Bowang City, by the Moon Lake, night.

At this time, the wind was echoing the girl's words.

Meng Chuyuan's pupils had suddenly constricted.

It's impossible, there is no such reason, if the eight lives of the Tianshan Mountains are also there, why are you playing this kind of game with us?!

Meng Chuyuan didn't get an answer, Da Jiao, Leng Python, and the third arm rushed back at the same time, he really couldn't see the incoming sword, but this sword didn't hide his whereabouts at all - the roaring true qi, the howling wind, it came towards him so distinctly.

This is not a sneak attack, this is a declaration after seizing the opportunity.

The big Jiao sealed the sword horizontally, and the cold python tried to deflect the sword from the side, and the true qi arm directly faced it and twisted it.

Then the sword flew through them, like a wind sweeping through catkins, and where it passed, it was a pathway.

Eight Steeded Sword: [Shadow by Day]

This is exactly what Qinghuang relied on when he put the sword in the man's hand - "Give me a chance to use a sword, and I will kill him." ”

Different from the [Wedding Branches to the Banquet] from the prologue in Cheng Jianghong's hand, this sword has completely faded from the elegant greetings, abandoned the exquisite design, and fully revealed the mighty momentum of the "Eight Horse Sword".

The Eight Horses Sword is a wind, a thunder, and a light.

It is an indomitable and swift sword that only needs a small chance to deliver the deadliest blow to the enemy.

Qing Huang put this opportunity so clearly towards Lu Yunsheng, so a roaring wind penetrated Meng Chuyuan's heart without hindrance.

That is, when the left chest suddenly became transparent, Meng Chuyuan's question was answered.

- Lu Yunsheng of the Tianshan Weifeng Pool, who is calm and calm, brave and resourceful in handling affairs, has long been able to take charge on his own.

But his cultivation is indeed only seven lives.

When he gained insight into this and looked back at the battle situation, Meng Chuyuan realized that the sword that killed him was thrilling.

With such strength, they forcibly ate the power pressed by the Seven Jiao Caves tonight.

Obviously, in a single thought, the victory and defeat will be reversed; Obviously, as long as they press together, they will be the ones who win.

However, in the rhythm mastered by the other party, he first overestimated the other party and restrained his hands, and then misjudged the enemy after seeing Qinghuang and lost his vigilance.

Step by step, the other party finally killed Qiang Jiao with three weak swords.

The strength and true qi passed quickly, and the fragments of internal organs that could no longer be suppressed spit out of his mouth.

Because the weak enemy is strong, because this opportunity is precious, Lu Yunsheng's sword is decisive enough. In order not to weaken his strength in the slightest, the sword blade did not pause in the slightest.

It quickly pierced through Meng Chuyuan's heart, and then penetrated through the back of Qinghuang.

Needless to say, Meng Chuyuan can't live.

Upstairs, the whistle in Li Yiqing's hand had already fallen to the ground, but this hand was still clenched tightly, and there was something else inside.

Throughout the night, her spirit never let up in the slightest, and at this time, the tension reached its peak.

She stared at the field, palms turning.

At this point, they have achieved the goal of the first stage - "I need when I make a move, at least in front of the opponent, there is no more child." ”

Meng Chuyuan is dead, and the opponent's chess pieces have been exhausted.

The "general" on his side has also taken action.

If that person was here, if he still wanted to kill Lu Yunsheng, he could only make a move at this time.

The next situation returned to Lu Yunsheng's expectation when he first arrived, that is, he would face the murderer of the Seven Lives.

Playing alone, he said he could win, and he was ready to win.

The enemy will be eradicated here, and Emerald Feather is only one step away from success.

- Will he show up? Or is it already on the run?

on the field.

Qing Huangxian collapsed weakly, and Meng Chuyuan, who was more seriously injured, held Lu Yunsheng's long sword that pierced his heart.

Lu Yunsheng had already turned back.

The moment the sword was drawn and met resistance, a black owl-like shadow grew out of the night.

The old man made a move.

Did he think he could kill Lu Yunsheng?

Lu Yunsheng turned his head, and the sword light was already pressing on his body. But Lu Yunsheng just watched, and he didn't give up the sword in his hand until the cold light pierced into the flesh. Rather than lose another opportunity, he forcefully withstood Meng Chuyuan's obstruction and pulled out the sword.

As soon as the blade left his body, Meng Chuyuan hung his head and knelt on the ground, and the big Jiao Leng Python fell to the ground, and blood hung down from the corner of his mouth like a small spring.

The strong vitality of the Eight-Life Warrior still held him back, but with his heart and lungs shattered, it was only a matter of time before his breathing stopped.

At this time, the most dangerous is Qinghuang, this Jiao is likely to still have the ability to strike, and Qinghuang fell in front of him.

But Meng Chuyuan finally didn't make a move.

