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Xie Xiangcai's fists were fierce, without any sloppiness. His fists shot straight to the sky and dispersed the monstrous sword energy lingering above his head.
Liu Zhumo's eyes were solemn, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead, but he was able to deal with it fairly easily.
A pure martial artist usually becomes more courageous as he fights. When his natural strength is not enough, he asks for it from the sky, adds it to his fists and feet, and then swings it out with all his strength to hit the enemy.
I saw the young man's figure rising from the ground, flying into the sky, turning over and swooping down. His fists were as strong as a mountain, and the fist marks suddenly formed, and they blasted towards Liu Zhumo who was holding two swords.
Liu Zhumo gritted his teeth and finally no longer suppressed the nearly saturated sword energy.
As soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, his body sank three feet, and then the purple-brown energy hovered three inches from the top of Shangbaihui. After an instant, it flowed back into the body, and he passed the level and returned to Wugen.
At the same time, there was a faint roar in the sky.
Xie Xiangcai's expression changed, and he quickly landed on the ground. He put on his boxing stance and looked warily at Liu Zhumo, who was not far away, with the wind of boxing lingering around him.
I saw a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky, and immediately landed heavily on Liu Zhumo's body, followed by another, and after a blink of an eye, the third struck suddenly.
Three consecutive lightning disasters fell on Liu Zhumo within just three breaths of time.
Then a strong wind came, blowing away all the burnt brown spots all over Liu Zhumo's body.
In the center of the wind and sand, a bright figure was seen soaring into the sky. The two swords in his hands pulled out a bolt of lightning from the clouds above his head and hit the young man not far away.
When Huo Changqing saw this, his face changed drastically, and his figure disappeared from the place almost instantly.
Damn it, Liu Zhumo actually used this battle as an opportunity to break through the realm and enter the Sixth Realm of Heavenly Realm in one fell swoop!
Liu Zhumo couldn't help but laugh out loud as he watched the lightning hit the young man's body.
He thought he had touched the threshold of the Sixth Realm, but he did not expect that this duel with Xie Xiangcai would actually add fuel to the breakthrough.
Now that he has successfully entered the Sixth Realm, what can Prime Minister Xie do to defeat him?
Xie Xiangcai's eyes widened, and he stepped back with his feet. He tried his best to use his fists to the extreme, and pushed the Kaishan fist seals in front of him one after another, trying to reduce the terrifying power in the lightning.
From different corners of the street, four figures shot out like arrows, and invariably flew towards Xie Xiangcai.
However, a force of coercion fell from the sky at the moment the four figures moved, sealing the four figures in place and preventing them from moving at all.
Ten miles away from Chaotian Pavilion, in the mid-air, the figure of the Director of Ceremonies was looming, with two fingers raised slightly and a smile on his face.
Lightning struck in an instant, and before the young man could move, he was blown away by the strong wind carried by the attack for more than ten feet, and landed heavily on a building, turning the street into ruins.
Liu Zhumo sneered and took advantage of the victory to pursue, Ta Kong followed the lightning and crashed into Xie Xiangcai.
In an instant, the monstrous sword energy on the male and female swords condensed into a purple-brown river, falling from the sky and hitting the ruins.
The young man in the ruins reluctantly stood up, but there was not much left of his fist power.
The long river of sword energy magnified rapidly in his eyes along with a huge bolt of lightning. Just when the boy's defense was on the verge of collapse, a stream of light came out of nowhere and formed five or six feet in front of the boy.
The stream of light squirmed quickly, and finally turned into an illusory statue, holding a fly whisk to protect the young man.
"boom--"
The river of lightning and sword energy fell on the statue, and the three collided, shaking the earth and the earth. No building for several miles around survived.
At this moment, everything was silent.
All the onlookers, warriors, sect elders, and masters were dumbfounded and stared at the incredible scene in front of them.
Everyone thought that Xie Xiangcai would completely perish here. Who would have thought that he actually had a trump card!
Isn't this young fifth-level warrior too terrifying?
In the Temple of Heaven, the old master sitting on the futon spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the color of the whisk in his hand became even darker.
Among the ruins, countless people struggled to get up, suffering only some superficial injuries.
Liu Zhumo's offensive disappeared in an instant under the resistance of the statue.
Then the light on the statue flashed away, and in a few breaths it shrank into a piece of broken armor, which fell quietly in the palm of Xie Xiangcai's hand.
Xie Xiangcai looked at the broken armor in shock.
This is the Enlu Armor that Xu Aoxue gave to herself at the King Conferment Meeting.
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, this armor actually saved his life.
After using the sword energy, Liu Zhumo seemed to have lost most of his original strength, and his overall momentum seemed a bit sluggish. However, he held on to his breath and attacked Xie Xiangcai in the ruins with his sword energy.
The scarred young man stood up while holding on to the broken floor tiles, and put the broken armor in his hand into the treasure bag at his waist. Then he smiled softly and stretched his hands to his waist, but at this time the Fengyun Sword disappeared.
Xie Xiangcai looked embarrassed, feeling the strong wind coming towards him, and his figure flickered back to Chaotian Pavilion.
Liu Zhumo's face was slightly pale, but he still suppressed his energy and volleyed up to Xie Xiangcai.
