Chapter 166: Drawing a knife and cutting off the water is also a broken head

Si Xiao felt that his eyebrows were hot, and then his entire face, his whole body, and by the time he screamed, he had already become a burning man.

At the same time, a curtain of water suddenly rose from under his feet, forming a curtain of water that enveloped the person in front of him.

The man who had been running in the fire turned around, holding a strangely shaped sword, and looked at him with a fierce gaze.

The moment they looked at each other, the fire on their bodies became bigger, fiercer and hotter.

But he is now the one in the fire.

The young man called Chunfu has become a person who watches the fire from the water.

Water.

I also need water.

Out of the last instinct, Si Xiao took a step towards Li Chunfu.

But this step has just stepped into the core of this ten-fold fire and tenfold heat.

The seven fires burn true, and there are no ashes left.

Li Chunfu's face was expressionless, and he watched the person in front of him burn to ashes like this, and the heat flow lifted up the black and white ashes, and quickly dissipated.

As soon as Si Xiao died, a little red light flew into bliss, and the flame fluttered a few times, and with a sonorous sound, it was also extinguished.

Li Chunfu waved at this time, took the water curtain, he glanced at the black ash all over the ground, and shook his head lightly with some indescribable disgust on his face.

Soon, the background of this ring changes again, the soil sprouts, a hundred flowers bloom, and a small stream that originally flows under the feet becomes a small river.

"It seems that the defender not only occupies the geographical advantage first, but also superimposes the 'people' after winning a game, and he has obviously become stronger than before." Chu Yi saw that the dust had settled in the first scene, perhaps because he was afraid of Lu Ran's impulsiveness, so he quickly turned his head and commented.

"Indeed, it is stronger than before." Before Lu Ran's mouth, he was referring to the day of the handover of spring and summer on the turbid sea two or three years ago.

It seems that he has also experienced a lot in the past two years, not only practicing immortal skills, but also honing his heart.

"Are you going to go?" Chu Yi asked cautiously, he was indeed worried that Lu Ran would be defeated, but the scene in front of him was like a chaotic battlefield, only one mountain was higher than the other, there was no hard power, and if he wanted to go to the finals, it was only a matter of time before he was eliminated.

It seems that among the four groups, it is still the strength of this spring exemption...... Worst.

A plan quickly formed in Chu Yi's heart, and he turned his head and asked again: "You, aren't you still on it?" ”

Unexpectedly, Lu Ran pressed down the flame that was about to ignite in his eyes, and shook his head, "Look at it again." ”

"Okay, let's watch it again." Chu Yi smiled almost flatteringly, rubbed his hands habitually, and continued to pay attention to the overall situation.

At present, the first game of ring 1 and ring 4 have been divided, that is, among the eighteen players, there are still sixteen left.

Lu Ran is still paying attention to Li Chunfu's ring one, perhaps because this person shot too hard, and there is no second player who has chosen to attack on stage.

While waiting, Lu Ran saw that Lu Eryun, who he knew, got into the ring and had a hard battle with a big pigtail fairy with a long stick in his hand.

After waiting for half an hour, and after three more players were eliminated in the audience, only one person, smiling and unhurried, went to the ring one.

It was an old man in the wind of the jade tree, who looked to be a hundred years old, but he was still dressed as a disciple of an immortal cultivator, wearing a parrot green short fight, a cloth crown of the same color on his head, and carrying a long sword of the same parrot green.

exchanged names as usual, and the two politely said a few words and officially started fighting.

The old man was a famous sword cultivator, and his long sword was unsheathed, only to see Lu Ran's eyes brighten, as if a spring light poured down from the shade of the tree.

This is an extremely bright set of swordsmanship.

An old man was basking in the cold early spring courtyard, and his eyes were almost open, but suddenly a ray of sunlight passed through a few leaves and fell into his eyes.

The sun is always so bright.

It is like when I was four or five years old, I also played in this courtyard, when the tree was still small, but the sunlight through the leaves did not seem to change in the slightest, and it was still so bright, which made people's hearts suddenly brighten and happy.

Unfortunately, after the sunshine, there will be shadows, and when the sun sinks in the west, the light grinds people, and everything takes a sharp turn.

When your life begins to go into the night.

The swordsmanship became sluggish, cold, empty, and lonely.

It's like telling you that you're going to lose all this, you're going to lose this brightness.

The emotional ups and downs of the swordsmanship made Li Chun, who was fighting against him, in a trance, although he was still a young man, he was also trapped by love.

If you are slow emotionally, you will have flaws in your movements.

The old man's swordsmanship is a killing method that condenses time, and gives you the most fatal blow in your casual daily moments.

In the first battle with Na Sixiao, Li Chunfu looked embarrassed, but in fact, he was just roasted by the fire, and there was no big problem, but in the second battle where his strength increased greatly after a victory, he suffered a big loss.

That's because the old man has been meticulous in the audience, he has been cultivating immortals for many years, and he is always not favored by immortal masters, the senior brothers around him have already opened the door to the sect, and the junior brothers around him have changed one stubble after another, and even he has created his own swordsmanship and broken through the red immortals, and the immortal masters still dislike his low talent and slow learning, so they turned him away.

But today, this has become his advantage, because he has been cultivating immortals all his life, and he has been mixed with teenagers, so he prides himself on knowing teenagers best.

Therefore, he could see at a glance that Li Chunfu was pretending to be calm.

Li Chunfu is a person with a heart.

His heart can't see the light, let alone take it out so exposed under his "bright swordsmanship".

But in the end, he still didn't have enough understanding, and he still underestimated Li Chunfu, underestimated the hatred in his heart for a young man who fell from the clouds.

Li Chunfu's mind was indeed for a period of time, and he could not see the light.

But later, what he was more afraid of was that he forgot this thing and this hatred, so he endured the pain of eroding his heart and turned them out from time to time, sprinkled them with salt, and dried them.

He knew that these hatreds were the only thing in this world that supported him to live, his eternal food, and he couldn't let these grains spoil.

For many days, while he was drying, he looked up at the sky, and he already knew it by then.

How can a person who fears the sun return to the clouds and heavens?

Therefore, Li Chun was not determined and made three swords with his backhand.

In the past, the master only taught himself three styles, which were called "three styles of water".

Take the water type, take the living water of heaven and earth.

Water transporting type, scattering water to strike.

Like water, extinguishing the visible is invisible.

The master said that these three styles are enough for you to learn for thousands of years, and I am afraid that you will not be able to fully comprehend them.

But Li Chunfu felt that he couldn't wait for a thousand years, he was a young man, and he couldn't wait to go to this revenge immediately.

So he founded the Fourth Form.

Hate the water style.

People grow and hate the water.

Draw the knife and cut off the water, and also cut off the head.

The water splitting sword rolled up with a wave of water, obviously a sword, and a water knife, slashing out towards the brightest place of the old man's sword light.