"It's kind of interesting...... Beikanhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of fanaticism on his face. After being lonely for twenty years, there is no opponent worthy of him in the world, which is really sad.

Before coming, in addition to venting his sense of humiliation, the biggest reason was to be able to fight with the legendary Lu Sheng.

That legend is not the legend of Lu Sheng's Sword Saint. If Lu Sheng's martial arts were only as rumored in the rivers and lakes, Beikanhou would not be able to raise the slightest interest.

He once commented on the rising stars in the world, Liu Qingyun, and Bu Feiyan are all worthy of a war ten years later. He waited twenty years and wouldn't mind waiting another ten years. However, the days of waiting were so tormenting that Beikanhou felt that his body was a little rusty.

But not long ago, he was pleasantly surprised to hear a message that only circulated in the circle of supreme masters.

In the past twenty years, the first master to set foot in the Dao realm was not Bu Feiyan, who everyone was optimistic about, but this Lu Sheng, who was full of mystery.

Lu Sheng claimed to the outside world that he only had the innate realm, and he had fought with people many times without showing his cultivation above the Dao realm. However, Liu Songbo inadvertently revealed that in the first battle with the Sword Demon, Lu Sheng revealed his true strength.

Heavenly Sword Liu Song Bo, don't dare to be an enemy!

This news once swept through the ears of the top masters like a hurricane. But everyone chose to see through it and not say it.

That is, a master, should have the strength of a master. Since Lu Sheng likes to pretend to be a worldly first-class master, let him pretend, and everyone will not be idle and gossip.

More importantly, behind Lu Sheng, there is a mystery that makes them deeply jealous.

Although the forces of all parties have already investigated Lu Sheng's ancestors for the eighteenth generation. Lu Sheng's family background and experience from childhood to adulthood have no problems. But that's fine, but it's the biggest problem.

Throughout the ages, no one has grown up as fast as Lu Sheng. If it is only said that Lu Sheng's talent is absolutely impossible.

And before Lu Sheng himself revealed that he was punishing the evil emperor to descend to earth, the rational choice of the high-level people ignored it. Let's not talk about whether those ethereal gods really exist, and even if they do, they are too far away.

Moreover, the god system in Lu Sheng's mouth is too different from the mythological legends they know. Rather than believing that Lu Sheng had a large number of god brothers, they preferred to believe that behind Lu Sheng was a holy land, or the most mysterious Xuanyuan Village in legends.

The first holy place that has never appeared in history among the seven holy places, but has made the Kunlun Holy Land, Daoting Xuanzong, Nanhai Cihang, Dari Buddha Sect and other holy places silent.

But no matter how mysterious Lu Sheng's background is, or how terrifying it is. This is not important in the eyes of Beikanhou, the important thing is that Lu Sheng hides his true strength, and Lu Sheng's true strength is worthy of a battle. That's enough!

Before, Beikanhou once thought that the rumors were wrong. Or rather, Liu Songbo's idiot was wrong. Because Lu Sheng, from the inside to the outside, from top to bottom, did not have the slightest Dao realm cultivation soul.

If the innate realm is to perceive the laws of heaven and earth and conform to the laws of heaven and earth, then the master of the Dao realm should have mastered the laws of heaven and earth to a certain extent.

Beikanhou couldn't see Lu Sheng's kind of rhyme before, but in an instant, the momentum on Lu Sheng's body changed dramatically. It can even be said that no matter the momentum and temperament, it seems to be a different person.

At this moment, Lu Sheng is still Lu Sheng, but he is no longer Lu Sheng.

Beikanhou lowered his arm slightly, hanging weakly beside him. This is not a contempt for Lu Sheng, but an incomparable value for Lu Sheng.

Seemingly weak hands, they are the most powerful and terrifying weapons of Beikanhou. Although Beikanhou's martial arts are full of weapons, his strongest weapon is still his fist.

Lu Sheng's fingers hooked slightly, and the cold iron sword instantly came out of its sheath and fell into Lu Sheng's hand. With the long sword in his hand, Lu Sheng's momentum turned from the previous indifferent moment into a cold, extremely sharp sword.

Lu Sheng gently raised his sword, and the long sword pointed straight at the sky. A sword light shot up into the sky, as if a laser had shattered the void.

The idea of kendo stirred the rhyme of heaven and earth, and the blue sky rippled one after another. The ripples distorted the space, and the three giant beasts that were embodied by the military array twisted in the ripples.

"Boom-"

Suddenly, it shattered like a bubble that had been punctured, and among the three armies, people turned on their backs in an instant.

"The battle between you and me should be the pinnacle, and it is better for irrelevant people to leave the scene!" Lu Sheng's voice turned into a breeze.

"That's right!" Beikanhou agreed. In his opinion, the duel is sacred, and naturally it should be unconcerned and undisturbed.

Beikanhou waved his hand lightly, and the deep blue sea army hidden behind him slowly and neatly retreated.

"Withdraw as well. Lu Sheng said lightly.

Although Hei Yong's face was a little unwilling, he also understood it very well. The battle of the masters of this kind of Dao realm realm could not be intervened by relying on the battle formation condensed by a few thousand people.

There are 1,000 tiger cavalry battalions and 1,000 Xuantianwei, and the two armies combined may not be able to fight the deep blue sea.

