Martial Arts Master

As the road moved forward step by step forever, the entire Jiangxin Island gradually dimmed. It wasn't until he stopped at the position predetermined by the referee that the feeling of darkness calmed down.

Lu always stood quietly on the spot, his gaze sinking, falling on the handle of the knife in his right hand, following the mysterious arc, looking at the tip of the knife and the soil pointed by the tip.

When Lou Cheng approached, he finally raised his head, and his eyes as bright and pure as blades reflected the figure of his opponent.

With such a simple glance, Lou Cheng felt as if a magic blade was pressed against his forehead. The hairs on his back stood up one by one. The surrounding environment was cut out of the heaven and earth by the knife and shrank into isolation. A closed "cage"!

Although the sword has not been drawn, it is better than drawing the sword!

This was the first time for Lou Chengshang to encounter this kind of qi-ji battle, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. As expected, there are no empty warriors despite his great reputation.

At this moment, he seemed to be exiled in the desolate Gobi, facing the vast night alone, unable to escape, and nowhere to escape.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Lou Cheng formed an "ice heart", condensing into a ball of red, gold, and light blue around his body, illuminating the darkness and resisting the enveloping sword force.

The road never stopped, and he watched indifferently as he achieved the "Five Fires", each surrounded by them.

It was only then that the referee determined the situation, raised his right hand, and said loudly:

"Conversation time begins!"

Lu Yongying raised his head halfway, looked away from Lou Cheng, looked at the clouds in the distance, and said in a low and magnetic voice:

"My sword skills are derived from the 'Black Sky Infinite Sutra' and have been perfected after six years of hard work."

When he said these words, his expression did not change at all. His deep and three-dimensional facial features and sparkling green eyes gave people the feeling of a god and a demon, and his neatly combed hair was inexplicably stained with a sense of vicissitudes of life.

What does he want to express? Lou Cheng knew very well that the Guanwai League was based on the "Black Sky Infinite Sutra", which was the secret knowledge of the "Anbu", and mixed it with a physical magic skill.

Lu never waited for his opponent's answer. He stared at the horizon and continued to himself:

"In recent years, I have often felt the existence of shackles. The unique skills of my predecessors are both a help and a prison. My sword skills come from this, and it is time to get rid of this."

He withdrew his gaze and looked into Lou Cheng's eyes again, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"It took me five years to re-examine myself and my sword skills, and I finally gained something. I encountered strong enemies in succession before, and my instinct overcame my unfamiliarity. I have been unable to use it, and the urge to wield the sword has accumulated. Qiang, this battle comes at the right time."

Halfway through, Lou Cheng roughly understood what his opponent wanted to say.

Lu Yongyuan integrated what he had learned in the first half of his life and created his own sword technique. However, due to the fact that he encountered seemingly different opponents in the previous rounds, under strong pressure, he habitually used the original moves without finding the opportunity to hone them in actual combat. Opportunity for new skills.

Now, he wants to test the knife on himself.

Before Lou Cheng could speak, Lu Yong handed the weapon to his left hand. His right hand grasped the polished hilt, and stated half proudly and half calmly:

"As long as you can block my nine swords, I will lose this battle!"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience who listened to the broadcast was in an uproar.

"This, is this too disrespectful?" "Nie Qiqi" posted in shock.

In her opinion, even if he faced a strong man with intact titles, as long as he was not the "Dragon King" or "Martial Saint", Lou Cheng would eventually lose, and he would lose miserably, and he would not be defeated in just nine moves. There is no problem with twenty or thirty moves, and it is normal to play for five or six minutes!

"That's what I'm saying!" "The long night is coming." Yan Xiaoling and "Huan Fan" couldn't find any other words to say, so they could only follow along.

This man is so arrogant!

The "Unparalleled Dragon King" replied "funnyly": "The 'God-Slaying Sword' among you is a provocative method."

"Hey, that's right." Yan Xiaoling scratched her head and said, "Then if the senior really survives the nine cuts, will Lu always give up?"

"Absolutely! In full view of the public, in broad daylight, every spit is like a nail! Unless he doesn't want that old face anymore!" "The Unparalleled Dragon King" replied without hesitation.

How can a warrior not value face?

Yan Xiaoling was "confused" and asked again: "Then if the senior is not stimulated, wouldn't he dig a hole for himself?"

"Well, this shows that he is very confident in his self-created sword skills!" "The Unparalleled Dragon King" said decisively.

"Look, you also said that he has inflated self-confidence, is too contemptuous of others, and is too arrogant!" Yan Xiaoling brought the topic back.

"..." "The Unparalleled Dragon King" was speechless immediately. After a while, he replied, "Fuck, your IQ is online today..."

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This was the first time for Lou Cheng to encounter such a thing. If he said he was not angry or angry, it would definitely be a lie. However, he quickly relied on "Bing Xin" to overcome all the exciting thoughts and doubted Qilu Yong's true intentions.

He wants to piss me off?

Make me lose my cool and choose to be reckless?

No, he should know very well that I have mastered the ability to "pierce the enemy's ice heart", and similar psychological warfare will not be very effective...

Is it true?

While his thoughts were swirling, Lou Cheng's eyes became as dark as the starry sky, and he answered without any waves:

"Then I'm waiting to see senior's sword skills."

He neither agreed to the Nine Swords Agreement nor denied it, so there were no traces of it.

