Looking at the Qingluan Ancient Sword that had been broken into countless pieces, countless disciples slowly came back to their senses, followed by a gasping sound.

No matter how big the grudge between the two sides is, the Qingluan Ancient Sword is Li Haiyang's natal sword after all.

Who is Li Haiyang?

The peak master of Qingluan Peak is also a powerful sword cultivator who is not far from the peak or even closer.

What's more, after Li Haiyang spoke, another person made a sound, and that person said to stop.

The sound came from the West Pavilion.

It was Li Xuhai, the master of the West Pavilion.

And Lu Shen faced the two famous figures, but he still didn't give half face, and forcibly destroyed Li Haiyang's natal ancient sword in front of everyone in the four pavilions and eight peaks.

The perseverance of the heart and the ruthlessness of the means are breathtaking.

"This kid is so ruthless. ”

In addition to amazement and curiosity in the eyes of the other Eight Peak Masters looking at Lu Shen, they already had a jealousy that could not be concealed.

Shen Mohuang looked at Lu Shen with beautiful eyes, as if he had reacquainted himself with this guy.

On the quiet north pavilion, Yi Shui'er's big watery eyes kept looking at Lu Shen, full of curiosity and surprise, thinking that this was a person who held a grudge.

It is said that the woman on Qingluan Peak was seriously injured by Liu Yi, and then the ancient sword was destroyed, but today he did the same thing, and it was more neat and merciless.

Yi Shui'er suddenly held her face with both hands, and said with a smile: "It's so handsome, it's really handsome! No wonder it is said that Shen Mohuang has something to do with him, and now it seems that it is not impossible." ”

In the stands of the West Pavilion, Li Qihai couldn't see any expression on his face.

Li Haiyang, the master of Qingluan Peak, had a pale face, a shaky figure, and a resentful look in his eyes, staring at the young man in the field.

Because he couldn't drive the Qingluan Divine Sword in public, he could only watch the other party destroy the flying sword, which caused his sword heart to suffer a heavy blow and his vitality was greatly damaged.

Some of the elders of the Four Pavilions remembered the methods that Lu Shen had used during the battle just now, and their faces were shocked and puzzled.

Qingluan is still a top-grade spirit sword after all, how can a disciple of a mere mortal realm be completely destroyed with one hand?

And he didn't see any traces of Taoism at all in Liu Yi's last two hands, but why did he let Liu Yi not have the slightest power to resist?

Everyone had a lot of thoughts, but when they saw the young man looking at the West Pavilion stand, they realized that today's matter was far from over.

A breeze blew, and Nan Wu fell in the middle of the field.

"I admit I underestimated you. ”

Nan Wu looked at the hideous wound on Lu Shen's right hand, was silent for a while, and then said: "I also know that you haven't used a sword until now, but it doesn't make sense, even if you are safe and sound, you can't be my opponent, not to mention that your right hand can't hold a sword now." ”

What Nan Wu said sounded very reasonable to others.

Because although he looks like a weak scholar, he ranks fifth in the perennial competition in the West Pavilion, which is full of masters, which naturally shows his strength.

It's just that some people who are familiar with Nanwu gradually frowned.

Because Nanwu talks a lot on weekdays, but he never cherishes words like gold when he fights.

Being able to make him make such abnormal words can only show that his mood is turbulent, and he needs these words to increase his confidence.

Lu Shen didn't react at all when he heard these words, his face was indifferent, and he just asked, "Are you ready?"

If you're ready, you'll have to do it.

Lu Shen was very calm, and even calm made people feel a little strange.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Fuchen's face quietly became a little solemn, and his body sitting on the trembling chair leaned forward slightly.

As a powerhouse of the Skyclave Realm, he shouldn't have been so nervous in the face of the competition between two junior disciples, but Fuchen's expression at this time seemed extremely focused, and even a little abnormally focused.

He didn't use it, but he came anyway.

