"Hmph, last time, you had a helping hand, I let you go, but today you must die by my sword!" Dao Xuan Yiming said arrogantly. 【:
Although Dao Xuan Yiming's tone is still ### unruly, his face is full of two points of dignity. He feels that Li Yan in front of him, his steps and aura are much better than those of a few days ago. But after feeling such a breath, he was a little bit puzzled, only a few days away, how could this surnamed Li make a breakthrough? And it doesn't look like a little bit.
"Xiongtai is too early to say it. It's too early for someone to die in whose hands it is not showing the sword!" Li Yan smiled indifferently, waved his hand, and appeared a long sword flashing with azure glaze. In his hands.
This long sword is exactly the high-grade magic weapon Qinghong sword.
The appearance of this sword made Li Yan's aura soaring, and the killing intent from the sword directly hung his life against the sword. It actually made the sword accustomed to seeing slaughter hang his life and feel cold!
"Well, since you can say such a big thing, let me see what you can do!" I have already faced a battle with Li Yan, and now the surname Li seems to have entered the world again. When he fell, he was transported with a lot of strength. The long wrapping cloth in his hand burst open, and the blood-drinking sword instantly came out of its sheath!
"Luohua Canse!" Last time I was defeated. After seeing Li Yan's mad dragon and eight slashing sword style, he didn't change his skills. Move to save face.
The blade's edge was like a tornado and spread directly on Li Yan. The dead leaves resting on the ground were awakened by murderous intent, and the blade was awakened by the violent aura. Li Yan avoided the edge and dropped a shadow. When he reappeared, It's five feet away.
"Why, don't you have the guts to take this move!" A wild laugh burst into the mouth of Dao Xuan Yi Ming, but the speed at which Li Yan dodges this time made Dao Xuan Yi Ming even more surprised, but the life and death game has already begun. I can't tolerate him thinking too much. A slippery step makes a person faster. The distance of five feet seems to be a blink of an eye. The blade still whirled like a tornado, completely enveloping Li Yan's vitals.
The knife is arrogant and domineering, but because the initial move failed to set the enemy, after chasing these five feet, the power of the knife has fallen by 20%.
Seeing Dao Xuan's life chasing after him, Li Yan no longer dodged this time.
He raised his sword, but he didn't see the Eight Slashes of the Crazy Dragon. This time, Li Yan slashed with one sword, but what he used was a very ordinary'Void Slash'.
It is also a simple straight punch, which a four or five-year-old child strikes, like cotton touched his body, but an adult punches, but it can be painful.
It was the same move. Li Yan, who was in his current realm, slashed out of thin air, slashing with his astonishing sword aura with sharp sharpness.
The distance between the two is only a few meters. The knife hangs in his hand, and the forward knife style does not allow him to avoid damage. Seeing Li Yan's understatement, he has such a power. Suspension of the knife can only use the knife to fight hard.
With a loud voice, the sword hangs a life worthy of being a veteran sword maker, and he forcibly stopped the oncoming horse to practice sword energy.
But then, puff! A mouthful of congested blood spattered out of his throat.
Li Yan is a dual cultivator of law and body, and he is cultivating the supreme method of "Hundred Meridian Shentong Jue". Now he has broken through the bottleneck and swung his sword. Although he did not use his full strength, he was powerful enough to match the late Dzogchen practitioners of the foundation building.
Dao Xuan Yi's life was astonished. After seeing the surname Li for a few days, his strength was soaring. He thought that he underestimated the enemy too heavy last time. He used 40% of his strength against the full force of the Shang surname Li, so he was in the move. He was defeated, but right now, he clearly felt that today's judgment was wrong. If he did not take out the unique skills at the bottom of the box, he was afraid that this empty rockery would become his grave.
"Awesome, awesome, but the surname is Li, do you think you can get past my bloody knife when you have a bit of effort?" asked rhetorically, two duels, even though they lost again, But the knife man is unwilling to bow his head half a point!
