Chapter 159: Heaven does not give birth to me Lu Changqing, and the way of the sword is as eternal as a long night! (a)

"These two ...... It's so strong! ”

"yes, it's terrifying!"

Lu Yu and Nie Yange had a big battle, and in the eyes of the martial artists who watched on the cruise ship, it was simply an eye-opener, and they even felt that these two people were no longer human.

It was the immortal god general, who split the mountain with his fingers, broke the mountain with his palm, and the huge West Lake was turned upside down by them, bloody and bloody.

"Nie Yange's Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect is definitely the strongest martial arts in the world under the saint, and it is definitely not something that can be broken by any sword or skill. In my opinion, this Lu Changqing will definitely die today! ”

"Yes, what a Kunlun Sword Saint Nie Yange, what a Thousand Machines Sword Duel, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect! Nie Yange, really lived up to the name of the Sword Saint! ”

"But this Lu Changqing can be regarded as serious. In the realm of quasi-saints, he actually forced Nie Yange, who was at the peak of the sub-saint and even a half-step saint, to this situation, and even did not hesitate to burn thirty years of longevity to send out his strongest sword Dao Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect! This Lu Changqing, even if he dies here today, it is enough to shock Huaxia. ”

"Not bad. Twenty years ago, Wei Wenchang and Lu Yehu discussed the battle of destroying the gods, which made the entire cultivation world praise for twenty years, but unfortunately I didn't have that blessing at that time, and I was proud to watch such a moving battle. However, in my opinion, today's battle between Lu Changqing and Nie Yange is probably comparable to the battle of exterminating the gods twenty years ago! ”

"Hehe, speaking of which, the war twenty years ago has a lot to do with this war. This Lu Changqing is the son of Lu Yehu, and he is the only descendant of the human immortal Wei Wenchang. It's a pity, Lu Changqing, this kid has such great luck, this will be dormant for a few years, and when he enters the sub-saint realm, Nie Yange will not be his opponent. It's a pity, he provoked him too early, and now he can't provoke his opponent, no matter how deep his luck is, he has to die here......"

Nie Yange walked in the sky with cloud wings, waved his hand to summon a three-zhang water wall, and controlled the water vapor of heaven and earth to kill.

Lu Yu stepped through the mountains and rivers for a hundred meters in one step, and the sword qi in his hand was vertical and horizontal, and the lake water that was cut opened open, revealing the ground of silt.

These two people fought each other, stirring up the huge waves of Xizi Lake, and the water marks were roaded, almost having the power of turning the sea and the river.

It was a miracle that came to the world.

The onlookers were deeply shocked.

And in the end, Nie Yange's style of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect surpassed the limits of the mundane, infinitely approaching the saint's supernatural powers, and made the martial artists present deeply impressed.

"A thousand swords duel, ten thousand swords return to the sect?"

Lu Yu squinted, "Nie Yange, your sword path has really opened my eyes. You deserve the name of the Sword Master. But so what? ”

"One of the swords, in my opinion, there are six realms."

Lu Yu only practiced swordsmanship, not swordsmanship.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't know kendo.

In fact, there is no essential difference between swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

It's like Guan Yunchang is the most holy in the sword, but if he gives Zhang Fei's Zhangba snake spear, he is afraid that it will also be at the level of supernatural when he uses it.

Lu Yu's sword path has reached the realm of the first person in the ages.

He naturally has his own understanding of kendo.

The first realm of the sword, the realm of the sword, the beginner of the sword, the killing of people still needs the help of the edge of the sword, and the martial artists in the cultivation world, ninety percent of them are still at this stage.

Kendo Dual Realm, Soft Sword Realm, at this stage, I already know how to use moves to win with skills.

Kendo Triple Realm, Heavy Sword Realm, at this stage, I have already learned how to simplify the complex, from a simple sword move, to touch the edge of the sword.

The fourfold realm of the sword path, the wood sword realm, at this stage, the skills and intentions are integrated, and the grass and trees and flying flowers can all be swords, and the sword light emitted by Nie Yange seems to be an invisible sword qi, but it is not counted, but condensed into a sword. The kendo he used at that time was probably at this level.

The fivefold realm of the way of the sword, the realm of no sword, the unity of heaven and man, the sword and the Tao are the same, raise your hands and feet, you can send out thousands of invisible sword qi, there is no sword in your hand, and the sword is in your heart. And now, Nie Yange's Ten Thousand Swords returned to the sect and sent out more than three thousand invisible sword qi, using the fifth realm of this sword path.

This realm has surpassed other people in the world.

The martial artists present said that Nie Yange's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was the strongest sword path in the world, but it was well deserved and not biased.

However, in Lu Yu's opinion, the return of ten thousand swords to the sect is actually not the supreme realm of swordsmanship.

Above the fivefold realm of the sword path without a sword, there should be a higher level of realm.

"Kendo Kendo...... The truth of the world is the same. Then this sixth realm of the sword path should be ......"

When life and death were hanging in the balance, Lu Yu did not panic in the slightest.

He is extremely calm.

Thoughts are racing.

It seems that the whole world has slowed down.

He can see the blooming and withering of the whole season in the time when a flower is in full bloom.

"The sixfold realm of the sword, but the sword realm, there is no sword in the hand, there is no sword in the heart, the sword is me, I am the sword, I am the sword, I am the sword, detached and free."

Lu Yu held Baiziche and suddenly realized.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, but it is the fivefold realm of the sword path without the sword realm. Nie Yange, you are optimistic, how I, Lu Changqing, used the Sword Realm of the Sixfold Sword Realm to break your Ten Thousand Swords and Return to the Sect! ”

Facing the overwhelming intertwining of more than 3,000 sword rays, Lu Yu's eyes skyrocketed.

Lu Yu stretched out a palm and shook it violently.

"Boom!"

At this time, the silk rain in the sky actually condensed into a Dao water curtain, layer after layer, intercepting in front of Nie Yange's more than three thousand sword qi.

The water curtain was layered on top of each other, enveloping Lu Yu like layers of protective energy covers.

"Carving insect skills, dare to stop me?"

Nie Yange burst into tears.

One step out, with a swipe in the air with his bare hands, this Weather Sword, Ten Thousand Swords Returned to the Sect, gathered behind him, and then lined up in a long line, gathering into a storm sword dragon.

"Lu Changqing, you can taste my first style of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, Senluo Wanxiang Sword!"

Nie Yan singer waved, and the water exploded. Countless qi swords formed a white match, rushed through the space of dozens of meters, and shot towards Lu Yu.

To outsiders, Nie Yange seemed to be controlling countless flying swords, and finally condensed into a long sword ray, which was hundreds of meters long and crossed the lake. The entire lake was sliced open by the fierce sword qi, revealing a deep ravine.

Condense into a sword three thousand six!

That's everything!

"Give it to me!"

In the face of these three thousand six hundred sword rays shooting out, Lu Yu's face was unprecedentedly solemn, his true qi was condensed, and his hands were like holding a thousand catties of weight, slowly rising in the void.

The curtains of water in front of him swirled, thickening and turning into walls of water.

These walls of water are one foot high and one foot thick.

"Boom!"

The three thousand six hundred qi swords first broke through the seven ice walls that Lu Yu had condensed. These seven sides were several feet thick, and the thick wall of water was actually crushed by the sword qi composed of this pure true qi.

However, after defeating the seven ice walls, there were only 1,800 air swords left.

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