The second update of 6k words, I plan to let Li Pu graduate tomorrow!

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Back a little time ago, on the other side of the battlefield, the slashing wind generated by the interlacing of the swords of Li Pu and the mountain terrorists turned into a dazzling storm that would be swept into and completely crushed by it if one was not careful.

When Li Pu was still in school before, his swordsmanship skills received some guidance from the principal of the "Red Sword Immortal", and then he absorbed Aunt Xin's stick skills and integrated them. Maybe it's a little inferior to Ji Wangyue, who has been obsessed with kendo since he was a child, and he is even better in actual combat with stronger physical explosiveness. In the face of the strangulation sword net under the fury of the mountain, he launched an attack and defense without showing weakness.

Although the mountain terror was so angry that his eyes were on fire, the sword light intertwined by the "Ten Thousand Slave Blades" in his hand was not affected in the slightest, like a deadly spider web composed of sharp blades. The first move to defeat the enemy was picked up at his fingertips, almost like the sword fighting described in a martial arts book that Li Pu read when he was a child. This subtle technique was used with his explosive wrist strength, making Li Pu feel as if he was facing Dugu, who was crazy after being killed in front of the eagle.

However, after a few fights, the mountain horror became more and more angry.

Shan Wei found that every time he confronted Li Pu head-on, with the sound of Zheng Zheng, the "Demon Gudar-Wannu Blade" in his hand would add an obvious gap. You must know that the material of this imperial weapon is based on Nether Iron, mixed with Extreme Extension Ingot to improve its strength, repeatedly tempered in the Thunder Furnace of Thunder God Island, and then embellished with the rare Kepa Amber outside the gate to embellish the ancient runes. Not only weighed more than a thousand catties, sturdy and sharp, but also slashed and killed many slaves for blood sacrifices, and even the resentful spirits of the slave clan lingered and chattered when wielding. The blade of the sword will not lose a single ounce by slashing the iron pillar.

However, the materials and craftsmanship used to make the "Spirit Blade Reaper" originated from the Expansion Realm civilization "Aidaling", and it was an officer sword that only high-level rangers in this powerful civilization who had fully mastered the training of at least one tribe. Through a whole piece of expensive spirit crystals and runes The precision construction of the spiral spiritual energy matrix specializes in the performance of slaying spiritual energy, and the material itself is also a special material that is 100 times stronger than any alloy on the earth, and the core backbone of the grip and the one-piece sword body is the "spirit bone" - the unique process technology of the Ada Spirit Clan, which is essentially the solidified material state of the amorphous energy of the subspace. Cast and formed under the special ability of the race "Bone Runner", the single-molecule cutting process of the thin jagged blade, the "Black Wind", the strength of the material is comparable to that of tungsten steel, and the dragon scales are more easily freehand than breaking the boiled water tofu.

Even if it is just a standard weapon of the officer class, the casting process level from the interstellar era is a big cut above the Mogu civilization in this historical segment. The "Demon Gudar-Wannu Blade" in the hand of the mountain horror has fought so hard to keep the sword body intact, and it is really thanks to the meticulous efforts and materials of the Empire's chief forging master "Furnace Leader", as well as his superb practical swordsmanship.

The "Mogudar" and the "Black Wind" are the two most proud treasures of the mountain terror. However, the confrontation was only a few rounds, and the black wind was dismembered, and the soldiers in his hands were obviously damaged, and the face of the mountain terror became more and more gloomy.

"Damn!" The bifurcated tendrils of the mountain's jaw are erect and wriggling like octopus feet. As soon as the sword road turned, it became more treacherous, trying to avoid head-to-head confrontation, trying to avoid the blue and red in the staggered sword. Unlike the fierce swords of most of the Demon Gu warlords who swept across the battlefield, his style was more feminine and weird, and he was known as the "Thousand Transformations Ghost Shadow Sword" that would surely die if he fell into the sword net.

If the style of the Demon Ancient Mountain, who is more than two meters tall, is tricky and treacherous, like a poisonous snake that can take a human life with a flash of fangs, or like a poisonous spider that weaves a web of death with a sword. The swordsmanship skills of the human boy, who was much shorter than him and had a weight tonnage difference of at least several times, were in the opposite style.