What's more, Lu Sheng broke the military formation with a light sword, and the two wanted to really fight, and under the aftermath, the waves washed the sand. I am afraid that all the brothers I brought with me will be ruined in the sand.

Under Shen Ling's order, Hei Yong led a group of his men to retreat outside the barracks.

Lu Sheng...... Are you sure you can handle it?" asked Shen Ling with some uneasiness before leaving.

But Lu Sheng said that you want to come, and obediently followed Hei Yong out of the barracks.

The sky is clear, there are three thousand floating corpses under your feet, the wind in front of you is rolling the grass, and the war horse behind you is neighing.

Lu Sheng took a step lightly, and the sword in his hand suddenly exuded a burst of rhyme. The rhyme of the Tao is invisible, but it can be sensed, and the sword is extremely affectionate, and the world is horizontal.

In his eyes, there is no joy or sorrow.

A pity for a record has made the waves turn over the clouds. If it weren't for Ji Xixi's death, the waves might never have been able to take a step towards the sword. Ji Xixi died in reality, but in the sword path of the waves, she is alive forever.

Because of her, she is the sword path of the waves.

After experiencing the waves and clouds, Lu Sheng understood what Extreme Love Kendo was. The truth and purity of love transcend everything in the world.

But the sword path of the waves and clouds is the way of the waves, Lu Sheng has his own love, and he should also have his own sword.

Therefore, Lu Sheng raised his head, and his eyes shot calmly to the west, as if he had broken through the barriers of the region and crossed the mountains and mountains.

The sword path of the waves and clouds is too sad. This is not what Lu Sheng wants, even if Lu Sheng wants to embark on the path of the extreme sword, he would rather choose to turn the way of the sword into a determination to protect the person he loves.

The yellow sand of the desert is like rolling waves, and under the golden sunset, the yellow sand is dyed into a moving gold.

A beautiful figure dressed in white, standing on the crest of the golden waves.

The shadows danced with their swords and their sleeves fluttering, like thin clouds in the sky passing over the sun.

Bu Feiyan's sword is slow, but beautiful. The land beaver sitting on the camel didn't feel the excitement of watching it. With the realm of Lu Li, it is impossible to see any wonder about Bu Feiyan's sword.

The only thing she can understand is that Bu Feiyan's dance is so beautiful. A hundred, a thousand times more beautiful than all the dances she had ever seen.

The sword of the step is not smoke, dancing flexibly in her palm. There is no flickering of cold light, no sword qi. But there is a reflected golden light, and there are ripples that ripple everywhere.

Since stepping out of Jiangnan Road, Bu Feiyan has experienced the wind and snow of the land of China. Her sword has gradually become no longer cold from the cold and cold at the beginning.

Because the human heart is always hot.

went to Dali, Bu Feiyan's sword was as gentle as white jade, and went to the grassland, Bu Feiyan's sword was as vast as heaven and earth, and now, Bu Feiyan's sword was as heroic as the sunset over the long river.

She takes heaven and earth as her teacher, and the rivers and mountains as her ink, but she has never been able to compose her own sword.

Suddenly, Bu Feiyan stopped the sword in his hand.

Suddenly looking back, he looked at the eastern sky suspiciously.

There was a vague rhyme in the sky, with a deep sense of longing.

Bu Feiyan didn't seem to understand, but he seemed to understand.

After a moment of stunnedness, a slightly wicked smile appeared in front of me.

The corners of Bu Fei's cigarette mouth were slightly hooked, and a smile that made the world gloomy rippled.

"Huh-" The long sword was in the air, and a sword aura responded and rose from the depths of the desert.

"Okay!" Beikanhou looked up to the sky excitedly and shouted, "Only with such a sword can you fight with me, hahaha......"

The words landed, and Beikanhou's figure had disappeared. No matter how Shen Ling searched, there was no longer a figure of Beikanhou in the sky and on the ground.

But bursts of thunder broke through the air, but they resounded in all directions of the school field.

Beikanhou didn't disappear, but his speed had exceeded the limit of the naked eye. He just moved too fast, too fast to catch with his eyes, only with his mind.

Lu Sheng still stood still, rippling all over his body, like aquatic plants in the waves.

It's not that Lu Sheng doesn't want to move, but the qi around him has been firmly locked by Beikanhou, and any movement may reveal a fatal flaw.

Beikanhou's figure kept flashing in Lu Sheng's perception, because the speed was too fast, Beikanhou's figure was stretched and distorted.

Suddenly, Beikanhou's trajectory changed, and his figure flashed and bombarded straight towards Lu Sheng's back.

Lu Sheng didn't see Beikanhou's figure, and he didn't even have time to turn around at this moment. But Lu Sheng stabbed his sword behind him at the last moment.

"Boom-"

There was a loud bang, and the field of vision froze for a frame. Beikanhou's fist firmly pressed against Lu Sheng's long sword. This frame flashed away, and in an instant, the figures of the two disappeared completely.

Violent explosions came from all directions, both in the sky and on the ground. And every explosion is accompanied by a flash of frozen images.

Every time the picture appears, a circular crater with a diameter of about three meters will explode under the feet of the two people.

The earth is cracking, the sky is shattering. The speed of the two of them was beyond Shen Ling's imagination. At this moment, Shen Ling's mind was blank, in addition to being amazed by the fantasy battle scene in front of him, the hot blood in his body was also rushing to his brain at this moment.

This should be the real strong.

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