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Wide robe with large sleeves. Three locks of silver hair. Long hair is scattered. Sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes. Thin and thin. A sword beside him. A jug of wine in hand. The people in the room do look very fairy. Luo Ling stood in the courtyard for the second time. looked at each other coldly for a long time. The other side still turned a blind eye. Just drink and enjoy the snow.

I said. Tell me anything. What do you mean here? In the end, Luo Ling opened his mouth first.

The old man's eyes fell on Luo Ling. He said majestically: "For the sake of those who practice qi at the same time." Hand over the Xuanyuan water. I don't care what you do. ”

The mood suddenly became heavy. Luo Ling didn't know what went wrong. How did you find the door? "Who's Xuanyuan Ranshui?" He asked quietly.

A sharp glint flashed in the old man's eyes. With a little contempt, he said: "I thought." You're still a character. ”

Luo Ling's eyebrows furrowed. He knows. The other party had already decided that Xuanyuan Water was in his hands. This thing. I'm afraid it's hard to be good.

Words are invalid. Let's do it. That being the case. Luo Ling will never miss the first move. Not even the preparatory action of squatting. Luo Ling only relied on the strength of his feet. The whole person shot out. Draw your sword in the air. Pointing directly at the old man.

The old man snorted coldly. Neither dodge. Neither shall he draw his sword. Just toss the wine glass out of his hand. Go and meet Luo Ling's sword.

Bang. There was an explosion. A small shot glass collides with the tip of a sword. Crushed into powder. Drifting away like mist. And the power contained in it. actually forced Luo Ling to retreat. Fell back to the ground.

Luo Ling's rush has always spared no effort. What such a result means. He himself knows quite well. I didn't even bother to take off the armor I was wearing. Luo Ling directly transformed. There was no black fire. But the power of the magic element that overflows when transforming. Still in an instant, the armor was blown to pieces like a balloon that had burst.

And at the same time. The old man drew his sword in his hand. Volleying down. The same sword was pointed directly at Luo Ling. But the sword momentum was at least four times more powerful than Luo Ling's sword just now.

Table tennis. Some of the armor fragments that had crumbled from Luo Ling's body shot at the old man. But there are still meters away from the body. It was bounced away by invisible resistance. The old man's sword. Like the collapse of a mountain. The power is unmatched.

Choke. The tooth-sour symphony of gold and iron. Luo Ling took out his sword without giving in. The twin swords are-for-tat. Centered on the tip of the sword. An invisible storm of energy swept in all directions. Blowing away the day's snow like mist.

Powerful anti-devouring power. made the old man fly upside down like a paper kite. Heavy fall on the roof. Smack. Several bricks were trampled to pieces.

Luo Ling was under the power of backlash. Slide backwards five or six meters away. The light was the energy that was stirring around his body. A deep, wide trench was blown out of the snow. The snow is gone. The ground appears.

The old man and Luo Ling raised their swords against each other. It seems to be evenly divided. However. Luo Ling himself knew it. He's going to be inferior.

Ahem. Luo Ling's broadsword let out a thin groan. Cracked textures stretched from the tip of the sword to the hilt. It's not that the sword is inferior to the man. Instead, the True Qi that extended to the sword was forced back into the body. For the first time, Luo Ling tried what it meant to be true qi reflux. External gas enters the body. It was a burning pain. It's like an electric shock. From sword to hand. to the arm. And then spread throughout the body. Luo Ling felt that he was just this moment. and his whole body was wounded.

"Sure enough, it's a demon. What a vicious demonic aura. "On the roof. The old man's white eyebrows were locked into a Sichuan character. The ancient sword in his hand that had no sword blade and was covered with scales from thin to thick on both sides of the spine. At this moment, it has been covered with a white color. Even one arm sleeve. There is also the phenomenon of frost knotting. But. The old man only shook slightly. Bing Li was completely forced out by him. On that ancient sword. It is also lit up with a brilliant milky white man.

"......" in the yard. Luo Ling was speechless. He was a little skeptical that the other party had a mental problem. How to talk like that. And his shirt. Just pull up your long loose hair. Wooden hairpins. The old man said that he was a Taoist priest. Ten out of ten people would believe what he said was true. Although I don't understand how there are such 'masters' in modern society. But. Luo Ling lit up on the opponent's sword with a milky white glow. There was a guess about his origins.

