sword cultivator in front of him, he was still slightly inferior.
Layers of rings visible to the naked eye continued to burst out where the swords struck each other.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
Double sword flow.
Yes.
opposite.
Double sword.
All living beings suffer.
Just like in the ancient battlefield in the space of ten stone pillars, those strong men who were fighting madly were killed by Li Mu, and Hua Xiangrong went in for the trial again, and they would still appear. In this space, there were only the faceless immortal saints in white. Jianxiu sat alone.
A sword light arrived as expected.
You meet your opponent in chess.
The last one arrived first and chopped up the sword shadows all over the sky.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
His sword technique, after being tempered by the copy space of the ten stone pillars in front, has returned to its original nature, and all methods have been unified. It is different from the previous fancy ones. It can often be used to explore the gameplay and chop into thousands of pieces with just one strike of the knife. Combat skills.
The taste of soaking in the bitter spring is enough to drive some Immortal Emperor-level experts crazy.
"Huh? Is this true?"
"The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword."
"At the moment of the last slash, the opponent seemed to suddenly become weaker. It seemed that the power in the body disappeared in an instant. Could it be... exhaustion?"
Swords clash.
Fight against each other.
Ding!
While fighting, Li Mu reflected in his heart.
You will meet good talents.
Li Mu leaned on the ground with both knives and gasped for air.
I don’t know how long it took.
Li Mu shouted.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
From being suppressed to being equally matched, it only took Li Mu less than a day.
Every time Li Mu swung his sword, he seemed to be slow and slow, but he could always get in front of the endless lightning-like sword shadow and protect himself.
The holy sword of the Faceless Immortal in white was cultivated in mid-air. He and his sword were chopped into ashes by this sword.
After all, this is the trial space of the eleventh stone pillar, which is different from the real world.
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
died
A bright red long and narrow chopping knife appeared in Li Mu's right hand.
You meet your opponent in chess.
You will meet good talents.
Li Mu felt like a small sampan on a stormy sea, struggling, rising and falling, as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
I don’t know how long it took.
In the void, a fairy light flashed.
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
Double sword.
I don’t know how long it took.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white used the power of the intersection of swords to jump back. In mid-air, he suddenly turned into a piece of flying ash without any warning, and slowly dissipated like ashes.
This time, too
As expected, the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white appeared again.
From being suppressed to being equally matched, it only took Li Mu less than a day.
Li Mu leaned on the ground with both knives and gasped for air.
Boom boom!
Double sword flow.
He couldn't retract the sword in time. The light of the sword broke through the void and fell to the ground. With a roar, a crack thousands of meters long was opened directly on the ruined earth. It was bottomless and filled with faint black gas. , all the stone statues, stone walls and buildings were divided into two.
The sword flashed.
The faceless swordsman in white clothes appeared again. Without saying a word, his sword shot out like lightning and he attacked Li Mu crazily.
Li Mu held knives in his left and right hands and parried frantically.
gone
At this point in the battle, the white-clothed faceless immortal holy sword cultivator's magical powers and cultivation were obviously pushed to the extreme. His whole body was like a grand silver moon, and his attacks were like a silver moon emptied into the sky and mercury pouring down the ground, reaching its peak.
He was multitasking and divided his mind into two parts. He used the Immortal Killing Sword in his right hand and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his left hand, and finally managed to completely block the opponent's attack.
Why did this Immortal Lord, who was in charge of the Immortal Court of Dongshengzhou, immerse himself in the bitter spring
The Zhuxian Sword turned into one hundred and twenty purple-gold flying knives, flying and swirling in the surrounding void, forming a sword array, and the secret of time flowed, protecting Li Mu within it.
His sword technique, after being tempered by the copy space of the ten stone pillars in front, has returned to its original nature, and all methods have been unified. It is different from the previous fancy ones. It can often be used to explore the gameplay and chop into thousands of pieces with just one strike of the knife. Combat skills.
Whoosh!
Yes.
Boom boom!
Yes.
Compared with when I just entered this space copy, there is no improvement at all.
And at this moment, sealing the sword, counterattacking, the body's instinct came into effect in one go.
You meet your opponent in chess.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
After a full moment of burning incense, Li Mu determined one thing.
Soaked in suffering, life is worse than death.
It can only be sealed.
After a while.
After a while.
At this point in the battle, the white-clothed faceless immortal holy sword cultivator's magical powers and cultivation were obviously pushed to the extreme. His whole body was like a grand silver moon, and his attacks were like a silver moon emptied into the sky and mercury pouring down the ground, reaching its peak.
At this point in the battle, the white-clothed faceless immortal holy sword cultivator's magical powers and cultivation were obviously pushed to the extreme. His whole body was like a grand silver moon, and his attacks were like a silver moon emptied into the sky and mercury pouring down the ground, reaching its peak.
This time, too
Li Mu was thoughtful.
If the realm has not improved, then the increase in combat power comes from the physical body? experience? Sword skills? And combat awareness
opposite.
He was not promoted.
After all, this is the trial space of the eleventh stone pillar, which is different from the real world.
Li Mu felt like a small sampan on a stormy sea, struggling, rising and falling, as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
Double sword.
The sword flashed.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
His sword technique, after being tempered by the copy space of the ten stone pillars in front, has returned to its original nature, and all methods have been unified. It is different from the previous fancy ones. It can often be used to explore the gameplay and chop into thousands of pieces with just one strike of the knife. Combat skills.
The sky is filled with flashes of swords and shadows.
This person is the BOSS of this trial space.
If word spread, it would be enough to make those peak immortal emperors and half-step immortal saints jealous to the point of psychological distortion.
Must go all out.
The sword roared.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
All living beings suffer.
Li Mu was doubtful.
Li Mu waved his sword to meet him.
Any loss of concentration or negligence will be fatal with one strike from the sword.
