The current Rotal is a true peerless master of the Nine Realms.

Even if it's only the early stage of the Nine Realms, the Nine Realms are the Nine Realms after all.

It is already an extremely remarkable thing for Ren Qianxing to be able to use the Eight Realms of cultivation to cast the Frozen Thousand Miles.

If it was just to deal with those ordinary undead, it would naturally be fine, but it was a little impossible to defeat a Nine Realm master so easily.

A subtle crack of ice came from the crowd, and everyone's hearts were shocked, which meant that Rotal was about to break through the ice soon.

Lu Changsheng glanced at Ren Qianxing and said, "We don't have much time, let's make a quick decision!"

Ren Qianxing nodded, and the knife in his hand tightened.

Everyone took a few steps back in unison, making room for the two of them.

"Let's start!" Lu Changsheng made a gesture of please, and said in a flat tone.

"This knife is called White Jade Qilin, and this knife is called Split Sky!"

Ren Qianxing said in a deep voice, and then suddenly stepped out, and the long knife in his hand slashed down angrily with endless chill.

But to be honest, this knife is really a bit ordinary.

Because as the long knife fell, everyone neither felt the power that changed the color of the heavens and the earth, nor did they see any fancy moves, and even the sword qi that should have been dazzling did not appear.

Ren Qianxing seemed to really just raise the knife very simply, and then waved it casually.

This is how the Eight Methods in the Knife that Chen Chen practiced when he first learned the knife was like this.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it was obviously such a bland knife, but Lu Changsheng behaved extremely solemnly, and even showed a hint of shock in his eyes.

No, not only shock!

When Ren Qianxing swung this knife, everyone found that the appreciation in Lu Changsheng's eyes suddenly became stronger.

Everyone knows how high that person's vision was back then, and there are few people in this world who can appreciate that person.

It wasn't until this time that Wuxin and the others noticed that the snowflakes that were originally flying in the sky actually stopped under this knife, and the air seemed to have been split out of a fault between the air by this knife!

Although they still don't understand what happened, they still understand the truth that there must be demons when things go wrong.

In other words, Ren Qianxing's knife is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.

"Back to basics!" Lu Changsheng couldn't help but admire.

At the beginning, when he was teaching Chen Chen's knife technique, he said that no matter how advanced the knife technique is, it is inseparable from those eight words in the end, which is the so-called eight methods in the knife.

This sentence is actually very simple to say, as simple as the knife that Ren Qianxing has slashed out now, but it is not an easy task to truly comprehend the meaning.

According to Lu Changsheng's estimate, with Chen Chen's comprehension, it would take at least fifty years to fully comprehend it.

Chen Chen is a rare sword wizard in a thousand years, and under Lu Changsheng's teaching, it would take him fifty years to truly comprehend, let alone others.

Ren Qianxing can realize this at this age, I have to say that it is really amazing!

"How about my knife?" Ren Qianxing asked.

Lu Changsheng smiled and said, "Very good, really good!"

As he spoke, Lu Changsheng had already made his response.

I saw him slowly raise his arm, the tip of the long sword in his hand pointed straight ahead, and then lightly touched the blade of Ren Qianxing's long knife about five inches away from the tip of the knife.

It was really just a little light, and Lu Changsheng didn't do anything else, not even a trace of spiritual power.

However, under the collision at that moment, Ren Qianxing suddenly felt that his long knife was bounced away by a strange force.

"How is it possible?!" Ren Qianxing was horrified.

He didn't exert all his strength with that sword, but he knew better how casual Lu Changsheng's sword was just now.

But even so, he was defeated so easily.

Of course, he knew that he would lose, but in the face of Lu Changsheng, how could he not lose.

It's just that he still hasn't figured out why he's lost so completely.

He didn't even know where he was losing.

The parties are still ignorant so far, let alone Zhao Mingrui and others as bystanders.

"What the hell is going on......" is the same person who uses a knife, but Zhao Mingrui is at a loss.

No one answered his question.

Heartlessly shook his head helplessly.

Liu Bai's face was full of embarrassment.

Liyue Ling directly pretended not to hear.

