At this moment, a sharp sword flew out from between Lao Li Tou's eyebrows.
This sword is extremely dark, as if there is a spirit roaring, it is extremely strange.
Xiao Zifeng stared at this sword and murmured: "This is Lao Li Tou's spiritual sword.
It's very different from his sword-wielding style. "
This dark sword seemed to be cheering for joy, and Old Li Tou's breakthrough also made him feel happy.
The sword body reflects the faint light and is extremely smooth.
It and the Green Scale Sword strangely complemented each other.
The green dragon surrounded Lao Litou, and the long black energy surrounded the green dragon.
Let the domineering Qinglong become more mysterious and majestic.
After so many years, Lao Li Tou has never felt so refreshed as he does today.
Today, he not only broke through to the previous realm, but also made a qualitative improvement.
It has even touched the threshold of the world.
An extremely powerful sword energy struck into the distance, leaving a deep sword mark on a majestic mountain cliff.
Ghost Sword Li Mokuang returns again.
Xiao Zifeng stood aside and applauded.
"Congratulations, Lao Litou."
Lao Litou did not reply, but took his sword and swung it towards Xiao Zifeng.
Xiao Zifeng was so frightened that he hid.
Lao Li Tou didn't use sword energy. He broke through, saw his own swordsmanship clearly, and gained new insights.
However, he still doesn't know how to use Xiao Zifeng's weird sword moves.
Old Li Tou was a little disbelieving.
"You use "Immortal Kneel" on me. "
Xiao Zifeng: "Ah! That's not good."
Only now did Lao Litou break through and feel good about himself.
"Come if you want, there are so many..."
bump!
Dust was everywhere, and a pair of knees caused a strong impact.
There was no surprise. Old Li Tou, who had been so high-spirited just now, became pessimistic at this moment.
There was no possibility for him to resist. It was still the same as before. In just a moment, he knelt down unconsciously.
They are all the rules of swordsmanship that he has touched. He, a swordsman from the second realm, can't resist a martial artist from the eighth realm. Even if he has just touched it, it is impossible that he has no resistance at all!
"Are you kidding me?"
Xiao Zifeng immediately said righteously: "If I lied to you, would you have made such progress?
Are you so high-spirited?
If I lied to you, what was your real breakthrough?
What is this extremely fierce sword move of yours? "
When Xiao Zifeng said this, he pointed to the cliff in the distance.
"Look at the cliff being split open by you, do you think you still need to question me? None of this can be faked.
The main reason why you can't resist is that your understanding of the way of the sword is still far behind.
Think about it, how long have I mastered this kind of swordsmanship?
My kind of swordsmanship has no lethality, so it is understandable that it has such a strong effect. After all, it is obtained in exchange for lethality.
Swordsmanship cannot be judged by level of realm. It depends purely on talent and understanding. "
Old Li touched his chin and thought about his breakthrough just now. After all, although he had been immersed in kendo for so many years, he had only just come into contact with and understood the rules and regulations of kendo.
Xiao Zifeng started practicing swordsmanship a long time ago. At that time, he was not even a practitioner.
From that time on, he began to practice and began to understand.
It is probably because of this reason that the power of his Qi and blood can be so strong.
If you think about it this way, it should be right.
Then, such a picture suddenly appeared in Lao Li's mind.
What would happen if you take Xiao Zifeng with you when you go?
Will he kneel?
The more I thought about this idea, the more excited I became, growing like a weed in Lao Li Tou's mind.
Lao Litou quickly shook off this sinful thought, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt it.
He is a swordsman, a proud swordsman.
How could a swordsman who had to get up from where he fell use such despicable means?
Afterwards, the two returned to Zhao Mansion.
After dinner, Huici returned to the room to exercise and heal her injuries.
Xiao Zifeng and the other three were left alone in the hospital to talk.
Zhao Xuanluo played with the "Nameless Wooden Sword" that ranked first in the list of 100 famous swords in the world.
"If people knew that this was the best sword in the world, I don't know how many people would be shocked."
The corner of Lao Li's mouth twitched a little. He was the best swordsman in the world.
Even now, he can't guarantee that he can get this title.
He actually let the kid in front of him take it. Whenever he thought about this, he felt dreamy.
Xiao Zifeng ignored Zhao Xuanluo's teasing, but looked at Lao Li Tou: "When do you plan to challenge?"
Ever since he learned about the origin of the Green Scale Sword, he had inquired about some rumors about the ghost sword in the world.
Another reason why Old Li Tou came to the imperial capital was deduced.
After Zhao Xuanluo heard this, he also became concerned.
Although Qingshan Sword Immortal no longer lives up to his reputation as the best swordsman in the world, he is still the strongest in Dazhou.
This made her feel a little jealous of Lao Li. In a confrontation between top swordsmen like this, there was no such thing as holding back. For them, the most respectful way for their opponents was to use their full strength.
This is why after the original battle, after Old Li Tou disappeared, there were rumors in the world about the death of Ghost Sword.
Kendo fighting is not just playing house.
Old Li Tou just said lightly: "I'm sure."
Xiao Zifeng clenched his chin and analyzed: "You must have thought so when you challenged him, right?
As a result, people everywhere now say that you are dead. "
Lao Li narrowed his eyes: "If you feel that life is no longer fun, I can help you.
No need to beat around the bush like that. "
Xiao Zifeng was not false at all, but said plausibly: "If you put a hammer in front of me, I will ask you, is what I said true?"
Old Li Tou was silent.
After all, he really didn't have a definite idea of the opponent's strength.
Although he asked Zhou Suifan, he only had a rough guess.
But this is a knot in his heart. After losing that battle, this calamity has been buried in his heart.
No longer fighting, he still found it difficult to let go.
Although Xiao Zifeng knew that Old Li Tou was sometimes not serious, but sometimes the old man was just a stubborn donkey.
"The boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains, but when you look down, I am still me.
I don’t want to dissuade you anymore. What should I do next? How to do it? Make your own decision.
At worst, if you die, I will help you get revenge in the future.
I'm going to bed. "
Old Li Tou smiled and scolded: "With your talent, you still want to avenge me."
Xiao Zifeng turned around and replied: "Just because I am the God of Swords."
The martial arts swordsman of the Eight Realms? It's not impossible.
Zhao Xuanluo also left, but shouted loudly: "Butler! Prepare a fine golden nanmu coffin."
He turned around and looked at Lao Litou's approximate height.
"It needs to be able to fit seven feet!"
Lao Li Tou couldn't help but want to use foul language now, he might as well be Zhou Suifan.
Zhou Suifan sneezed.
"Who's talking about me?"