He had just entered the Sixth Realm, and the realm was not stable. In addition, the previous sword had condensed two-thirds of the original power of the whole body, and now he was in a weak state.
However, Liu Zhumo knew in his heart that the Hun boy in front of him had no strength to fight at this time!
Xie Xiangcai held the empty scabbard with one hand while looking at Liu Zhumo, who was approaching fiercely from the air.
A stream of blood flowed from the corner of Liu Zhumo's mouth, dripping onto the male and female swords in his hands. At this moment, he poured all the remaining raw power in his martial arts into the two swords, just to kill Xie Xiangcai with one blow.
The four people who were imprisoned by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by the Director of Ceremonies had different expressions.
Huo Changqing was so angry that he cursed loudly, and his murderous intention towards the old eunuch, Supervisor Si Li, reached its extreme.
Song Changhuan's fierce sword energy could not escape, causing severe pain in his internal organs.
Yu Pu paused in mid-air, clutching the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and silently recited scriptures in his mouth. In the distance behind him, golden light shone brightly in the entire Ankang Temple.
The most "comfortable" among the four, the internal officer and the ceremonial officer briefly intertwined their eyes, then slowly landed and returned to Zhao Heyue. Regardless of the other party's curses, he pushed the princess into the carriage, and then galloped back to the carriage. In the palace.
Xie Xiangcai let out a breath of turbid air, intending to use the remaining monk's housekeeping skills to deal with the sword energy in the sky.
However, at this moment, a cold light flashed across the sky, and then with a "crack" sound, a long sword rushed into the palm of Xie Xiangcai's palm.
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The young man looked at the dragon-slaying sword in his hand that kept buzzing in shock.
This is the long sword recognizing its master.
The Dragon-Slaying Sword has now identified its second owner, Xie Xiangcai.
After taking the Dragon Slaying Sword, the sharp sword energy immediately messed up the young man's internal organs. However, at this moment, he suppressed the blood in his mouth, raised his head to the sky, and swung the sword heavily towards Liu Zhumo who was coming towards him.
This sword immediately left a hideous scar on the opponent's chest.
At this moment, the sword, which understood its owner's thoughts, seemed to know who the young man was fighting for.
For his last master, the young swordsman with superb swordsmanship, the infatuated man who couldn't draw a sword because of his love.
Xie Xiangcai felt the familiar sword energy in the long sword, his heart warmed, his nose became sore, and finally he penetrated all the sword energy into his body.
"Little Junior Brother!!!"
Huo Changqing shouted angrily and watched helplessly as the young man in mid-air spit out a large mouthful of blood.
At this moment, the clouds above the young man's head turned fiery red, spreading thousands of miles and occupying half of the sky.
In the palace, a figure was smashed out of the Temple of Heaven. It looked like the old Imperial Master covered in blood.
A figure in white clothes and long sleeves soared straight into the sky, breaking through the heaven and earth cage built by three eight-level warriors. Finally, they came to a deep courtyard. They pulled the young concubine with tears on her face from the door, and rushed straight into the room like a fire. of the sky.
The young man whose face was covered with blood laughed loudly and raised the Dragon-Slaying Sword above his head.
At this moment, countless memories flooded into my mind.
"Your name is Mingzhu. It's a nice name~"
"Little swallow, little swallow, fly to the south, fly to the south..."
"Mingzhu, my father said he wanted to marry me into the palace. I don't want to be the emperor's woman. I really don't want to..."
"I will definitely save you, I will take you out of the palace, I will!"
"Little Yanzi, when we meet again in the next life, you must never forget me..."
Xie Xiangcai suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole person's aura soared to the sky.
At this moment, the sword energy was like a rainbow.
Everyone saw a slender figure in the sky, holding a sword in the air, and the clouds in front of him condensed into mountain peaks.
Thousands of miles away, on the hilltop behind Dongfeng City, countless flower petals flew away in the wind, and in the blink of an eye they arrived on the Flame Cloud Mountain above Anqing.
Xie Xiangcai tapped the clouds with the soles of his feet, and his whole body was full of energy.
He looked at the lychee trees blooming on the flame cloud in front of him. He waved the dragon-slaying sword gently in his hand, and the yellow flowers on the branches bloomed even more vigorously.
In the sky not far away, a young woman standing next to the white-haired boy burst into tears.
The shirtless boy wiped away the tears on his cheeks and swung his sword.
The world fell silent.
After an instant, the clouds and mountains dissipated, the yellow flowers disappeared, and in the sky, there was only a sword energy and Liu Zhumo with an earthy face.
"This sword..."
"This sword?"
"This sword!"
The young man above the sky was actually hanging in the void at this moment.
He stood with his sword in hand and his voice echoed throughout the imperial city.
"This sword comes from my senior brother. The whole world should know that Murong Mingzhu is a swordsman!"
On this day, all the people watching only remembered the huge sword shadow of a hundred feet in the sky, and the young swordsman who entered the realm of general with one sword.
Almost forgot.
There is also a great swordsman named Murong Mingzhu.
The name of the sword is Dragon Slayer.
Now that you have become a king in swordsmanship, go and slay the real dragon wherever there is a real dragon!
