A knife and a sword finally collided together, and the long knife looked mediocre, but with a thousand catties of huge force, there was no way out with a knife. A huge force made Luo Qian's arm extremely sore, and he secretly urged Zhenyuan to contend with it at the moment.

Zhensheng slashed over with another volley, Luo Qian didn't dare to be careless, and used the eight swords of "Jing Xing Weixian, Ke Nian as a saint" to dissolve, and the eight swordsmanship opened and closed brightly, just like the way of a saint, for the sake of not fighting. No matter how sharp your knife skills are, I will do it myself.

After Luo Qian broke through the Eight or Nine Xuangong Double Heaven, the power of the True Yuan was greatly improved, and the power of the True Yuan was urged, and the power of the sword technique became a little stronger. The magic knife did not flinch, and the knife moved forward, seemingly unremarkable, but forced Luo Qian to use all his strength to resist.

The two of them attacked each other, and the sound of gold and stone exploded between the attacks, and the long knife in Zhensheng's hand slashed horizontally and vertically, seemingly unruly chopping and chopping, but each knife contained no strange power. Eighteen knives were swung in a row, only attacking but not defending, as if the power of the knife could be superimposed, and the power of each knife increased by a few points, and the momentum also increased with each swing.

After Zhensheng entered the demon, the power of the sword technique doubled, and Luo Qian only received a few knives before the tiger's mouth had already collapsed, and blood flowed between his ten fingers.

The swords collided frequently, and Luo Qian's eight swords were finished, and he used the eight swords of "sitting in the court and asking, hanging the arch and flattening" in turn, and they still opened and closed and only attacked but could not defend. Zhenyuan urged with all his might, leaving no spare strength, and barely stopped the demon knife outside the door with hard support.

When he fought with Zhensheng last night, Ananda only used eighteen knives to break the ring knife, Luo Qian secretly calculated in his heart, and saw that he had no tricks when he ran out of eighteen styles.

Zhensheng's eighteen swords fell, and his momentum had climbed to the peak, exuding blood-colored qi all over his body, and the surrounding dust was blown between the flow of qi and the qi. The difference is that this time the eighteenth knife was used up, but it did not turn from prosperity to decline as before, but continued to climb.

Zhen Shengzhou's body was really angry, the evil light in his eyes was great, and he slashed again, and the blood-colored knife turned into a few zhang long rainbow under the hood. Luo Qian was secretly frightened in his heart, and after receiving the Eighteen Demon Swords of True Victory, he was already at the end of his crossbow.

I didn't expect this little bald donkey to have the nineteenth knife, it turned out that his knife technique had broken through, and the previous eighteen knives were just to guide the nineteenth knife, just to use the qi brought by the eighteen knives to cut out the last knife.

This knife condensed all the qi and knife momentum, as if the previous eighteen knives were just to move the muscles and bones, and the muscles and bones could only be used to deliver such a shocking blow.

The sword light has been covered, and there is no escape at this time, and the true yuan in the dantian is almost exhausted, leaving only a star point born after the breakthrough last night floating in the sea of qi.

Luo Qian no longer hesitated, the true yuan was urged, and the star points exploded in the dantian, and an unprecedented thick true yuan gushed out from the dantian, rushing up along the meridians to the arm. The long sword in his hand was constantly shaking by this thick True Yuan Dang, as if it had become extremely excited.

The sword momentum turns, simplifying the complex, and eight swords are one! The word "extinguish" sword struck out against the sword.

If you are a demon, I will use this sword to destroy the demon!

Pay attention to rampant and domineering, and the sword is only with the momentum of sweeping away the eight wildernesses. As soon as this sword came out, it was like a killing god possessed, containing infinite killing intent, and Luo Qian's whole body also exuded a momentum of contempt, and the sword qi shot out with the will to wipe out everything.

In a moment, the long sword in his hand couldn't withstand the impact of the True Yuan caused by the star burst, and the blade shattered with a click.

Luo Qian secretly exclaimed in his heart, as soon as the word "extinguish" sword came out of the road without turning back, the arrow had to be sent on the string.

At such a critical juncture, there is no time to take care of too much, so I can only hold a broken sword to meet it.

The swords intersected, and Luo Qian only felt a huge force attacking, and the sword in his hand was completely shattered, turning into pieces of flying blades like fireworks.

Luo Qian was defenseless in his hands, and after the long sword shattered, Zhenyuan had nowhere to vent, and the sword qi collapsed instantly. The aura of heaven and earth is the purest qi in the world, and ordinary blades can't withstand such a strong impact of the true element.

The edge of the long knife broke the demon destroying sword qi and dimmed a little, but it did not collapse, facing Luo Qianju condescendingly and slashing, the blood-colored rainbow was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Before the blade slashed to the top of his head, a killing intent had already struck, and Luo Qian had already felt the coldness coming from the top of his head. I was horrified, if I was cut off by this knife, I would have to be cut in half.

