readx;?“ Okay!" Li Jingxuan nodded lightly, his eyes narrowed suddenly: "It seems that you have already defined it in your heart." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info In that case, I won't say more. You want my stuff? Yes, as long as you beat me, my stuff will be yours. Before the words fell, Li Jingxuan took a step forward suddenly, and the Qiushui Sword in his hand was raised in an instant, and with a slight pick, a silver sword light was brought out in the void, and in an instant, it swept through the space of several zhang, and rushed straight to Lu Cheng's face door.

"This is going to be fought?" Seeing that Li Jingxuan did it like this, a glint suddenly flashed in Lu Cheng's eyes. He captured Li Jingxuan's sword path and understood what the purpose was. However, he didn't panic, he really had the peak level of qi induction, and he was not comparable to ordinary monks. The moment he stared at him, he caught Li Jingxuan's sword blade and calculated Li Jingxuan's sword speed: "This speed may be seen as a light in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, all this is extremely clear." ”

Seeing that the silver sword blade stabbed in front of him quickly, and was about to pierce into his body, Lu Chengden snorted coldly. "Huh!" The blade showed a dark red bloody knife and rolled upward, and it was lightly blocked in front of him, but it sealed Li Jingxuan's sword when it was not allowed to be released.

There was a clear sound of "ding", sparks exploded, Lu Cheng turned the knife in both hands, and the broad knife surface swirled upward, but it was thrown out vigorously, and Li Jingxuan's stabbing sword flew upward.

Li Jingxuan only felt a strong force surging towards his wrist at this moment, and he didn't dare to resist at the moment, so he could only draw his sword and turn it around, and the sharp tip of the sword turned in a half circle in the void, and swiped down. In an instant, he trembled and tore open the void in front of him, and slammed down along the diagonal line of Lu Cheng's horizontal knife. A silver light roared straight to the root of Lu Cheng's fingers.

"It's very clever!" Lu Cheng couldn't help but secretly praise when he saw Li Jingxuan's move change so quickly.

However, praise is praise, and what he thinks in his heart is that Li Jingxuan still doesn't think of how strong he is. In his opinion, Li Jingxuan's strength may be above that of ordinary mid-stage qi induction monks, and he already has the strength to compete with late-stage qi induction monks, but there is still a gap between his strength and the peak of qi induction he has. The gap in this section is not very big, but it is still enough for Lu Cheng to have the strength to despise Li Jingxuan.

Before the words fell, Lu Cheng waved the big knife in his hand, and the blood-colored knife light surged like a wave. On the thick blade of the knife, there was a half-foot sword flickering, and for a while, the killing intent was permeated, and the evil aura was full.

"Suffer death!" Lu Cheng roared after activating the sword, and slashed forward with the big knife in his hand. I only heard a "swish", and a strange scarlet knife light twisted the body and cut the void under the black night, vibrating with a sneering wind, and slashed straight at Li Jingxuan's chest. In fact, the sword light was only halfway through, and suddenly there was a new change, the original fierce and swift direct attack turned into thousands of soft sword lights at this moment, layer upon layer, back and forth. In the majestic atmosphere, there are countless kinds of rigid and soft changes, which are really weird and ruthless, and it is a headache.

Unpredictable and purposeless, this is the most powerful thing about this knife in the eyes of others. The last moment they saw Lu Cheng's knife momentum, they roared and pounced on Li Jingxuan's head, and the next moment they saw his knife momentum flip and go straight towards Li Jingxuan's next three roads. For a while, the sword light was miserable and misty, like a blood dragon constantly winding around Li Jingxuan's body.

"This knife technique" faced the red light that was full of evil aura from the pavement, and Li Jingxuan concentrated on it. By this time, the color of scarlet had already flashed in front of his eyes. Although Lu Cheng used a heavy weapon like a big knife, he had already reached the realm of lifting weights, and his speed of attack was almost comparable to Li Jingxuan's.

At the moment, Li Jingxuan could only see the entanglement of the moves, relying on his own sword speed to be faster than the other party, and penetrated through the heavy sword light, pointing directly at the flaws in Lu Cheng's sword moves.

