"Crack!" With a sound, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky in an instant, hitting Li Xiuyuan's head and his Samsara Sword!
"Buzz..." a chirp!
The Samsara Sword was instantly wrapped with purple electricity, absorbing half of the divine thunder from the sky, and let out a cheerful cry.
A spring divine thunder struck Li Xiuyuan on the head, instantly cutting away the bad luck that had been dormant all winter, revealing his peerless edge.
The crow in the distance was stunned and speechless.
Looking at Xiaodie'er, she shouted coldly: "Junior brother, it's been a long time since the master asked for help from heaven."
Crow Crow then remembered, looked at her and said, "Sister, you don't know, that day outside Wangtian City, when the master killed the old devil who kidnapped you, a divine thunder fell like this..."
When Xiaodie'er heard this, she became furious.
When she was possessed by the devil, she almost became a little witch. In order to save her, the master and his junior brother killed the old devil in the mountains.
Today another old devil came here who did not know whether to live or die and wanted to take the master's life.
In anger, Xiao Die'er roared at the master who was a hundred feet away: "Master, what did you do when the old devil wanted Xiao Die'er's life!"
Li Xiuyuan, who had a tribulation thunder all over his body, suddenly felt extremely proud when he heard this.
Looking at Ouyang Chongming, he replied coldly: "That day, your junior brother killed him with one sword!"
Xiao Die'er said again: "Today the old devil wants my master's life, so what should I do?"
Before Li Xiuyuan could reply, the crow roared: "Master, swing your sword and kill him!"
"Boom!" a sound sounded.
This time, two divine thunders fell together, one hitting Li Xiuyuan's head and the other hitting the crow's head.
The crow was so angry that he looked up to the sky and cursed: "I'm not going to survive the tribulation, why are you attacking me? Attack that old devil!"
Xiao Die'er was startled, and then whispered: "Junior brother, stop scolding, look at the master."
The moment the divine thunder fell on the Samsara Sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand, a thick purple lightning flashed from the sword, taking away most of the tribulation thunder.
Li Xiuyuan silently felt the power of thunder in his flesh and blood like a torrential flood, and pointed his sword at Ouyang Chongming.
A roar: "Come and fight!"
There were three thunders in the sky, but not a drop of rain fell. There was a faint smell of green grass in the slightly cold wind.
In such a vibrant spring, Li Xiuyuan did not hesitate to send an invitation to a life-and-death battle to the elders of the Holy Land.
Just like that year, on the high platform of Tianyun Mountain, he also issued an invitation to the Holy Land Tianjiao for a life-and-death battle.
More than ten years have passed on this side.
The opponent in the decisive battle was Tianjiao's master, and the boy was still the same boy as before.
The spring breeze is blowing, and soon the ground will be filled with flowers. But one person in the decisive battle is destined not to see the flowers blooming on the grassland this year.
Because Ouyang Chongming doesn't care about victory or defeat, only life and death.
Some things cannot be avoided, just like the person who is supposed to come always comes to the door, walking all the way from the snowy Lantian to here.
How could Li Xiuyuan retreat with the divine sword in his hand?
Similarly, Ouyang Chongming was also angry, and the flame in his chest was ignited by the boy's voice.
Once upon a time, not to mention the vast snowfields, not to mention the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, even the Four Holy Lands, there were not many opponents who could challenge him to a life-or-death battle.
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But today, a blind boy ignored him.
Just two soft words, but like a cold sword, it struck him instantly!
With the spiritual sword in hand, he was filled with murderous intent, and he didn't even take a step forward.
He just slashed forward with a sword, and saw a sword energy instantly piercing the spring wind, making a roar like a tiger's roar, like a dragon's roar, and slashed at the young man in the wind.
Feeling the cold sword energy blowing in the wind, Li Xiuyuan drew back his Samsara Sword slightly.
As if the enemy's sword was too heavy to resist, he suddenly retracted his spiritual sword, trying to protect himself.
Ouyang Chongming looked at the sword energy that cut through the air with a frosty face.
When he slashed out a life-threatening straight sword, he waved the spirit sword in his hand and slashed forward... Two sword auras, one horizontal and one vertical, tore open the spring table and headed towards Li Xiuyuan.
If the blind young man in front of him cannot take his two swords, then he can solve the life and death battle in front of him with only two swords. Even if the young man in front of him does not die, he will become a cripple.
"Woooo..."
The wind sword was accompanied by the terrible scream of the sword tearing through the void. Xiao Die'er in the distance frowned because she saw that the master did not take action.
In her opinion, both the master and the old man were gambling.
Use your own life to bet on the enemy's life, bet on how the other party can break through your sword, and whether it will take your life with one sword.
Ouyang Chongming saw a blind boy in his eyes, so he didn't bother to take a step forward.
He can kill enemies with his sword even from a distance of dozens of feet. Only two people knew what was going on in today's battle, and one wanted to keep the other's head.
The other person wanted to step over the enemy's corpse and continue forward.
Once upon a time, Ouyang Chongming had not made a move with anyone for many years.
Li Xiuyuan has been fighting along the way. His life is a constant life-and-death battle with the enemies he encounters. He has a powerful state of mind that Ouyang Chongming could not imagine.
One sword can separate life and death. In Ouyang Chongming's opinion, the two swords he slashed were very successful, because until the sword energy was slashed out like lightning, the opponent still did not move.
In order to explain to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, he bet his life on Li Xiuyuan's life today, even if he would make a mistake and fall under his opponent's sword.
In his consciousness, Ouyang Chongming was just a black shadow.
The cold eyes on his face made Li Xiuyuan confirm that this guy was the best and most conceited expert in the world.
Although the two sword energies in his eyes were not as scary as Ouyang Chongming looked at them, they were not as fast as lightning.
