Creak!
The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.
Lu Wushuang didn't have any secrets to hide. As soon as he came up, he directly used his innate white bone magical power.
The pale white bone divine power was running wildly, sticking to his skin like a monster covered with bones, which looked particularly oozing.
The white bone relic turned into a white bone sword, which was held in Lu Wushuang's hand, and a threatening aura came from his whole body.
"Innate White Bone Magical Power!"
"It is rumored that this is the unique skill of the Great Demon Sect, and it is extremely powerful."
"There is also the bone relic, which is the most precious treasure of the Demon Sect and was lost decades ago. Unexpectedly, it would appear in Lu Wushuang's hands."
The crowd looked at Lu Wushuang, who was like a monster, and felt extremely shocked.
Although most of the disciples of the immortal sect have fought against the disciples of the demon sect. But this was the first time they saw the Great Demon Sect’s peerless magical power.
"Huh?"
Lu Boyan also showed a surprised expression and said: "Lu Wushuang, you are also a master of swordsmanship?"
"How dare I call myself a master in front of you?"
Lu Wushuang said modestly, but he stepped out across the street. With a step of more than ten feet, the two twinklings had already arrived in front of Lu Boyan.
He raised the bone sword in his hand, exhaled loudly, and waved it vigorously.
A powerful sword light penetrated out.
The sound of the blade vibrating echoed throughout the square.
Woohoo!
The weird sound of the knife was like the roar of an evil spirit, sharp and harsh, dazzling countless people and giving them splitting headaches.
But Lu Boyan's eyes were bright and unaffected by the sound at all.
"Excellent sword skills can actually shock the enemy's soul by relying on sound."
"But unfortunately, this trick is useless to me."
Lu Boyan shouted, but instead of retreating, he stepped forward to face the huge blade.
It wasn't until the bone sword reached him that he suddenly tightened his grip on the handle, and the sharp blade suddenly came out of its sheath.
"Lu Wushuang, you also take a stab at me."
Click!
An unparalleled edge rushed out fiercely.
The sword in Lu Boyan's hand was very ordinary and looked like an ordinary weapon. But in the fierce light of the sword, a scene of a desolate land actually emerged.
boom!
The two swords clashed in the air.
Lu Boyan's sword light seemed to have a huge power, cutting through Lu Wushuang's sword light like a bamboo, and slashed hard on the bone sword.
Lu Wushuang's body trembled violently, and he felt that what was struck was not the light of a sword, but a mountain as heavy as a thousand stones.
The terrifying power almost knocked the bone sword away.
Fortunately, with the increase in the innate white bone magical power, Lu Wushuang's strength increased dramatically, and he was able to block the powerful offensive.
However, Lu Boyan didn't give him any chance to breathe at all, and quickly swung the sword again with lightning speed.
This time, in the sword light, there was no longer a barren land, but thousands of thunders emerged.
Accompanied by a wisp of heaven-destroying aura, the sword light struck the bone sword quickly like thunder.
Peng!
A huge voice sounded.
Lu Wushuang's bone sword was cut off by the fierce sword light.
"Holy crap, what kind of sword technique is this?"
"Why did the thunder of the earth appear in the light of Lu Boyan's sword?"
"That bone relic is a high-grade treasure. With the increase of the innate white bone magical power, its power is no less than that of low-grade artifacts. But such a powerful magic weapon was cut off by Lu Boyan with one sword!"
"As expected of the heir to the Sword Saint, his sword skills are so terrifying."
The crowd looked at Lu Boyan in horror, shocked by his exquisite sword skills.
Even Chen Fan raised his head with a surprised look on his face.
"Okay, Lu Boyan, you really did not disappoint me."
Lu Wushuang showed an excited expression on his face. He raised his hand and pointed, and the bone sword returned to its original state.
Immediately afterwards, his body flashed rapidly, and his speed exceeded the speed of sound, leaving countless afterimages in the air. A sharp voice continued to sound, saying: "To express my respect for you, I will fight you with all my strength."
"Take my sword, Yin and Yang split into the air and kill!"
Lu Wushuang appeared beside Lu Boyan and slashed him fiercely with his sword.
No one can describe the grace of this knife.
Yang Qi rises and Yin Qi sinks.
Under Lu Wushuang's sword, Yin and Yang were torn apart, and the heaven and earth were cut open.
Everyone was shocked.
Lu Boyan's face was extremely solemn, and an extremely sharp aura rose up from his body. He held the sword in both hands and raised it high.
It wasn't until the bone sword came to him that he let out a loud shout and swung the long sword down.
A jet-black sword flashed out fiercely.
Although this sword light is not dazzling, it is full of endless destruction.
Boom!
Powerful sword lights crisscrossed in the air, forming a terrifying storm.
After the storm lasted for two full moments, it finally slowly dissipated, revealing two figures.
Lu Boyan and Lu Wushuang stood back to back, maintaining the posture of drawing the sword at the same time, standing there like statues, their bodies motionless.
"this……"
"what happened?"
"Who won this competition?"
The crowd subconsciously held their breath and discussed quietly.
at this time.
Click!
A soft sound.
Everyone looked along the sound and saw a crack suddenly appeared in the bone sword in Lu Wu's hands. Then the cracks spread rapidly, and even the white bone armor on his body was covered with fine cracks.
Wait until the next moment, all the bones will be broken into pieces.
Lu Wushuang's face turned pale and his voice trembled as he said, "What kind of sword technique is this that has such powerful power?"
"This is my own sword technique, and its name is Dark Line of Heaven."
Lu Boyan put away the long sword, turned around suddenly, and said with great ease: "Lu Wushuang, your strength is not weak. It's a pity that your innate white bone supernatural power is restrained by my sword skills. If it were another person, it might not be you. opponent."
"Yeah?"
Lu Wushuang gasped, with a wry smile on his face.
Yin-Yang splitting and killing in the air are the magical sword skills he understood from the true intention of the Sword Saint.
Cutting off Yin and Yang with one strike, the power is extremely terrifying.
However, such a powerful magical power is not as good as Lu Boyan's own sword technique. The opponent even defeated him easily without even using the unique skills of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect.
This shows how powerful Lu Boyan is.
"I lost."
Lu Wushuang raised his hands to Lu Boyan, turned around and left the ring.
The crowd looked at his depressed back, and immediately countless immortal disciples began to jeer loudly.
"Hahaha, I lost. The Holy Son of the Great Demon Sect actually lost."
"I have long said that Lu Boyan will definitely win this competition."
"Although they are both Holy Sons, it is obvious that the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect is more powerful than the Great Demon Sect."
Listening to those harsh sounds, Lu Wushuang clenched his fists suddenly, and a frightening killing intent flashed in his eyes.
But before he had time to get angry, a violent voice instantly spread throughout the entire place.
"Shut the hell up!"