Seeing the sword hanging on his life, with such a spirit, Li Yan expressed admiration, but how many stories on Jianghu Road originated by accident, more conflicting and unprovoked? If you don't want to make yourself regret it, you have to be cruel and slash the chaos.
"Since Xiongtai, the sword is going to open the front to see the red, then Li's sword will not stop, come on, let Li teach Xiongtai's brilliant tricks!" With a calm smile, Li Yan also faced the knife who died until the death. It was an imposing statement of swordsmanship, and the voice fell, the two of them were actually flying, and at the same time they made a killer move!
Fighting! Each has its own position. Under the conflict, there is no room for turning around. Only one person can stop the fight by sprinkling blood on his head.
Hurry up! People are quicker and faster! As the two walked, the dead leaves on the ground danced like fallen leaves, and the sword was hanging. Li Yan only had each other in their eyes. The bitter killing intent was hidden invisible, and from a distance, the two of them were more like fighting. It is an extraordinary art of killing.
The blood-drinking knife with a deadly life and the Qinghong sword in Li Yan's hand mirrored each other. In the twelfth lunar month of winter, in the sound of weapon handover, under the shadow of the sword, the spring and autumn that belonged to the sword was swayed!
After more than a dozen moves, the sword was suspended for life, and red was seen in many places on his body, but he became more and more mad. Li Yan danced the Qinghong sword as if he had arrived in a state of transformation. The body of the sword was missing, and only the joy of surprise.
I haven't felt this sensation of throwing my head and spreading blood for a long time. Maybe I can gain a little advantage at this time, but maybe the next moment, it will be yin and yang separated, and it will become a long time. Li Yan's blood boiled over at this time, and he was very happy with the swordsman in front of him, but he understood that this battle should not be delayed, and the battle should be resolved quickly, otherwise the sword will hang on for the first time, and there will never be a peaceful day. .
The fourteen swords of the earth evil spectrum, in the hands of the sword hanging by a life, volatilized to the extreme, but no matter how advanced the outer martial arts, there are peaks and heights, how can a number of heights be comparable to the road of pursuing immortality
Before rebirth, Li Yan could fly into a fairy in only half a step. When he first met with the sword hanging one life, Li Yan used the mad dragon eight cut method to break the sword, letting the sword hang one life, and his mouth accumulates. Stasis, vomiting blood. Now, Li Yan has broken through the bottleneck and reached the late stage of foundation construction with Baina Exquisite Grass, and his strength is naturally different.
Dao Xuan Yi's life is also considered a very powerful role in the same level of combat power.
If it were the ordinary combat power in the late stage of the foundation building, I am afraid that Li Yan could have solved it long ago, but his sword is hanging for his life. As a warrior without spiritual roots, he can actually fight Li Yan vigorously, even though he has been defeated. Out, but if it weren't for killing people for the power bureau, it wouldn't be in vain for an admirable swordsman.
"My surname is Li, I can't keep you today, even if there is only one breath left, I will take your head and sacrifice the sword!" When the soldiers separated again, the violent fighting stopped abruptly, and the sword fell back several feet. There is a trace of determination between words, people have to fight hard, and the sword hangs for their lives in order to pursue the peak of the sword and strengthen their own strength. Only then did they take on this task, as long as they can get the Liuwei Yijin Pills in the hands of the client, He can wash the scriptures and change the marrow, and sublimate the physique again.
Cultivators pursuing the Great Way of Longevity, as a last resort, generally don’t do anything with people. However, these martial artists without spiritual roots are different. The physical body has no spiritual roots, and can’t use spiritual energy to conceive and nurture their own bodies. No matter how strong it is, one day it will end in panic.
But there is such a kind of person who doesn't want to live forever, but just asks for a flash of bloom.
Dao Xuan Yi Ming is one of them. It is his dream to stand at the pinnacle of Dao Dao. He lives for it and is crazy about it.
If Li Yan was beheaded, he could get the coveted pill from the client with a dead knife. He went further, and in his dictionary, there was no choice to take a step back.
