Chapter 505

The pill melted in his mouth, turning into a warm current that instantly dispersed throughout Lu Xiaofeng's body, quickly repairing his seriously injured body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After only a while, Lu Xiaofeng was alive again, his face was ruddy and abnormal, and he could see that he had been injured.

"Thank you, Elder Weaver. Lu Xiaofeng's face was full of joy, and he bowed to the weaving elder.

"You're welcome, get ready, just go on stage, you can come this far, you are proud enough, even if you lose in the hands of Liu An, don't be discouraged, do what you can." ”

Holding the Oriental Magic Pen in his hand, Lu Xiaofeng tidied up his somewhat tattered clothes, and his eyes were firm.

"Now that I've come this far, if I don't give it my all, I'm afraid I'll regret it later, the opponent is very strong, but I'm not weak. This is an affirmation of his own heart, and he has strengthened his belief, and every time Lu Xiaofeng takes a step, the momentum on his body rises by a point.

In his body, the mana in the meridians slowly converged with the momentum on his body, constantly condensing, as if it was extremely difficult to take this step.

"Perhaps, I underestimated him. Looking at Lu Xiaofeng's not-so-tall figure, he walked towards Liu An.

Elder Weaving stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes full of expectation. On the side ring where Lu Xiaofeng and the Crazy Sword of the End fought before.

Liu An stood with his sword in his arms, his eyes slightly closed, standing in the middle of the field, the gentle breeze caressing his shirt and the long hair on his sideburns, making Liu An's whole person look like he was independent of the world.

Lu Xiaofeng's momentum rose and slowly approached the ring. Liu An also slowly opened his eyes, looked at Lu Xiaofeng who was walking towards him, and nodded slightly.

"I thought you didn't have the strength to fight, but now I see that your spirit is condensed and your breath is calm, this is the best, and I don't want to win. Liu An smiled at Lu Xiaofeng, he glanced at Yunlu in the audience, and handed her a reassuring look.

"Senior Brother Lu Xiaofeng, come on. The feather fan smiled and shouted towards the stage.

"Senior Brother Liu An, please give me advice. Lu Xiaofeng was also standing on the stage at this moment, and he bowed his hand slightly to Liu An, this was the last battle of this big competition.

In the entire outer gate, there are thousands of eyes staring at this place.

Liu An returned the salute and said with a smile: "The junior brother's swordsmanship is exquisite, and I am particularly admired by the younger brother, and it just so happens that I also use a sword, and I want to compare with the junior brother." After speaking, Liu An waved his long sleeves, and the momentum on his body changed.

The whole body was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, sweeping in all directions, shocking everyone's minds.

Lu Xiaofeng's face was solemn, and the sword of the Oriental Divine Pen shook, and a sword intent that was not weaker than Liu An also rose to the sky.

The two sword forces collided in the air, and a muffled thunder could be faintly heard. Liu An's eyes flashed, and the sword in his hand suddenly sheathed out and fell into his hand.

The sword body shines like autumn water, which is very extraordinary.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. At this moment, there is no need to talk nonsense, defeating the opponent in front of them is the common goal of the two.

"The game is on. The deacons and elders gave the order.

"Please advise. With a shout to Liu An in front of him, Lu Xiaofeng's figure suddenly turned sharply, and disappeared in a flash, and suddenly, one after another sword flowers began to bloom in the air, which was very beautiful.

Heaven-defying sword technique!Lu Xiaofeng actually launched the offensive first, because Liu An gave him a sense of danger that was even worse than the Crazy Sword at the end of the road.

Lu Xiaofeng knew that in the face of an opponent like Liu An, it was very important to take the lead, and if he mastered the rhythm of the battle, then he would have no chance of winning.

His figure swept sharply on the stage, turning into afterimages.

Then the afterimage dispersed, leaving only a delicate sword flower in its place, falling towards Liu An. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his consciousness let go.

Liu An took a step forward suddenly, and the long sword in his hand swept away with a little golden light.

One after another, invisible sword intent suddenly erupted. Under this momentum, the sword flower in the air suddenly froze, and then turned into a little starlight and dissipated into nothingness, and the entire ring suddenly became clear.

Lu Xiaofeng's figure was also slowly solidifying away from Liu An at this moment, but he didn't see any disappointment on his face.

Lu Xiaofeng had already guessed this result, in the face of a strong opponent like Liu An, how could ordinary swordsmanship work.

He asked himself that although his cultivation was not very high, his vision would definitely not be wrong.