Because a few days before the competition of the Four Pavilion Conference, Lu Shen found him and asked a few questions.

Lu Shen asked him what if he accidentally killed the other party in the Sword Pavilion disciple competition.

He looked into the young man's calm eyes and wanted to see something.

Then Lu Shen asked what if the person who was killed was an important disciple of the West Pavilion.

He was silent for a long time, not knowing how to answer.

Finally, the boy asked again, what if it was him who killed the murderer?

After all, the dust did not say half a word.

So he's not here today to care about winning or losing, he's just trying to stop a tragedy that might happen.

If he couldn't stop it in the end, then he had already made up his mind to protect Lu Shen just now, and he would do it at any cost.

Because he saw the shadow of someone back then in Lu Shen's body now.

.....

A sword light chills the sunset rock.

In the field, Nan Wu took the lead in making a move.

He flicked his fingers, and the long sword in his hand rushed straight towards Lu Shen like a rainbow light.

It seems to be unremarkable, but in fact it is like thunder.

Lu Shen's footsteps twisted slightly, and he disappeared in place in an instant, and in the next second, a big crater exploded on the ground, and stone chips were scattered everywhere.

Nan Wu was expressionless, and his hands formed sword marks at high speed, and the speed was so fast that even there were bursts of afterimages between his hands.

The seal ends.

I could hear the roar of a sword echoing all around.

The flying sword is covered with a layer of cyan light, which is faster and more powerful!

Bang! Bang!

Countless craters appeared everywhere Lu Shen's body was, and the sound of explosions on the ground rose one after another, endlessly.

Even the personal disciples in the Four Pavilions held their minds when they saw this scene, and they didn't dare to miss any detail.

This hand swordsmanship is at least ten times higher than Liu Yi's!

Half an hour passed, and the field has been bursting continuously, the sound of breaking the air is non-stop, the sand and stones are flying, and the dust is everywhere, which is extremely exciting.

While countless people were lamenting the Southern Five Sword Technique, they also realized a more important problem.

Even if Nan Wu showed amazing sword skills, it seemed that Lu Shen could still deal with more than enough?

The young man's figure kept flickering around Sunset Rock, often a distance of tens of meters in one step, and it looked extremely smooth and satisfactory, without the slightest stagnation.

"Shrinking the ground into inches? Isn't this a Dao method that can only be mastered without distance?"

"No, this is clearly a long-lost teleportation technique! It's much less difficult, but how can he be so proficient?"

"It depends on the situation, it should be a rare technique that Dongge has treasured for a long time, and he has really made progress in the past two years. ”

The elders were all talking to each other.

Nan Wu's face became more and more solemn, looking at the ghostly teleportation speed of the other party, and his eyes revealed a sense of irritability.

The flying sword paused and galloped back.

Nan Wu ran forward suddenly, caught the flying back ancient sword with his right hand, and went straight to Lu Shen.

The Qi Sea spiritual power in his body was no longer enough to continue to support Edgeworth, but it seemed that the other party still had some strength left.

This is a very abnormal thing, his realm is obviously higher than the other party, and it should be the other way around.

But there was no time to think about it now, and his instincts told him that he had to make a decision as soon as possible.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

Five meters.

Lu Shen didn't move again, just looked at him quietly with his hands on his back.

The eyes were indifferent, but with an indescribable mockery.

Seeing this scene, Nan Wu felt nameless anger rise in his heart, shouted fiercely, and jumped high.

His right hand was stretched out behind him, and the tip of his sword was pointed straight to the sky.

A cyan tornado enveloped his entire right arm, followed by countless sword shadows behind him.

It was as if thousands of long swords appeared in the air at the same time, and the sword aura was so clear that there was no way to avoid it.

The West Pavilion personally passed on the swordsmanship, the strongest and widest range of eight thousand flowing rain.

Nan Wu appeared in front of Lu Shen, stabbed out with a sword, and the sword shadows in the sky then rushed towards Lu Shen at the same time.