At the last moment, he could only fight to the death, and pinched his sword finger with one hand to refer to the sword.

"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. Luo Qian didn't have time to think about sword moves, so he could only subconsciously use the sixteen swordsmanship at the beginning of the thousand-character sword dictionary in turn.

The true yuan in the body finally had a place to vent, and the sword qi poured out from the fingertips, slashing at the magic knife.

The swords struck each other, and in an instant, more than a dozen thunderbolts exploded, and layers of air waves surged around like a storm, and the surrounding trees fell together.

The sword qi dissipated, and the wind and waves were calm.

The long knife stopped, hanging above Luo Qian's head, the blade had already cut through the flesh, and a stream of blood slid down his forehead all the way through the tip of his nose and dripped into the dirt. The sleeves vanished, revealing a red arm that oozed blood.

The blood in Makatsu's eyes faded away, revealing hollow eyes. A terrifying hole cracked open from Makatsu's chest, and the flesh seemed to be still flowing and beating.

After the magic sword broke through the fifteenth sword, it finally lost all its strength, and Luo Qian forcibly urged the last trace of true yuan and used the sixteenth sword. The sixteenth sword finally passed through Makatsu's chest, taking away all the life.

Luo Qian gasped, and the feeling of sour and soft power surged up instantly, and finally he couldn't support his ass and sat on the ground.

Zhensheng fell headlong, and he still held the ring knife tightly in his hand.

Since the sea of suffering is detached, and if you don't want to see the sea of suffering, you can be at ease.

The two of them fought but between their fingers, but they walked back before the ghost gate was closed, and when the sixteenth sword was sacrificed, they were the end of the strong crossbow, if they really won and then strengthened one point, I am afraid that it was themselves who fell to the ground.

It is said that the three most difficult people are monks, Taoist priests, and children, and this is not wrong at all.

Liu Junhao's sword was still stuck diagonally on the ground, as if he was the only witness to the battle between Luo Qian and Zhensheng.

Luo Qian sat on the ground and breathed slightly, regained a little strength, stood up and walked slowly a few steps, and pulled out the long sword inserted in the ground.

The streamer flashed, and two seal characters were revealed on the spine of the sword: "Bi Xiao".

Walked a few steps quickly and disappeared into the woods, now he has no ability to fight again, any person can easily take his life, he doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of Liu Junhao.

Luo Qian's most feared enemy in the road building trial was still guarding the entrance of the back mountain, and Zheng Zizhou's strength was unfathomable, at least in Luo Qian's opinion. Yesterday was just a photo, and I was pressed into a cold sweat by his momentum. The Shura trial is killing everywhere, and now is not the time to relax, only by seizing the time to recover combat strength can there be a glimmer of life.

The mountain behind Shura, in a hidden tree hole.

Luo Qian sat cross-legged, swallowing naturally between his mouth and nose, and was swept into the inner breath between the slight-colored aura of heaven and earth. The aura of heaven and earth slowly sank into the dantian with the inner breath, and a true yuan cyclone in the dantian slowly flowed.

Luo Qian meditated and breathed here for eight days, and within eight days, the true yuan had been restored, and the three star points in the sea of true yuan qi were floating and flickering, which was the result of his cultivation in the past eight days. Luo Qian faintly felt that after every big battle, he could get twice the result with half the effort by cultivating eight or nine Xuan Gong, as if this exercise was born for battle.

It seems that the tempering between life and death is more conducive to cultivation, and after each battle, no matter the state of mind, swordsmanship perception, and Xuangong cultivation will be much more refined. This time in a big battle with the Zhensheng monk, not only the swordsmanship has been improved, but also the number of layers of potential has been a little more perceived, and the speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth has been accelerated a lot.

In the blink of an eye, the competition in the back mountain of the Shura trial had come to the tenth day, and Zheng Zizhou was sitting on a boulder at the gate of the back mountain, and there were several corpses lying horizontally and vertically under the boulder.

He stayed here for ten days, and only a few scattered people were killed by him when they came for a physical examination, and the remaining 200 people did not come for a physical examination at this time, and it is estimated that most of them were dead.

The few people who came to the physical examination were all indiscriminate people, and no one walked on his hands for a round, could it be that the Shura trial was so simple, Zheng Zizhou suddenly felt very bored.

Looking at the disciples of the Shura trial, I am afraid that only the person who practiced in the cold pool can be with him for a long time, he should not die at the hands of others, otherwise this Shura trial will be too boring.

As the sun set, the afterglow fell on Zheng Zizhou's face, and when he opened his eyes to look at the horizon, if no one appeared when the sun set, then this Shura trial would be declared over.

The people in the family are extremely interested in the position of the Shura capital, and if they can master that iron-like army, the Zheng family will have a few more words above the court. It is fortunate and unfortunate to be born in a big family, life and death must be tied to the family, although he is obsessed with martial arts, he has no intention of fighting for power and profit, but he still has no choice but to embark on this road.

