Lu Xingyun was overjoyed in his heart and said, "Lu Xiaofeng is my master. ”

"No wonder. Then you come in. However, your friend will have to stand a little longer. Ryazan said lightly.

Lu Xingyun looked back at Zhuge Xiaoye, Zhuge Xiaoye just smiled and turned to leave.

Pushing the door in, Lu Xingyun saw a person meditating. Lu Xingyun could hardly detect the fluctuations in Ryazan's life, if it weren't for what Ryazan said just now, Lu Xingyun would still think he was a dead man.

"Presumably, the seniors should have practiced the Deadwood Eleven Style. Lu Xingyun said without thinking.

"Huh. It seems that your master has told you everything. Ryazan chuckled, but the expression on his face was unnatural. I guess I haven't laughed for a long time.

Think about it, on such a lonely mountain, no one has spoken for ten years, just to understand the way of the sword, it is not easy to speak.

"Hmm. Lu Xingyun continued, "In the competition between the senior and the Heavenly Immortal Sword Zhang Xiaoling, my master was the only one present, so I found you. ”

"Say it. What are you looking for me?" said Ryazan.

"Sword matching. Lu Xingyun said these two words lightly.

As soon as he heard the sword competition, Ryazan's silent eyes immediately burst out with endless blazing colors.

Lu Xingyun was also shocked by Ryazan's changes. To say that Ryazan was a dead man just now, then the current Ryazan is a living person among the dead.

"Good. The way of the sword, regardless of the old and young. Come with me. Ryazan turned and left the cabin.

Soon after, Lu Xingyun was taken by Ryazan to a very spacious place. It looks like a place where he often practices his sword.

Looking at the lifeless sword intent exuding from the mountain wall, Lu Xingyun admired Ryazan even more in his heart. The meaning of dead wood is already difficult to comprehend, and Ryazan can reach such a state, it cannot but be said that he is a kendo wizard.

"Are you ready? I don't have many sword moves, so it's just the deadwood eleven style. In the past ten years, I have realized that there are only two formulas. Ryazan stood casually with a wooden sword.

Lu Xingyun also began to be cautious, that wooden sword, but it was cast with the wooden heart of thousand-year-old iron pear wood, although it was wooden, its sharpness was no less than any divine weapon in the world, and the caster of this iron pear wooden heart sword was Ouyang Chen's master. “

The two of them just stood like that, no one moved, but one side was full of gloom and silence, and the other side was full of life.

Finally, Lu Xingyun moved, only to see his figure quickly disappear in place, and the tip of the sword appeared so abruptly in the center of Ryazan's eyebrows, but where the tip of the sword passed, it was just a phantom, and Ryazan had already arrived at Lu Xingyun's previous location.

At this time, Lu Xingyun felt a dead sword aura behind him, breaking through the wind.

This is the second form of the eleventh style of dead wood, the shape is shifted, and the sword qi is horizontal.

Ryazan's figure had already reached a distance of less than two meters from Lu Xingyun, and the tip of the sword had already reached Lu Xingyun's back. A sword aura cut through Lu Xingyun's clothes so easily.

Just as Ryazan's sword was about to stab forward again, Lu Xingyun rose from the ground and instantly reached a height of ten zhang in the air. Deadwood sword Ryazan, is he a nobody. Seeing that, Ryazan immediately retracted his leaning figure and stabbed upwards with a sword in his left hand. Lu Xingyun, who was in the air, also felt the sword qi from below, and hurriedly cast the Vermilion Bird Swimming Step, flew up a few meters, and then quickly flipped somersault, the tip of the sword pointed straight at the ground.

At this time, Ryazan had also flown up. Just as the two sword tips were about to meet, both of them quickly flew out upside down.

"He is worthy of being Lu Xiaofeng's apprentice. "Ryazan, he is very satisfied with Lu Xingyun's performance, when he is as old as Lu Xingyun, he is far inferior to him.

"Thank you seniors for the award. Lu Xingyun said with a smile.

Ryazan nodded and smiled, and then his expression changed, and the ironwood sword in his hand slowly swung forward, and in an instant, the wind was blowing, and the circular sword array composed of eighty-one sword shadows appeared in front of Lu Xingyun's eyes out of thin air, and the sword array rotated rapidly, and the power of dead wood and decay also surrounded Lu Xingyun at the moment when the sword formation was generated.

Seeing that, the sword array composed of ninety-nine eighty-one sword shadows quickly flew towards the landing nebula, which had been surrounded by the strange power of dead wood decay.

Lu Xingyun had the luck and strength to resist wholeheartedly as early as the moment when the dead wood decaying power was surrounded, but Lu Xingyun still underestimated the power of the Ryazan Dead Wood Sword. The trees behind Lu Xingyun have all been wiped out, and even Lu Xingyun's clothes have signs of wind blowing and scattering.

