"Haha, old head of the Huandao Sect? Has the Demon Sect finally fallen to the point where it can only rely on women to fight? It's so pitiful." Amid laughter, Tan Rushuang's figure appeared on the floating arena, a look on his face ridicule and ridicule.
She thought and calculated.
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"We have to speed up the time. At the end of the ten major arena battles, other strong men from Tianwai Sect will arrive. By then, once they recognize Li Mu's identity, they will have to monopolize the rewards of each major sect. It’s impossible.”
She understood why she was attacked.
Tan Rushuang was frightened and quickly agreed.
Soon, Tan Rushuang was recruited again.
Mr. Shuiyue controlled the divine light shuttle and waited for everyone in Shushan to return to Baidi City. At this time, Ouyang Yu, the young master of Chaotian Pavilion, had passed out due to excessive grief.
There is not much hope for tomorrow’s battle.
"Tin Rushuang, come out and fight."
Li Mu's body automatically operates [Xiantian Kung] and absorbs the Green Lotus Qi. At the same time, his spirit is completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship, comprehending the true meaning of martial arts and integrating it into his own swordsmanship.
He has loved knives since he was a child.
Ye Hen's figure staggered.
"Haha, I know that you are all very angry and in pain. Please understand it well. This is the sorrow of the weak." Tan Rushuang deliberately added salt to the wounds of everyone in Shushan: "Death is not liberation, it is just another kind of The beginning of humiliation.”
Tan Rushuang's continuous taunting was to anger the people in Shushan. Once they boarded the floating arena, they would die miserably.
"You..." Mr. Shuiyue was also shaking with anger.
Li Mu does not consider himself to be a gentleman. He prefers the domineering style of a king. His sword skills are straight forward, slashing horizontally and vertically, which is the most direct.
An extremely sad atmosphere enveloped the entire Baidi City.
The fifth arena battle is about to begin.
When Tan Rushuang heard this, her expression became cold, and her face felt a little hot, but she immediately sneered: "To deal with devils like you, there is no need to talk about benevolence, righteousness, morality, crushing bones and raising ashes, it is just a kind of evil to you. kindness."
Tan Rushuang said disdainfully.
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An unspeakable sadness lingers in everyone's hearts and is difficult to eliminate.
The old guys died and fell in succession, and there were not many masters left in Shushan. Mr. Shuiyue knew very well that he had to stabilize the situation. Even if he wanted to go on stage to fight, everything had to be arranged. , At this time, there must be no more chaos inside Shushan.
This protector was also a figure from the older generation. His eyes turned red, tears flowed down, and he was speechless.
A protector from the Chaotian Pavilion came to help Ye Hen, the head of the Huandao Sect, to remove the secret art of pulse fixation in his body and apologized.
The nine major factions won another round.
Ye Hen left Qinglian Pond and came to Feixian Palace.
"It's strange. You've achieved this level today. Why hasn't Li Mu shown up yet?"
Ye Hen, the leader of Huandao Sect, sat cross-legged, motionless.
Ouyang Yu frantically tried to rush forward, but was stopped by Mr. Shuiyue and others next to him.
"Father… "
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Beside the Green Lotus Pond.
Li Mu was immersed in the world of sword intention.
"This is the fate of being an enemy of the nine major sects, and you will not be able to live in peace."
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"I don't need to compete for the remaining six rounds. None of you are my opponents. It's better to surrender early and give up Baidi City to save some energy for you."
She helped Lianchi stand firm and tried to calm down her mood.
"Hahaha, I'm so vulnerable."
This poem is full of sword energy and has Li Bai's unique extreme romanticism.
As the most romantic poet in ancient China, Li Bai was praised and worshiped by countless people throughout his life, and his poems are full of magnificent illusion elements, just like an immortal in the sky. Many of his poems are written by only Li Bai. You can write about the free and elegant feeling and taste.
Another old friend is dying.
Ouyang Huanyu, who fought for Shushan, died in battle.
[Xia Ke Xing] is Li Bai's masterpiece.
There is an ancient Chinese martial arts proverb: The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers.
She was attacked by someone, and with Shushan's unique pulse-setting technique, the true energy in her body was locked, making her unable to move.
The Shushan masters on the Divine Light Shuttle all had angry and sad faces on their faces.
The day is like blood.
Looking back in the distance, on the West Sea Sword Sect's airship, the body of Ouyang Huanyu, the master of Chaotian Pavilion, was still hanging on the mast.
Not too possible.
"Senior Ye, I'm offended."
In the small world in the Qinglian Pond, Li Mu was immersed in the ocean of sword intent in [Xia Ke Xing].
But for Shushan, they were faced with an almost desperate situation. Wu Ming and Ouyang Huanyu, two strong men with broken sutras, were crushed to death in an almost humiliating way, and Shushan could not find anyone who could defeat them. Tan Rushuang's "Suddenly Breakthrough in Strength" [Xihai Yijian].
Mr. Shuiyue originally wanted to say something, but seeing the look on Ye Hen's face, he swallowed the words as they came to his lips and could no longer say them.
The popularity of the people in Shushan was completely destroyed.
Ding Yi was in the crowd, frowning, his eyes struggling, but in the end he didn't speak.
