Although he suffered a dark loss, Ximen Chuixue's eyes became brighter and brighter, as bright as the stars in the sky and as sharp as the light of a sword.
And the sword in his hand became even colder and colder. The sword light danced again, turning into a ball of swirling and dazzling cold light, piercing through the air, like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating everywhere.
Yu Liancheng's appearance remained unchanged. He was not tall in stature, but his whole body was like a ten thousand-foot mountain, exuding a majestic aura, towering and motionless. The "Love-Seizing Sword" in the palm suddenly moved toward Ximen Chuixue, making a heavy buzzing sound while waving it.
Just hearing a "ding" sound, sparks flew everywhere, and the two long swords began to clash. The sword light circulates, as if two dragons are entangled together, flying and circling, with endless changes.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides had exchanged dozens of moves. But the number of times the swords collide doesn't seem to be too many. And most of the time, Ximen Chuixue attacks and Yulian City resists.
Lu Xiaofeng's expression became more serious.
He has always had great confidence in Ximen Chuixue, thinking that Ximen Chuixue is one of the most amazing swordsmen in the world. But as the two played against each other, this confidence began to waver.
Yu Liancheng's swordsmanship is powerful, his internal skills are profound, he also practices external martial arts, and he is best at enduring. The longer the fight lasts, the lower Ximen Chuixue's winning rate will be.
Of course Ximen Chuixue also understood this, so he launched a fast attack like a storm from the beginning. Under this kind of fast attack, no matter how tight the defense is, there will be flaws.
And as long as there is a slight flaw, he can easily defeat the opponent.
However, Yulian City's defense was also airtight, as if the mountains were unable to move even a little bit.
But if the winner cannot be determined after thirty moves, Ximen Chuixue will lose his momentum and his internal energy will be depleted, and the battle will be lost.
Hua Manlou suddenly said: "Have you heard of the 'Great Light Book' taught by Rakshasa?"
Although Lu Xiaofeng was impatient, she still nodded: "Of course I know. It is said that the Jade Rakshasa founded the Rakshasa Sect and defeated countless masters from outside the customs. He compiled the martial arts classics of various sects and spent countless efforts to compile it , is the Rakshasa sect’s sacred manual, which records many miraculous martial arts.”
Huamanlou said: "I heard that there is a sword technique recorded in the book, called the 'Three Flawless Styles'."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Three flawless styles?"
Hua Manlou nodded and said: "It is said that these three sword techniques are extracted from countless swordsmanship secret books. They are refined and flawless. They are almost perfect stunts. Even if they are not as good as the one of Lord Ye's 'Flying Immortal from Heaven', they are almost perfect." ’, thinking about it, it’s not too bad.”
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean?"
Huamanlou said: "I heard that the names of these three sword techniques are Wuding, Fudo, and Qingcheng. The second type of swordsmanship, 'Fudo', is said to be a defensive move that is as immovable as a mountain. A person's martial arts can't be improved. It's so high, how can it shake the mountains?"
Lu Xiaofeng shook her head and sighed: "Sometimes I really wonder whether you are blind or I am blind."
Hua Manlou smiled and said, "I just happen to know a little bit."
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes looked at Yulian City again. It was really on the defensive. No matter how quickly Ximen Chuixue's sword changed, it still stood firm.
"Whether this guy is Yu Tianbao or not, at least he is definitely related to the Rakshasa Cult."
when!
The two swords clashed together.
But this time, Yulian City took the initiative to attack, with an attack as fast as lightning and a mountainous attack.
The strength exploded one after another, and the vented sword energy pushed the air to stir in all directions. It seemed as if there was a violent hurricane in an instant, and all the fallen leaves, flowers and plants around him were smashed into pieces.
Ximen Chuixue's body trembled violently, and he retreated continuously. His already pale face became as pale as paper.
Yu Liancheng would not let go of this opportunity. He flew by, the long sword in his hand vibrated, and the sword light flew out, turning into an incomparable and stunning rainbow.
Ximen Chuixue did not dodge and stabbed out the same sword. Perhaps at the critical moment, his sword had reached an unprecedented peak in terms of change and speed.
The sword light flourished, and two figures, one black and one white, were completely integrated into the sword light, galloping freely. Their changes and speed cannot be described in words. If the opponents were not each other, the winner would have been decided long ago.
Lu Xiaofeng's face was more solemn than ever before, and cold sweat broke out on her hands.
He suddenly discovered that although the changes in Ximen Chuixue's sword were flexible, it was sluggish, at least not as agile and fluid as Yu Liancheng's sword.
Although this change is very subtle, it is enough to be fatal to a top expert.
But for a master like him, his swordsmanship becomes sluggish for two reasons.
One is that the mind is confused, and the other is that the internal strength is no longer sufficient.
I'm afraid Ximen Chuixue has both of these points.
In three moves at most, Ximen Chuixue will surely die under Yu Liancheng's sword.
The effort of three moves is fleeting.
The two terrifying swords were thrust out with all their strength.
This is the last sword, and it is also the sword that determines the outcome.
But the winner is revealed.
Everyone can see that Yu Liancheng's sword is brilliant and terrifying, with the power to destroy everything. But Ximen Chuixue's sword was already at the end of its powerful crossbow, strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
Lu Xiaofeng was ready to take action. He wanted to intervene in this battle and save his friend's life.
Even if Ximen Chuixue didn't appreciate it and thought he had hindered the sanctity of this battle, and might even turn around and stab him with a sword, he didn't care.
But Lu Xiaofeng no longer needed to take action, Yu Liancheng's sword power had been reduced by 50%.
This is an excellent opponent, and he is more likely to become a sword god in the future. Without such a wonderful opponent, the world would be a much lonelier place.
Lu Xiaofeng breathed a long sigh of relief. After he decided on this matter, he invited Yu Liancheng to have a drunken meal at "Drunken Yunxian". This was a person worth making friends with.
However, the next moment, Lu Xiaofeng's face suddenly turned pale.
Just because he discovered that there was a slight deviation in Ximen Chuixue's sword. Maybe it was just an inch or two, and it was also the distance between life and death.
Ximen Chuixue was like a lover she hadn't seen for a long time, throwing herself into the arms of the "Love Sword".
The cold sword edge cut through flesh and blood and pierced into Ximen Chuixue's chest. He could even feel the sword tip touching his heart.
Yu Liancheng looked shocked. He really didn't expect that Ximen Chuixue would actively seek death.
The blood on Ximen Chuixue's chest was scattered like red pearls. He raised his head with difficulty, and a smile suddenly appeared on his ice-like face, like a bright sunshine under the ice and snow.
Yu Liancheng suddenly understood that for such a person who devoted his life completely to the sword, victory was life and defeat was death. There was no choice during this period.
This time Ximen Chuixue couldn't blow other people's blood, but he could blow his own blood.
This peerless swordsman slowly fell down, still with a faint smile on his lips.
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