There is no way to fight back.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
Li Mu's whole body was steaming with immortal energy, and the true energy in his body was boiling under the violent agitation, constantly erupting and venting. Under the stimulation of external forces, his whole person entered an extremely magical state. Between his eyebrows, The Eye of Flaw and the Eye of Omen were opened at the same time, reaching their peak.
Ding!
This person is the BOSS of this trial space.
The sky is filled with flashes of swords and shadows.
The sword roared.
Can fight against the Immortal Saint.
The last one arrived first and chopped up the sword shadows all over the sky.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
This time, Li Mu was able to hold back the knife.
From being suppressed by the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white in the first fight, to now facing a tough opponent and not losing at all, this change made Li Mu feel faintly excited.
While fighting, Li Mu reflected in his heart.
I don’t know how long it took.
Li Mu was like a piece of iron, and every attack from the White Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator hit the swords in Li Mu's left and right hands like a hammer, hammering out the impurities in the iron piece.
The sword roared.
After about one stick of incense time.
Swords clash.
gone
The body was sore, numb, and swollen, as if someone who hadn't exercised for a long time suddenly ran a half-marathon. He was almost paralyzed by exhaustion, and the exhaustion of his soul and spirit swept over him like a tide.
The faceless swordsman in white clothes appeared again. Without saying a word, his sword shot out like lightning and he attacked Li Mu crazily.
time flies.
Not only that, even the power that he was always proud of was suppressed.
Mie Wuyu had been soaked in the bitter spring for eleven days. He had reached the limit of endurance and had to walk out of the bitter spring. However, Dongfang Yeren, who entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the water. In the bitter spring water, he was motionless, as if he was dead.
From being suppressed by the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white in the first fight, to now facing a tough opponent and not losing at all, this change made Li Mu feel faintly excited.
I don’t know how long it took.
This battle was like the tip of a needle against a awn of wheat, or a copper pot touching an iron brush.
boom!
After a while.
"At the moment of the last slash, the opponent seemed to suddenly become weaker. It seemed that the power in the body disappeared in an instant. Could it be... exhaustion?"
boom!
The force of the counter-shock when the swords struck each other made half of his arms numb, and he had the illusion that his skin and flesh were shattered and his muscles and bones were shattered.
Any loss of concentration or negligence will be fatal with one strike from the sword.
Li Mu is like a dancer walking on the blade, constantly turning over the sword of life and death.
While fighting, Li Mu reflected in his heart.
It can only be sealed.
All fatigue and discomfort disappeared.
The faceless swordsman in white clothes appeared again. Without saying a word, his sword shot out like lightning and he attacked Li Mu crazily.
But what about the Eastern Night Blade
There was a roar.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
The Zhuxian Sword turned into one hundred and twenty purple-gold flying knives, flying and swirling in the surrounding void, forming a sword array, and the secret of time flowed, protecting Li Mu within it.
As expected, the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white appeared again.
You will meet good talents.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white used the power of the intersection of swords to jump back. In mid-air, he suddenly turned into a piece of flying ash without any warning, and slowly dissipated like ashes.
The faceless swordsman in white clothes appeared again. Without saying a word, his sword shot out like lightning and he attacked Li Mu crazily.
But he became stronger.
The sound of metal clashing, as subtle as the collision of needles, was continuous.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
Terrible progress.
Mie Wuyu had been soaked in the bitter spring for eleven days. He had reached the limit of endurance and had to walk out of the bitter spring. However, Dongfang Yeren, who entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the water. In the bitter spring water, he was motionless, as if he was dead.
Parry, counterattack.
gone
Soaked in suffering, life is worse than death.
Just like in the ancient battlefield in the space of ten stone pillars, those strong men who were fighting madly were killed by Li Mu, and Hua Xiangrong went in for the trial again, and they would still appear. In this space, there were only the faceless immortal saints in white. Jianxiu sat alone.
…
Mie Wuyu looked at Dongfang Yeren with some surprise.
His sword technique, after being tempered by the copy space of the ten stone pillars in front, has returned to its original nature, and all methods have been unified. It is different from the previous fancy ones. It can often be used to explore the gameplay and chop into thousands of pieces with just one strike of the knife. Combat skills.
He mastered somersault clouds, had sword control skills, and was blessed by the secret of time. In terms of speed, he was never weaker than others, but compared to the faceless immortal holy sword cultivator in front of him, he was still slightly inferior.
died
If word spread, it would be enough to make those peak immortal emperors and half-step immortal saints jealous to the point of psychological distortion.
There is no way to fight back.
He stood in the air and breathed to recover for a moment.
However, his strength has truly improved.
He was multitasking and divided his mind into two parts. He used the Immortal Killing Sword in his right hand and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his left hand, and finally managed to completely block the opponent's attack.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
Although this faceless immortal saint in white clothes is probably only the first level of immortal saint.
Li Mu shouted.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
Mie Wuyu feels that he is a person who has survived from the ashes of his heart. His heart is filled with the obsession of revenge on Zhenxian Tower. He can endure all suffering. No matter what price he pays, he can accept it, so he can endure it. The torment of the bitter waters.
"At the moment of the last slash, the opponent seemed to suddenly become weaker. It seemed that the power in the body disappeared in an instant. Could it be... exhaustion?"
boom!
Swords clash.
All fatigue and discomfort disappeared.
Still need to fight.
He couldn't retract the sword in time. The light of the sword broke through the void and fell to the ground. With a roar, a crack thousands of meters long was opened directly on the ruined earth. It was bottomless and filled with faint black gas. , all the stone statues, stone walls and buildings were divided into two.
After a full moment of burning incense, Li Mu determined one thing.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white used the power of the intersection of swords to jump back. In mid-air, he suddenly turned into a piece of flying ash without any warning, and slowly dissipated like ashes.
…
"Huhu..."
The holy sword of the Faceless Immortal in white was cultivated in mid-air. He and his sword were chopped into ashes by this sword.
call out!
Li Mu leaned on the ground with both knives and gasped for air.
"Huhu..."
