Chapter 2772 Piaoyun Penetrating Cloud Palm
As he spoke, Lu Xuan danced lightly with each move, with the domineering aura of a sword coming from the west, and the beauty of ever-changing flowers. Everyone in the Emei sect was shocked that he actually knew Emei swordsmanship!
The Emei Sword routine has tight movements and clever connections. When using the sword, the body techniques focus on twisting and folding, swallowing and pitching, and rolling to attack.
The sword technique requires that the sword moves like a swallow flying, and the sword falls like the wind stopping, avoiding the beard, and moving a thousand pounds in four ounces.
In this way, "the five elements seem to be tangible during practice, and they can rise and fall as you wish. The energy should follow the sword, and the eyes should follow the sword."
The steps should follow the movement of the waist, and the waist, hands and feet should be agile." This fully embodies the special style of Emei swordsmanship that is "rigid, soft, crisp, fast and skillful".
At this moment, Lu Xuan's full display appeared, and the old nuns and young nuns of Emei were all shocked.
Several elders were sighing: "Martial arts wizard, martial arts wizard!"
Lu Xuan and Master Jing'an used the same sword skills to fight against each other, but Lu Xuan gained more and more advantage.
As you can imagine, Lu Xuan once again hit her hard in the face, making her want to die from shame and anger!
After another fierce fight, the two separated instantly.
The sycamore tree behind Master Jing'an was broken on the spot by the huge momentum.
Lu Xuan, who was flying upside down with his sword, was about to hit a sycamore tree when he suddenly kicked off one foot. His body that was originally flying upside down rushed towards the unsteady Master Jing'an again at a faster speed.
The black giant sword in his hand was full of sword intent, and the surrounding area was infiltrated by the cold sword intent, making the murderous intent even more intense. The huge sycamore tree that he kicked up collapsed in an instant.
The fighting spirit was overwhelming and the killing intent was overwhelming. After the battle, Lu Xuan didn't feel any fatigue at all. However, Master Jing'an was panting heavily. She had already fallen into a disadvantage.
Seeing Lu Xuan rushing towards her again, Master Jing'an had no chance to breathe. She took half a step back with her right foot and drew an arc with the purple moon in her hand, sublimating the killing to the level of art. She faced the black arc in Lu Xuan's hand. Greatsword.
Clang! Lu Xuan's sword became more powerful and powerful. What frightened Master Jing'an even more was that Lu Xuan became more brave and terrifying as he fought.
Lu Xuan even used Emei swordsmanship to fight against her. This was simply insulting!
"Poof!" Under the shock of the two swords, the counter-shock force of the Purple Moon Sword was transmitted to Master Jing'an's body. She spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then flew out completely.
At this moment, Lu Xuan looked at Master Jing'an coldly with a self-centered attitude, and the dignified head of the Emei Sect was like an ant in his eyes.
"Pfft!" Master Jing'an spat out another mouthful of blood. She couldn't stand Lu Xuan's arrogant aura, because just now, she looked at Lu Xuan with contempt like this.
But now it's reversed. This is a fact that the arrogant Master Jing'an cannot accept!
The sound of the collision just now made the whole earth tremble, and the air flow stimulated by the collision stirred up dust. When the dust flew, the entire sycamore forest was filled with haze.
When the haze dissipated, Lu Xuan stood upright, his eyes still cold and strange, and behind him, Master Jing'an, three meters away, had eyes full of anger.
"Ding!" A crisp sound came, and the Purple Moon Sword in Master Jing'an's hand suddenly broke into two pieces, and the blade of the sword was inserted straight into the soil.
One sword can destroy all the swords in the world. The power of the ancient divine weapon Xuanyuan Sword, the Purple Moon Sword is not immune to it!
Master Jing'an murmured: "Impossible, this is impossible, how could I lose!"
The Purple Moon Sword is a symbol of the leader's position. When the sword is there, the leader is there. If the sword dies, the leader will abdicate!
This means that Master Jing'an has lost her position as the head of the Emei Sect!
To this day, Master Jing'an still can't understand why Lu Xuan is so strong. The power he unleashes is simply as powerful as destroying the world.
"It's amazing, it's really amazing," people from several families and martial arts families sighed.
Tang Yong and the other seven sighed: "The boss is indeed the boss, he is awesome!"
Tang Yun's eyes were like autumn water, and she was extremely happy to see Lu Xuan defeat Master Jing'an!
After being pressed down and beaten for a long time, the arrogant Master Jing'an felt depressed for a while, and she decided to give it a try. She yelled: "Our Emei Sect is not just about swordsmanship. !”
With that said, Master Jing'an took advantage of Lu Xuan's inattention and punched him.
Another sneak attack!
Everyone looked at Master Jing'an, this despicable and shameless old nun, and wanted to beat her to death with sticks.
Several elders of the Emei Sect looked at each other, and they understood each other's eyes. The Ziyue Sword was broken, Jing'an had lost her identity as the leader, and had lost Emei's face, so they had no choice but to drive her out of Mount Emei. !
Master Jing'an was trying her best to reverse this bad situation by injuring both sides. She was confident that with her punches, she could seriously injure the young man on the spot as long as she hit Lu Xuan.
"Piao Yun Chuan Yun Palm!" Master Jing'an roared and attacked violently!
This is the essence of the Emei School's palm technique. The palm force is swallowed and exhaled, flickering unsteadily, to draw away the enemy's internal energy, and then attack!
The cold wind in his palm made Lu Xuan frown!
This palm not only used Master Jing'an's strongest move, but also mobilized all the internal energy in the body to focus on this strike. This was Master Jing'an's obvious intention to accomplish all the results in one battle.
It's just a pity that her thoughts never escaped Lu Xuan's eyes.
Lu Xuan found that as his internal skills became more and more sophisticated, his eyesight and other five senses became extremely sharp. He noticed Master Jing'an's eyes as soon as she moved. When she yelled, Lu Xuan immediately understood that this old nun was going to risk his life.
After losing her position as head of the clan, Master Jing'an certainly wanted to die with Lu Xuan!
Seeing the opponent's palm strike, Lu Xuan rushed forward and shortened the distance between the two.
At the same time, Lu Xuan's palms quickly hit Master Jing'an's shoulders, and then, without waiting for the other party's reaction, he retracted his palms with the force of the shock and immediately slapped him on the left side.
Master Jing'an only heard a sound. First, her shoulder hurt, and the energy and blood in her body surged. Then Lian Yunshi's internal strength was affected, and the fists in her hands could not help but slow down a little.
And because of this delay, Master Jing'an's palm wind failed to hit Lu Xuan. Instead, his chest hurt, and almost without any interruption, the side of his palm, wrist and forearm were slapped continuously. .
The force was not strong, but it hit where she was lucky, and the first palm that hit her happened to hit Tan Zhong.
The sum of Lu Xuan's several blows directly shook the energy in Master Jing'an's body into chaos, and the right palm he swung out no longer had the original momentum.