Their respective positions are like fire and water, and only one person can survive this battle!
The knife screamed uninhibitedly, and when the knife was raised again, it was the strongest move in his life!
"The evil spirit has fourteen swords, the last one, Mu Xue Canshuang!" He said, but it didn't sound like before, the person moved first. I saw the sword hanging for a while, and then slowly said: "Li Yan, this knife has finished your calamity!"
After saying that, the life of the knife was divided into six afterimages. These six afterimages did not resemble Tanhua, but like six vivid swordsmen attacking Li Yan.
Knife Xuanyi's life is the strongest knife style, in Li Yan's view, it can give a considerable evaluation of the word'excellent! '
If you use the knife-breaking style of the eight crazy slashing method, you can only cut off one of the afterimages of the attack.
Li Yan's brows sank, and he made a decisive decision. Since the sword is hanging and is about to fight for his life, then Li Yan will definitely no longer hide his secrets!
Life and death, in a moment, the reasons for fighting for life are different, but living is the eternal truth.
The shadow of death struck, and Li Yan didn’t have time to say much. He hadn’t even started but stood firmly, the Qinghong sword turned into a shocking light, and under the control of his divine mind consciousness, it struck out with the aftershadow blade light that struck. Count the sparks!
Bang bang bang!
While breathing, Li Yan blocked the afterimages of the four incoming attacks.
If the attack of "Muxue Canshuang" of Dao Xuan Yi's life is here in the late stage of ordinary foundation building, it is afraid that the head will have fallen to the ground, and the blood will be splashed on the spot.
However, Li Yan looked solemn and dealt with it. It was hard to talk about it, but it was also safe.
bump! When the sword light came back up, it hurt Li Yan's shoulder blades and blood spattered, but fortunately, Li Yan urged the Qinghong sword to block the sword.
And when the pain had not passed through the nerve endings and reached the brain, the sixth knife, which was about to reach its extreme, covered Li Yan's head like a majestic snow.
"Come to die!" Dao Xuan yelled aloud, killing intently, with a quick and unspeakable stab, splitting Li Yan from Li Yan's Tianhua, and splitting Li Yan in half.
When Dao Xuan Yi Ming Luo was in the shape of ###, he thought that he was done, and his face was ecstatic.
This surnamed Li is so difficult to deal with, he hadn't expected it before, but luckily, he is still alive now.
But Xixing did not say anything, and the next time the knife was suspended, he realized that something was wrong.
It was just a phantom of Li Yan that had just been hit. The phantom spread and disappeared, and then a green light flashed by, and the knife was suddenly hurt in his throat.
"You are dead." Li Yan's figure appeared not far away, the Qinghong sword was held in his hand, and the undulating leaves on the flat ground were again sinking into the soil.
Dao Xuan was taken aback, but he knew it was too late, and saw him mutter convincingly: "What martial arts did you perform just now?"
"Wind-Erosion Sword Technique." Although Li Yan's face was indifferent, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. If it hadn't been for the blood escape technique just now, and clever use of illusion technique to leave a phantom in place, I was afraid it would have died. Already myself.
Li Yan's voice fell, and he came out from the mouth of the knife hanging out, as if he was praising that there are such powerful sword moves in this world, and also as if he was admiring that there was someone on this man, there was a sky outside, and his head was excited by the blood plasma clanging. When he rushed into the air and slowly fell down, he closed his eyes.
Before he came, he was still Phoenix's peerless sword master, but now, when no one collects the corpse, it can only be a corpse that can be bitten by mosquitoes and beasts.
A sigh came from Li Yan's mouth, and with a flick of his index finger, a spirit fire came out, but it enveloped the dead body of the knife and incinerated it.
The corpse became ashes, and Li Yan turned and walked away when he saw it. In the open space behind the rockery, there were only blood-drinking knives left hanging in the dry soil, as if crying as well. Witness the moment that belongs to the swordsman.