Mo Xiqi. The teacher of Xuanyuan Coldwater. The same is the Holy Swordsman. But now it looks. It would be more appropriate to say that he was a True Qi cultivator. Originally. After trying to compete with Xuanyuan Water in the Northern Regions. Changfeng Ge and Qin Qing once piggybacking on this person. I didn't say much. But because the name is homophonic, it is very distinctive. So Luo Ling has always been impressed.

Magicians can appear. True Qi cultivators also have the possibility of re-emergence. Ten thousand laws return to the roots. It is also a method of drawing external forces for one's own use. The difference is the cultivation path and title. In the West, it's called magic energy. The East is called Reiki. There are six genera of demonic energy. There is also a distinction between good and evil, good and unclean. In a word. Luo Ling thinks. A certain period of time in ancient times. Magical energy is widespread in this world. The use of this energy. It has created myths and legends under the different cultural heritage of the East and the West. When it disappears later. There is no origin. God is not God. Immortals can't become immortals.

"Actually, I'm not the only lucky one to break through the bottleneck." The more you experience, the more you go. Luo Lingyue felt this way. The environment of the new era provides everyone with the opportunity to pick up the ancient cultivation method again. And the possibility of learning to succeed. But somewhere when he was cheering for his special powers. Somewhere in the world. There are also others who have great power in their hands. There won't be many such examples. But it's not too little.

Luo Ling's theory of environmental fairness is macroscopic. That's right. Mo Xiqi was indeed two years ago. He has made a big breakthrough in his cultivation. thus entering the so-called realm of heaven and man in one fell swoop. Holy swordsman too. Cultivators too. In fact, Mo Xiqi's symmetry is nothing. He really has the power of tyranny. It was a power that changed his life. It also changed his mind.

"One last chance for you. Xuanyuan Shui Jiao Jiupin Literature welcomes you to visit, any search engine search "Jiupin Literature" can quickly enter this site, this site permanently provides free high-quality reading and txt format download services without pop-ups! Give it back. Mo Xiqi slowly raised the ancient sword. The milky white light burned like a flame on the sword.

Turquoise light spilled out of the cracks. Causes the broadsword to emit a layer of frost. Luo Ling once again held his sword and flew the stab. The answer was answered with action. Hiss. The broadsword let out a sharp roar of excitement as it advanced at high speed. The soul of the instrument and Luo Ling's battle spirit melted. Luo Ling's perception expanded unhindered to every part of the broadsword. Flowing turquoise light and shadow overflowed from the broadsword. A ribbon-like tail was drawn in the air. Magnificent anomalous.

Mo Xiqi let out a low sigh. Volley slash. The ancient sword turned into a huge wave of light. Cover Luo Ling and his broadsword.

Rumble. This time the collision. More violent. Milky, turquoise light. A light blast cloud with a diameter of up to 10 meters was blown up. It's like a little moon that lights up in an instant. The entire mountain village is illuminated. Mo Xiqi and Luo Ling were all drowned in this light.

This blow. Luo Ling used thorns. Mo Xiqi used chopping. The milky white light energy that overflowed on the ancient sword eroded Luo Ling's body head-on first. From head to chest. From top to bottom. Diagonally. This once melted the small table-like block of cast iron into a powerful energy. directly caused a line of scars to Luo Ling. From the forehead to the chest. Although Luo Ling had tried his best to fight against luck. It's still the skin that has been split. Bleeding from the head. In particular, the chest injury is more prominent. A wound of blood that is more than 20 cm deep and visible to the bone. Appeared on Luo Ling's chest a little to the left. Moreover, the entity of the ancient sword was smashing on Luo Ling's broadsword. Iron filings flew like crushed snow. Arguably. The entire broadsword was shattered by this blow.

However. The broadsword shattered. A stream of agglutinated pure blue mangs is still there. Although most of it was consumed by Mo Xiqi's holy light in an instant. But the rest of the thumb-thick strand. But it's as pure and clear as ice spirit. Breathtaking. For the first time. Luo Ling after the broken sword. The form of the cold ice true qi is emitted.