The moment Lu Yunsheng drew his sword, his body was already sideways and airborne, and the sword blade attacking from behind him had cut a blood line on his waist.

But the man didn't seem to feel anything about this deep sword, he bowed his head in silence, held the hilt of the sword behind his back, and looked at the black-robed man who was sweeping under him.

The old man looked up, he was not wearing a mask, and under the hood was a wrinkled white face like a weasel.

The next moment, Lu Yunsheng's waist twisted, and the blood line flowing from the wound was brought into a semicircle, and on the other side, a brighter and sharper arc was born from the man's hand.

The sword whistled and slashed.

If that sword was a roaring wind, this sword was a light that pierced through the darkness.

Eight Horses: [Radiant Radiance]

True Qi rubbed out thousands of spark-like light, and this sword lit up the night in an instant.

The old man still had the first opportunity, he took a step forward with the horizontal sword, and dozens of true qi were condensed in front of the sword like a white practice, and when this brilliant sword slashed, the defeated true qi expelled the surrounding dust and fallen leaves into a circle.

He caught the sword with his sword, his face trembling slightly, and he could guess the clenched teeth under it.

Lu Yunsheng's cultivation is not very brilliant in the Tianshan Mountains, but when it is placed in the rivers and lakes, in a certain region, the sense of oppression brought by this "seven lives" can be called heavy.

Therefore, he had no doubt that he had no doubt about killing the murderer alone, and Gu Yunfu also said, "What Senior Brother Yunsheng wants to do is not very dangerous", because Qisheng to Qisheng, Weifengchi disciple has no reason to lose to others.

If it weren't for Meng Chuyuan's presence, Lu Yunsheng would have been able to kill the two Qisheng in front of him without paying too much price.

At this time, the old man had obviously been pondering in the Seven Lives Realm for many years, and his true qi was indeed profound, and in the case of condensing his true qi one step ahead, Lu Yunsheng's sword did not take advantage of it in the slightest.

But the first opportunity is in hand, but the offensive and defensive situation is changing, and the superiority is already clear.

After the old man fully accepted this sword, the sword momentum leaned, channeling the power to the ground, and he supported the ground with his own hand, and rose up, under the cover of the black robe, a sword light shook towards Lu Yunsheng's heart.

Both of them are in a clumsy situation, and this sword is indeed being held in the most uncomfortable place for Lu Yunsheng to defend.

Lu Yunsheng did not rush forward, and properly put away his sword and took this move.

Even though the man is very confident in the arrival of victory, he also clearly knows that all victories must be taken by himself, just like Meng Chuyuan and Qinghuang, in the fight, the weak can also cause considerable damage to the strong, and no one's body is cast of iron.

What's more, if the other party dares to show up, he naturally has the reliance to think that he can win this game.

Lu Yunsheng had already suffered the loss of that True Qi Technique once.

The sword shadows were staggered, and in an instant, the two of them had passed nine moves, and the old man's true qi was repeatedly defeated in the air, and none of them took advantage.

Even though Lu Yunsheng was originally confident in his strength, such a smooth progress was still a little unexpected for him.

He was ready to meet the old man's several strange moves or several explosions, and the moment he was pinched by Meng Chuyuan on the tip of the sword, he was ready to exchange serious injuries for the other party's life.

[Bingyao Yuhui] was stopped by the other party, because it was not a broken sword to break through the opponent's defense, but a decisive kill that exchanged injuries for life.

However, the other party did not use that hand to fight to the death.

In any case, he will not be as timid as Meng Chuyuan, since the advantage is in front of him, he will decisively press it - no matter what plan you are hiding, I will force it out with my own hands.

After perceiving the old man's weak desire to attack, Lu Yunsheng's sword momentum suddenly became enthusiastic, and a sword wound had been added to the old man's shoulder under the two moves, and when it came to the fifth move, he cut the old man's thigh with another sword.

Where's your True Qi technique?

Lu Yunsheng turned this thought in his heart, and then he smelled a dangerous smell in the air.

Those scattered true qi are condensing.

The true qi that flowed in the air with each of the previous two swords was slowly converging into true balloons under the old man's dispatch, and when Lu Yunsheng noticed it, it was already a scale that could not be ignored.

They almost buried him.

The man inevitably glanced at the old man with some surprise - this level of true qi control, if it was not for talent, it was the result of accumulated pondering.

These true balloons were still converging, and Lu Yunsheng knew that soon they would bloom into a sea of fire.

Lu Yunsheng didn't react, he continued to attack hard, the advantage was still accumulating, and after winning the three moves again, he didn't take the opportunity to add another wound to the old man's body, but leaned back and condensed a sword in his hand.

And this also gave the old man time to adjust his posture and condense his true qi.

In the defensive attack just now, the old man took the sword, and although he was in a poor state at this time, he believed that he could still barely take it.

