"Xuan-level combat skills?"

Ximen Hong's eyes widened, extremely surprised. With his vision, he could naturally see that the "Guiding Thunder Fist" used by Li Mu was a Xuan-level combat skill, and what was even more surprising was that the latter actually practiced the Xuan-level combat skill to the entry level.

Combat skills and exercises are different, but any martial artist, no matter what level of exercises, anyone can directly cultivate.

And combat skills need to be comprehended, in the realm of transforming strength, being able to comprehend the exercises of the Xuan Rank, this is originally a more difficult thing than ascending to the sky. It takes a lot of time and effort, as well as enough talent.

He couldn't imagine how Li Mu did it at the age of sixteen or seventeen?

"Thunder Sound Broken River~~~"

Li Mu sprang out, caught up with the retreating Ximenhong, and continued to attack. There was a rolling thunder sound in the fist, and it was three points more ferocious than the attack just now.

"Palm splitting mountains~~~"

Ximen Hong's palms were superimposed, and he met the opponent's fist, and the power in his palms was terrifying.

His move is also the move of "Vigorously Opening the Mountain", which is more inclined and defensive.

Poof-

The moment the fists and palms intersected, Ximen Hong spurted blood from his mouth, was knocked away again, and his body flew back, shattering many trees, and finally smashing a boulder before stopping.

"Kill!"

Li Mu let out a low sigh and unfolded "Eight-foot Swimming", his body was like light and shadow, and he swept to the front of Ximen Hong. Raising the foot is a ferocious kick to the latter's temple.

If this kick is confirmed, Simon Hong will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"Die!"

A flash of murder flashed in Ximen Hong's eyes, and he slapped the Qiankun bag on his waist casually, and took out a long sword.

The sword is three feet long, and the cold is pressing.

Ximen Hong then shook his long sword and slashed at Li Mu's whip leg.

Brush brush brush ~~~

The yellow qi rushed down his body into the long sword, and the sharp aura made people creepy.

"Spirit Soldier~~"

Li Mu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly withdrew the leg of the attack, not daring to regret the opponent's long sword, he had a hunch that if he took this blow, one of his legs would be useless.

The attack power of the spirit soldier was originally ten times that of an ordinary weapon, and when combined with the use of Gang Qi, with his current physical body, he could not compete with the former.

The spirit soldier is not only sharp, but also forged by a special technique, and there is a stable formation in it, only the martial artist who has passed through the Xuan Realm, after having the qi, can exert the true power of the spirit soldier.

Sting!

The long sword slashed against Li Mu's calf, easily cutting a hole, and his bones were also cut with a small scar, fortunately he dodged in time, otherwise it would have been miserable.

Wow!

Li Mu took a few steps back, temporarily dodging the opponent's attack range, and looked at the spirit soldier with some vigilance, only to see that above the sword body, there was a hazy yellow light floating.

That yellow light is Ximen Hong's earth attribute Gangqi.

"Boy, I said, you are going to die today, isn't your body very strong, why don't you dare to take the sword?" Ximen Hong stood up straight and walked towards Li Mu step by step.

Li Mu was silent, without saying a word, his eyes were fixed on the sword in Ximen Hong's hand, this thing was too threatening to him.

"Kill!"

Ximen Hong's eyes were cold, and he raised his sword and killed him.

Brush!

A sword came and cut Li Mu's throat horizontally, and the sword that was extremely fast was like a spiritual snake.

Li Mu took half a step back, leaning back, and was able to dodge the fatal sword.

Phew!

Ximen Hong's backhand was a sword, slashing at Li Mu's waist, extremely sharp, incredibly fast.

Li Mu did not retreat, but advanced, let go of the sharp long sword, and at the same time slapped Ximen Hong's sword-holding arm with one palm.

Brush Brush Brush!

The two fought, Ximen Hong's sword was faster than the other, the sword light was shining, and he relied on the sharpness of the spirit soldier to suppress Li Mu.

Li Mu's body is like a frightening wave, left or right, advancing and retreating, like a flat boat in a wild rainstorm, extremely dangerous.

If you are not careful, you will never recover.

"Boy, don't resist uselessly, you will definitely die today!" Ximen Hong's expression was attacking as he spoke.

Li Mu still didn't say a word, and quickly dodged the other party's attack.

Under the attack of the opponent's spirit soldiers, he could not get any benefits and was gradually suppressed.

After all, Ximen Hong is a martial artist in the Xuan Realm, and his speed is not inferior to him, and it is even higher than a line.

If it weren't for his amazing sense of fighting, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to stop the three swords.

Phew!

A quick sword was handed over, bringing out a little blood on Li Mu's shoulder.

"Isn't there a way to go on like this, how to deal with his spirit soldiers?" Li Mu's face was gloomy, and while quickly dodging, he was thinking about countermeasures.

If he really can't think of a way, then he has to run away, but he is not willing to escape, and Ximenhong will be a big threat to him if he does not get rid of it every day.

Moreover, if he slaughtered his fellow disciples in the trial, if the people of the academy knew about it, he would definitely not be spared.

Puff puff~~

There are more and more wounds on Li Mu's body, although there is no fatal injury, but if he continues to fight like this, he will definitely die.

Whoop –

A sharp sword came and slashed at Li Mumian's door, he leaned around, and the long sword slashed against his slender body. When it was drawn to the waist position, Ximen Hong's sword in his hand was horizontal, and the waist was a sword.

"Not good!"

Li Mu was startled, and felt a fatal crisis, this sword on his waist, he was powerless to dodge.

"Die!"

Ximen Hong smiled fiercely, as if he also expected that this sword would definitely be able to cut down the enemy.

In a desperate moment, Li Mu subconsciously put his hand into the Qiankun bag, and then he grabbed it and grabbed a cold hard thing.

While!

Ximen Hong's sword was blocked, his face changed, and he looked down at it, Li Mu's hand was filled with cracks, and it would shatter almost at any time.

With a bang, the qi on the sword in Ximen Hong's hand was dispersed, and a small crack actually appeared on top of the spirit soldier.

"You····· What kind of weapon is this?" Ximen Hong was stunned, he couldn't imagine that a rusty kitchen knife could hurt his spiritual soldiers.

"Family heirloom pig killing knife!"

Li Mu smiled and glanced at the kitchen knife with some surprise, it was still the same as before, rusty and full of cracks. Ximenhong's spirit soldiers did not hurt it in the slightest.

When he first got the kitchen knife, Li Mu didn't care, thinking that it could only deal with Yin soldiers. Later, I tried it several times, and found that the kitchen knife was very sharp, and ordinary knife soldiers could easily cut it.

But he didn't think that this kitchen knife could compete with the spirit soldiers. Today, he discovered that the extraordinary thing about the kitchen knife was that it was even harder than the spirit soldier.

"Family heirloom pig killing knife?" Ximen Hong looked at the kitchen knife with jealousy in his eyes, and he didn't see the way out of the door for a long time. This is clearly a broken kitchen knife, without the slightest spirituality, how can it break through the gang qi and hurt its own spiritual soldiers?