Open and close, with the extreme madness and noise of boldness!

Li Pu's weapon combat skills are not the delicate style of "Red Sword Immortal", but more inclined to Chen Tianxin's stick technique, with arc attacks as positive, subtle bounces and twists as strange, and the transition between attack and defense is like a fantasy. The explosive state at the time of attack is a foreign object of Baodan-level Jinda, which attracts a violent external gang, and all the inertial kinetic energy generated erases the attack stun with every inch inside and outside the body under the perfectly running force, and even the residual energy of inertia is like a raw material thrown into a roaring furnace, and all the kinetic energy generated is superimposed and accelerated.

This is the supersonic explosion of the "Whip of the Gods", combined with the weapon technique "Starfall" used by Jinda Foreign Objects. Although Li Pu is still slightly behind the fastest aunt in the immortals, he is very close to the quasisonic speed. This style was born so even Aunt Xin is still polishing and refining the human immortal martial arts, and he practiced many times when he communicated with his adopted son some time ago, although it is far from reaching the level that can be said to be "completed" in Li Pu's place, but it is not much of a problem to use it to face the mountain terror.

"The Mogu slave leader is estimated to be more tricky and spicy than Mochizuki's kid, and I guess I'll have a headache after falling into his rhythm. But as long as you beat you to the point where you can't beat the rhythm, you'll have no problem! ”

Li Pu's heartbeat, breath, and all internal circulation and the rhythm generated by the movement form a wild drum beat. Turning his own blood ** into a golden engine, this endless lethality seems to be growing every second, reaching the limit, and then breaking through the limit.

This is the "extreme" state. All apprentices and formal monks equipped with the "Fighting God Armament", as long as they are not particularly lazy, have more or less the ability to open this "extreme" state. With the assistance of the reinforcement system of the Fighting God Armament over the years, he has become accustomed to the explosive technique of improving his physical fitness beyond the level that may cause damage to his own body, anyway, even if there is damage at the cellular level, the medical system of alien technology can be completely repaired.

Changing hands with incredible speed, like eight arms performing a full-angle arc slash, the mountain feels as if it is not facing an enemy, but a surging steel wave! forced all his calculated cunning changes and trap layouts to face bankruptcy.

In the face of Li Pu's unfinished Starfall sword momentum, no matter how tricky the sword net changes that the mountain terror tried to weave, Li Pu forced him to change his moves with the ruthlessness of life and death, disrupting his battle rhythm. In fact, the spicy level of the mountain terror sword technique is still better than Li Pu, with the innate extremely strong demon ancient physique, and the acquired temper of the demon ancient body, the physical strength of the wrist is also stronger than a notch. However, the psychology of the two sides is different, and the weapons are different, which makes him extremely aggrieved.

"Damn, madman! Is this kid really not afraid of death? "There have been several times when the mountain is sure that he will lose both with Li Pu. But he is in a high position and has no psychological preparation to fight with a fugitive slave to the same death.

But Li Pu doesn't have this psychological burden at all, he is a typical optimist since he was a child, and he has always been very open-minded, anyway, losing is a failure in this round of tests. What's more, there are Mogu people all around, and it is useless to be afraid! Since the mountain in front of you is the enemy, then do your best to defeat it. The question after that - think about it later!

"A fugitive slave...... Let me use this trick, and you will die as you deserve! "The mountain terror no longer retains its strength, and the dim silky black light surging in his arm spreads across the sword body, causing the Demon Gudar-Wannu Blade in his hand to be stacked and haunted by several layers of spiritual energy like black Qingyun.

This is his killer weapon "Qingyun Ghost Shadow Sword", and with a single wave, it seems to sweep away the bound resentful spirits of thousands of ghosts crying and howling, hating the heavens and the earth, and attacking wildly.

Li Pu's muscles and bones vibrated in unison with the hundreds of veins and orifices of the internal organs, just like the blind spot reversal of the quick change of hands when he slashed Xuanlong Jizo before, but after repeated tempering, it has been engraved into the depths of each tendon, and if this move launched when detonating qi and blood is changed to that time, I am afraid that the king of mercenaries will also be severely injured.