Lu Yong nodded slightly, half-closed his eyes, and stopped speaking, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

After a while, the referee who arrived at the edge of Jiangxin Island gathered his energy and shouted:

"start!"

Zheng!

Lu Yongyuan's scabbard suddenly emitted a long and distant sound, like a real dragon roaring deep in the abyss, which echoed in Lou Cheng's ears and heart.

The sound of the knife whistling reached its peak as soon as it appeared. Lu Yongyuan flicked and released his left hand, and suddenly pulled out the world-famous "God-Slaying Sword" with his right palm.

Turning his back and pulling his shoulders, the sword cut through a distance of more than thirty meters and slashed towards Lou Cheng.

It seems to have absorbed all the brilliance around it, making itself brighter and purer, making the twenty-meter radius around the building darker and darker. All kinds of hidden dangers are brewing in the depths. .

Zizzz! The golden, red and lavender colors surrounding Lou Cheng's body were "eroded" by the darkness, shrinking rapidly and almost out of control, like snow encountering the scorching sun at noon.

In his eyes, that ray of "skylight" was bright and dazzling, constantly trembling and striking, and each trembling seemed to contain a change, corresponding to different methods of avoidance.

At this moment, Lou Cheng had very little hesitation. He just felt that retreating was not a good idea, nor was it right to defend.

Once you deploy your body skills, you may be able to dodge the sword, but you cannot escape the terrifying darkness, and vice versa!

This is a naturally coordinated double attack!

Thoughts flashed and the "god" shone outside. Lou Cheng no longer hesitated and followed his final judgment and made a response.

He suddenly gathered the red, light blue and lavender fireballs that had mostly melted away, turning them into a "star" that did not explode but emitted light and heat.

The moment the darkness was illuminated, he suddenly raised his hands and struck the sword light from both sides. The position where the palms faced each other was deep and cold!

Snapped!

The constantly trembling sword light was like a mosquito. It couldn't escape the two palms, and was finally pressed together by them.

Zizzz!

The brilliance gathered on the "God-Slaying Sword" was about to explode, but it was swallowed up by the "darkness", and the mud cow fell into the sea without a trace.

Use light to fight against black, use darkness to fight against light!

In the midst of that flash of lightning, Lou Cheng grasped the characteristics of his own "cosmic flow" and gave full play to his strengths, appearing "starry" on the outside but "dark" on the inside, and finally barely blocked the road for the first time.

But before he could clearly see the appearance of the God-Slaying Sword, and before he could feel the coldness of its metal, he heard the sound of the blade vibrating at high speed, and found that there was nothing between his palms!

The "God-Zhanbing Sword" disappeared, disappeared strangely, as if it had never existed!

At this moment, there was darkness all around, and the long knife seemed to melt into it!

Lou Cheng's premonition of danger rose sharply. He exerted force on his feet, swung his waist and back, and bounced ten meters away.

At the same time, he punched the "Fire Emperor" and the "Ice Soul" punch in front of him crazily. Blazing white and purple flames alternated crazily with the hoarfrost filled with ice crystals.

boom! boom! boom! when!

After a few sounds, Lou Cheng's fist covered with heavy purple flames hit the real thing, causing fire to fly everywhere, and the long knife that disappeared after being hit appeared in front of people!

Because his feet were unstable while he was retreating, Lou Cheng swayed and staggered again after blocking the "God-cutting Sword".

At this moment, Lu Yongyong suddenly lowered his back, jumped out, and ran around his opponent at high speed, leaving behind nine "figures" that existed at the same time in the blink of an eye.

And each of his "figures" held a long knife and slashed forward fiercely. The light of the knife was deep and terrifying, turning into a downpour and covering Lou Cheng.

Lou Cheng felt that his enemy finally stretched out his body and showed his "original form". A black dragon with nine heads circled and bit down. All nine mouths opened at the same time, tearing at the same time, violent and ferocious!

The "figure" must be mostly remnants, but the sword light can really be divided into nine!

Attacked from all directions, there was danger everywhere. Lou Cheng couldn't find a way to dodge, so he could only form a wall of ice and cover himself.

Dang Dang Dang Dang! The light of the sword "teared" Jingying to pieces, causing it to quickly fall apart.

Seizing this brief barrier, Lou Cheng made a visualization and held on to his strength.

Bang bang bang!

As soon as the "ice wall" completely broke, he had already exploded his elixir energy and wildly punched out his fists covered in blazing white with a slight purple tint. He invaded like fire and attacked like fire!

Dang Dang Dang!

With the help of the gods above his head, Lou Cheng's machine gun-like fist shattered most of the remaining sword light, shattering the shrouded darkness. Then, he took a few steps back and distanced himself to welcome the road that would always follow. To the fourth knife.

At this time, Lou Cheng seemed to be fine on the surface, but the clothes on his back were torn, and a foot-long knife edge appeared. The flesh and blood were curled up and the color was black.

On the other side, Lu Yonghui did not take advantage of the situation to bully him. Instead, he stood where he was and said with a slight smile on his lips:

"The three swords just now are called Darkness, Wu Ge and Jiu Yin."

"Now for the fourth stab."

He paused, then slashed out with the long knife again, accompanied by that low and magnetic voice:

"Fangyuan."

The fourth knife, Fangyuan!

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