The sword skills of the Faceless Immortal Holy Sword are astonishing. Their magical powers are endless. When used, they all contain great murderous intent. Under the operation of the laws of swordsmanship, an endless sword realm seems to be formed between heaven and earth. A wisp of air can instantly turn into a slash. The Immortal Sword is extremely powerful.
died
Layers of rings visible to the naked eye continued to burst out where the swords struck each other.
As soon as the fighting stopped, Li Mu felt endless exhaustion sweeping over him.
boom!
His realm still maintains the perfection of the Tao Immortal Emperor.
Fight against each other.
The body was sore, numb, and swollen, as if someone who hadn't exercised for a long time suddenly ran a half-marathon. He was almost paralyzed by exhaustion, and the exhaustion of his soul and spirit swept over him like a tide.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
Must go all out.
If word spread, it would be enough to make those peak immortal emperors and half-step immortal saints jealous to the point of psychological distortion.
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
Once you experience that kind of pain, no one will ever be willing to try it a second time.
Whoosh!
Li Mu took the initiative to swing his sword forward.
Any loss of concentration or negligence will be fatal with one strike from the sword.
Li Mu felt like a small sampan on a stormy sea, struggling, rising and falling, as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
The Zhuxian Sword turned into one hundred and twenty purple-gold flying knives, flying and swirling in the surrounding void, forming a sword array, and the secret of time flowed, protecting Li Mu within it.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
What is his obsession
The Zhuxian Sword turned into one hundred and twenty purple-gold flying knives, flying and swirling in the surrounding void, forming a sword array, and the secret of time flowed, protecting Li Mu within it.
The faceless swordsman in white clothes appeared again. Without saying a word, his sword shot out like lightning and he attacked Li Mu crazily.
Li Mu took the initiative to swing his sword forward.
Mie Wuyu had been soaked in the bitter spring for eleven days. He had reached the limit of endurance and had to walk out of the bitter spring. However, Dongfang Yeren, who entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the water. In the bitter spring water, he was motionless, as if he was dead.
Li Mu was doubtful.
Li Mu was like a piece of iron, and every attack from the White Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator hit the swords in Li Mu's left and right hands like a hammer, hammering out the impurities in the iron piece.
Not only that, even the power that he was always proud of was suppressed.
All living beings suffer.
He experienced it carefully and observed constantly.
Li Mu sat cross-legged in the void and couldn't wait to start adjusting his breath and recovering.
He stood in the air and breathed to recover for a moment.
gone
Terrible progress.
All fatigue and discomfort disappeared.
Li Mu leaned on the ground with both knives and gasped for air.
gone
So, in the first fight, the faceless swordsman in white suddenly turned into flying ashes and flew away. It was not because he wanted to stop, but because he was consumed
The power of true energy in the body is still expanding and growing infinitely. It is really like the Big Bang of the universe, extending and growing infinitely.
call out!
The holy sword of the Faceless Immortal in white was cultivated in mid-air. He and his sword were chopped into ashes by this sword.
All living beings suffer.
Li Mu felt like a small sampan on a stormy sea, struggling, rising and falling, as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
The Zhuxian Sword turned into one hundred and twenty purple-gold flying knives, flying and swirling in the surrounding void, forming a sword array, and the secret of time flowed, protecting Li Mu within it.
After a while.
This battle was like the tip of a needle against a awn of wheat, or a copper pot touching an iron brush.
The faceless swordsman in white clothes appeared again. Without saying a word, his sword shot out like lightning and he attacked Li Mu crazily.
He stood in the air and breathed to recover for a moment.
But he became stronger.
Li Mu completely recovered.
He couldn't retract the sword in time. The light of the sword broke through the void and fell to the ground. With a roar, a crack thousands of meters long was opened directly on the ruined earth. It was bottomless and filled with faint black gas. , all the stone statues, stone walls and buildings were divided into two.
One hundred and twenty flying knives flew back, landed in his right hand, and turned into a long sword to kill the immortal.
All fatigue and discomfort disappeared.
The taste of soaking in the bitter spring is enough to drive some Immortal Emperor-level experts crazy.
The sound of metal clashing, as subtle as the collision of needles, was continuous.
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
Boom boom!
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
Once you experience that kind of pain, no one will ever be willing to try it a second time.
Can fight against the Immortal Saint.
He stood up, holding the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his hand, and looked around with fighting intent.
Double sword flow.
Li Mu's whole body was steaming with immortal energy, and the true energy in his body was boiling under the violent agitation, constantly erupting and venting. Under the stimulation of external forces, his whole person entered an extremely magical state. Between his eyebrows, The Eye of Flaw and the Eye of Omen were opened at the same time, reaching their peak.
Still need to fight.
"Looks like I have to defeat the BOSS again... Kill!"
He stood up, holding the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his hand, and looked around with fighting intent.
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
At this point in the battle, the white-clothed faceless immortal holy sword cultivator's magical powers and cultivation were obviously pushed to the extreme. His whole body was like a grand silver moon, and his attacks were like a silver moon emptied into the sky and mercury pouring down the ground, reaching its peak.
There is still a need for catharsis.
boom!
boom!
"Huh? Is this true?"
One hundred and twenty flying knives flew back, landed in his right hand, and turned into a long sword to kill the immortal.
Can fight against the Immortal Saint.
Can fight against the Immortal Saint.
You meet your opponent in chess.
…
Li Mu's figure flickered and floated high in the sky.
But he became stronger.
The sound of metal clashing, as subtle as the collision of needles, was continuous.
"When I was in the Immortal Lord, I could fight against the Immortal Emperor. When I was in the initial stage of the Immortal Emperor, I could compete with the Immortal Emperor at the peak. According to the time when I reach the peak of the Immortal Emperor, I should be able to steadily suppress the Immortal Saint in the early stage. If you are of the right level, you will actually fall into a disadvantage. It seems that the great gap between the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Saint is not as easy to cross as imagined."