With a flash of Yao Xuan that quickly slashed out the superimposed kinetic energy after changing hands, the blade of the Mountain Horror Ten Thousand Slave Blade had already been damaged by many fights, and with a full fight between the two sides, it completely fell apart. At the same time, the ghostly energy that was restrained in those swords also collapsed, and countless dead souls evaporated under the special effect of psionic energy slashing.

The strength of the Mountain Horror is still half inferior to that of the Xuanlong Jizo, but he is much more vigilant. Reflexively dodging backwards, the blade nearly slashing across his chest, splitting his armor with a thin streak of blood. Although it was only a skimming, the ruthless sword gang that almost penetrated his body also caused his body function to decline rapidly, almost directly taking away half of his life.

Even if you don't want to admit it, this is also planted, planted under the noses of Xungong Marquis and Concubine Lonely Niangniang. A mere fugitive slave actually let him taste such a painful loss, and the cheek muscles of the mountain that had flown away with the strength to eat milk twitched, and he couldn't care about it anymore, and a few words popped out from between his teeth, "Take him down for me!" However, before he could say this, the Mogu soldiers who had wanted to see the secret agent show his might had already swarmed up.

Li Pu, who made this counterattack "Starfall", took advantage of the situation and pursued, and the whole person fell to the ground, sticking to the ground, and suddenly flew out! Ghostly past the tall soldiers who surrounded them. The mountain terror barely blocked it again with a half-broken sword, but this time it was bombarded with a muffled snort, and his hands cracked, and he couldn't even hold the weapon, so he came out of his hand.

Several of the nearest Mogu guards had already raised a solid steel shield more than three inches thick, holding more than a hundred catties of stainless steel war hammers in one hand, and they all rushed to the aid of the charge, protecting them in front of the mountain terror. From all angles, he swung a shield with a weight of more than a ton of impact and slammed it. Helplessly, with Li Pu's sweeping attack, all of them collapsed.

Li Pu's physical fitness has always been in an "extreme" state, and no matter how strong the overall quality of the Mogu soldiers is, they really can't control him for a while. Moreover, the surrounding Mogu guards were worried about hurting the Mountain Horror Lord, and Li Pu's movement was too fast, so they did not choose to use the strong crossbow they carried to attack the rain of arrows.

However, among the ancient blades present, there was a chief marksman who was famous in the empire.

Li Pu, who had only needed a small amount of time to completely defeat the mountain terror and then chose to retreat, suddenly shrank his pupils. Without hesitation, he gave up the pursuit, but instead turned sharply and dodged behind a nearby Mogu soldier.

Almost at the same time that Li Pu chose to dodge, the Mogu soldier who was behind him seemed to have been blown up by the RPg, his thick burly body fell apart, and the destructive power that easily shattered him continued to blast towards Li Pu behind him with a thunderclap that was enough to shatter his eardrums.

No! More than one, in an instant, there were more than a dozen elemental arrows carrying earth-shattering thunder, respectively locking Li Pu's dodge route and attacking fiercely. In the distance, the Swiftbow Marquis pulled out his beloved legendary recurve bow "Leyden's Strike" with both arms, and fired thundering elemental arrows with the technique of "cannonball", containing high-pressure lightning and explosive power enough to scorch people.

The sword light whirled, and Li Pukan could crush the attacks of these thundering arrows, and after being defeated by the spiritual energy slashing effect, the ionization effect generated by the elemental arrows caused the silver-white electricity around him to flutter, and some of the lightning arrows that were flashed exploded into a large pit more than a foot wide on the ground, and the earth and rocks splashed.

"Huh? It's no wonder that the mountain terror will suffer, this fugitive slave is really strong, and the weapons in his hands are also rare. Xungonghou's offensive did not stop, and his "Thundering Elemental Arrow" was like a dense artillery bombardment, forming an absolute suppression of firepower, and Li Pu fell into the disadvantage of all-round defense.

The form took a sharp turn for the worse, and in an instant, it entered the worst situation! If it was only the Swift Bow Thief King, he might still have a chance, but the low roar like a terrifying beast that stabilized his posture launched a "heart blast" towards the dead corner of Li Pu's back.