Even so, Ryazan didn't mean to stop at all, he didn't think that Lu Xingyun was so capable.

Sure enough, Lu Xingyun, who was still frowning, gradually unfolded. I saw that the rich green sword qi around Lu Xingyun also slowly dimmed, and at the moment when the last touch of green disappeared and the power of dead wood decay burst out, Lu Xingyun's sword that had been pointing obliquely suddenly lifted, drawing fiery red circles in the air, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of red circles wrapped Lu Xingyun, and the powerful dead wood decay power just now weakened a lot.

Ryazan's expression was also condensed, but then calmed down again. You must know that the move just now is the ninth type of the Deadwood Sword, the Tianyuan Dry Dragon Sword Formation.

Lu Xingyun, who has always been at a disadvantage, seems to have become a fire man at this moment. Even the Nebula Sword turned red.

I saw that Lu Xingyun was at this moment, like a flying Vermilion Bird, and the Xingyun Sword quickly passed through the withered dragon Tianyuan sword formation composed of nine hundred and eighty-one sword shadows, and pointed straight at the heart of Ryazan eyebrows.

At the moment when the Withered Dragon Tianyuan Sword Formation was forced, Ryazan took advantage of the fluctuations caused by the encounter of the sword qi of the two sides, and instead appeared on the right side of Lu Xingyun. At this time, Lu Xingyun was already regurgitating qi and blood, and his face was not very good, you must know that Ryazan's skill was more than twice as profound as Lu Xingyun's, and Lu Xingyun's forcible breaking of the Tianyuan Dry Dragon Sword Formation just now was already a helpless move under duress.

Ryazan, who suddenly appeared on Lu Xingyun's right side, was not only full of affirmation for Lu Xingyun, but also those deep eyes were full of endless battle intent.

Fighting spirit, endless fighting spirit. For so many years, Ryazan has been in this desolate mountain in order to cultivate the deadwood sword. Of course, no one can really compete with him, and now the arrival of this Lu Xingyun just satisfies Ryazan's wishes, how could Ryazan let go of such an opportunity.

And Lu Xingyun, at this moment, the purple robe on his body can already be described as ragged. Coupled with that somewhat pale face, Lu Xingyun seemed to have reached the limit.

However, there was not the slightest retreat in Lu Xingyun's eyes. This battle has surpassed the competition with Shangguan Tianlei back then. If, at the beginning, Shangguan Tianlei could have the current Ryazan seventy percent of his skills, Lu Xingyun could be said to have no possibility of winning that battle.

"Nebula. Look at it, this move is the last style of my Deadwood Eleven style, the Kurong Reincarnation Sword. Rest assured, I only use five successes. After speaking, Ryazan held a sword in his left hand, and his right hand was in the shape of a sword finger, and his eyes looked at Lu Xingyun not far away.

When Lu Xingyun heard Ryazan say the last form of the eleventh form of dead wood, there were already a lot of ripples in his heart. You must know that back then, Ryazan only practiced the eleventh form of the dead wood to the ninth style, and in the end, he only lost to the Heavenly Immortal Sword Zhang Xiaoling with one move.

Now, what Lu Xingyun himself has to face is the last type of Deadwood Eleven-style Withered Glory Reincarnation Sword. It's fake not to be nervous, but Lu Xingyun is not a fuel-efficient lamp, if it was placed a year ago, he would still be scruples, but now Lu Xingyun has also cultivated the twenty-eight star steps to the Vermilion Bird step, can't he hide if he can't beat it?

At this moment, Lu Xingyun moved, because Lu Xingyun himself felt that although it was only the eleventh form of the Deadwood Sword with five successful powers, the possibility of him taking it was still very small.

Ryazan seemed to see Lu Xingyun's thoughts, but he just smiled faintly, and did not stop Lu Xingyun's ghost-like afterimage from flying around in all directions.

Lu Xingyun thought that he could avoid the eleventh form in this way, but it was so simple.

Just as Lu Xingyun was trying his best to change his position, Ryazan finally moved. I saw that Ryazan was holding a sword in his left hand and stabbed a few seemingly casually in the air, followed by a series of sword qi that was intertwined with glory and glory falling from the sky. These sword qi did not disappear with time, but became more and more, and each sword was closely linked to each other. One withered and one prosperous, withered and glorious are born together, life and death are connected, and reincarnation continues. So many withered sword qi were connected together, and they slowly condensed into a huge sword qi sword. This sword qi is permeated with the breath of withering glory, not the simple breath of dead wood, when the breath of dead wood contains the breath of prosperity, that is, withered glory is born, the cycle is continuous, life and death cherish each other.

Lu Xingyun, who cast the green dragon step and kept teleporting, was also restricted by this sword formed by thousands of withered glory.