The fat monk is as brave as a god or a Buddha. The more he fights, the more brave he becomes. His sword energy becomes more and more fierce. One strike of his sword can make the air explode, and the sword keeps trembling.
"Click!" a sound sounded!
The long sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand could not withstand the fierce sword energy of the fat monk and broke into two pieces the moment the two faced each other.
The fat monk laughed loudly, concentrated his divine power in his sword energy, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Your sword is broken!"
Li Xiuyuan frowned slightly, his expression remained motionless, and he took advantage of the situation to step back another foot, waving another long sword in his hand.
"Okay! That's great, sir!"
Sitting at the door of the grotto, Xiaohu clapped his little hands and laughed, hehehe said: "Great monk, my husband still has a sword!"
The fat monk didn't know that what Li Xiuyuan was lacking most right now was swords and bows, including those for the Imperial Qin Imperial Army, the Ma family's killers, and the Xiongnu monks in Yuezhi City.
In short, I have countless swords, just come over.
From his point of view, the mysterious fat monk in front of him was equivalent to a monk in the Eight Tribulations realm of the Monastery Dynasty. He didn't know what the level of cultivation in Da Qin's Heavenly Dao Ascension Realm was.
At least the fat monk in front of him was much more powerful than the mysterious old man who was Zhang Liang's master.
Even so, Li Xiuyuan still did not take out his Purple Bamboo Sword, because the bamboo sword was engraved with two runes, and when the sword was drawn, it would kill the enemy.
And the guy in front of him was just competing with him.
With a wave of his hand, Li Xiuyuan threw the broken long sword and the broken sword on the ground to the shore with a wave of his hand.
While the fat monk was stunned, he saw another long sword in his hand. When the sword was drawn out, it was no different from the previous long sword. It just pointed quietly at the opponent in front of him.
"Try again!"
Li Xiuyuan moved and jumped up instantly. At the same time, the long sword in his hand turned from defense to offense.
With just one slash of the sword, the fat monk was so frightened that he flew back two feet and screamed: "What a fast sword!"
When the sword came out, it was naturally Li Xiuyuan's self-enlightened sword-drawing technique!
Just between waving his hand, although the sword energy was not like a rainbow, it was so fast that the fat monk had to fly backwards.
This is what Xiao Hei told Watson at the beginning, when the power is controlled to a certain extent, the enemy can be defeated with speed.
Just in the blink of an eye, Li Xiuyuan used the two sword techniques he learned from the Tianshan Sword Sect and the two sword techniques from Qingcheng to slash out continuously, and he was as smooth as lightning for a while!
The swords of the two men immediately flashed upon contact, not making contact with the fat monk's black sword, nor even stopping for a moment.
Looking into the fat monk's eyes, Li Xiuyuan's swordsmanship was as fast as a thunderbolt.
There is only one word to describe it, and that is fast, faster, so fast that it went by in the blink of an eye, so fast that before he could see clearly, the next sword had already hit his chest two feet away.
For a moment, the fat monk looked solemn and stepped back again and again. He felt that he had a mountain of supernatural power, which he could not use under such a fast sword.
However, the fat monk's cultivation level was there after all. How could a divine monk who was about to see ascension fall into a disadvantage like this?
The fat monk, who kept retreating, tried his best to withstand the danger of the sword, and then slashed out again with the sword that gathered all his strength.
"Click!" sounded again!
Li Xiuyuan, who was unable to retract his sword, met the fat monk's black sword in the air again, and the long sword in his hand broke into two pieces in an instant!
From the time he took out the long sword to the time he struck out with a sword that was as fast as lightning, it only took five moves before the long sword in his hand broke again.
"Sir, come on!" The little tiger in front of the grotto couldn't help shouting: "Master, what is in your hand is a divine sword?"
Li Xiuyuan flew backwards at the moment the sword broke. With a flick of his hand, there was another long sword in his hand. He swung the sword like lightning and then slashed out.