Li Pu could feel the sudden squeeze of the force field and the blasting shock wave that was ready to go, he could only arch his back, his spine ran through the qi veins, and the whole back muscle was like a tough and thick leather shield, and the twisted tendons were abnormally peristaltic and squeezed, resembling the face of the devil.

Although it was as if he had suffered the impact of a high-explosive grenade at close range, a touch of blood flashed in Li Pu's eyebrows, but he took advantage of this impact force. Trying to rush in the direction of the Swift Bow Marquis. It's a pity that although the idea is good, Xungong Hou's bombardment thunder/ball strikes again without leaving any gap, and Li Pu splits several thunder/balls. Suddenly he snorted and half-knelt down.

"What a bad guy, he actually hides this kind of cold arrow in the noisy indiscriminate shelling......" Li Pu hugged his knee that was shot by a silent cold arrow. The leg wound from the arrow in the knee severely weakened his mobility, and for the time being, let alone rushing, there was no hope of escaping.

What's more, the joint siege of the Swiftbow Thief King and the Mountain Terror is still coming! Li Pu, who had lost his mobility, forcibly resisted the thundering elemental arrow that came again, and as a result, he suffered another mental blast. The thundering elemental arrow that cooperated with the siege exploded in his right hand holding the sword, unable to hold the hilt of the sword, and the weapon flew out of his hand, if it weren't for the "fist of will", no matter how strong his arm was, it would be shattered by the blast. The cooperation between the Swift Bow Marquis and the Mountain Terror is far more tricky than the two Mountain Terrors.

"Not only did I use the Bombardment Burst and Thunder Elemental Arrows, but I also used the Silent Black Arrows." Xungong Hou plucked the bowstring, and the ionization surrounded, crackling, "You are proud to let me use these three moves in a row, and it is also thanks to the help of the mountain to restrain you." It's a pity that there is collusion with the anti-thief "Fist of Dawn", otherwise even if you are from a slave clan, I will keep you by my side. Regarded as a right-hand man, entrusted with heavy responsibilities. ”

"yes, that's a shame." Li Pu spat a mouthful of blood. After continuous fierce battles with many elites of the Mogu Empire, his "extreme" state has begun to fade, and although he is very unconvinced, he admits that it is a bit of a strong crossbow.

He suddenly rolled over, and the large piece of ground he was on was blown up by the hatred of the mountain terror raising his hand and blasting the earth and stones with a Soul Detonation Technique. The silent black arrow, which pierced through more powerful than a sniper rifle, flew again, and several arrows in a row hit the boy whose athletic ability had obviously declined.

"Bang!" With a thud, he defended against a vicious kick in front of him, and after a few weeks of inertia, his body was trampled deep into the dirt and rocks.

"Marquis Xungong, please give him to me." After completing the breathing, the Mogu secret probe Zishan Horror picked up the fallen "Spirit Blade Reaper" and stepped on the severely injured teenager. He looked down at Li Pu with a face full of hatred, this inconspicuous fugitive slave, not only dismembered the war rider dragon "Black Wind" that he regarded as a relative and friend, and destroyed the sword of ten thousand slaves given by the Thunder God Emperor, but what made him unbearable was that he actually defeated him in front of the public.

This is an unprecedented shame, and he knows that this will be with him for the rest of his life, and any discordant high-ranking bureaucrats in the Mogu court who want to attack him in the future can make fun of it - he was actually defeated by a mere fugitive slave!

A despicable fugitive slave! Shan Terrible's broad, thick chest heaved, and he knew that the Marquis of Xungong might want to give this fugitive slave who was brave enough by the standards of Mogu culture to die an honorable death. And to torture those who defeat themselves in a dignified manner, and to honor warriors with the ancient civilization of the Devil, I am afraid that it will become a laughing stock.

So what! Black Wind's feud can't just be left at that! The mountain terror mercilessly punched Li Pu's face several times, hitting the young man's face with flesh and blood, and then grabbed Li Pu's right shoulder collarbone with all his strength and twisted it with all his might, breaking it hard.

"Hehehe." However, the anguished wail of pain he had expected was completely absent, and Li Pu laughed instead—as if it were just a game to lose.

