The speed of the bamboo sword has exceeded the speed in the sense of space, and it can be reached in an instant.
The silver light blooms, dazzling, and the thunder god is faint, shocking people.
The sword is indestructible.
Fist, destroy everything!
Suddenly colliding together, ripples rippled, the earth shattered, and cracks extended in all directions, up to 10 kilometers away. Buildings along the way collapsed one after another, sending smoke and dust flying hundreds of meters into the sky.
Ding--
The bamboo sword that appeared in Liu Wei'an's heart was knocked away by an invisible force.
"Ask your heart? It would be interesting to use the secret knowledge of "Da Leiyin Temple" on your own body!" Zhu Jian said.
"Can't you move your true body?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"If you want to see me, you have to practice for another three years." Zhu Jian said.
"I feel your fear of me." Liu Wei'an said.
"It's not good to be too conceited!" Zhu Jian said.
laugh--
There was a sword mark on Liu Wei'an's arm, which was as deep as the bone. Liu Wei'an's expression did not change, as if he was not the one injured, and the Great Judgment Fist suddenly hit the void.
Peng——
The fist fell, and the bamboo sword appeared, as if it was delivered to the door.
"Does the "Dark Emperor Sutra" still have this magical effect?" Zhu Jian was curious.
"What kind of swordsmanship do you have?" Liu Wei'an was not surprised that Li Yinxiu knew the "Dark Emperor Scripture". There were very few martial arts that people of his level didn't know.
"Drinking Water Sword Technique!" Li Yinxiu didn't keep it a secret!
"Just like a person who knows when drinking water is warm or cold, drinking water with swordsmanship is a good name!" Liu Wei'an praised.
"You can still laugh!" Li Yinxiu said.
"Shouldn't I be happy to be able to defeat the drinking swordsmanship?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"That's right, it is indeed an honor to die under the sword of drinking water!" Li Yinxiu laughed dumbly, split the bamboo sword into two, stabbed one in the heart and the other between the eyebrows.
It is impossible for one sword to become two swords. Liu Wei'an most definitely has only one sword, but he has no way to see which one is virtual and which one is real. The "Dark Emperor Scripture" is running crazy, and the black mist Surging, filling this space.
boom!
In the flash of lightning, Liu Wei'an's fist dropped and blocked his heart. The sharp sword energy hit his fist, and a wisp of it could open a mountain.
Liu Wei'an's upper body shook, and his left hand brushed the bamboo sword. An ancient and mysterious aura overflowed, and the surface of the bamboo sword suddenly dimmed. Retracting like an electric shock, Liu Wei'an's eyes sharpened and he strode forward.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
The extremely dazzling fist hit the bamboo sword, like a continent hitting the sea, making thousands of waves.
boom--
boom--
boom--
…
Liu Wei'an's punches were not very fast, but they were linked together without any gaps in between. He fired thirty-eight punches in one breath, and received thirty-eight blows from his bamboo sword. Liu Wei'an suddenly accelerated and his fists became He grabbed hold of the bamboo sword, and his palm turned red, like red-hot iron.
"Red Sun Palm!"
In an instant, sword energy hit his palm one after another. Liu Wei'an felt that what he was holding was not a bamboo sword, but a giant python. He was almost shaken by the terrifying force, and his palm output a stream of energy. The power of destruction, confronting the sword energy.
In the palm of his hand, there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning flashing.
Suddenly, the sword energy of the bamboo sword surged, making a hissing sound.
Blood light burst out, and a wisp of fluctuation flashed away.
Liu Wei'an retreated three meters, and the bamboo sword was inserted into the diversion river again. The diversion river was no longer there, but the position where the bamboo sword was inserted was exactly where it was before.
Liu Wei'an lowered his head and looked at his right hand. There were dozens of sword marks crisscrossing the area. Bones could be seen in each of them. Blood was pouring out. There was a strong sword intent staying on the scars, attacking the "Immortal Heritage Sutra". "the power of.
The blood fell to the ground drop by drop, was absorbed by the soil, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"The sword is immortal!" Liu Wei'an raised his head and looked at the bamboo sword in the middle of the river expressionlessly.
"Attack the soul!" Li Yinxiu's voice contained strong murderous intent, "I won't let you!"
"Please!" Liu Wei'an raised his hand, and a bow appeared in his hand.
"A flurry of arrows!"
An unusually long ray of light cut through the void and instantly appeared in the middle of the river. It was too fast, only the light could be seen, not the arrow body.
"Xiao Dao'er!" Li Yinxiu drew out his sword and unleashed thousands of sword energies, chi chi chi, dense sword marks appeared on the ground, bottomless, cracks in the void loomed, and the black phone flashed, which was extremely terrifying.
Ding--
An arrow suddenly appeared from the void and hit the bamboo sword against the hilt. The bamboo sword swung suddenly and froze for a moment, as if a person was surprised when seeing something unexpected.
Chain arrows!
The stagnation was short, but for Liu Wei'an, it was enough. His fist was still stained with blood, but he didn't care and smashed it against the tip of the bamboo sword.
The strongest point is also the weakest point.
One punch, two punches, three punches...
The Great Judgment Fist was indestructible. However, at this moment, it seemed that it had lost its due power. The bamboo sword bloomed with incandescent sword energy, breaking the fist wind containing the coercion of heaven and earth, splitting it in two. Liu Wei'an's eyes were like lightning, and the "Dark Emperor Sutra" and "Immortal Succession Sutra" were running at the same time, making the roar of the Yangtze River, and the internal energy was endless.
"How many more punches can you throw?" Li Yinxiu asked. The Great Judgment Fist consumes a lot of money. No one can punch continuously, and the old madman can't punch for a long time. Liu Wei'an has been attacking for nearly half a cup of tea.
"How many more punches can you take?" Liu Wei'an asked back, his breath long and unabated.
Huge craters appeared on the ground, as if they had been hit by meteorites. Above the sky, a group of dark clouds slowly condensed, thunder and lightning flashed. The figures of Liu Wei'an and Zhu Jian gradually blurred, and only thunder, explosions and hisses could be heard. The sword energy breaks through the air.
laugh--
A wisp of blood spurted out, and a wisp of fluctuation slowly dissipated in the air.
Liu Wei'an retreated a hundred meters. After landing, he staggered. Close to his heart, there was a sword hole, transparent from front to back. The bamboo sword was condensed in the void, shaking and pointing at Liu Wei'an. There was an obvious crack on the sword body.
"I didn't expect that I couldn't beat you!" Liu Wei'an looked ugly.
"You are already very good!" Li Yinxiu's voice was flat and no other emotions could be heard.
"Next time you come here, it will be the day you die!" Liu Wei'an said.
"See you next time, my injury has healed!" Li Yinxiu said.
"It just so happens that it would be interesting to kill you when you were at your peak!" Liu Wei'an said.
"I'm looking forward to seeing how far you can grow next time we meet? It's been rare to see people like you in these years." Li Yinxiu said.
Liu Wei'an took a deep look at the bamboo sword. From the beginning to the end, Li Yinxiu's true body did not appear. He was injured with just one sword. He was not convinced, but he also knew that he could not kill him this time. Li Yinxiu turned around and left, disappearing in an instant.
Whoosh——
The bamboo sword disappeared into the horizon.
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