Chapter 201: Shot
Chapter 201 shot
Two or three miles away from Lanruo Temple, on the empty meadow, an earth-shattering battle is breaking out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Xiahou, who came from afar, and Yan Chixia, who lived in seclusion in Lanruo Temple, finally fought because of the title of the number one swordsman in the world.
Divine Soldier Xuanyuan, the soldier of the righteous path, the giant sword and the giant que, the killing intent is awe-inspiring, and the two divine weapons exude a terrifying momentum, colliding together from time to time.
With each impact, the aftermath destroyed countless trees.
Even a big tree that was a foot thick, when it encountered the sword qi in the sky, it was also beaten into ashes in an instant.
And in the center of the battlefield, Xiahou and Yan Chixia fought even more fiercely, where they were, the air began to buzz, as if the sky was about to collapse.
"Is this the horror of martial arts masters?"
Two or three miles away, the red-clothed girl Xin Shishi's face was pale, and she gave birth to a trembling from the depths of her soul, which was the will, spirit, qi and blood, and masculinity of the two warriors' whole bodies were all condensed, and in the space around their bodies, a kind of spiritual coercion was produced that was as dignified as a mountain and as arrogant as a river!
In the face of this coercion, she can't even give birth to the consciousness of fighting!
If she faced any of these two, no matter how powerful her Dao skills were, she would be killed in an instant!
She couldn't help but look at Lu Daoren.
Lu Dao people are still light and light, not in a hurry.
She couldn't help admiring Lu Daoren more and more, and gradually settled down in her heart......
Lu Yun is indeed light and light.
If it was before, he might not have been able to do it lightly.
Because although his physical body is strong and far beyond ordinary people, he may still be dangerous to pure and pure martial artists, especially those like Xiahou.
But since he came to the world of Liaozhai, the number of heavenly and earthly treasures he has seen seems to be a bit large, and there are not a few heavenly treasures he has taken.
Now he will not have any fear against the strong martial arts.
Because his flesh is becoming more and more terrifying day by day.
He was so light-hearted.
However, Lu Yun still had some doubts in his heart.
Xiahou has a giant sword in his hand, and he has a murderous intent, which can completely make a little ghost like Nie Xiaoqian scatter, but why is it that in the original book, Nie Xiaoqian confused Xiahou and made Xiahou die?
Even if Xiahou's heart is not right, his evil spirit can definitely force back some little ghosts, how can he be harmed?
At this moment, the competition in the field changed.
Today's battle was originally a tiebreaker at the beginning, but as time passed, Xiahou still did not take Yan Chixia, his heart gradually became anxious, and the offensive became more and more fierce.
Although the offensive was fierce, and every sword of Juque could open mountains and break stones, but in Lu Yun's eyes, Xiahou's flaws were becoming more and more numerous, and they gradually reached the point of defeat.
Xiahou has lost his sense of proportion, and what about the terror of the attack, it can't last long, it is still a failure.
Sure enough, just after Xiahou couldn't use his sword again and again, and his temperament became more and more violent, Yan Chixia suddenly swung out a sword, and the Xuanyuan sword had already reached Xiahou's throat.
"You lost. ”
Yan Chixia let out a faint voice and accepted the Xuanyuan sword.
This old opponent is really hard, he has been competing with him for seven years, and he has lost for seven years, but he is still persevering, even if he hides here, he is also found by this Xiahou.
The false name of the number one swordsman in the world is really so important, if Xiahou wants to take it, then take it, what does it have to do with him, a recluse......
"I lost?"
Xiahou was a little confused.
Before he even had time to react, he lost.
"How could I lose?"
Xia Hou immediately muttered to himself, still unable to believe the situation in front of him.
He devoted himself to practicing kendo year after year, in order to defeat Yan Chixia and win the title of the world's number one swordsman!
But I don't want to now, he loses again!
All the hard work has turned into flowing water!
"No, I'm not going to lose!"
Xia Hou seemed to be on his upper body, and suddenly a sword swung out and stabbed at Yan Chixia.
This time, even if it is a sneak attack, as long as you can defeat Yan Chixia, it will be worth everything.
"Your way is dignified, and the sneak attack has come to an end!"
The voice was condensed but not chaotic, coming from two miles away and reaching Xiahou's ears.
At the same time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Juque.
It's none other than Lu Daoren.
Lu Daoren was originally two miles away from the battlefield of the two, but Lu Yun came directly to the two of them this time, and he also resisted in front of the giant sword.
"Be careful!"
Whether it was a few girls, or Yan Chixia, they all shouted out, Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan Sword was even about to be swung out, ready to rescue the Lu Dao people who suddenly appeared.
Yan Chixia really didn't expect Xiahou to sneak attack.
This old friend, this was not the case in the past!
But although he didn't expect it, but at his point, as long as Xiahou had the idea of sneaking up on him, he had a sense in his heart and knew what was going on.
It must be that this old friend was fascinated for a while and wanted to sneak attack and win.
He was naturally extremely shameless, and he was determined to teach Xiahou a lesson.
But he didn't expect Lu Daoren, a Taoist friend he had just met, to stand in front of Xiahou.
Lu Daoren is a Taoist, not a warrior, how can a Daoist be the opponent of a warrior within these few steps?
Yan Chixia felt extremely guilty in her heart, and a little angry, if Lu Daoren had a trace of damage this time, he must give Xia Hou an unforgettable lesson!
However, what happened next was beyond his imagination.
Xiahou didn't hurt Lu Daoren.
Even if it's within a few steps.
The giant sword was resisted by a book in Lu Daoren's hand.
Can't move forward a bit.
He couldn't help but be amazed to the extreme......
Lu Yun made a move, carrying the Book of Heaven, and resisted the edge of the Juque Sword.
Even if the giant sword sharpens iron like clay, there is nothing to do about the Book of Heaven.
Even if this was an extremely powerful killing move by Xiahou, it was still of little use to the people of the Upper Land Dao.
As soon as Lu Yun slapped the Book of Heaven, a strong force spread along the Book of Heaven to the Juque Sword, bouncing off the Juque Sword and Xiahou together.
"What's going on?"
Xiahou took dozens of steps back, suddenly feeling a little confused in his heart, and he didn't believe what he was doing.
He actually attacked Yan Chixia just now?
It's a dream!
But it's not a dream......
For a moment, he was a little confused.
"That's it!"
Yan Chixia originally wanted to blame Xiahou, but when she saw Xiahou like this, she knew that this was Xiahou's eagerness to win, and she was fascinated for a while.
Now that he was repelled by Lu Daoyou, it was as if he had been splashed with cold water, and his body and mind reacted, and he was ashamed.
After all, as a swordsman who takes righteousness as his path, such a sneak attack is contrary to his Dao heart.
"I see!"
Lu Yun also understood Xiahou's state and knew the reason why he died in the original book.
If he hadn't been there, Xiahou would have lost this battle, and if Xiahou sneaked up and encountered the Xuanyuan Sword, not only would it have no effect, but he would have lost a lot, and even the Juque Sword might not be able to be saved.
And if something like this happens, Xiahou Dao's heart has been lost, and when he meets Nie Xiaoqian, there is a great possibility that he will be poisoned.
"Hmm, now, the Dryad King is about to release Nie Xiaoqian!"
Lu Yun was thoughtful.
In the distance, the sun has set.
Darkness descends on the world.