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white used the power of the intersection of swords to jump back. In mid-air, he suddenly turned into a piece of flying ash without any warning, and slowly dissipated like ashes.
There is still a need for catharsis.
"So fast."
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
call out!
Just like in the ancient battlefield in the space of ten stone pillars, those strong men who were fighting madly were killed by Li Mu, and Hua Xiangrong went in for the trial again, and they would still appear. In this space, there were only the faceless immortal saints in white. Jianxiu sat alone.
You will meet good talents.
opposite.
From being suppressed by the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white in the first fight, to now facing a tough opponent and not losing at all, this change made Li Mu feel faintly excited.
The body was sore, numb, and swollen, as if someone who hadn't exercised for a long time suddenly ran a half-marathon. He was almost paralyzed by exhaustion, and the exhaustion of his soul and spirit swept over him like a tide.
call out!
The faceless swordsman in white clothes appeared again. Without saying a word, his sword shot out like lightning and he attacked Li Mu crazily.
In previous fights, he could only passively block and parry.
A sword light arrived as expected.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
A tie
You meet your opponent in chess.
You meet your opponent in chess.
Li Mu was surprised.
After about one stick of incense time.
Li Mu was surprised.
Li Mu was surprised.
The faceless swordsman in white clothes appeared again. Without saying a word, his sword shot out like lightning and he attacked Li Mu crazily.
A bright red long and narrow chopping knife appeared in Li Mu's right hand.
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
call out!
This battle was like the tip of a needle against a awn of wheat, or a copper pot touching an iron brush.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
Ding!
Why did this Immortal Lord, who was in charge of the Immortal Court of Dongshengzhou, immerse himself in the bitter spring
Li Mu sat cross-legged in the void and couldn't wait to start adjusting his breath and recovering.
boom!
Parry, counterattack.
Any loss of concentration or negligence will be fatal with one strike from the sword.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
Li Mu waved his sword to meet him.
In previous fights, he could only passively block and parry.
The sword flashed.
Soaked in suffering, life is worse than death.
But what about the Eastern Night Blade
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
I don’t know how long it took.
"Huh? Is this true?"
But after Li Mu calmed down, something very strange happened.
Yes.
Li Mu was thoughtful.
Li Mu's figure kept flickering and retreating.
Mie Wuyu had been soaked in the bitter spring for eleven days. He had reached the limit of endurance and had to walk out of the bitter spring. However, Dongfang Yeren, who entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the water. In the bitter spring water, he was motionless, as if he was dead.
Li Mu leaned on the ground with both knives and gasped for air.
The sword skills of the Faceless Immortal Holy Sword are astonishing. Their magical powers are endless. When used, they all contain great murderous intent. Under the operation of the laws of swordsmanship, an endless sword realm seems to be formed between heaven and earth. A wisp of air can instantly turn into a slash. The Immortal Sword is extremely powerful.
Whoosh!
At the moment of the fight, Li Mu keenly felt that the opponent's strength seemed to have... declined
It’s not that the opponent has become weaker.
A sword light arrived as expected.
It can only be sealed.
The power of true energy in the body is still increasing crazily, with an endless supply.
The sound of metal clashing, as subtle as the collision of needles, was continuous.
"Huh? Is this true?"
Not only that, even the power that he was always proud of was suppressed.
If the realm has not improved, then the increase in combat power comes from the physical body? experience? Sword skills? And combat awareness
In previous fights, he could only passively block and parry.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
From being suppressed to being equally matched, it only took Li Mu less than a day.
The power of true energy in the body is still increasing crazily, with an endless supply.
If word spread, it would be enough to make those peak immortal emperors and half-step immortal saints jealous to the point of psychological distortion.
There is no way to fight back.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
He seemed to have consumed an Immortal Saint-level sword cultivator to death while he was still alive
Li Mu is like a dancer walking on the blade, constantly turning over the sword of life and death.
He was multitasking and divided his mind into two parts. He used the Immortal Killing Sword in his right hand and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his left hand, and finally managed to completely block the opponent's attack.
gone
Li Mu held knives in his left and right hands and parried frantically.
Layers of rings visible to the naked eye continued to burst out where the swords struck each other.
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
And at this moment, sealing the sword, counterattacking, the body's instinct came into effect in one go.
opposite.
Li Mu understood somewhat.
It can only be sealed.
Li Mu held knives in his left and right hands and parried frantically.
A tie
At the moment of the fight, Li Mu keenly felt that the opponent's strength seemed to have... declined
A tie
Yes.
Li Mu took the initiative to swing his sword forward.
"So fast."
Fight against each other.
After a full moment of burning incense, Li Mu determined one thing.
"At the moment of the last slash, the opponent seemed to suddenly become weaker. It seemed that the power in the body disappeared in an instant. Could it be... exhaustion?"
If word spread, it would be enough to make those peak immortal emperors and half-step immortal saints jealous to the point of psychological distortion.
He was multitasking and divided his mind into two parts. He used the Immortal Killing Sword in his right hand and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his left hand, and finally managed to completely block the opponent's attack.
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
Li Mu felt like a small sampan on a stormy sea, struggling, rising and falling, as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
The sword flashed.
He stood up, holding the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his hand, and looked around with fighting intent.
Boom boom!
This battle was like the tip of a needle against a awn of wheat, or a copper pot touching an iron brush.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
There was no joy on his face.
You meet your opponent in chess.
Any loss of concentration or negligence will be fatal with one strike from the sword.
His realm still maintains the perfection of the Tao Immortal Emperor.
A bright red long and narrow chopping knife appeared in Li Mu's right hand.
You will meet good talents.
The sky is filled with flashes of swords and shadows.
But after Li Mu calmed down, something very strange happened.
After a full moment of burning incense, Li Mu determined one thing.
boom!
The Zhuxian Sword turned into one hundred and twenty purple-gold flying knives, flying and swirling in the surrounding void, forming a sword array, and the secret of time flowed, protecting Li Mu within it.
