How strong Li Wenshuo is, this point, except for himself, there is no second person in this world who can clearly know.

The border line, the perception between life and death and despair many times, and all kinds of breakthroughs that can be called coincidences, have made his kendo reach a mysterious and mysterious realm.

He just stood there, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and the majestic sword intent rose to the sky, and before he knew it, the white clouds in the sky above the nine heavens all collapsed to a corner, and before the black clothes, the four heavenly demon banner swords unabashedly circled around, and the demonic qi rose.

Three feet in front of him, the Taoist priest was still transcendent from the world, his cyan Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, and his immortal aura was so strong that he was almost about to ascend to heaven.

But there was a shock in his eyes that could not be concealed, and in an instant, the middle and index fingers of his right hand disappeared.

He raised his head and glanced at the cyan long sword, looking at the mottled cloud patterns on the sword's body, his pupils shrunk, he had heard of this sword for a long time, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, the shadow of the peerless sword saint that appeared once in a thousand years appeared in his mind.

Li Wenshuo and Shangguan Yu are definitely two completely different people, although they are from the same lineage, but not only are they different, but even their swordsmanship is different.

But now, in his eyes, the two figures almost coincided.

Although he was wounded, he did not lose much of his combat strength.

But it's just that after this blow, he doesn't have much fighting spirit in his heart, what he pursues is martial arts, it is the way of heaven, not the victory or defeat of life and death with people, he sees everything very openly, and his skills are not as good as people.

People looked at the four people surrounded by them, there was a quiet breath condensed in the air, and someone subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at the black-clothed swordsman, he just retreated the two strongest of them with just one sword.

I heard that he can also fly with Edgeworth, doesn't that mean that no matter how hard they fight, even if they fight with their lives, as long as he wants to leave, he can fly away?

In this case, you are destined to not win, so what a fart?

Although Liyang's soldiers are brave and good at fighting, for a battle that is destined to be won, no one is willing to fight with their lives.

Li Wenshuo didn't want to go, now Luo Jiuyi is fine, with her physique, although the injury is not light, but it has not hurt the root, and now she has begun to recover, and she only needs to cultivate for a period of time, and she can recover as before.

He remembered Li Juexian and Zhang Yuanzhi who were still trapped in that formation, I don't know what happened to them, are they fighting each other in two or two, or are they chatting together in mahjong?

Although based on what those four people have seen and heard, it is estimated that listening to them chat must be an extremely interesting thing, but at this time, it is definitely not the time to play mahjong.

Thinking of this, Li Wenshuo looked at the Taoist priest and eunuch in front of him, and said with a smile: "There are still some things that need to be troubled by the two of you." ”

Hearing this, the old Taoist priest and the old eunuch were stunned, and before they could react, Li Wenshuo had already made a move.

He still swung his sword as casually as before, first in the air, and then straight down, falling from the sky, without any fancy, as if it were about to cut him in half from beginning to end.

Such a simple swordsmanship, although it is back to the basics, but it is only simple to look at, in fact, it will never be so simple, and even, the old Taoist priest saw thirty-seven changes from it in just an instant, and came up with thirty-seven ways to deal with it.

No matter how much the sword changed, he could deal with it calmly, but he was still faintly uneasy in his heart, because the moment the young man in front of him appeared in front of him, he couldn't see through it.

A swordsman practices swords, and natural swords are like his people, and if you can't see through his people, what confidence can you say that you can see through his sword?

The realm of the old Taoist priest is superb, but after all, he has stayed in the palace for too long, pursued the way of heaven for too long, and has too little actual combat experience against the enemy.

The old eunuch saw this, and he made a move, although he didn't know what Li Wenshuo wanted to do, but if the old Taoist priest was defeated, it would be impossible for him to win alone, and he still had this self-knowledge.

There are countless helpers around, but they can't even make a move at this time, because the opponent is a friend of the emperor, a prince of the dynasty, and a new nobleman, and he said it well, and he didn't even make any big mistakes.

No one will make a move, if you really want to make a move, this is not clear, after all, the other party is now famous, he is the sword immortal in the hearts of the people of Liyang, he is a hero, if the master in the palace makes a move, what will the people of Liyang think?

It will chill the hearts of the Chinese people!

If it really came to that point, he would really have to apologize with death.

Now this matter can only be done by him and the old Taoist, and afterwards, it is also possible to say that it is a competition between martial artists, and for this reason, he is like several other masters in the crowd behind him when he is injured.

He punched Li Wenshuo out, this punch was also magnificent, and Li Wenshuo's sword at this time had already come out, either he took this punch and continued to shoot his sword towards the old Taoist, or he would withdraw his sword and retreat.

He believed that Li Wenshuo would put away his sword and retreat.

Because he knows the power of his punch, he specializes in hitting the big points of the human body, as long as he hits it, and the endless strength is instilled into it, even if it is a vajra physique, he will suffer a big loss.

But Li Wenshuo did not retreat.

He only slashed out with a sword, but he completely ignored his punch, why? He didn't know, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he punched out, and with all his strength, the endless aura of heaven and earth gathered in this punch.

When this sword fell, the old Taoist's pupils shrank, and the panic in his eyes became more and more serious, and this sword finally fell, and the thirty-seven changes he thought of did not happen, because this sword did not change at all.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his injured right hand flicked, and scarlet blood splashed in the air, he bit the tip of his tongue, and then spit out a mouthful of essence blood, which grew more than ten zhang in the wind, and turned out to be a terrifying and terrifying hideous blood dragon.

