Ou Ren held the hilt of the sword and slowly drew out the sword hanging from his waist.
Li Su leaned forward slightly, exerted a little force on the toes of both feet, and quietly performed the Jade Rabbit Foot Kick-off.
Uh-huh.
The sword is unsheathed.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Li Su, and the entire sword body emitted thousands of sword auras like lotus root threads, all rushing towards Li Su.
Li Su put his hands behind his back, and his figure was like a stream of light, rushing straight into the silk-like sword energy.
Threads of sword energy attack the body, like a knife cutting flesh.
"This body..."
In the deepest part of Laojun's hall, the old swordsman brushed his beard, and his deep eyes flashed with wonder.
He could clearly feel that after the sword energy like lotus root silk seeped into Li Su's pores, it seemed as if he had entered a vast and boundless world, and lost contact in an instant.
Li Su endured the stinging pain and came to the front of Ou Ren. Ou Ren's whole body bloomed with light and disappeared in an instant.
"One move." Li Su whispered, turning to look behind him.
The sword struck, like a lightning bolt, and it was so fast that it was unstoppable.
Li Su did not block it. He still put his hands behind his back and allowed the sword to strike.
Hard connection!
The tip of the sword stopped outside Li Su's chest, unable to penetrate any further.
"Is this the self-confidence of a martial artist?" the old swordsman whispered. The second sword issued by Ou Ren was enough to kill a peak powerhouse in the Condensing Core Realm.
But the stabbing on Li Su's chest was like stabbing on an indestructible Vajra Essence Mother, unable to shake it at all.
This made the old swordsman realize that he had underestimated this heir of the Golden Scale Sect too much.
"Two moves." Li Su whispered.
The lotus man held his sword and retreated two feet away.
There was silence.
Even Bai He and Zhou Futian, who were fighting in the sky, stopped.
Everyone knows that the third move of Li Su and Ou Ren will have a clear result.
"Maybe it's a little hot." Li Su said warmly.
"Hot?" The old swordsman was surprised.
Everyone around him also looked puzzled.
"Ya'er is not afraid." Bing Qingya's voice sounded in Li Su's mind.
Li Su closed his eyes and slowly clenched his fists.
Under the icy blue sleeves, his arms were like the earth about to erupt and crack with magma, dark red like red-hot iron.
During his time in the Biyun Mountains, he did not simply rely on brute force or animal transformation to fight the enemy. He also evolved the various moves he knew to a certain extent.
Among them, the Blood Phoenix Flame Wings gave him a big surprise.
Now, his blood phoenix flame wings can be integrated into his arms.
"It's not good." The old swordsman whispered, and with a thought in his mind, Ou Ren instantly slashed forward with his sword.
Before the sword was struck, the ground was already cracked.
Li Su suddenly opened his eyes, moved his feet, and his figure was like a cannonball. With his right fist in front, a fist mark burst out like a blazing sun.
"Fire Emperor!"
Li Su let out a loud roar, and his fist seals, as blazing as the sun, surged towards Ou Ren like a gushing volcano.
Ou Ren's sword has been slashed out, and the powerful sword energy was annihilated in an instant.
The fierce flames attached to the blazing fist seal covered Ou Ren's body.
Burn it!
After the fist seal passed, the earth turned dark red.
Everyone held their breath, and their eyes flashed with intense shock.
"So strong..."
Someone murmured, the afterglow of that punch still lingering in their eyes.
"His strength..." Duanmu Congliang breathed out softly, thinking that Brother Boyang really gave him face just now.
"Why do you feel that he is so much better than your brother?" Ouyang Yujie stared at Li Su with wide eyes. Even though she was six feet away, she could still feel the waves of heat.
"This punch..." Ouyang Qingshu clenched his fists, feeling powerless in his heart.
The gap was wider than he imagined.
Not on the same level at all!
Laojun's hall.
The expressions of the guests in the hall were not much different from those of the geniuses outside.
Amazed, shocked, scared, unbelievable...
"Interesting." The old swordsman brushed his beard and chuckled.
Everyone came back to their senses and whispered to the people around them. Most of their faces showed shock.
"I was careless. If I had known earlier, I would have used the golden puppet." The old swordsman said secretly, feeling a little depressed.
Ou Ren was controlled by him, but he never thought about defeat.
It's a pity that even if he controls it, Ou Ren's power is limited. In order to let Ou Ren win, he will not secretly take action to help Ou Ren resist...
In the square courtyard.
Li Su took a breath, put his hands behind his back again, and looked up at the sky.
In the sky, Bai He and Zhou Futian were confronting each other.
"You brat, you have to save some face for the old swordsman." Xiangxiu's dissatisfied voice sounded in Li Su's ears.
Li Su's expression remained normal, and he held out three fingers of his right hand behind his back calmly.
"These three moves of yours are not as good as one." Xiangxiu was speechless, thinking that the first two moves were duel, so you just put your hands behind your back. Who couldn't tell that you weren't serious?
on the sky.
"I think I helped you once." Bai He looked at Zhou Futian.
Zhou Futian said: "Originally, my opponent could let me swing my sword to my heart's content, but you probably can't."
"Ha~." Bai He said coldly, "I won't bully you either. The power of the Condensing Core Realm will defeat you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai He turned into a sharp white stream of light and struck Zhou Futian.
A flying sword fell from the sky and stabbed Bai He directly.
Bai He's body stopped ten feet away in front of Zhou Futian.
The flying swords surged out, as if one transformed into nine, surrounding the white crane's long beak.
This battle completely broke out.
Everyone looked up.
Compared to the battle between Li Su and Ou Ren, this battle looks undoubtedly more exciting.
Sword light filled the sky.
The bodies of Bai He and Zhou Futian were intersecting like streams of light.
The weaker Tianjiao could not clearly see the fighting movements of the crane, and could only see the two streams of light colliding continuously.
"My strength..." Li Su watched quietly, feeling a little emotional.
Once upon a time, during the battle at Taihu Lake, he could not see clearly the battle between the masters, and could only see the collision of streams of light.
Now, whether it was Bai He or Zhou Futian, every move was under his eyes.
After the strength is improved, the eyesight will also be greatly improved.
"Brother Futian..." Li Su frowned slightly.
"Little friend." At this time, a familiar voice sounded in Li Su's ears.
Li Su was startled, and before he could respond, he felt the scene around him change instantly.
A familiar monument-shaped boundary stone came into view.
Li Su blinked.
"I'm very curious, why can my memory age be older than my bone age?" The old swordsman wearing a purple Taoist robe stood in front of Li Su, looking at the boundary monument in front of him, and asked leisurely.
"I knew you were going to ask this question." Li Su calmed down, looked at the boundary monument, and said thoughtfully, "Senior Sword Immortal is 18 years old. Have you ever heard of the goddess from two thousand years ago?"