It was a sword that pierced the chest. After being slashed by a great force. The target was changed to abdomen. Or. This is exactly what Luo Ling really intended. He knew early on that his use of true qi was not as good as Mo Xiqi's. It is inevitable to be hurt by the other party. It's not as strong as it gets. It's more spicy than ruthless. Mo Xiqi's blow is the line. Luo Ling's blow is the point. Concentrate your efforts. A little breakthrough. Compensate for the disadvantage in power. This is what Luo Ling thinks.

Mo Xiqi from the beginning. It is clear that Luo Ling is a fatal blow. But he couldn't avoid it. Avoid. It means that the sword momentum created by his condescending and ancient sword exalted disappears into invisibility. The sword momentum is like the bloody qi stirred up after fighting a battle and beating a drum. Courage is unmatched. Dodging is tantamount to the gong of retreat. The gong sounded. Then we have to evoke this brave and incomparable blood. Difficult.

With the will to slash the opponent under the sword. Mo Xiqi pulled out the air and slashed this sword. Castration is decisive. There is no turning back. However, now it is only a wound to the enemy. And he didn't do his best to eliminate the power of Luo Ling's thorn. So. Mo Xiqi will have to pay the price.

Luo Ling's stab. Compared to Mo Xiqi's attack. It's a lot less powerful. But the victory is vicious in position. An inch below the navel. Adjacent to the dantian gas sea. Although after breaking through Mo Xiqi's true qi gangyi. Only 3 cm of meat is added. But the power of the ice was still unstoppable, and the moment began to rage.

Bang. The castrated two men fist each other. Flew out upside down again.

Poof. Luo Ling fell to the ground very unsightly. The snow was a mess.

Crash. Mo Xiqi is not much better. A large tile surface on the roof was crushed. And it was sunken inward.

Strong luck and true qi. Luo Ling directly froze his injuries. The wound is greenish. No blood remains. For the battle below. Blood is precious. He can't afford to waste.

"Huh." Mo Xiqi snorted softly. Likewise luck sealed the freezing air that raged in his body. A face that was originally ruddy was completely ignored because of the cold breath and the greenness was revealed. Get up straight. The light on the ancient sword was even higher than before.

"Hey, hey, hey." Luo Ling let out a low sinister smile. He didn't look at Mo Xiqi. Instead, he stared at the icy green glow at the tip of the short sword.

Feel the soul of the instrument that is in high spirits. I felt the feeling of releasing my true qi. Luo Ling has entered a special state. A state of leaving everything behind and killing wholeheartedly.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins. When the combat power is comparable. It's all about courage and wisdom. It's a ruthless force. Ruthless to the enemy. Be cruel to yourself. Wounds for injuries. That's how life comes from. That's what Luo Ling thought. That's it. That's his wild way.

saw Luo Ling smiling below. Mo Xiqi also guessed more or less what kind of character the other party was. "It's a war nerd." Mo Xiqi was a little chilled. His master used to tell him. There is a kind of warrior. It's going to be a very peculiar skill. It's just that you can push yourself into a corner. and reach a state of life and death aside. It's a self-hypnotic skill. But I want to practice. Not only must you have a high level of talent. I also had to experience a big emotional setback. and countless battles of life and death. People who can do this kind of thing are called war idiots. Crazy for the sake of war. But it's not stupid.

People who are fearless of life and death are terrible. Especially since this person also has a strong combat power. Mo Xiqi's heart ^H is already a little lacking in confidence. He had already given up on it.

Luo Ling would not let Mo Xiqi retreat. He holds a grudge like a wolf. And once you get into a bitter battle, you often don't die. The third time. Luo Ling shot out again. in his hands. It is a sword of light that consumes true qi at an astonishing speed. This. No thorns. This. There must be someone lying down.

Mo Xiqi was also unwilling to drag it out any longer. He's getting older. Energetic and physical are restricted. The ice power in the body was only temporarily sealed. The longer it drags on. The harder it is to recover. In addition, the consumption of true qi is intense. It is wisest to solve the battle in a short period of time.

Thereupon. This time the two are no longer a one-hit tiebreaker. Mo Xiqi dodged Luo Ling's obvious attack. began to reveal his other