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On the battle platform, a clear sword groan suddenly sounded, and an invisible sharp qi cut through the air, Yi Zixuan's heart moved slightly, his eyes glanced sideways, and he saw that the clothes on his shoulders were torn an inch-long gap.

His eyes were slightly condensed, Yi Zixuan turned around to look, Lou Xuan walked towards him step by step, the blue iron long sword behind him roared softly, and the pitch-black animal skin scabbard had already become tattered.

Lou Xuan's appearance is very ordinary, but his temperament is not bad, at this moment he already understands how powerful the opponent in front of him is, and he is very likely not to be an opponent, but he still said: "You and I are both swordsmen, let's take a sword." ”

Yi Zixuan stared at Lou Xuan and found that his eyes were very pure, without any impurities, some were just invisible edges, his gaze was very firm, and his spiritual will was condensed to a terrifying point, and even in it, there were wisps of sharp energy, depending on the degree, it was only a few points worse than himself.

This is not trivial, even the spiritual will is dyed with the edge of the sword, this is the sincerity of the sword in the opponent, the so-called sincerity. The gold and stone are open, not just talking.

Yi Zixuan understands this truth very well, because he is the person in this way.

"When it's time to draw the sword, I'll do it. Yi Zixuan replied very seriously, without any irony.

Lou Xuan was silent, but as he approached, the sound of the sword groaned and rose, in Yi Zixuan's spiritual world, a cyan iron sword was condensed, this is Lou Xuan's potential, an ordinary blue iron sword, but in Yi Zixuan's spiritual world, it burst out with an amazing sharp aura, cutting through nothingness.

This sharp qi is indestructible, penetrating everything, raging in Yi Zixuan's spiritual world, wanting to destroy everything, Yi Zixuan did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly hooked the will of the galaxy, and the huge starlight giant suppressed the spiritual world, and the green iron sword was immediately shocked out.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, but soon, Lou Xuan's gaze was dull again, his steps became faster and faster, together with the green iron sword behind him, the sword groaned like a dragon.

It was close, and when it was only ten zhang away from Yi Zixuan, the green iron sword behind Lou Xuan was finally unsheathed.

Boom!

A cyan sword light was gorgeous and fierce, and the cyan sword qi that was nearly zhang long was uncertain, without any fancy, and stabbed towards Yi Zixuan's chest. This sword seems to be ordinary, but in fact, it is chasing wind and electricity, breaking through the speed of sound, and has already cut off all Yi Zixuan's retreats.

"This is, the light-chasing sword technique?" Lei Su's face was straight, and he was a little unsure, "There is a shadow of the light-chasing sword technique, but it is a little plausible. ”

The light-chasing swordsmanship, known for its speed and power, is an extremely powerful and extremely difficult swordsmanship in Lousang Village, so even though it is powerful, few people choose such swordsmanship.

But once practiced, it is naturally extraordinary, in the third ten-year competition, there are people in Lousang Village who rely on the magic of chasing light swordsmanship, with the cultivation of Daoji Xiaocheng as a hard opponent of Daoji Dacheng, and even occasionally have the upper hand, even if the Yuan Force is exhausted in the end, it also fights a tie.

Since then, Lousang Village has begun to rise, and that person was young at the time, since that ten-year competition, he participated in it again, won the first place in the youth group, and then inexplicably abandoned the sword to learn boxing, dedicated to cultivation, and finally broke through the realm of knowledge and Tibet more than ten years later, and became the supernatural person of Lousang Village.

"I passed it on to Xuan'er," Lou Huairen said in a deep voice, "Decades ago, when I was still young, I thought I was talented and could break all obstacles with the long sword in my hand, until I was defeated by the three swords, a middle-class and upper-strength disciple of the ancient family of Tianyang City at that time, and I lost cleanly, I was disheartened, so I gave up the sword and learned boxing, but I didn't expect to get what I wanted, and finally broke into the realm of knowledge and Tibet......"

"Xuan'er's qualifications are better than mine, and his understanding of swordsmanship is far beyond ordinary people, on the basis of chasing light swordsmanship, he has integrated his own perception to make it more powerful, and it is difficult to meet opponents in the same level. ”

Speaking of this, Lou Huairen's eyes flickered, and he said: "However, he has empty qualifications, but he does not have superior exercises, the most important thing is that he does not have enough resources, his cultivation speed is just unsatisfactory, and he is not worthy of his qualifications at all, I don't want him to follow my old path." So, he can't lose!"

"Even if he loses......" Lou Huairen's eyes were firm, "We can't lose!"