After seeing through the opponent's sword, the two horizontal and vertical sword energy chasing souls became much slower under the shroud of his divine consciousness.
Slow enough that he can use his own way to break the opponent's killing sword!
So, in the eyes of Xiao Die'er and Crow Crow, the master also slashed forward with two swords.
They were most familiar with the second sword. Xiao Die'er had practiced the second sword countless times.
One horizontally and one vertically.
A horizontal sword is a sword-drawing technique, which is countless times faster than Xiaodie'er's sword-drawing technique!
The vertical sword slashed out to cut the snow. In the eyes of the crow, he had already died under his master's sword!
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"Dang! Dang..." Two sounds sounded, followed by two bursts of "Boom!", exploding the void in front of the two of them.
The sword-drawing technique in an instant broke the vertical sword slashed by Ouyang Chongming; the snow-cutting sword like lightning broke the sword energy of the enemy slashed horizontally.
Two completely different sword energies met in the air, and then exploded instantly.
One is a life-threatening sword that condenses the power of heaven and earth and supreme spiritual energy!
One is the most pure and upright sword to subdue demons without a trace of spiritual power, using the power of the Nirvana body of Buddhism, combined with the catastrophe that just fell!
The light condensed on Ouyang Chongming's spiritual sword gradually weakened. This was a phenomenon where the newly condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth was broken by the opponent.
He was so angry that he took a step forward, feeling a feeling of discomfort in his chest.
Just when Li Xiuyuan took back the Samsara Sword and was about to gather the power of his physical body again, a transparent sword energy condensed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth appeared.
After cutting off the spring breeze and asking Li Xiuyuan to break through the opponent's two killing swords, he quietly whirled around and struck Li Xiuyuan from behind.
This is Ouyang Chongming's hidden sword. The first sword he struck was actually two different sword energies, and the next sword strike cleverly covered up one of the previous sword energies.
This is also a bright sword he slashed, because the three swords all attacked the enemy head-on.
The only difference is that he bullied the young man in front of him into blinding himself and not paying attention to the faintly revolving sword.
"Boom!" With a sound, a faint flame surged out of Li Xiuyuan's body in an instant.
He didn't even look back and broke Ouyang Chongming's bright sword and dark sword.
The Nirvana body of Buddhism and the fire of Nirvana could not be stabbed by a dark sword. The sword energy of this whirling sword did not even penetrate three feet behind Li Xiuyuan.
He was instantly swallowed up by this flame, and even Ouyang Chongming couldn't see clearly.
Crow shook his head and said, "Is this guy an idiot who wants to hurt people with hidden arrows? Or is he an idiot as a master?"
Xiao Die'er nodded and replied: "Junior brother, please be more careful. This old man is not simple."
Ouyang Manxue, who fell down in front of the Buddha, sighed softly and murmured: "Brother, I seem to hear the sound coming from the wind. They are not a battle of victory and defeat."
Ouyang Xuan looked at the kind-hearted Bodhisattva with low eyebrows on the Buddhist altar and was speechless.
After a long time, he said softly: "When we left Yinchuan City, my mother said, do your best and listen to God's will."
Ouyang Manxue thought for a while and asked: "Is it possible that Li Xiuyuan is the one who provides the destiny, and the master is the one who manages the personnel affairs?"
"I don't know either."
Ouyang Xuan shook his head and said softly: "In my eyes, he is no longer the young man who returned from the secret realm."
"well!"
Ouyang Manxue looked up at the Bodhisattva and asked, "So, will the three masters and disciples come to Yamu Temple?"
"Will come!" Ouyang Xuan replied quietly: "If he wants to go to Meishan, this is the place he must pass."
"Okay!" A faint smile appeared on Ouyang Manxue's face: "I'll compete with him again on the piano, even if I lose again, do you agree?"
Ouyang Xuan couldn't help but sigh quietly in his heart, thinking that during his trip to Lantian Town, why did he forget to ask Li Xiuyuan to play the piano for him?
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Thinking of this, Ouyang Xuan smiled: "Okay, I'll talk to him."
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The spring breeze blew and blew, causing the newly grown grass on the grassland to sway with the wind.
The Samsara Sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand was held firmly. He was not in a hurry to strike again. He was waiting for Ouyang Chongming to rush up and fight him desperately.
The old man standing in the wind was like a divine general from the sky. Seeing his proud revolving sword disappear behind Li Xiuyuan, he suddenly shook his head.
"I didn't expect that the sword I thought was perfect would be broken by you!"
Looking at the spirit sword in his hand, Ouyang Chongming sighed and said, "I haven't seen you for many years. You are indeed much more powerful than the boy from Tianyun Mountain."
The emotion on Li Xiuyuan's face was indifferent. He was wondering whether to use words to anger the old man in front of him.
He said coldly: "You come from the Holy Land. You hold a spiritual sword in your hand and your eyes are always staring at the sky. How can you see us mortals who are like dust? You can't even see the sword in the hands of mortals."
After saying this, the rusty Samsara Sword in his hand buzzed slightly, indicating that he had just eaten and was ready to go out to kill the enemy at any time.
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Chongming didn't have any angry look on his face, but looked a little proud.
He is the first elder of the Snowfield Holy Land. For decades, no one has allowed him to draw a sword, let alone invite him to a life-or-death battle.
He accepted the boy's life and death fight because he wanted to kill the boy in front of him.
Even today, he will die by the young man's sword.
At this moment, he finally struck out again with a sword that condensed the power of heaven and earth.
In Li Xiuyuan's divine sea, a sword mark suddenly appeared on the grass in front of him, like the sword slashed by the great devil Qin Qianshan under the magic mountain.
A crack appeared in the green grass...
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