Lu Changsheng was silent for a while, and then said:

"Nothing is impossible, your knife is indeed strong, enough to rank in the top three among the younger generation, but the weakness is still too obvious. ”

He spoke in a calm tone, without a hint of emotional fluctuations.

He's not showing off anything, he's just stating a fact.

Ren Qianxing looked at Lu Changsheng with puzzled eyes.

Lu Changsheng explained: "Whether it is a knife, a sword, or something else, there may be many differences in details, but there is one thing that is the same, and that is speed. ”

"Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken, your sword skills are very straight, this is your advantage, but your knife is not fast enough, at least ...... Not as fast as mine, so of course you're going to lose to me!"

Ren Qianxing was thoughtful when he heard this, and then asked with some puzzlement:

"Even if my knife isn't fast enough, why do you have so much power to bounce my knife away without using the slightest spiritual power?"

Lu Changsheng smiled and asked, "Have you heard of the story of Tian Ji horse racing?"

Ren Qianxing nodded blankly.

Lu Changsheng asked again: "Then do you know what borrowing force is?"

Ren Qianxing nodded again, and this time, as if his mind had captured something, he suddenly fell silent.

Lu Changsheng smiled, he knew that with Ren Qianxing's understanding, it was only a matter of time before he wanted to understand what he was saying.

Even Zhao Mingrui and the others fell into deep thought when they heard this!

A moment later, when Ren Qianxing raised his head again, the blank look had already been swept away, replaced by a pair of unusually bright eyes and a face full of confidence!

Looking at Ren Qianxing's appearance, the look of appreciation in Lu Changsheng's eyes was even greater, but thinking that the other party already had a teacher, he couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Nanlin Sect is really lucky!"

Zhao Mingrui and others are also the leaders of the younger generation in today's alien world, and their understanding is naturally good.

At the same time that Ren Qianxing was enlightened, several people quickly figured out the meaning of Lu Changsheng's words, and in an instant, their hearts were clear!

Zhao Mingrui laughed and patted Lu Changsheng's shoulder, and said, "Hahaha, now my sword skills can be improved again, Changsheng, don't say anything else, go back and invite you to a big meal!"

Hearing this, Liyue Ling was full of black lines, raised his head and knocked on Zhao Mingrui's head with a shudder:

"Eat, eat, you know, can you have a little interest?"

Looking at this scene, Lu Changsheng smiled and shook his head, and said in his heart, these two people are really a happy couple!

"Amitabha!"

Wuxin recited the Buddha name lightly, and said solemnly: "Thank you Lord Lu for your guidance!"

Although Wuxin was not good at killing, Lu Changsheng's words still had some benefits for his future cultivation.

Liu Bai also rarely restrained his emotions, and his expression became serious: "Lu Changsheng, I owe you a favor!"

This time, because of Lu Changsheng's words, in addition to Ren Qianxing, I am afraid that Liu Bai will benefit the most.

A problem that had plagued him in marksmanship for several years was solved in an instant because of Lu Changsheng's short words.

He had already decided to go back to retreat and cultivate after this matter was over, and when he came out again, I am afraid that his title would no longer be just the son of a spear saint!

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly, and was about to say something, when suddenly a chill rushed to the sky behind him, and his face instantly became solemn.

Everyone also felt it, and their eyes couldn't help but fall on Rotal, who was ten miles away.

"Click!"

There was a clear sound of ice crackling, and then it grew louder and louder.

The thick layer of frost on Rotar's body began to crack one after another.

The sound of cracking ice continued to echo in the square, and the cracks on the frost became more and more numerous, until finally it shattered completely with a "bang".

Fragments of ice scattered in the sky and soon fell all over the ground.

The demonic aura on Rotal's body began to tumble again, and the monstrous demonic aura soared into the sky again.

His expression was extremely indifferent, and there seemed to be no emotion in his eyes.

He walked slowly towards the crowd, and with each step, the whole ground seemed to tremble.

The terrifying demonic aura was like the flames of hell, the ice and snow melted in an instant, and even the extremely cold chill gradually faded under his demonic power!