Double sword.
"Huh? Is this true?"
It’s not that the opponent has become weaker.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
The sword skills of the Faceless Immortal Holy Sword are astonishing. Their magical powers are endless. When used, they all contain great murderous intent. Under the operation of the laws of swordsmanship, an endless sword realm seems to be formed between heaven and earth. A wisp of air can instantly turn into a slash. The Immortal Sword is extremely powerful.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
But he became stronger.
Li Mu sat cross-legged in the void and couldn't wait to start adjusting his breath and recovering.
Li Mu held knives in his left and right hands and parried frantically.
But what about the Eastern Night Blade
From being suppressed by the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white in the first fight, to now facing a tough opponent and not losing at all, this change made Li Mu feel faintly excited.
Li Mu felt like a small sampan on a stormy sea, struggling, rising and falling, as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
One hundred and twenty flying knives flew back, landed in his right hand, and turned into a long sword to kill the immortal.
Ding ding ding!
gone
call out!
He can fight against the Immortal Saint.
Although this faceless immortal saint in white clothes is probably only the first level of immortal saint.
He can fight against the Immortal Saint.
Just like in the ancient battlefield in the space of ten stone pillars, those strong men who were fighting madly were killed by Li Mu, and Hua Xiangrong went in for the trial again, and they would still appear. In this space, there were only the faceless immortal saints in white. Jianxiu sat alone.
The faceless swordsman in white clothes appeared again. Without saying a word, his sword shot out like lightning and he attacked Li Mu crazily.
However, his strength has truly improved.
Although this faceless immortal saint in white clothes is probably only the first level of immortal saint.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
The sword roared.
His sword technique, after being tempered by the copy space of the ten stone pillars in front, has returned to its original nature, and all methods have been unified. It is different from the previous fancy ones. It can often be used to explore the gameplay and chop into thousands of pieces with just one strike of the knife. Combat skills.
Mie Wuyu feels that he is a person who has survived from the ashes of his heart. His heart is filled with the obsession of revenge on Zhenxian Tower. He can endure all suffering. No matter what price he pays, he can accept it, so he can endure it. The torment of the bitter waters.
Li Mu understood somewhat.
Li Mu felt like a small sampan on a stormy sea, struggling, rising and falling, as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
Li Mu's figure flickered and floated high in the sky.
However, his strength has truly improved.
The last one arrived first and chopped up the sword shadows all over the sky.
call out!
In previous fights, he could only passively block and parry.
opposite.
Although this faceless immortal saint in white clothes is probably only the first level of immortal saint.
Every time Li Mu swung his sword, he seemed to be slow and slow, but he could always get in front of the endless lightning-like sword shadow and protect himself.
A sword light arrived as expected.
Can fight against the Immortal Saint.
There was no joy on his face.
Whoosh!
Mie Wuyu feels that he is a person who has survived from the ashes of his heart. His heart is filled with the obsession of revenge on Zhenxian Tower. He can endure all suffering. No matter what price he pays, he can accept it, so he can endure it. The torment of the bitter waters.
gone
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
He seemed to have consumed an Immortal Saint-level sword cultivator to death while he was still alive
This time, Li Mu was able to hold back the knife.
After all, this is the trial space of the eleventh stone pillar, which is different from the real world.
He couldn't retract the sword in time. The light of the sword broke through the void and fell to the ground. With a roar, a crack thousands of meters long was opened directly on the ruined earth. It was bottomless and filled with faint black gas. , all the stone statues, stone walls and buildings were divided into two.
"At the moment of the last slash, the opponent seemed to suddenly become weaker. It seemed that the power in the body disappeared in an instant. Could it be... exhaustion?"
You will meet good talents.
Once you experience that kind of pain, no one will ever be willing to try it a second time.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
From being suppressed to being equally matched, it only took Li Mu less than a day.
Double sword flow.
The sword roared.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
After a full moment of burning incense, Li Mu determined one thing.
Li Mu shouted.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
In previous fights, he could only passively block and parry.
"So fast."
Terrible progress.
From being suppressed to being equally matched, it only took Li Mu less than a day.
He was not promoted.
The Zhuxian Sword turned into one hundred and twenty purple-gold flying knives, flying and swirling in the surrounding void, forming a sword array, and the secret of time flowed, protecting Li Mu within it.
Ding ding ding!
He experienced it carefully and observed constantly.
If word spread, it would be enough to make those peak immortal emperors and half-step immortal saints jealous to the point of psychological distortion.
Li Mu was surprised.
Li Mu waved his sword to meet him.
Li Mu was surprised.
The body was sore, numb, and swollen, as if someone who hadn't exercised for a long time suddenly ran a half-marathon. He was almost paralyzed by exhaustion, and the exhaustion of his soul and spirit swept over him like a tide.
Not only that, even the power that he was always proud of was suppressed.
died
Swords clash.
But after Li Mu calmed down, something very strange happened.
Still need to fight.
The sword roared.
After a full moment of burning incense, Li Mu determined one thing.
Li Mu held knives in his left and right hands and parried frantically.
He can fight against the Immortal Saint.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
Li Mu took the initiative to swing his sword forward.
Boom boom!
He was not promoted.
This time, Li Mu was able to hold back the knife.
A sword light arrived as expected.
boom!
His realm still maintains the perfection of the Tao Immortal Emperor.
A bright red long and narrow chopping knife appeared in Li Mu's right hand.
Li Mu completely recovered.
Li Mu completely recovered.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
Still need to fight.
His sword technique, after being tempered by the copy space of the ten stone pillars in front, has returned to its original nature, and all methods have been unified. It is different from the previous fancy ones. It can often be used to explore the gameplay and chop into thousands of pieces with just one strike of the knife. Combat skills.
Compared with when I just entered this space copy, there is no improvement at all.
Li Mu was doubtful.
If the realm has not improved, then the increase in combat power comes from the physical body? experience? Sword skills? And combat awareness
Li Mu took the initiative to swing his sword forward.