The blood dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, rising against the wind, full of momentum, while his master, the old Taoist priest, lost his breath the moment the blood dragon appeared, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

This is a forbidden technique used to save life on Dragon and Tiger Mountain, it is extremely powerful, but it consumes people's spiritual energy, this loss is irreversible, and anyone who pursues the way of heaven will never bother to use it.

He doesn't want to use it, but sometimes life is like this.

Li Wenshuo didn't change his moves, he was still the sword at the beginning, with his current realm, if he wanted to, he could make 10,000 swords at the moment of his shot, but he only made one sword in the end.

Thousands of swords converge into one sword.

This sword is the strongest, it can slash gods and immortals, it can cut everything in front of the sword into two, this sword is very fast, so fast that the blood dragon has just formed, and this sword is pierced into the blood dragon.

The hideous scales were lifelike, crashing into the air, flying towards the ground like a flying sword, but before it could hit the ground, the blood dragon had already collapsed.

The sword appeared in front of the old Taoist, and that powerful aura fell from the sky, enveloping him, making him unavoidable, and at that moment, he felt that he was going to die.

When the old eunuch's fist arrived, it was still slow for a moment, but it was as heavy as a mountain, but it did not hit the big hole on Li Wenshuo's body, and hit the solid field composed of four small black flags in front of Li Wenshuo.

There was a sudden shock between heaven and earth, as if something had shattered, Li Wenshuo's body was shaken, his face turned from red to white, and then to red, but he didn't stop at all.

But this sword did not pierce the old Taoist priest's eyebrows, but pierced his shoulder.

The old Taoist priest was stunned, and at this moment, Li Wenshuo stepped forward and stretched out his finger to connect a few times on the old Taoist priest's body, which was to seal the old Taoist priest's body.

Then he didn't turn around, he didn't look at it, the sword in his hand stabbed backwards at an incredible angle, this sword was very fast, the frightened old eunuch's pupils shrank, he was shocked into a cold sweat, and instantly withdrew more than ten zhang.

He didn't know the Heavenly Demon Banner Sword, but he also saw that this thing was strange, and it could actually block his full punch, in this way, Li Wenshuo was inherently invincible, not to mention that the opponent's strength was already above him.

But looking at his behavior, he obviously had the opportunity, but he didn't kill the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, but just sealed his martial arts, and he shouldn't have any worries about his life.

But what exactly does he want to do?

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Chapter summary How strong Li Wenshuo is, this point, except for himself, no other person in this world can clearly understand.

The border line, the perception between life and death and despair many times, and all kinds of breakthroughs that can be called coincidences, have made his kendo reach a mysterious and mysterious realm.

He just stood there, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and the majestic sword intent rose to the sky, and before he knew it, the white clouds in the sky above the nine heavens all collapsed to a corner, and before the black clothes, the four heavenly demon banner swords unabashedly circled around, and the demonic qi rose.

Three feet in front of him, the Taoist priest was still transcendent from the world, his cyan Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, and his immortal aura was so strong that he was almost about to ascend to heaven.

But there was a shock in his eyes that could not be concealed, and in an instant, the middle and index fingers of his right hand disappeared.

He raised his head and glanced at the cyan long sword, looking at the mottled cloud patterns on the sword's body, his pupils shrunk, he had heard of this sword for a long time, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, the shadow of the peerless sword saint that appeared once in a thousand years appeared in his mind.

Li Wenshuo and Shangguan Yu are definitely two completely different people, although they are from the same lineage, but not only are they different, but even their swordsmanship is different.

But now, in his eyes, the two figures almost coincided.

Although he was wounded, he did not lose much of his combat strength.

But it's just that after this blow, he doesn't have much fighting spirit in his heart, what he pursues is martial arts, it is the way of heaven, not the victory or defeat of life and death with people, he sees everything very openly, and his skills are not as good as people.

People looked at the four people surrounded by them, there was a quiet breath condensed in the air, and someone subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at the black-clothed swordsman, he just retreated the two strongest of them with just one sword.

I heard that he can also fly with Edgeworth, doesn't that mean that no matter how hard they fight, even if they fight with their lives, as long as he wants to leave, he can fly away?

In this case, you are destined to not win, so what a fart?

Although Liyang's soldiers are brave and good at fighting, for a battle that is destined to be won, no one is willing to fight with their lives.

Li Wenshuo didn't want to go, now Luo Jiuyi is fine, with her physique, although the injury is not light, but it has not hurt the root, and now she has begun to recover, and she only needs to cultivate for a period of time, and she can recover as before.

He remembered Li Juexian and Zhang Yuanzhi who were still trapped in that formation, I don't know what happened to them, are they fighting each other in two or two, or are they chatting together in mahjong?

Although based on what those four people have seen and heard, it is estimated that listening to them chat must be an extremely interesting thing, but at this time, it is definitely not the time to play mahjong.

Thinking of this, Li Wenshuo looked at the Taoist priest and eunuch in front of him, and said with a smile: "There are still some things that need to be troubled by the two of you." ”

Hearing this, the old Taoist priest and the old eunuch were stunned, and they didn't react yet