The man sat on a large rock beside the cliff, dressed in a green coat, his hair tied with a wooden hairpin, his face was handsome, three long strands of hair under his chin, and behind his back was a simple long sword. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The mountain wind hunts, and the clothes inspire.

Mountains and clouds surged at the feet of the two.

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Pure Yang real person? ”

"It's a certain house." The Taoist nodded, stood up, and stood up with a long body, not moving like an old pine on the cliffside, but when he moved, it was like a big river suddenly breaking the ice, and the majestic momentum suddenly filled the whole world.

Pure Yang Zhenren, that is, one of the Eight Immortals, Sword Ancestor Lu Dongbin, it's a pity that Xiao Yu is already well-informed now, even if he sees this legendary Eight Immortals, there are not many waves in his heart.

"Are the real people trying to stop me?"

"It's not." Chunyang Zhenren shook his head, "There are many cultivators in the world, and there are few people who use swords, I just watched your swordsmanship be extraordinary, and I just came here for a while." ”

Xiao Yu nodded, and suddenly his heart moved, "Dare to ask a real person, can you know the Five Elements Sword Technique?" ”

Lu Dongbin frowned slightly, "Haven't you ever heard of your self-created swordsmanship?" ”

When Xiao Yu heard this, he also had a guess in his heart, and shook his head silently.

"In that case, let us speak with our sword."

Lu Dongbin drew his sword in his hand, stood in the void, and in an instant, a sword aura rushed into the sky, cutting the sea of clouds under his feet in half.

Xiao Yu stepped forward to meet him, with a sword in his hand, and there was a high-spirited battle intent pouring out of his chest.

Compared with Lu Dongbin, the sword ancestor, who will be stronger or weaker?

At this moment, the Qinglian Sword seemed to have a clear humming sound, resounding in the sky.

"Boom! ――”

The sound of the sword roared loudly, like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's roar, resounding in the sky.

Lu Dongbin slashed with a sword, which seemed to be unremarkable, but it made the clouds under his feet collapse, and it seemed that the void was cut out by this sword and rippled sword marks.

Xiao Yu's face remained unchanged, he took a step back, came to the sea of clouds, and slashed out with his sword.

A dazzling flash of lightning flashed violently, the two sword qi collided in the air, and the wind roared and swirled, blasting the clouds and mist within a radius of hundreds of meters, revealing the bottom of the deep valley that had not been illuminated by the sun for tens of thousands of years.

"Fight!"

Lu Dongbin let out a long roar, stepped forward, turned into a streamer, and a surging sword aura rushed into the sky, with a peerless edge.

A big battle broke out, the two fought in the sea of clouds, and soon, this piece of heaven and earth was filled with sword energy, and the clouds and mist under their feet were torn into countless pieces, this is still the consequence of the two of them deliberately controlling their strength and only competing in swordsmanship, otherwise the duel at this level, just the aftermath can raze everything around them to the ground, which is what neither of them wants to see.

In the end, the figures of Xiao Yu and Lu Dongbin disappeared, and the two of them disappeared into the wind and thunder clouds, and the immortals stared at it, and they could only see the two figures turning into streamers, tearing through the sky, colliding with countless bright lights, and there was a roaring sound like thunder.

Among the clouds, there are green shirts and Taoist people who take a volley in the air, the sword intent all around them, killing everything, and the cyan lotus flowers blooming leisurely, volleying and rolling, there are bright sword lights running through the heavens and the earth, and there are also cyan lightning bolts tearing everything, and the white clouds in the sky are also bursting everywhere, and then gathering and converging.

"Slash!"

There was a loud shout from the clouds, the sword light rushed into the sky, and the void was cut out of a ripple, and countless white clouds exploded under the sword light, and then gathered to live and die, and the two figures disappeared in a flash.

No one knows the specific situation inside, but the sword qi and lightning have not stopped, and from time to time the immortal sword intent can be seen running through the sea of clouds, leaving indelible sword marks in the void, even if it is a metamagnetic storm, it is difficult to wear it out, and it is enough for more than a dozen breaths to erase it.

In the clouds, two sword lights, one green and one white, were intertwined, as if lightning swept across the sky, and finally, the sea of clouds within a radius of dozens of miles was submerged by countless sword intents, and the void was full of ripples and immortal sword marks, which made people feel frightened.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a bright sword light penetrated the heavens and the earth, and everyone only felt that there was a vast white space in front of them, and they couldn't see, and after a while, they came to their senses, and there was still a tragic sword aura on the retina.

Whew!

The wind howled and swept wildly in all directions.

The clouds that had accumulated in the canyon for thousands of years had not dispersed, and the clouds were swept away by the strong wind, revealing the dry but tenacious growth of life at the bottom of the valley.

The wind was blowing in the face, and it was as cold as a knife.

Scraping on the face, it makes people's skin tingle, the scalp is numb, and the cold hair stands upside down.

The aftermath of a sword qi fell on the boulder of the cliff, exploding directly, and countless chaotic times splashed and rolled into the cliff.

"Brush!"

The waterfall is also like a sword light brushed, not far away a strange rock, a mountain peak known for the strange show of interlaced canine teeth, directly smoothed by the sword light, as if a piece of bread, was cut by a knife, leaving only a bare peak as smooth as a mirror.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise in the clouds, and a large white cloud exploded, revealing part of the scene inside, and it could be seen that the two figures were holding swords and colliding together, and the small spatial cracks were born and destroyed in the sword bodies of the two people, and under the feet of the two people, they set off ripple-like waves, rolling and spreading in all directions.

This is a big battle that belongs to the sword immortals, the two sides will be cultivated to suppress the realm of the earth immortals, the competition is their own will and understanding of the way of the sword, the danger and subtlety of it, but the first level of the big array is even more nervous.

If there is a sword cultivator who knows about this battle, then he will definitely come to worship with great enthusiasm, because this is a shocking duel between the two great sword immortals in the world!

"Buzz!"

Another astonishing sword light tore through the clouds, pierced through the sky, and slashed out a sword light that resembled a waterfall thousands of zhang long, and silently wiped a nearby mountain to the ground.

"Whew! ――”

The sound of bloody rage rang out.

Bang la blah.

The blood of the immortals, which was red like a ruby, was sprinkled from the air, every drop was shining with luster, and there was a strange fragrance, falling on the mountain peak, which actually weighed more than a thousand catties, and directly smashed the mountain peak and fell into the depths.

"Huh? Someone is injured and the winner is decided? ”

All those watching the battle lifted their spirits and looked up into the air.

At this moment, everyone's spirits were tense, and the clouds completely dispersed in the fierce sword qi, and they could no longer gather, only countless sword rays like silver snakes did not dissipate in the air for a long time.

Above the sky, two figures with swords stood opposite each other.

On Xiao Yu's right arm, blood poured out, and drop by drop slipped down on the Qinglian Sword, and was absorbed by the Qinglian Sword.

"Huh? Did the thief lose? Someone perked up, "It is worthy of being a pure yang real person, the ancestor of the sword in the world, even if the thief has some ability, how can he be the opponent of the sword ancestor?" ”

"No, that's not right! Look closely! Someone said in a solemn voice, "Chunyang Zhenren's face is not right. ”

Everyone hurriedly looked, only to find that Lu Dongbin, a pure yang real person, had a pale face, the three strands of long hair under his chin were one-third shorter, and there was a faint blood mark on his neck.

"Shhh Suddenly, someone gasped and said in disbelief, "It's actually Lu Zu who has lost the upper hand?!" ”