Zheng Zizhou turned his head to look at the woods in front of him and smiled playfully, because Luo Qian appeared there.

Luo Qian also saw Zheng Ziming sitting on the stone, the two were destined to have a battle from the beginning of the trial in the back mountain, presumably Zheng Ziming was tired of waiting.

Luo Qian walked to the general and checked his identity on the ground with a waist card, and also found a boulder to stand on it. The momentum is everywhere, Zheng Ziming's condescending momentum is inevitably a little stronger, and if he fights him, he will definitely suffer.

The two stood on the boulder and looked at each other in the air, Zheng Ziming said coldly: "I thought you died in the back mountain, since you came out alive, don't let me down." As he spoke, a momentum had spread.

Luo Qian knew that this was Zheng Zizhou's temptation, and opened his mouth to reply: "If you want to fight, you will fight, could it be that you can only talk freely?" As he spoke, he also emitted the qi around his body. Breaking through the Eighty-Nine Xuangong Double Building, and having just experienced a few battles, Luo Qian was much more confident when he spoke, and his body momentum was also a lot stronger.

The two of them clashed with each other, Zheng Ziming couldn't help but be secretly surprised, less than ten days later, the person in front of him seemed to have changed, his gestures were full of confidence, and his body exuded a high-spirited fighting spirit. However, in just a few days, this is too fast.

Although Zheng Zizhou was shocked in his heart, he didn't show it on his face at all, he was born in a wealthy family, and this is a must for the city. He shouted coldly: "If I remember well, your name is Zheng Ziqian, right?" The waste of the eighth room also dares to talk to the young master like this? ”

On the night of the attack on Shuramen, Luo Qian pretended to be a disciple of the Zheng family and deceived Zheng Zizhou, but Zheng Zizhou, who didn't think about it, remembered it so clearly. Luo Qian sneered: "There is no such person as Zheng Ziqian in the world, my name is Luo Qian, who is a waste to know." ”

After that, Bixiao's sword came out of its sheath, and with a long roar, it pierced the void and attacked Zheng Zizhou. This time he chose to attack first, and he needed to attack with a stronger stance against strong opponents.

"Jin Sheng Lishui, Jade out of Kungang" these eight swords are like a dragon out of the sea and soaring into the sky, with a fearless momentum in the sword intent, the body shot directly at the boulder set by Zheng Zizhou, the sword light flowed, the edge flickered, let your strong enemy in front, I pulled out the sword to take care of each other.

In Luo Qian's view, he is a piece of jade, and after thousands of carvings, he is finally going to walk out of Kungang and shine.

Zheng Zizhou saw that this sword was fierce, and drank: "It's good!" The long sword in his hand choked out of its sheath, and the three-foot Qingfeng pulled out an old sword flower, and his figure shot out.

At first glance, the two of them looked at each other, the long swords were staggered, the light and shadow were shining, and they all met with swordsmanship, not mixed with internal force competition.

Zheng Zizhou's move was exactly what Luo Qian wanted, he didn't want to rely on his advantage in eight or nine Xuangong to win by brute force, but also wanted to defeat Zheng Zizhou with swordsmanship. If you blindly rely on the eight or nine Xuangong to rampage, the attainment of swordsmanship will be limited, after all, internal cultivation is an assistant, and martial arts is the ultimate way.

Zheng Zizhou has been proud of his swordsmanship since he was a child, and his only long-cherished wish in his life is to be a hero of the world, so he is even more reluctant to win with internal strength. Both of them are martial idiots, and when the two swords intersected, they actually understood what each other was thinking, and reached a tacit understanding with each other.

Zheng Zizhou's swordsmanship is mixed with the technique of straight splitting and oblique stabbing, criss-crossing and diagonally interconnected, which is more like a fusion of knife and swordsmanship.

Luo Qianbajian fearlessly stepped forward, stabbing horizontally and stabbing horizontally, circling around the middle gate. Zheng Zizhou used the sword as a knife, slashed vertically and obliquely, vertically and horizontally, sealed Luo Qian outside the door, and the knife technique was mixed with swordsmanship, every time he waited for an opportunity, he stabbed with a sword, and switched between attack and defense at will, as if he was strolling in a leisurely manner.

Luo Qian was extremely uncomfortable by Zheng Ziming's sword conversion method, and then used the eight swords of "clouds cause rain, and dew turns into frost". Clouds, rain, frost and dew are all transformed by water, and water can benefit and destroy all things. These eight swords are the sword intent of water, attacking or defending, for a while, such as turning clouds and rain chasing clouds and electricity, and like clouds and windows and fog thresholds flying frost, unpredictable between advance and retreat.

This move is to change the system, and if I can't figure out your path, then you won't be able to see through my moves.