"It was a good fight." The teenager was even in the mood to praise, "GG! ”

Shan Horror's face was gloomy, this was not the effect he wanted. At this moment, he suddenly found a petite and inconspicuous fugitive slave in the encirclement, using his hands and feet together, stumbling to Li Pu's side.

Lingling-Storm Spirits bit her lip and opened her hands in front of Li Pu. His face was full of tears, but he stubbornly raised his head to look at the burly Mogu secret probe like a mountain peak.

“…… Please don't treat Brother Li Pu like this! Lingling mustered up all the courage to speak in front of the mountain horrors, she hated the demons and ancients, but the reality forced her to give in to these cruel slave owners.

"We're willing to do anything, please don't torture him!"

The panda girl knelt down, she was too young to know what to do, but she had already regarded Li Pu as her spiritual support, her last family. In the face of the fierce and vicious Demon Ancient people, begging is the only thing she can do.

Li Pu, who was protected by the panda girl behind him, had a bit complicated emotions, he didn't expect that Lingling, who had only known him for a short time, would actually do this. However, in his opinion, the mountain horror will not show mercy at all, and the innocent and stupid behavior of the panda girl not only can't help him, but also harms herself.

"Huh?" Shan Zhen raised an eyebrow, glancing at what seemed to be a fugitive slave who depended on each other - he had a point.

Torturing a warrior who defeated him would be ridiculed, but ravaging a lowly fugitive girl was something the Maedego were accustomed to. He picked up Lingling, stared at the little face of the fugitive girl who couldn't suppress his fear, and showed his canine teeth, "You know what? I have a hobby, which is kind of a craft. ”

He pinched Lingling's little face, but his eyes turned to Li Pu, and he laughed in a gruesome tone: "Give you one last chance, beg me." Otherwise, your sister ......"

"Or you're going to threaten me with this little guy?" Li Pu spat on the blood, and then spit out a tooth, "Come on, I do have a younger sister, but her name is Chenxian." ”

"You ......" the mountain was so angry that he smoked, "good, good! I know her name, and I'm going to dig her out wherever she's hiding! ”

The mountain terror expected to provoke the other party, but Li Pu did not speak, and looked at the mountain terror with an idiot expression. The third planet of the solar system in the remote Orion spiral arm of the Milky Way, what are you still digging for the historical fragments of feudal civilization?

Li Pu's attitude angered the mountain more and more, and suddenly raised his hand to wipe Lingling's body, the girl let out a miserable cry like a little beast dying, and the fur on one of her arms was uprooted. The movement of the mountain horror continued, and after a while, most of Lingling's soft fur was stripped off, and she pinched the panda girl who was weak and sobbing like a broken rag doll in her hand. The secret agent said quietly: "My craft is called "dismantling", as long as it is a living thing, when it comes to my hands, I can ...... from hair, skin, tendons, and even internal organs Dismantle it slowly, and also ensure that the dismantled person is sober and lives long enough. After dismantling her, it's your turn. ”

When the mountain terror began to meticulously "dismantle" the panda man girl, the young man's gaze was momentary, and he watched as the sobbing sound of Lingling-Storm Liquor gradually subsided, and the girl's last longing gaze gradually lost focus, and blood and flesh continued to fall on his face and chest.

"Brother Li Pu...... I'm sorry, I have so many things to tell you......" Lingling-Storm Spirit's broken cheeks barely became a smile of farewell that had exhausted the strength and emotion of this tragic girl.

Li Pu's sanity repeatedly told him that this was just a test, and that everything in front of him was a fragment of the history of the terminal body simulation. Lingling doesn't have much to do with him, and she doesn't have much affection at all! At first, she was just an indigenous little girl who led the way, and then she barely carried it with her as a fluffy doll.

Ticking, Bobo's blood, mixed with the torn tendon fragments, fell into Li Pu's eye sockets, staining red. Li Pu's lips were tightly closed, but he just shook his head, and the pure elastic trembling force threw out the minced flesh foam in his eye sockets.

But an irrepressible feeling emerged in my heart, and I couldn't shake it off by any means.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger, even not limited to itself, and gradually begins to attract the geomagnetic and celestial electricity that is dormant in the outside world, and it has been slowly moving in this continent, only waiting for the right opportunity to conceive and form.