Why did this Immortal Lord, who was in charge of the Immortal Court of Dongshengzhou, immerse himself in the bitter spring
After a while.
"Strange."
As expected, the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white appeared again.
He was not promoted.
The sword skills of the Faceless Immortal Holy Sword are astonishing. Their magical powers are endless. When used, they all contain great murderous intent. Under the operation of the laws of swordsmanship, an endless sword realm seems to be formed between heaven and earth. A wisp of air can instantly turn into a slash. The Immortal Sword is extremely powerful.
Li Mu was surprised.
It’s not that the opponent has become weaker.
gone
A tie
Li Mu was surprised.
Li Mu took the initiative to swing his sword forward.
Not only that, even the power that he was always proud of was suppressed.
Can fight against the Immortal Saint.
While fighting, Li Mu reflected in his heart.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
The holy sword of the Faceless Immortal in white was cultivated in mid-air. He and his sword were chopped into ashes by this sword.
If the realm has not improved, then the increase in combat power comes from the physical body? experience? Sword skills? And combat awareness
died
The power of true energy in the body is still increasing crazily, with an endless supply.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white used the power of the intersection of swords to jump back. In mid-air, he suddenly turned into a piece of flying ash without any warning, and slowly dissipated like ashes.
You will meet good talents.
Li Mu held knives in his left and right hands and parried frantically.
The last one arrived first and chopped up the sword shadows all over the sky.
Li Mu was doubtful.
From being suppressed by the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white in the first fight, to now facing a tough opponent and not losing at all, this change made Li Mu feel faintly excited.
He experienced it carefully and observed constantly.
He stood up, holding the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his hand, and looked around with fighting intent.
The force of the counter-shock when the swords struck each other made half of his arms numb, and he had the illusion that his skin and flesh were shattered and his muscles and bones were shattered.
Swords clash.
Layers of rings visible to the naked eye continued to burst out where the swords struck each other.
Every time Li Mu swung his sword, he seemed to be slow and slow, but he could always get in front of the endless lightning-like sword shadow and protect himself.
While fighting, Li Mu reflected in his heart.
There was no joy on his face.
boom!
call out!
Li Mu is like a dancer walking on the blade, constantly turning over the sword of life and death.
Li Mu's whole body was steaming with immortal energy, and the true energy in his body was boiling under the violent agitation, constantly erupting and venting. Under the stimulation of external forces, his whole person entered an extremely magical state. Between his eyebrows, The Eye of Flaw and the Eye of Omen were opened at the same time, reaching their peak.
Mie Wuyu had been soaked in the bitter spring for eleven days. He had reached the limit of endurance and had to walk out of the bitter spring. However, Dongfang Yeren, who entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the water. In the bitter spring water, he was motionless, as if he was dead.
Cut it out with one knife.
Li Mu shouted.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
If word spread, it would be enough to make those peak immortal emperors and half-step immortal saints jealous to the point of psychological distortion.
The sky is filled with flashes of swords and shadows.
…
Li Mu felt like a small sampan on a stormy sea, struggling, rising and falling, as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
boom!
opposite.
I don’t know how long it took.
Whoosh!
While fighting, Li Mu reflected in his heart.
Still need to fight.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
The holy sword of the Faceless Immortal in white was cultivated in mid-air. He and his sword were chopped into ashes by this sword.
You will meet good talents.
I don’t know how long it took.
Mie Wuyu had been soaked in the bitter spring for eleven days. He had reached the limit of endurance and had to walk out of the bitter spring. However, Dongfang Yeren, who entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the water. In the bitter spring water, he was motionless, as if he was dead.
This time, Li Mu was able to hold back the knife.
As soon as the fighting stopped, Li Mu felt endless exhaustion sweeping over him.
He seemed to have consumed an Immortal Saint-level sword cultivator to death while he was still alive
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
Li Mu's figure kept flickering and retreating.
A sword light arrived as expected.
In previous fights, he could only passively block and parry.
There was no joy on his face.
"Huhu..."
The sound of metal clashing, as subtle as the collision of needles, was continuous.
"At the moment of the last slash, the opponent seemed to suddenly become weaker. It seemed that the power in the body disappeared in an instant. Could it be... exhaustion?"
He seemed to have consumed an Immortal Saint-level sword cultivator to death while he was still alive
Li Mu is like a dancer walking on the blade, constantly turning over the sword of life and death.
Li Mu is like a dancer walking on the blade, constantly turning over the sword of life and death.
Li Mu was doubtful.
Whoosh!
Li Mu understood somewhat.
If the realm has not improved, then the increase in combat power comes from the physical body? experience? Sword skills? And combat awareness
After all, this is the trial space of the eleventh stone pillar, which is different from the real world.
Compared with when I just entered this space copy, there is no improvement at all.
At this point in the battle, the white-clothed faceless immortal holy sword cultivator's magical powers and cultivation were obviously pushed to the extreme. His whole body was like a grand silver moon, and his attacks were like a silver moon emptied into the sky and mercury pouring down the ground, reaching its peak.
He seemed to have consumed an Immortal Saint-level sword cultivator to death while he was still alive
The holy sword of the Faceless Immortal in white was cultivated in mid-air. He and his sword were chopped into ashes by this sword.
From being suppressed by the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white in the first fight, to now facing a tough opponent and not losing at all, this change made Li Mu feel faintly excited.
If the realm has not improved, then the increase in combat power comes from the physical body? experience? Sword skills? And combat awareness
He seemed to have consumed an Immortal Saint-level sword cultivator to death while he was still alive
"When I was in the Immortal Lord, I could fight against the Immortal Emperor. When I was in the initial stage of the Immortal Emperor, I could compete with the Immortal Emperor at the peak. According to the time when I reach the peak of the Immortal Emperor, I should be able to steadily suppress the Immortal Saint in the early stage. If you are of the right level, you will actually fall into a disadvantage. It seems that the great gap between the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Saint is not as easy to cross as imagined."