"Where is Brother Ouyang?" Ye Hen turned around, stared at the protector, and asked word by word.
The two sides fought to a score of 2 to 2, and it was a draw for the time being.
Ye Hen, the head of Huandao Sect, flashed and landed on the floating arena like a stream of light.
[Xia Ke Xing] There are twenty-four paragraphs in the whole article, one hundred and twenty words. Each word is turned into a strange sword meaning rune, which contains the true meaning of the sword. Li Mu opens his eyes, and his mental power is like a tentacle, constantly Capture this kind of sword meaning rune, and then realize and understand it.
In a blink of an eye, the sun rises high on the second day.
He finally brought the body of Chaotian Pavilion Master Ouyang Huanyu back to the airship, passed it through the shoulder with a barb, and hung it bloody on the mast, exposing it to the scorching sun.
After experiencing the battle at the God's Tomb, the girl in black gauze felt that her research and understanding of Li Mu had reached a certain level. This sinner was definitely not the kind of person who was greedy for life and feared death. He had the characteristics common to the rumored sinners and immortals. He is ruthless and brave and will never abandon his robe and leave.
If you want to understand, you must first understand poetry.
He also understood why the other party wanted to sneak attack on him.
She wasn't angry at all, just uncomfortable.
In the past, when Shushan had not yet fallen apart and the seven major branches were at their peak, Ye Hen, Ouyang Huanyu, Shuiyue and others were all outstanding figures among the young generation of Shushan. They had fought side by side, and although they were not convinced by each other, many of them There is a struggle, but how can ordinary people understand this kind of emotion that has lasted for nearly a hundred years
"You can fight again tomorrow. I want you to do even better in tomorrow's ring battle. No matter who is in Shushan, they will be killed. Do you understand?" The words of the girl in black gauze were creepy.
time flies.
What Ye Hen said was so categorical that no one could question it.
"Let's go back."
The female killer in [Killing Houses in Black] finally felt that things might be different from what she imagined.
No more tears.
Feixian Palace, which used to be bustling with people, was now silent. Long Wu was seriously injured, Wuming died in battle, Ouyang Huanyu died in battle, and only Mr. Shuiyue and Ye Hen were left as the talkative figures in the Broken Realm of the older generation. personal.
Time passes minute by minute.
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For a moment, he wanted to rush directly to the floating arena and start the fifth arena battle, but he still held back.
People from both sides of the good and evil appeared on both sides of the floating arena, and four people from the earth, including Luo Xuanxin, Xiao Dong, Lu Xun, and Qiu Shuiming, also appeared on the Shenguang Shuttle—the first time they were Being allowed to watch the battle also hopes that, as rising stars, they can remember today's scene forever and understand how the real strong fight.
But as the saying goes, all methods lead to the same goal through different paths, swords and swords only have something in common at the level of martial arts.
"Qin Rushuang, you went too far to deceive others. This is a fair arena battle. You can just use external force. Why are you insulting the body of the deceased?" Mr. Shushan Shuiyue said angrily: "Your Xihai Sword Sect is also known as a famous and upright sect. One of the Seven Supreme Beings of the Righteous Path, do you really have no face at all?"
Could it be that Li Mu has already escaped
Ye Hen had no fear and took the initiative to invite a fight.
The green clothes are like spring, and the scimitar is like electricity.
Long wind hunting.
Very, very uncomfortable.
In the mortal world of murder, escape from the white blade.
Around Li Mu's body, every word of the poem "Xia Ke Xing" was flowing and flying. The silver handwriting seemed to be the runes of heaven. Each stroke contained the true meaning of the sword.
The girl in black gauze clothes felt uneasy.
[A Sword from the West Sea] Tan Rushuang looked up to the sky and laughed.
The fourth of ten arena battles came to an end.
The battle was over. He was holding a bloody head in his hand, and at his feet, the headless body of Ouyang Huanyu, the master of Chaotian Pavilion, one of the seven branches of Shushan, was lying in a pool of blood. Trampled underfoot.
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[Master Jade] Ouyang Yu stood on the divine light shuttle, looking desperate and sad. Tears flowed uncontrollably. Then his legs went weak, and he knelt down while thinking about the direction of the floating arena.
He died on her behalf.
He threw Ouyang Huanyu's head on the ground, stepped on it, and said ruthlessly.
Tan Rushuang sneered.
There is no sun or moon in cultivation.
Ye Hen tried all kinds of methods, but couldn't get out of trouble, and felt anxious.
"Tomorrow, I will fight. If I die, Shushan will admit defeat in these ten arena battles and withdraw from Baidi City. There is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices. Recuperate and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback."
"Oh, why bother?"
Then why hasn't he shown up yet
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In the past two days, he had killed Wuming and Ouyang Huanyu, making him feel the wonderful feeling of having invincible power. It was like drinking alcohol, which made Tan Rushuang intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.
The essence of the chivalrous swordsmanship lies in this poem.
The corners of his eyes were slightly red, but tears did not flow down.
Li Bai himself also said that he hoped that Li Mu could absorb the essence of his chivalrous swordsmanship and integrate it into his sword skills. Therefore, Li Mu did not consider giving up swords to practice swordsmanship at all. He was understanding the commonalities of swordsmanship.
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Li Mu practices swordsmanship.
Time is like running water.