Yan Xiluo shot again, this sword, the sword momentum is like a wisp of mist, you can see it, you can't touch it.

Luo Qingyang didn't dare to underestimate it, the unknown swordsmanship had to be figured out before he could make a move. He had already seen that Yan Xiluo's realm was inferior to him, and if he used all his strength, he could naturally defeat him, or even kill him.

But killing people was not his intention, and after he used the first sword against Xiao Chong, he also figured it out. He is not a murderous man, nor is he an unreasonable man. What Xiao Yu did, and the people he worked with, were by no means good. Luo Qingyang didn't know where his move would make the situation in the world go.

But entrusted by others, loyal to people, he must stop Yang Ming and his party.

Luo Qingyang's figure retreated unhurriedly, and the distance of each step back was in his precise calculation.

Although Yan Xiluo's offensive was fierce, after a few rounds of fighting, Luo Qingyang also roughly figured out some doorways.

The person who invented this sword technique would never use this sword technique to kill people. The essence of overcoming rigidity with softness lies in the word "drag", even if the opponent is stronger than himself, he can drag it for dozens of rounds.

Looking at the situation on the field, Yang Ming and Xie Xuan looked at each other, and both shook their heads helplessly: "Although the number of rounds of Yan Xiluo's fight is far greater than that of Yan Zhantian, his swordsmanship has also been gradually figured out by Luo Qingyang, and it is only a matter of time before he loses."

"Brother Ming, is Luo Qingyang really that strong? Is it really invincible?" As he spoke, Lei Wujian unconsciously clenched the heart sword in the middle.

He wanted to make a move, wanted to challenge Luo Qingyang, but the result was just a defeat, which made him waver.

"Invincible?" Hearing Lei Wuji's words, Yang Ming shook his head: "Luo Qingyang is also a human, and Mo Yi is also a human. As long as you are human, you can't be undefeated. Even Mo Yi that day was still defeated in the hands of the master."

"But can we defeat him and enter Apocalypse City?" Lei Wuji said what was in his heart worriedly.

"Trust me, you can." Yang Ming said solemnly.

Luo Qingyang raised his hand with a sword and broke through the offensive of Yan Xiluo.

"Do you have any other tricks, hurry up and use them."

Yan Xiluo already knew that he would lose, but it was also a blessing for him to be able to see Luo Qingyang's strength.

"Good!" In response, Yan Xiluo stood the non-rain sword in front of him.

The fingertips lightly swiped over the sword's body, and wisps of mist instantly surged out around the body, and the man and the sword were completely submerged in it.

The mist spread quickly, and Luo Qingyang didn't dodge, allowing it to envelop itself in it.

"It's a trick he's created." Su Yuluo's eyes were hot, even though he knew that Yan Xiluo would lose, he was still very excited.

"It's so strong, the sword is several times stronger than before." Twilight Yumo sighed. At least she will be powerless when faced with this move.

Yang Ming took a sip of tea: "Look at the flowers in the fog!"

"Look at the sword in the rain!" The sound of falling words came out of the mist.

If you look closely at Luo Qingyang's sideburns, you will find that there are many water droplets on it.

"Although I haven't heard of you before, after this move, I will remember your name!" Luo Qingyang said solemnly.

The Nine Song Sword in his hand, a flash of essence flashed on the sword's body.

The sword that fell at sunset was like a tsunami, enveloping Luo Qingyang. And Luo Qingyang's sword, like a big mountain, stopped on the path of the tsunami.

The results are already clear.

The mist dissipated, and Yan Xiluo touched the ground with his sword, and half-knelt on the ground.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Yan Xiluo sighed and said, "Luo Qingyang, you are very strong, I lost."

Luo Qingyang put away the Nine Songs Sword and said lightly, "Your sword is indeed different from what I have seen, maybe in a few years, I will not be your opponent."

"I've taken your good word." Yan Xiluo said with a bitter face.

He slowly stood up and walked to Su Yuluo's side.

"He's strong, I'm no match for him at all."

"You're strong too." Su Yuluo's voice was full of gentleness: "After all, he is the number one sword immortal in the world, and there is no shame in losing to him."

"Lei Wuji, do you want to go up to Bibi?" Yang Ming asked tentatively.

Although there is a high probability that Lei Wuji will be knocked over by Luo Qingyang with a sword, who can say for sure, Lei Wuji will not comprehend something in this duel.

With a long sigh of relief, Lei Wuji's eyes were firm and said, "Brother Ming, I'll go up and try it."

Hearing this, Yang Ming turned his head suddenly, he didn't expect Lei Wuji to agree so decisively.

"It's okay, let's see if you can comprehend anything, and it will also help you in your future cultivation." Yang Ming reminded.

Lei Wuji nodded, walked quickly in front of Luo Qingyang, and quickly pulled out his heart sword: "Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall, Lei Bang's disciple; Snow Moon City Snow Moon Sword Immortal, Li Hanyi's disciple, Lei Wuji. Ask Sword Lonely Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang."

"I know the sword in your hand." Luo Qingyang's gaze kept staring at the heart sword in Lei Wuji's hand.

After a while, he spoke again, "Who are you Li Xinyue?"

Lei Wuji hugged his fists and said, "My father Lei Meng, my mother Li Xinyue!"

"It turned out that after the deceased, I guess the green dragon, one of the four guardians of the Apocalypse, is you." Luo Qingyang looked at Lei Wuji's face.

Lei Wuji said solemnly, "Yes, even me!"

"Well, since you are going to ask for the sword, then I will fulfill you. After all, I'm also your elder, so I'll let you make three moves." Luo Qingyang said lightly.

Lei Wuji was not pretentious, nodded, and took out a sword.

When the sword was drawn, there was a flash of thunder in the surrounding air. In the silver-white sword aura, there was a rumbling thunderous sound.

Hidden Sword Wind Thunder!

Luo Qingyang was still standing in place, and then the sword qi gradually approached, and he slowly raised the Nine Song Sword in his hand.

The sword was not unsheathed, but the scabbard easily dissolved this sword qi.

Lei Wujian was not surprised at all, and then came out with a second sword.

A warm red light flashed on the sword body of the Heart Sword, which brought a trace of warmth in this cold winter.

Smoke and green!

Luo Qingyang just flicked his fingers, and a sword qi emitted from his fingertips, and it easily broke through Lei Wuji's sword qi.

Lei Wuji's expression still didn't change at all, but the next sword was different.

I saw snowflakes falling in the sky.

"Is it snowing?" Sikong Qianluo caught a snowflake with his hand.

Before she could see the appearance of the snowflakes, the snowflakes in her hands drifted away with a gust of wind.

"It's not snow, it's Lei Wuji's swordsmanship." Xiao Se's face was full of joy: "This is the sword technique of the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, but it has been improved by him."

"This sword was created by Li Hanyi, the sword immortal of Snow Moon City, and the moon is in the morning!" Lei Wuji let out a low snort.

The internal force of his whole body suddenly exploded, and snowflakes fell behind him, forming a sea of snowflakes.

Yang Ming smiled indifferently: "It seems that Lei Wuji has also grown a lot these days."

"However, this trick, I don't think it should be called Yuexi Huachen." Xie Xuan answered.

"Wind and Snow!" Yang Ming and Xie Xuan said in unison.

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