And Lu Yunsheng knew that he thought so.

Because this was how he ended the battle—just another eight-horse sword.

The old man's true qi is profound, and the strength of [Brilliant Radiance] is not overwhelming, and he can gain an advantage, but he cannot break through his defense.

But the other way can be.

The old man thought that the sword just now was his strongest sword, because it was indeed strong enough.

But also because he had never seen the Tianshan Mountains.

Tian Shan's sword moves, which are truly born to break through the enemy's defenses, will not stop at such strength.

When it does, there is no chance of regret.

Eight Horses: [Trampling Jedi]

It was the same as just now, the old man sealed with his sword, and Lu Yunsheng slashed down, but this time the result was completely different.

The old man seemed to have turned into a real ordinary old man in front of this sword, and in front of him was the heavy hooves trampled down by the fierce horse.

The sealed sword collapsed in an instant, and after the sword broke through the blockade, Yu Shi still almost severed his collarbone, and continued to leave a huge crack downward. Had it not been for the fact that its owner had retreated in the next moment, the sword would have sliced through almost the entire front half of his body.

At the moment when the sword blade came with a solid enough sense of cutting, Lu Yunsheng's true qi that had already been stored on the tips of his toes spread out on the ground, and his body floated and flashed backwards.

He clearly knew how much damage such a touch could bring to the other party, just as he clearly felt the expansion of those true air masses in the air.

At the moment when the two swords met, the old man, who realized that he had failed, did not organize the next defense, did not dodge and retreat, but detonated those buried true qi as fast as he could.

Lu Yun ascended the horizontal sword, and the true qi quickly isolated layers of invisible membranes outside his body, and his body was already two feet away in the blink of an eye.

He decisively stopped the slash, even if the feedback from the sword at that time was devastating.

For even if the sword was completely slashed, it would not be enough to kill the enemy, and he believed that the wounds he left behind would be enough to seal the victory. At this time, in the case of his own successful remove, dodging the enemy's killing move is obviously a more valuable victory.

Stopping greed in the face of tangible results is sometimes more rare than the courage to move forward.

But when his swept body passed by Meng Chuyuan, it suddenly froze.

Lu Yunsheng looked back in amazement, he knew that Meng Chuyuan was probably not dead, but he really didn't expect him to have this power.

Fortunately, he should really be powerless to attack, or rather, he knew that his attack would be easily blocked, but it was better to play a greater role in this way - three arms, strangled on Lu Yunsheng's waist.

Lu Yunsheng could use his strength to break away from him, but the true qi mass in front of him had already burst towards him.

This is the same situation as Meng Chuyuan just now. Meng Chuyuan went to deal with the green fence that locked him at that time, and kept his back to himself, so he was going to die now.

Of course, Lu Yunsheng knows which is more important, and he will not repeat the mistakes of the past.

The three true qi separated, firmly controlling the three arms that Meng Chuyuan held on his body—he could contain me for a short time, but only that.

Then he erected the barrier with his deep true qi, preparing to meet the coming high temperature, at that time, one of them caused him burns that have not healed to this day, and now dozens of them have broken together, and the man's pressure is all reflected in the surging true qi in his body.

But he knew he could weather the wave.

Everything happened in an instant, and the true air mass flew towards him, and then broke open.

There is no high temperature.

Flying out of it was a sharp blade.

It is the most ordinary kind of true qi sword blade, compressing the true qi into sharp pieces, and then flying out together, this is one of the most common and infallible true qi techniques, but it shows extraordinary toughness under the old man's strong true qi.

It is not much worse than the method of true gas and fire, but here, it has played a role beyond imagination.

The layers of true qi film can resist the high temperature in all directions, but it is like a natural enemy in front of the sharp tip of the blade.

One, two, and three were blocked out, but when more sword pieces were pressed up, Lu Yunsheng had no chance to repair it at all, and the seven-layer membrane suddenly collapsed, and seven or eight blood marks appeared on the man's body in an instant.

Most of the true qi had been separated from the body, and the rest was pressed on Meng Chuyuan's three hands—even at this time, the man did not relax here in the slightest.

Lu Yunsheng's body at this time was similar to an empty city, if he ate such a true qi technique firmly, the injury would not be much lighter than that of the old man who received a sword.

The flying light was already coming, and the man's surprise at this time was the same as that of Meng Chuyuan just now.

At that moment, Meng Chuyuan hurriedly blocked and did not block the sword behind him, and now there are dozens of cold blades in all directions, and Lu Yunsheng is also in a hurry, what can he do?

The big pie is in this millisecond.

Lu Yunsheng's teeth had been gritted, his pupils had shrunk into small holes, and the look of shock on his face had not yet dissipated, but the true qi around his body had already jumped.

True Qi Technique: Hundred Birds

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