Liu Anzhiqiang is definitely one of the best existences among the shelf-level network authors, and like the Crazy Knife of the End, he also suppresses his own cultivation, making his own accumulation deeper.

This kind of person, even if it is against an ordinary publication-level online author, will not be far behind.

Even if he was himself in his previous life, when he was also in Liu An's realm, he would definitely not be much stronger than him.

Lu Xiaofeng's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, the light flashed in his eyes, and the oriental magic pen in his hand swept out again, and the space seemed to be torn apart, this sword was as fast as the wind, as fierce as fire, and it was in front of Liu An in an instant.

Liu An's face was solemn, he raised the long sword in his hand, and suddenly, the wind rose, a very abrupt gust of wind.

And he, with his body slightly on one side, the soles of his feet riding the wind, the whole person turned into a phantom, moving with the wind, and appeared behind Lu Xiaofeng strangely.

On the long sword like autumn water, a little golden light shone, and the long sword did not bring the slightest sound of wind, and fell straight behind Lu Xiaofeng.

With a sweep of his senses, Lu Xiaofeng found Liu An's figure and the long sword he stabbed, but Lu Xiaofeng had no intention of dodging.

"The body is a lot faster than me, and it is not feasible to win with speed, since this is the case, then I will be as steady as a rock, and see how you break me. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Xiaofeng did not hesitate, with a turn of the oriental magic pen in his hand, his whole body leaned forward, his legs seemed to have roots, and he clung to the ground.

Then his entire body spun in a semicircle almost against the ground, and the sword touched the ground, and then withdrew his hand.

The sword light lit up, blocking Liu An's sword. With the middle finger flicking the sword body, the Oriental Divine Pen Sword suddenly became a bow, and the huge resistance shook Liu An's long sword away.

Lu Xiaofeng took half a step with one foot, bent forward with the Oriental Magic Pen in his hand, and the horizontal sword of the Oriental Divine Pen in his hand protected his entire body, making the defense of his entire body like a rock and unbreakable. Liu An looked at Lu Xiaofeng's sword momentum, his face froze, and he didn't think about it.

The long sword in his hand struck out again, and the strange thing was that his entire sword momentum was like the spring breeze blowing on his face, without a trace of coldness.

This sword is as light as a feather, and it is so slow that if ordinary people see it, they will not take it to heart. But Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank, Liu An's sword, ordinary people can't see the abnormality, but it doesn't mean that he can't see it.

This is the point where the sword is restrained, and it is clear that it can only be used if you already have a certain ability to control the way of the sword.

It seems to be an ordinary sword, if it doesn't sound, it will be amazing, and it must not be underestimated, Lu Xiaofeng said secretly in his heart.

The Oriental Divine Pen also slowly waved at this moment, extremely slow and abnormal, and every time the sword was swung, the onlookers felt as if there was a thousand gravity pressing on their hearts, making people breathe uncomfortably.

Even the air seemed to be overwhelmed, and he couldn't stand the oppression of Lu Xiaofeng's sword momentum, and crackling sounds burst out one after another.

The swords of the two men, one as soft as nothing, the other as heavy as a rock, slammed into one place.

"Boom!" As if a thunderbolt exploded in his ears, and above the ring, three feet away, waves of billowing air rushed away in all directions.

There were countless flying sand and rocks, and many people who were close to the ring screamed.

And the figures of the two were still unmoving, and in their eyes, only the sword in their hands remained. Most of the people looked at the two people on stage with their eyes turned to horror.

The power of that sword was already deeply imprinted in their minds.

The Black Sea Abyss, located in a desolate place, hides many powerful demon beasts here, and in the depths of the Black Sea Abyss, there is even an existence comparable to the existence of a small god network author, and even the publication of the Great Perfection does not dare to set foot easily.

Away from the edge of the Black Sea Abyss, many sects still have a presence in the chaos to hunt the demon beasts and demon pills in the Black Sea Abyss.

What was once the abyss of the Black Sea was occupied by the Terrans during the Golden Age.

Therefore, many strong people were born, until the appearance of the Pirate Emperor wiped out all the inheritance of the Black Sea Abyss.

So much so that there are many relics of the inheritance of the human race in the Golden Age in the abyss of the Black Sea, and these relics have been inherited, and there were god-level authors when they were glorious, but they were destroyed in that Golden Age catastrophe, and even the inheritance was driven into the depths of the Black Sea Abyss.

These ruins did not completely dissipate, or even returned from the abyss of the Black Sea.

Every time an era passes, there are online authors who obtain supreme magic weapons here, and even a peerless classic, and their cultivation is smooth sailing.