But it should be that the conditions for a certain strategy copy have not been met, so he keeps reappearing after disappearing.
So, in the first fight, the faceless swordsman in white suddenly turned into flying ashes and flew away. It was not because he wanted to stop, but because he was consumed
A bright red long and narrow chopping knife appeared in Li Mu's right hand.
The taste of soaking in the bitter spring is enough to drive some Immortal Emperor-level experts crazy.
But it should be that the conditions for a certain strategy copy have not been met, so he keeps reappearing after disappearing.
After a full moment of burning incense, Li Mu determined one thing.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
The sky is filled with flashes of swords and shadows.
This time, too
call out!
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
"Perhaps, in order to truly pass the level, we must kill this white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator in a direct battle, rather than consuming all his energy before killing him?"
Not only that, even the power that he was always proud of was suppressed.
This time, too
Li Mu understood somewhat.
call out!
Once you experience that kind of pain, no one will ever be willing to try it a second time.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
opposite.
…
His sword technique, after being tempered by the copy space of the ten stone pillars in front, has returned to its original nature, and all methods have been unified. It is different from the previous fancy ones. It can often be used to explore the gameplay and chop into thousands of pieces with just one strike of the knife. Combat skills.
After all, this is the trial space of the eleventh stone pillar, which is different from the real world.
The power of true energy in the body is still increasing crazily, with an endless supply.
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
And at this moment, sealing the sword, counterattacking, the body's instinct came into effect in one go.
Li Mu held knives in his left and right hands and parried frantically.
Just like in the ancient battlefield in the space of ten stone pillars, those strong men who were fighting madly were killed by Li Mu, and Hua Xiangrong went in for the trial again, and they would still appear. In this space, there were only the faceless immortal saints in white. Jianxiu sat alone.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
The power of true energy in the body is still expanding and growing infinitely. It is really like the Big Bang of the universe, extending and growing infinitely.
But it should be that the conditions for a certain strategy copy have not been met, so he keeps reappearing after disappearing.
The last one arrived first and chopped up the sword shadows all over the sky.
Li Mu understood somewhat.
This person is the BOSS of this trial space.
"Huh? Is this true?"
In the void, a fairy light flashed.
Li Mu's whole body was steaming with immortal energy, and the true energy in his body was boiling under the violent agitation, constantly erupting and venting. Under the stimulation of external forces, his whole person entered an extremely magical state. Between his eyebrows, The Eye of Flaw and the Eye of Omen were opened at the same time, reaching their peak.
If the realm has not improved, then the increase in combat power comes from the physical body? experience? Sword skills? And combat awareness
It can only be sealed.
Terrible progress.
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
Li Mu's whole body was steaming with immortal energy, and the true energy in his body was boiling under the violent agitation, constantly erupting and venting. Under the stimulation of external forces, his whole person entered an extremely magical state. Between his eyebrows, The Eye of Flaw and the Eye of Omen were opened at the same time, reaching their peak.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
"When I was in the Immortal Lord, I could fight against the Immortal Emperor. When I was in the initial stage of the Immortal Emperor, I could compete with the Immortal Emperor at the peak. According to the time when I reach the peak of the Immortal Emperor, I should be able to steadily suppress the Immortal Saint in the early stage. If you are of the right level, you will actually fall into a disadvantage. It seems that the great gap between the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Saint is not as easy to cross as imagined."
As soon as the fighting stopped, Li Mu felt endless exhaustion sweeping over him.
There was a roar.
He stood in the air and breathed to recover for a moment.
"So fast."
Mie Wuyu had been soaked in the bitter spring for eleven days. He had reached the limit of endurance and had to walk out of the bitter spring. However, Dongfang Yeren, who entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the water. In the bitter spring water, he was motionless, as if he was dead.
But it should be that the conditions for a certain strategy copy have not been met, so he keeps reappearing after disappearing.
The sword skills of the Faceless Immortal Holy Sword are astonishing. Their magical powers are endless. When used, they all contain great murderous intent. Under the operation of the laws of swordsmanship, an endless sword realm seems to be formed between heaven and earth. A wisp of air can instantly turn into a slash. The Immortal Sword is extremely powerful.
"When I was in the Immortal Lord, I could fight against the Immortal Emperor. When I was in the initial stage of the Immortal Emperor, I could compete with the Immortal Emperor at the peak. According to the time when I reach the peak of the Immortal Emperor, I should be able to steadily suppress the Immortal Saint in the early stage. If you are of the right level, you will actually fall into a disadvantage. It seems that the great gap between the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Saint is not as easy to cross as imagined."
If the realm has not improved, then the increase in combat power comes from the physical body? experience? Sword skills? And combat awareness
"Perhaps, in order to truly pass the level, we must kill this white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator in a direct battle, rather than consuming all his energy before killing him?"
…
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
It’s not that the opponent has become weaker.
Li Mu was thoughtful.
Such strength is enough to be proud of.
The power of true energy in the body is still expanding and growing infinitely. It is really like the Big Bang of the universe, extending and growing infinitely.
Terrible progress.
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
"Huhu..."
But he became stronger.
gone
Li Mu was surprised.
He stood in the air and breathed to recover for a moment.
time flies.
It’s not that the opponent has become weaker.
All living beings suffer.
Li Mu leaned on the ground with both knives and gasped for air.
After a full moment of burning incense, Li Mu determined one thing.
opposite.
Li Mu held knives in his left and right hands and parried frantically.
The power of true energy in the body is still increasing crazily, with an endless supply.
The power of true energy in the body is still increasing crazily, with an endless supply.
The last one arrived first and chopped up the sword shadows all over the sky.
Li Mu sat cross-legged in the void and couldn't wait to start adjusting his breath and recovering.
After about one stick of incense time.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
Li Mu completely recovered.
In the void, a fairy light flashed.
Li Mu waved his sword to meet him.