When the fat monk saw it, he couldn't help shouting: "Senior brother, do you have a sword? Do you have a decent sword? Do you want me to give you one?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly and said, "I have countless swords. I don't need you to give them to me. Take them!" The fat monk sighed, narrowed his eyes, held the black sword in his hand and once again descended the mountain like a tiger, towards Li Xiu
Yuan Bei slashed his head with a swift sword.
After counting the swords, Li Xiuyuan was a minute faster than before. If he held the bamboo sword in his hand, he would completely ignore the fat monk's superb cultivation.
This was Li Xiuyuan's first attempt to use speed to deal with the fat monk's power.
Previously in Wuyu Tianshan, he was too old and no one dared to attack him.
When he came to Da Qin, there was no one worthy of his attack. Finally, he met the fat monk in front of him who had been holding back for decades and had not met an opponent. Both of them became interested.
The fat monk simply shouted: "I can't hold it in here for how many years. I must fight with you to win or lose. Don't let me go!"
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly: "You don't have to hide it, just use all your tricks."
Xiao Hu became excited and shouted loudly: "Great monk, sir, I'm not afraid of you!"
The fat monk was roared by the little tiger, and suddenly a ball of anger arose in his heart. With the roar, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the cliff rose into the sky, and a phantom of King Kong suddenly appeared on Sanwei Mountain!
In the blink of an eye, the fat monk in front of him seemed to be about to jump through the void and transcend this world.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned. He didn't expect that the fat monk had hidden his cultivation level before. It turned out that this guy was already in the realm of Nine Tribulations, and he only had one chance to ascend.
It's just that he couldn't think of why the destruction of this world's tribulation realm wouldn't cause thunder tribulation?
If his guess was correct, the day he and Xiaohu came to the grotto was when the fat monk broke through from the eighth level to the ninth level, and this guy didn't cause any thunder disaster?
Could it be that this guy caused the visions of heaven and earth that night, and it was all just because he stood on the edge of breaking through?
"Come on, let's have a good fight!"
The fat monk no longer concealed himself, laughed loudly, and struck out a fierce sword energy at Li Xiuyuan. This sword energy surpassed any of his previous swords.
This side of the world also responded to the fat monk, so a huge spiritual energy vortex appeared on the cliff. At this moment, the fat monk's divine power surged, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, which was frightening.
After defeating ten levels with one force, the fat monk in front of him has already stood at the pinnacle of this world to a certain extent, so his power is absolutely powerful.
At least when Li Xiuyuan's phoenix body and phaseless golden body were imprisoned.
With no cultivation at all, in the eyes of the fat monk and Xiaohu, it was impossible for Li Xiuyuan to defeat such a powerful opponent no matter what.
No matter how fast Li Xiuyuan was, he could not break through it with the speed of lightning. The fat monk held the weather aura and slashed at Li Xiuyuan with his sword in the realm of nine calamities.
"Don't let me down! I rely on you to defeat me and give me a basin of cold water!"
The fat monk silently felt the surging power in his meridians going towards the black sword in his hand. He couldn't help but watch Li Xiuyuan become worried. Firstly, he was afraid of him, and secondly, he was afraid that he would not be able to surprise him.
In this world, he needs an opponent, an opponent who can defeat him and give him a heads-up.
"Sir, come on!" Xiaohu didn't want his husband to be defeated by the fat monk.
"as you wish!"
While speaking, Li Xiuyuan avoided the sword energy that the fat monk had slashed out with the spiritual energy rolling on the ground, and let it strike the cliff with a rumbling sound.
Then he cut a sword mark on the bluestone slab like wildfire, but the long sword in his hand pointed at the jungle outside Yaping!
The sword was still the same sword, without a trace of light.
But at this moment, the aura around Li Xiuyuan changed. In just the blink of an eye, Li Xiuyuan broke the spiritual energy storm rolled up by the fat monk with a sword.
Let the spiritual energy vortex rolling on the cliff turn into a more powerful storm and sweep towards the woods outside the cliff.