Nan Wu intends to decide the winner in the next moment.

Therefore, he did not spare the slightest hand in this sword, and he had already exerted all his strength.

...

Lu Shen finally moved at this moment.

It's just that he didn't choose to run away.

His right hand could not hold a sword, but he still had his left hand.

As a bright light lit up in the center of his eyebrows, a sword appeared in his hand.

Gu Jian Yunsheng appeared in front of everyone for the first time.

Faced with such a furious and dense sword move, he took a light step forward.

Then a sword came out.

There is no sword energy, no sword moves, it is just an understatement to stab forward.

But this is perhaps the straightest and sharpest sword in the world.

The next second.

With a snort that pierced through flesh, a long sword easily pierced Nango's right shoulder.

The sword intent in the sky collapsed in an instant.

.....

In the midst of an unusually extreme silence.

Lu Shen approached Nan Wu and said softly, "It's not over yet." ”

He drew his sword and flicked his right hand on his forehead.

Nanwu, who was in a state of confusion and shock, flew upside down into the sky without the slightest room for resistance, fluttering with the wind.

Lu Shen bent his knees and rushed forward in an instant, and the tip of his sword went straight to Nan Wu's chest.

Seeing this scene, someone came back to their senses and shouted in shock: "Nan Wu has no sword, what is he trying to do?"

There were people in the field who reacted far faster than him.

Chen rushed up from the stands in an instant, like a strong wind.

Ferris's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes flickered, and then he saw the fingers of the burly figure in front of him move slightly, and then without hesitation, the figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The two of them ran towards the middle of the field almost at the same time.

Chen Yi flew a sword in his sleeve and went straight to Lu Shen's left hand, he wanted to save people.

Ferris secretly pinched out the sword trick in his sleeves with both hands, and a flying sword with a fire cloud color was like a bolt of lightning, flying straight towards Lu Shen's head from behind.

Ferris's eyes sparkled.

Whether Lu Shen stopped or not, he could kill him on the spot.

Even if the head of the door is held accountable afterwards, it is Lu Shen who takes the lead in breaking the door rules!

It's just that at this moment, Nan Wu's voice suddenly came from the sky, and he shouted frantically: "Get out of the way!"

In the next second, Lu Shen's figure disappeared from the sky, and then appeared directly in front of Motian.

The two faced each other, and the young man smiled brightly.

...

"What if the person who was killed was an important disciple of the West Pavilion?"

"What if I was the one who killed the murderer?"

Fuchen recalled these two sentences, and suddenly stood up from the chair, his face shocked!

....

There was a terrifying figure in the stands of the West Pavilion that instantly rushed into the sky.

....

Above the sky of Sunset Rock, the ancient sword in Lu Shen's left hand erupted with terrifying sword qi at this time.

The white light is shining.

Mortal Realm, Mud Pill Realm, Out of Dust Realm.... That sword qi climbed all the way, and finally reached the peak of Boundless!

Lu Shen stayed on the Lingzhou these days, naturally not sleeping.

He absorbed all the aura accumulated within a thousand miles into his body, more precisely on his left hand.

So he waved his left hand lightly, and Liu Yi flew out upside down without the slightest suspense, because the aura was too strong.

It's not about the means, it's a method that anyone can use.

But out of a hundred people, ninety-nine people will explode and die without suspense.

Lu Shen didn't care.

He used this technique because it allowed him to unleash a sword that was at the pinnacle of the Infinite Peak.

Yes, the person he was going to kill was never Nan Wu.

It's Ferris.

....

Chen Yi rushed over, and a strong kendo aura burst out of his body.

Ferris has never been as panicked as he is now, frantically trying to recall his natal ancient sword.

....

"You said you want to get back the so-called face of your West Pavilion?"

Lu Shen said: "I'll give it to you." ”

The boy swung a sword.

The whole Sunset Rock shook violently.