Li Xu watched the other party launch a dozen flying swords and didn't take it seriously at all.
Instead, he showed a trace of ridicule:
"Want to compete with me in sword-wielding?"
After hearing this, Liu Long also sneered:
"Aren't you practicing the Sword Control Technique? I, Senior Brother, will teach you how to control a sword today."
Say it!
The dozen or so flying swords, driven by Liu Long's consciousness, began to hover above his head.
Each one carries the sharp edge of the sword and makes a "whooshing" sound, stirring up the sword energy.
When people around saw it, they all exclaimed.
Yujian, any disciple who can enter this inner sect can't do it.
But if you want to use more than a dozen flying swords to this extent, not everyone can do it.
At most, he can only wield three or two swords, or more than three or four swords.
Moreover, the power and speed will be weakened a lot.
This can only be done by disciples who are relatively talented and have a day's understanding of the art of controlling objects.
People like Liu Long are only in the middle stage of foundation building, but they can wield more than a dozen swords perfectly, and their power is not bad.
His sword control skills alone have surpassed many of his fellow monks.
"Senior Brother Liu is so strong! He has actually mastered the art of sword control to this level."
"No, the sixteen flying swords are all controlled by divine consciousness, and they are so flexible."
"Not to mention sword-wielding, the power of his divine consciousness is already much higher than that of his peers."
"I dare not say anything else. Senior Brother Liu is definitely the number one swordsman among the younger generation in our sect."
"..."
Many people praised Liu Long.
He was quite unfavorable to Li Xu, who was standing on the other side.
But who knew that Li Xu not only ignored him, but also smiled contemptuously:
"Can this be called sword-controlling?"
Li Xu's tone was extremely mocking.
Everyone around them couldn't bear to listen.
"Li Xu, Senior Brother Liu can wield sixteen swords, and his speed and power are very strong. Do you know the art of sword wielding?"
"Forget it! This loser can only use his words."
"In front of Senior Brother Liu, Li Xu, just lie down. The number one genius in the sect is Senior Brother Liu Long."
"You also practice sword-driving skills. Senior Brother Liu's sword-driving ability is already comparable to the top among his peers."
"..."
Li Xu almost burst out laughing. He was only in the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage and was already able to wield more than a dozen swords.
It's just that the consumption of spiritual energy is a bit large.
Now that he is building a foundation, more than ten people really look down on him.
When Liu Long saw Li Xu's tough words, he also showed a arrogant attitude:
"Okay! Let me see, Junior Brother Li is good at sword control.
What's the difference? How can it compare with my sixteen flying swords? "
Liu Long stood in the field, looking as if Li Xu was about to make a fool of himself.
As a result, Li Xu stared at him and replied disdainfully:
"Sixteen counts is nothing..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xu patted the storage bag.
In an instant, spiritual power surged.
Just listen to "swish, swish, swish..." A burst of sound pierced the air.
A flying sword suddenly rose into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, sixty flying swords, controlled by Li Xu's consciousness, all floated above his head.
Sixteen to sixty, a huge gap, too intuitive.
Many disciples watching the battle looked shocked.
"What, sixty swords?"
"No way! He hasn't even built a foundation, how can he wield sixty swords?"
"W-how could this happen?"
"..."
Many people didn't understand why and looked at Li Xu with incredible expressions.
Even Liu Long's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
If you want to do it, use sixty swords.
Unless you are a monk in the late stage of foundation building or even Dzogchen, and you are a monk with some attainments in sword control.
But Li Xu, how could he wield sixty swords when he was only in the Qi Refining stage?
"H-How did you do that?"
Liu Long's tone trembled, he couldn't believe it.
Li Xu stared at him disdainfully:
"I've beaten you to death, do you still want to give me advice now?"
Liu Long felt a burning pain on his face.
At first I wanted to teach others how to use swords, but they just brought out sixty flying swords.
Liu Long couldn't help but continued:
"What's the use of sixty flying swords? A large number does not mean they are powerful."
After speaking, Liu Long pointed his sword at one point.
The sixteen flying swords above his head "swish, swish, swish..." all flew towards Li Xu.
Li Xu didn't even need to form seals, he only needed a spiritual thought.
Sixty flying swords flew out with a clatter.
He is in tune with the sword and uses the flying sword as if it is part of his body.
As long as the spiritual power is supplied, he can use a hundred or a thousand flying swords, let alone a mere sixty flying swords.
And this is the benefit of having sword spirit roots.
The sixteen flying swords quickly collided with the sixty flying swords controlled by Li Xu.
The banging sound of "bang bang bang" kept ringing.
Liu Long could clearly feel that the flying sword he controlled was obviously stronger.
However, it was impossible to shoot down the flying swords controlled by Li Xu. The opponent's flying swords were not only numerous, but also incredibly flexible.
There are countless details, such as using more to defeat less, tricky attacks, etc.
The sixteen flying swords he controlled only forcibly shot down three of Li Xu's flying swords. All sixteen of his own flying swords were shot down to the ground.
When the last flying sword landed, Liu Long's whole body went numb.
I stood there stunned, unable to believe that this was the truth.
In the large square, there were also sounds of gasping for air.
Many people were dumbfounded, looking at the scene in front of them.
"Senior Brother Liu, defeated!"
"Senior Brother Liu is the number one swordsman among our younger generation!"
"How did Li Xu do it? He didn't even build a foundation, but he actually defeated Senior Brother Liu in sword control."
"He must be hiding his cultivation, and he is definitely not in the Qi Refining Period. Otherwise, with his Qi Refining Period cultivation, he will definitely not be able to sustain the consumption of sixty flying swords."
"But what if he hides his cultivation? Those are sixty flying swords! Even those with advanced foundation building cultivation may not be able to control sixty flying swords so accurately."
"..."
Everyone looked incredulous.
Bai Yue opened her mouth wide, and Lan Cai'er in the crowd also had surprise written on her face.
Even from a distance, several elders at the entrance of the hall stared at Li Xu in surprise.
"This boy has been dormant for three years and will definitely get a great opportunity."
"That's right, he must have some secret treasure on him. Otherwise, with his first-level foundation cultivation, it would be impossible to control sixty flying swords."
"What kind of magic weapon it will be, I really want to know."
"No matter what, he is a disciple of my Changsheng Sect. Opportunities belong to others, so we old guys should not get involved."
"It seems that if Li Xu enters the inner sect again, he will regain his title as the number one genius in his sect."
"..."
Several elders were discussing.
Liu Long's face darkened:
"With your level of cultivation, you will definitely not be able to control sixty flying swords. You must have used some secret treasure!
Since it's a competition, let's not just compete with flying swords.
Now, let's compete in swordsmanship, boxing and kicking.
I want to see what else you can do to suppress me. "
Liu Long said, his whole body was shocked.
The cultivation level of the fifth level of foundation building is fully activated, and bursts of spiritual power spread.
In his hand, there is also a yellow sword...