Xiaohu looked at the scene in front of him, clapped his little hands and said with a smile: "Sir, this move is really nice. Come on, fat monk." The fat monk laughed loudly: "Yes, it is not easy for you to break my sword energy." Come on, don’t let me down!"
However, both of them were disappointed because there was no smile on Li Xiuyuan's face.
Instead, it became more and more solemn, as if the long sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and the next moment he was overwhelmed, and the sword in his hand fell on the bluestone slab on the cliff.
Xiaohu was startled and shouted: "Sir, can you please just drink some wine?"
The fat monk was also startled, frowned and asked, "Are you sick? Why don't you stop taking the injection?"
Li Xiuyuan ignored the two of them, and the long sword in his hand became heavier and heavier. At this moment, he seemed to have arrived at Tianyun Mountain in Xuanwu Continent, on top of Bamboo Peak!
That day, he had just realized how to kill the snow with a mountain!
I hold the entire bamboo peak in my hand, I am the mountain, I have always been here!
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan turned himself into a silent mountain. The mountain is here, and I want to cut the snow with the mountain!
The aura in the sky, the deciduous forest outside the cliff, and the fallen leaves around the cliff.
The moment Li Xiuyuan rolled up the whirlwind, they left the branches and the ground, flew into the sky, and merged into the swirling spiritual energy storm.
At this moment, the fat monk was finally shocked because he could not feel a trace of zhenqi fluctuations on Li Xiuyuan's body.
However, Li Xiuyuan was able to break through his spiritual energy storm with one sword and then use it for his own use.
In the view of the fat monk, either Li Xiuyuan possesses the supreme physical power of Buddhism, or his swordsmanship has directly transcended this world, and even his nine calamities cannot be detected.
Li Xiuyuan took a step forward, his expression as calm as lake water, and said slowly: "Saha sentient beings..."
The mountain-like long sword stirred up the storm in the sky. The next moment, the sky and the earth were darkened. Time and space seemed to be swallowed up. The fallen leaves in the storm turned into thousands of flowers spinning in the sky.
More and more leaves are falling, and the flowers are spinning faster and faster!
The fallen leaves in the sky on the cliff gradually gathered into a large mountain, and then the mountain turned into thousands of flowers without any warning. The flowers were like swords, and turned into a mountain beside Li Xiuyuan.
The fat monk's face also became solemn, and he changed to holding the sword with both hands while roaring, and his whole body turned into the Demon-Conquering King Kong, condensing all the strength and cultivation in his body.
Three feet away, he slashed at Li Xiuyuan with his sword. He heard a buzzing sound. It was the black sword shouting, and it was destroying the enemy as soon as the sword came out!
However, at this moment, Li Xiuyuan showed no intention of retreating, standing there like a big mountain!
The flowers turned into thousands of fallen leaves in front of me instantly turned into a mountain. No, it was deeper and more terrifying than the mountain!
After the fat monk's sword pierced through thousands of flowers, it was like falling into an abyss. There was no more sound, not even a single explosion.
But the mountain that Li Xiuyuan's flowers turned into collapsed in an instant, and the thousands of flowers turned into thousands of sharp swords, making a whining sound, and were about to chop at the fat monk the next moment!
At this moment, the fat monk finally felt something was wrong, because he saw a solemn look in Li Xiuyuan's eyes.
This is respect for death, this is an expression of confidence in one's own swordsmanship!
At this time, Xiaohu was so frightened that he lay down under the grotto, covering his mouth and speechless, for fear that he would disturb the husband next moment.
Before the Qian Qian sword could strike in front of him, the fat monk's entire body had been blown backwards by the mountain-like spiritual energy storm.
The stone walls on the cliff couldn't bear the scenery that condensed the power of heaven and earth. Large rocks collapsed, smashing rubble all over the ground.
Li Xiuyuan was neither sad nor happy, and whispered softly: "The flowers fall without a trace..."
Buzz! The sharp sword turned into thousands of flowers in the wind left Li Xiuyuan's head in an instant, like a mountain falling apart, like a mountain falling, like a mountain falling...
Go forward without hesitation and fly towards the fat monk!