If it were an ordinary person, under Li Jingxuan's dexterous counterattack, I am afraid that it would be impossible to think about it. But Lu Cheng is not an ordinary person, Li Jingxuan's sword moves are changeable, but his sword skills are also weirdly tight. Often Li Jingxuan's sword edge penetrated his flaws, and his next change of move came, easily covering up this flaw. In this way, the repeated changes of tactics made Li Jingxuan's many fierce counterattacks invisible.

"How can this be?" After so many moves, Li Jingxuan, who had been unable to attack for a long time, couldn't help but have a much higher assessment of Lu Cheng. He regarded Lu Cheng as his strong opponent, and while he was working harder and harder, he couldn't help but have a doubt: "Why is Lu Cheng so difficult to deal with?"

What the hell is going on? In Li Jingxuan's opinion, even when he fought against the people of the Armored Beast Sect at the beginning, he didn't feel that the other party had much difficulty. How can this be the case right now?

"Could it be that he, like me, has mastered part of the true meaning of the sword technique?" Li Jingxuan pondered, carefully examined Lu Cheng's method, and finally shook his head affirmatively: "No, he didn't master the sword intent. Because although his knife is changeable, it is relatively old-fashioned, and there is no sense of agility at all. This is completely different from the person who has mastered the sword intent. ”

In an instant, Li Jingxuan had already seen through this. It's just that he can see through it, but Li Jingxuan's doubts about Lu Cheng in his heart are even deeper, and in his opinion, Lu Cheng's knife is really weird.

The general knife technique, either six realities and three voids, or nine voids and one reality, there are yin and yang changes between gestures, and the way between the virtual and the real. But Lu Cheng's knife technique is different, after fighting for such a period of time, Li Jingxuan has vaguely felt that Lu Cheng's knife technique is almost all false moves, it seems that the tiger and tiger are changeable, but this change is only a change on the surface, in fact, it does not contain even a bit of power at all.

"This is weird, so tight! Could it be that Lu Cheng's sword technique is just a façade?" Li Jingxuan guessed. He thought of this, but he didn't dare to admit it, because he felt that Lu Cheng's reputation as a "bloody knife" in the chaotic land was not as simple as he imagined.

"Since Lu Cheng can never be a person who has a false appearance, I am afraid that the void of his sword technique is only a void on the surface. Secretly, the void in his moves, I'm afraid it can be transformed into reality anytime and anywhere. In the blink of an eye, Li Jingxuan thought of this again.

At that moment, the long sword in his hand shook, and a sharp cry rang out. In the whistling and piercing harmony, Li Jingxuan Qingfeng broke through the air, and the sword move in his hand suddenly changed, but it turned into a surging river, and he held his sword and killed Lu Cheng. For a while, the sword light was swallowed, the sword was full of huo, and the fierce killing machine filled the void. At that moment, everyone saw a ball of snow-blue steel spinning, sown sharp edges everywhere in the whistling twisting and cutting.

Seeing that Li Jingxuan's sword momentum had become so powerful and magnificent, with Dao Dao silver mangs infiltrating into his sword momentum, there was a great chance that his sword momentum would be washed away and disintegrated, turning into an invisible power, Lu Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly. He roared wildly, and the sword in his hand suddenly became rigorous, and the place where there was emptiness everywhere immediately had the infusion of qi and became much more powerful. The red blade sliced vertically and horizontally through the void, and invisible ripples swung to the sides from where the blade slashed. Under the buzzing roar, the ripples continued to debauchery, causing all kinds of distortions involuntarily in the place where the blade passed.

The distortions continued to evolve and stagger, turning the vast space into a mess. In this constantly distorting space, Li Jingxuan's sword momentum inevitably became stagnant, as if it had fallen into an extremely viscous paste, and there was a great pull between his hands and feet.

Moving the sword in such a pulling force, Li Jingxuan naturally felt the inconvenience. Although the vitality above his sword blade was constantly stimulated, forming a silver sword light that constantly broke through the viscosity in front of him, Lu Cheng's strength was far above Li Jingxuan, and the various pulling forces formed by the distorting force he opened up were naturally above Li Jingxuan's strength.

In just a few moments, Li Jingxuan's sword momentum became strange under the force field opened up by Lu Cheng, and some flaws that should not have appeared also appeared. Although these flaws became not so obvious under Li Jingxuan's best efforts to remedy them, these obvious flaws were as vivid as fireflies in the dark in Lu Cheng's eyes.

Looking at this flaw, Lu Cheng suddenly showed a clear smile on his face.

