On the Qingdu River.
Liu Songtao, who was the ninth leader of the Demon Cult, crossed the river for the third time.
"Why are you so stubborn?"
Murong Wuzhu's Heavenly Demon Dafa was operating at full strength, and an invisible force lingered around her body. Under the influence of the invisible force, the Qingdu see under her feet split apart, which was extremely magical.
At the same time, the waterfall-like hair suddenly rose up, and he raised his slender palms and waved his arms. The air around him hissed, and he turned into a sword and slashed out.
Liu Songtao laughed loudly and used fists to palms. The moves seemed simple and unsophisticated, but the fists gave people a feeling of invincibility, invincibility, and a sense of cruelty and cruelty. It seemed as if anyone standing in front of him, even his biological parents, would be killed with one punch.
With the two of them as a battle group, they immediately exchanged dozens of moves.
Liu Songtao still had not crossed the river, but he was not repelled as before.
He stood firmly on the Qingdu River with both feet, not moving an inch. Just make a fist with both hands and keep punching out.
Murong Wuzhu's body was like floating catkins, wandering around Liu Songtao uncertainly, looking ahead and suddenly behind him. As he wandered around, the jade hands appeared to change erratically, with fists, palms, claws, fingers...the moves were mysterious and unpredictable, sometimes gentle and lingering, sometimes wide open and closed.
However, no matter how Murong Wuzhu changed, he was still unable to defeat Liu Songtao even half a step.
And even though the natural magic field surges like a tide, it cannot shake the opponent's figure. Instead, due to lack of experience in fighting and the constant consumption of Qi, they gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Just when the onlookers were worried about Murong Wuzhu, a sword energy penetrated the void, and the sword light was ethereal and unpredictable, and it stabbed towards Liu Songtao.
Liu Songtao could have injured Murong Wuzhu with one punch, but he couldn't help but stepped back and missed a good opportunity to take action.
——Chen Yu joined the battle group with a sword.
Unlike Murong Wuzhu, who had barely touched anyone, Chen Yu had a lot of fighting experience. And although she is famous for her three-style swordsmanship, those three-style swordsmanship is equivalent to the lowest level of martial arts, and her ordinary swordsmanship is not weak either.
As Chen Yu was performing his sword technique, the long sword in his palm trembled, emitting bursts of clear sounds, like the roar of dragons and phoenixes. Wisps of ethereal spiritual energy filled the air. The sword light was exquisite, as if it turned the Qingdu River into a Boundless scenery.
Murong Wuzhu's sleeves were flying, his graceful figure was like flying into the sky, and his bright wrists were like frost and snow. Under the stimulation of the heavenly magic field, the air was stirred and squeezed, and in the continuous air explosion, it turned into surging whirlpools, filled with Void. Once each vortex explodes, it will erupt with considerable destructive power.
With a wave of his delicate hand, all the whirlpools floated towards Liu Songtao.
Murong Wuzhu and Chen Yu respectively practiced "Tianmo Dafa" and "Cihang Sword Code". They were originally top-notch martial arts. After being modified by the superiors of Yulian City, they were even more powerful than the original and more in line with the martial arts of this world. develop. The two of them joined forces, with a vague tacit understanding, forming a seamless offensive, and they were in a stalemate with Liu Songtao for a while.
Among the martial arts people who gathered to watch the excitement, there were also people with great vision. At this time, I was dazzled and shocked by it.
He secretly thought to himself that this crazy monk is indeed amazing. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely be at the top of the next martial arts evaluation ranking.
As for the two beauties who are famous in the rouge reviews, it is even more surprising. I originally thought it was just a vase, but with the strength it has shown now, I am afraid that it is already a first-class master.
"Huh, Emperor Murong Tong did a good job in training these two little girls."
Luoyang in white has also arrived, and she has now become the leader of the demon sect in Zhulu Mountain of this generation.
Originally, he wanted to compete with the ninth generation demon sect leader, but since he was beaten first, he didn't bother to take action.
However, according to her reading of the demon sect's books, Liu Songtao's strength is more than that. If the other party attacks with all his strength, these two girls may die.
After thinking about it, Emperor Murong Tong didn't seem to be a negligent person. Since he was willing to let Murong Wuzhu, his sister, take action, she probably did it from behind, so there was no need to worry about it.
"Interesting, the skills they practice are closely related to each other." Luoyang in white suddenly raised his eyebrows, showing an interested look.
As a bystander, Luoyang discovered something was fishy, while Murong Wuzhu and Chen Yu, who were in the middle of the battle, had a deeper understanding of their own skills.
The qi of the two people repel each other, but attract each other.
But as they "joined forces" and continued to merge and collide, they became more and more tacit. The things they usually didn't understand about martial arts suddenly became clear. There were even more incredible insights flowing out like a torrent.
Under such a state, the two men's cooperation was naturally more seamless, forcing Liu Songtao back step by step.
Finally, when Liu Songtao was about to be forced to cross the Qingdu River, he suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand, and borrowed a sword from the waist of a spectator. The sound sounded, but it was not on the sword, but seemed to come from the sky.
"The world only knows that Liu Songtao is a demon who kills innocent people indiscriminately. He always likes to kill people with his bare hands. Only one person knows that there is a huge difference between Liu Songtao with a sword and Liu Songtao without a sword. In that generation, there were at least five land gods. But since Liu Songtao cultivated After the great success, no one is worthy of Liu Songtao's sword. If you can force me to use my sword, you two little girls are worthy of your pride."
Liu Songtao looked in a certain direction, his eyes gentle and intoxicated.
"You said you wanted to see the grace of Yi Sword Sword Immortal in person, but I was late. That time you were six days late, this time it was a full hundred years late."
The next moment, a sword was handed out.
As expected, he has the demeanor of a swordsman, with majestic sword intent and soaring sword energy.
When the sword was handed out, the river flowed to both banks, as if cut off by a sword.
Even the riverbanks trembled, causing uninformed people to think that an underground dragon was causing trouble, causing violent earthquakes.
But when he handed out the sword, Liu Songtao seemed to have aged ten years.
If Chen Yu's sword was as strong as a mountain before, then Liu Songtao's sword can move the mountain.
Facing Liu Songtao, he can use his sword to catapult the mountain.
Chen Yu also thrust his sword.
This sword seemed to be cursed by the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
When the sword was thrust out, everyone seemed to see the water drying up, the earth cracking, and an apocalyptic scene with no human beings. All life was gone, and only death and silence were eternal.
——Nirvana.
This is the sword that brings death.
Even Liu Songtao's powerful sword began to "die", and the sword's intention was wiped out.
"How could there be such a terrifying sword? Is this the sword she can use to kill Tianxiang?" Liu Songtao looked surprised.
But before the panic caused by this sword came, another subtle sword light flew out from the hand of Murong Wuzhu on the side, but it came first and nailed Liu Songtao's forehead.
With a "pop" sound, Liu Songtao's eyes became dull and he fell heavily into the Qingdu River.
It turns out that the "Nirvana" sword just now was just a cover-up.
The real killing move is "Li Jing" who is nurtured by Yulian City's divine will, and can kill the soul.
"Liu Songtao, stay down there and wait until the eve of the Qingming Festival. Someone will naturally let you out." After that, Murong Wuzhu drifted away with Chen Yu.
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