While fighting, Li Mu reflected in his heart.
One hundred and twenty flying knives flew back, landed in his right hand, and turned into a long sword to kill the immortal.
There was no joy on his face.
Fortunately, in his body, the power of the Golden Lotus Pill and the power of the earth's water are constantly intertwined with each other, deriving endless power of immortal true energy. It is endless. Li Mu is like a perpetual motion machine, not worrying at all about the truth. The problem of element exhaustion can continue to be output.
Whoosh!
As expected, the Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white appeared again.
"So fast."
Every time Li Mu swung his sword, he seemed to be slow and slow, but he could always get in front of the endless lightning-like sword shadow and protect himself.
Li Mu took the initiative to swing his sword forward.
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
"Looks like I have to defeat the BOSS again... Kill!"
And at this moment, sealing the sword, counterattacking, the body's instinct came into effect in one go.
But it should be that the conditions for a certain strategy copy have not been met, so he keeps reappearing after disappearing.
…
Terrible progress.
One hundred and twenty flying knives flew back, landed in his right hand, and turned into a long sword to kill the immortal.
Li Mu, who lost the external pressure, suddenly came back to his senses.
Li Mu took the initiative to swing his sword forward.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
Li Mu shouted.
Li Mu understood somewhat.
His sword technique, after being tempered by the copy space of the ten stone pillars in front, has returned to its original nature, and all methods have been unified. It is different from the previous fancy ones. It can often be used to explore the gameplay and chop into thousands of pieces with just one strike of the knife. Combat skills.
Ding ding ding!
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
He mastered somersault clouds, had sword control skills, and was blessed by the secret of time. In terms of speed, he was never weaker than others, but compared to the faceless immortal holy sword cultivator in front of him, he was still slightly inferior.
…
"Huhu..."
At the moment of the fight, Li Mu keenly felt that the opponent's strength seemed to have... declined
After about one stick of incense time.
A sword light arrived as expected.
The sword roared.
…
Mie Wuyu had been soaked in the bitter spring for eleven days. He had reached the limit of endurance and had to walk out of the bitter spring. However, Dongfang Yeren, who entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the water. In the bitter spring water, he was motionless, as if he was dead.
"The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword."
Mie Wuyu looked at Dongfang Yeren with some surprise.
In previous fights, he could only passively block and parry.
One hundred and twenty flying knives flew back, landed in his right hand, and turned into a long sword to kill the immortal.
And at this moment, sealing the sword, counterattacking, the body's instinct came into effect in one go.
There was no joy on his face.
Yes.
The taste of soaking in the bitter spring is enough to drive some Immortal Emperor-level experts crazy.
He stood up, holding the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his hand, and looked around with fighting intent.
Yes.
He couldn't retract the sword in time. The light of the sword broke through the void and fell to the ground. With a roar, a crack thousands of meters long was opened directly on the ruined earth. It was bottomless and filled with faint black gas. , all the stone statues, stone walls and buildings were divided into two.
So, in the first fight, the faceless swordsman in white suddenly turned into flying ashes and flew away. It was not because he wanted to stop, but because he was consumed
"Huh? Is this true?"
Any loss of concentration or negligence will be fatal with one strike from the sword.
The sword roared.
Once you experience that kind of pain, no one will ever be willing to try it a second time.
The Faceless Immortal Saint Sword Cultivator in white was like an indifferent piece of ten thousand years of mysterious ice. From the beginning to the end, he never made the slightest sound, nor did he have any mood swings. He just kept drawing out his sword and attacking.
Can fight against the Immortal Saint.
At the moment of the fight, Li Mu keenly felt that the opponent's strength seemed to have... declined
However, his strength has truly improved.
Li Mu is like a dancer walking on the blade, constantly turning over the sword of life and death.
"Looks like I have to defeat the BOSS again... Kill!"
All living beings suffer.
You meet your opponent in chess.
boom!
Soaked in suffering, life is worse than death.
Soaked in suffering, life is worse than death.
Li Mu understood somewhat.
He was brushed twice in a row by Li Mu.
He stood in the air and breathed to recover for a moment.
Li Mu's figure kept flickering and retreating.
Mie Wuyu feels that he is a person who has survived from the ashes of his heart. His heart is filled with the obsession of revenge on Zhenxian Tower. He can endure all suffering. No matter what price he pays, he can accept it, so he can endure it. The torment of the bitter waters.
Li Mu understood somewhat.
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
But what about the Eastern Night Blade
"At the moment of the last slash, the opponent seemed to suddenly become weaker. It seemed that the power in the body disappeared in an instant. Could it be... exhaustion?"
The figures shuttled back and forth, like streams of light, constantly flashing.
In the void, a fairy light flashed.
time flies.
"Looks like I have to defeat the BOSS again... Kill!"
call out!
What is his obsession
The sword roared.
This person is the BOSS of this trial space.
His realm still maintains the perfection of the Tao Immortal Emperor.
Terrible progress.
All living beings suffer.
The sword roared.
Li Mu attacked with two swords, and he was on a par with the white-clothed Faceless Immortal Holy Sword Cultivator.
All living beings suffer.
Why did this Immortal Lord, who was in charge of the Immortal Court of Dongshengzhou, immerse himself in the bitter spring
Swords clash.
A bright red long and narrow chopping knife appeared in Li Mu's right hand.
"Looks like I have to defeat the BOSS again... Kill!"
Mie Wuyu had been soaked in the bitter spring for eleven days. He had reached the limit of endurance and had to walk out of the bitter spring. However, Dongfang Yeren, who entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the water. In the bitter spring water, he was motionless, as if he was dead.
He couldn't retract the sword in time. The light of the sword broke through the void and fell to the ground. With a roar, a crack thousands of meters long was opened directly on the ruined earth. It was bottomless and filled with faint black gas. , all the stone statues, stone walls and buildings were divided into two.
The taste of soaking in the bitter spring is enough to drive some Immortal Emperor-level experts crazy.