three!
two!
one!
The cold and ruthless voice echoed in the sky.
Lu Li and Ye Xuanqiu were more than ten miles apart and looked at each other coldly, but neither of them was in a hurry to take action.
Ye Xuanqiu pointed the sword in his hand and shouted indifferently: "Lu Li, in today's battle, either you die or I die! Is there anything else you want to say?"
The sword is three feet long, the whole body is green, the edge of the sword is white, and the cold light flashes lightly, it is Qingyun.
Lu Li's expression was solemn, but his tone was very calm: "I won't be the one who dies. If you have any last words, just say them."
"Arrogant!"
Ye Xuanqiu's face darkened, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the Qingyun sword trembled, and he let out a long chant: "Come and fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xuanqiu raised his sword and danced lightly in the air. In an instant, infinite sword light burst out of the air, forming a huge torrent of sword energy, rushing towards Lu Li.
Lu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped back, and a brick flew out of the air as he flipped his hand. The aura flashed during the flip, magnifying it countless times, and smashed into the torrent of sword energy like a mountain!
Bang bang bang bang...!
As soon as the torrent of sword energy hit the bricks, a thunderous roar erupted. When the sword light exploded, the turbulent aftermath surged toward the void like a flood opening.
Banzhuan was as powerful as a broken bamboo, swallowing up the sword energy river for four or five miles in an instant, making Ye Xuanqiu frown slightly, but as he exerted force again, the sword energy river suddenly became more powerful, forcing Banzhuan back two or three miles.
Under such circumstances, neither of them dared to pull off this move easily.
Because no matter which side gives up first, it is likely to be violently crushed by the other side, so for a while, it fell into a stalemate.
The huge bricks shone with aura, and the raging sword energy hit the bricks continuously, making a rumbling sound, and the terrifying residual power swept towards the surroundings one after another.
The whole sky was buzzing and vibrating, and the scene was very spectacular.
But at this time.
Lu Li suddenly stamped his feet, and countless green vine thorns swept out from under his feet. In the blink of an eye, they lurked under the river of sword energy and approached Ye Xuanqiu's body.
"Do two things at once!"
Ye Xuanqiu was suddenly shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect Lu Li to use two magical powers at the same time. But his reaction was not slow either. With a thought in his mind, a golden bead flew out from the storage ring.
The beads sank to the bottom of his feet, exploded with a bang, and turned into a golden sword cloud several miles in size, blocking the mysterious vines from below.
At the same time, his face darkened, and he threw the Qingyun Sword in his hand directly. With a twist of the magic formula in his hand, the Qingyun Sword instantly surged hundreds of feet. Following the long river of sword energy that had not dissipated, it hit the bricks with a fierce blow. superior.
Snapped! ! !
Suddenly, the huge brick cracked in half.
The huge Qingyun Sword flashed away, and the next moment it was in front of Lu Li.
"phantom!"
Lu Li narrowed his eyes and decisively used the Phantom Technique to split himself into nine parts and fly away in all directions.
The Phantom Technique is one of the moves of the Divine Hidden Technique. This technique was good in the past, but at the level of integration, it is basically useless and can only temporarily paralyze the opponent.
As long as the opponent senses it for a moment, he can easily know which one is the real body.
Sure enough, after the hundred-foot giant sword missed the target, it paused slightly before transforming into its normal size. Then with an extremely light turn, it chased Lu Li's body.
"Where to escape!"
Ye Xuanqiu had a sneer on his face, and with a pinch of magic, the storm surged in front of him again, preparing to attack Lu Li from both front and back.
but!
Before Ye Xuanqiu could use his methods, Lu Li, who was being chased by Qingyun Sword, took action first. Lu Li suddenly pinched the spell, and a 'rumbling' could be heard from the sky! 'A muffled sound.
At the same time, the sky and the earth darkened, and a huge purple-gold hammer appeared above Ye Xuanqiu's head.