Lei Su and Lou Huairen were secretly planning something, so they naturally knew what he meant, and Chao Lie didn't seem to understand it, and only felt that he had faintly come into contact with the reason for the alliance between the two, but there was still the most important point that he hadn't figured out.

What exactly are they planning?

Even though a six-mile-long red copper vein is precious, I'm afraid it is not worthy of them.

On the battle platform.

The edge of this sword was too strong, even Yi Zixuan felt that his skin was painful, and there was a tendency to be cut open, and behind him, the dark purple Xingyuan Sword hummed, and it flew out of its sheath and flew up, colliding with the blue iron sword in the air.

Yikes!

There were countless sparks bursting out, and the Xingyuan Sword flew back upside down and fell into Yi Zixuan's hands, this simple temptation, the two were evenly divided.

When!when!

The two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant, and in Yi Zixuan's induction, Lou Xuan's sword seemed to turn into a glow, pervasive, each sword flashed with brilliant colors, but at the same time pointed to the flaw, each sword was sharp, his sword turned into countless afterimages, it seemed that there were hundreds of iron swords shot at the same time, and the violent sword whistle was connected, and there was a momentum of breaking everything.

The Feiyun Sword Technique bloomed in Yi Zixuan's hands, from the first type of wind and clouds, to the second type of clouds and fog, and the third type of floating clouds covering the sun...... The ninth style saw the sun, completely integrated in Yi Zixuan's hands, and there was no flaw in it, as if he had practiced for decades, and his swordsmanship was so pure that it was amazing.

There was a breeze blowing, turning into a cold and murderous machine, and a silver sword qi rushed into the sky, outlined into clouds, sword clouds gathered, and a round of silver sun illuminated the four directions, breaking the light of the road.

The battle platform is in all directions.

Many Daoji masters were dazzled and dazzled, Yi Zixuan's speed was too fast, as if they were completely integrated into nothingness, one was as pervasive as light, and the other was as invisible as the wind, only to see the sword shadow staggered in the sky, and the vitality gushed into rain.

The battle became more and more intense, Lou Xuan completely showed his combat power, and the light-chasing sword technique was exerted to the extreme in his hands, and began to sublimate to the extreme, breaking through the original limitations, every sword seemed to come to life, and every sword turned into light, like the color of the blue sky.

No one knows how many swords he struck at this moment.

Every time he struck out, there were nine swords, ten swords, even ten swords, dozens of swords, and each sword had almost no interval, and the sharp cyan sword qi pierced through everything, shrouding the void of ten zhang, and the air was torn to shreds like tissue paper.

A strong opponent can often stimulate a person's potential, although Lou Xuan did not make a breakthrough in cultivation at this time, but he went to a higher level in swordsmanship, and his power exploded.

"Could it be that there is really a chance to turn defeat into victory!" Lei Su saw it clearly, and couldn't help but think of this in his heart.

But Lou Huairen seemed to see himself in Lou Xuan, and he felt a lot of emotion, and he strengthened his inner decision.

"Zixuan won't lose. ”

Lin Zhan's expression was calm, not revealing the slightest emotional fluctuation, and on his right hand, the battle sword was simple and unpretentious, only occasionally circulating a faint red light.

Everyone in Youchao Village was uneasy, staring closely at the every move of the two people on the battle platform.

At this moment, Lou Xuan's swordsmanship was sharp, the sword shadows were heavy, layer upon layer, enveloping the void around Yi Zixuan, and the sword qi of the zhang long cut through the air, piercing the sound, and it was already difficult to see Yi Zixuan's figure.

Just as he broke through the bottleneck of swordsmanship, his heart was overjoyed, his body was full of qi and blood, and his sword qi turned into rain, converging into a long river of sword light, ready to defeat his opponent and make a final decision, the situation suddenly changed.

But he saw Yi Zixuan facing the long river of sword light, walking with the sword, and in an instant, the silver sword light flowed uncertainly, and the purple sword shadow flickered into a cloud.

Lou Xuan's heart suddenly burst!

In the infinite sword shadow, only a majestic and lofty sword groan was heard, and the sword roar was like thunder, like a landslide, like a tsunami, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Yi Zixuan slashed down with a sword, and the void roared again and again, and a long arc of moonlight floated, crossing a beautiful trajectory under the starry sky, tearing the long river of sword light like a broken bamboo!

Boom!

The sparks splashed, the Qingtie Sword was shaken away, and the Xingyuan Sword converged all its edges and fixed three inches in front of Lou Xuan's throat.

"I lost. ”