Under the smile, the knife in his hand changed again. The blade, red as blood, thrust forward. The thick blade was so weird that it sneered like a snake, making an upsetting sound.

Lu Cheng slashed with his sword, and a blood-colored lightning slashed through the void, unbelievably fast. This sword Lu Cheng restrained the sword momentum itself, with its rapid and unparalleled speed, it broke through Li Jingxuan's sword momentum almost in the blink of an eye, and appeared on Li Jingxuan's right shoulder. The red blade flew down with a fierce aura, and it was actually trying to cut off Li Jingxuan's other arm in this blow. The ruthlessness and viciousness of his shot are terrifying.

At this time, Li Jingxuan's sword blade was still on Lu Cheng's side, and Lu Cheng's blade had already been handed to Li Jingxuan. Seeing Lu Cheng's blade crashing down, he ordered Li Jingxuan's right arm to be removed directly.

What to do?

At such a critical juncture, Li Jingxuan snorted coldly, his mind moved, and the hand holding the sword suddenly loosened, and the originally domineering arm was as soft as cotton in an instant, as if he couldn't even grasp the long sword in his hand. At that moment, the hilt of the sword was released, and the sharp Qiushui sword fell, and just as its sword body was about to fall to the ground, Li Jingxuan's figure shook slightly, and the foot that was originally standing low was suddenly raised, and with a slight top, it kicked the falling hilt.

At this moment, everyone only heard a loud sound, and on the tip of one of Li Jingxuan's raised toes, the sharp Qiushui sword swirled violently. A round of silver clear light exploded on Lu Cheng's side, and the whistling sword blade swung around and slashed fiercely towards Lu Cheng's location. One inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous, under Li Jingxuan's sudden elbow and armpit sword momentum, maybe Lu Cheng's big knife can really cut off Li Jingxuan's last arm, but on the other hand, Li Jingxuan kicked the spinning sword light, which could also cut off Lu Cheng's neck.

This is a lose-lose sword, and it is also the choice that Li Jingxuan set for Lu Cheng.

Whether his own life is important or the enemy's arm is important, Lu Cheng must make a choice in an instant.

There's really nothing to think about, though. After all, anyone can make the right choice when it comes to such a question.

At that moment, the long knife that Lu Cheng swung out suddenly folded halfway, turning the vertical slash into a horizontal slash, and his whole person also flew into the air along the force of the long knife. A poignant sword was volleyed into the air, and it was fiercely thrown at Li Jingxuan's long sword. After that, only a crisp sound could be heard, the swords staggered, and the air flow cut by the blades crackled in the void, as if a cloud of electric sparks exploded deafeningly.

This time, Li Jingxuan's response must be swift. It's just that he was in a hurry after all, and the Qiushui Sword in his hand didn't contain much powerful power, and under the slash of Lu Cheng's horizontal sword, the Qiushui Sword was knocked into the distance with a whirlwind, unable to continue to threaten Lu Cheng.

And Lu Cheng also swished down at the highest point of his body. At the moment when his figure was about to fall in place, he just tiptoed, and the war horse under him made a slight move, and the whole person suddenly drifted forward a little, and the big knife in his hand suddenly burst down with a monstrous power of killing intent, and slashed towards Li Jingxuan's location.

In Lu Cheng's opinion, Li Jingxuan's blow that threw his sword was just a dying struggle. Although it was only the first time to fight with Li Jingxuan, judging from the experience of this fight, Lu Cheng was sure that Li Jingxuan's kung fu accounted for seventy or eighty percent of a long sword, and now that the long sword had been knocked away by himself, what other means did Li Jingxuan have to resist the knife he was about to fall?

Perhaps, he has no way to resist. Lu Cheng stared at Li Jingxuan tightly, trying to see the horror and despair he wanted to see on Li Jingxuan's face.

However, he was disappointed and surprised, because at the moment when his blood-colored big knife slashed down, when the fierce sword wind pressed the clothes on Li Jingxuan's body and fluttered backwards, what he saw on Li Jingxuan's face was not despair and horror, but a faint smile.

"At such a juncture, he can still laugh? Why can he still laugh? Is he not afraid of death at all?" Lu Cheng wondered, puzzled.

It wasn't until a pale glow stabbed from his side that he really understood why. To be continued.