Ye Xuanqiu's expression changed, and he decisively gave up attacking Lu Li. His figure blurred for a while, and he flew away towards the outside of the Purple Gold Hammer. However, due to the suppression from above, his speed was much slower than normal.
The Qingyun Sword has spirit and can actively attack without Ye Xuanqiu's control.
Lu Li was being chased by the Qingyun Sword, and could not use the 'One Hammer to Separate the World' normally. In anger, he opened his mouth, released the Huanyue Sword, and pointed at the Qingyun Sword: "Destroy it!"
After receiving the order, Huanyue Sword suddenly flashed with inspiration and flew towards Qingyun Sword like a peregrine falcon. As he approached, he turned the sword and slashed fiercely. With a bang, the Qingyun Sword flew away.
But what is surprising is that the blow of the Huanyue Sword, a dignified seventh-level natal weapon, only left a shallow mark on the Qingyun Sword and failed to cut it off.
On the other side, although Lu Li's 'One Hammer to Separate World' failed to hurt Ye Xuanqiu, it successfully interrupted Ye Xuanqiu's spell casting, allowing Lu Li to use his hand to use the Fantasy Moon Sword.
Now there is Huanyue Sword to contain Qingyun Sword.
He could finally give it a try.
As soon as Ye Xuanqiu got out of the range of the giant hammer, a cold voice suddenly came from his ears: "Ye is coming!" ’, and as soon as he finished speaking, the entire sky turned black.
This kind of darkness is not trivial, not the darkness that falls at night.
It's the feeling that the whole person is in a black mire, which makes people breathless.
Ye Xuanqiu's heart was beating wildly. He found that his sensing range was only one foot in front of him. Neither his soul nor his eyesight could penetrate this distance.
As the crisis escalated, Ye Xuanqiu couldn't help but shouted: "Swordman Formation!"
At the same time, he pinched more than a dozen spells like lightning. In the flash of lightning, the golden light on his body rose sharply, and three golden figures appeared around him.
Upon closer inspection, the three figures turned out to be exactly the same as Ye Xuanqiu. Moreover, their whole bodies were filled with golden light and their sword energy was flowing freely. They looked quite extraordinary.
Three swordsmen who were exactly the same as Ye Xuanqiu guarded Ye Xuanqiu in the center with their horns, and under Ye Xuanqiu's control, they spread cautiously to the surroundings.
As the three swordsmen gradually dispersed, Ye Xuanqiu's field of vision broadened.
"What kind of method is this?"
Seeing this, Lu Li, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but secretly praise the magic of this move. But then he smiled coldly, and as soon as the magic trick was turned, the space also buzzed.
The blank area that was originally opened by the sword formation instantly returned to darkness.
"How can it be!"
Ye Xuanqiu's pupils shrank. He found that not only had he lost contact with the three swordsmen, but his body's sensing range was less than one foot. This distance was quite fatal.
Ye Xuanqiu's heart was beating wildly, and he was about to condense the Yuan Gang.
"snort!"
However, before Ye Xuanqiu's Yuangang could rise, Lu Li took action first. A black light flashed from his hand, and the space suddenly shook. The black night shrank suddenly, imprisoning Ye Xuanqiu in place.
Ye Xuanqiu was greatly shocked, but found it difficult to react.
Immediately afterwards, a sword cry broke through the air.
Huanyue's spiritual light flashed, and with a puff, he punched through Ye Xuanqiu's chest, drawing out a long line of blood.
The next moment, the night receded.
"Is this a defeat?"
Ye Xuanqiu's face was pale, and he looked at the blood hole as big as a bowl on his chest, his eyes filled with unwillingness. He slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Li, his lips moving, as if he wanted to say something.
However, before he could speak, the Huanyue Sword that had flown out suddenly turned back and cut off his head with a crosscut.
Ye Xuanqiu's body flew down uncontrollably.
Lu Li grabbed the Fantasy Moon Sword from the air, and heard the emotionless voice again: "Number 33, win!"
