In the back garden of Xufu, when everyone was fighting inseparably, the famous "Flowing Frost Sword Immortal" Lu Huoli suddenly killed, and the first person he had to deal with was Yuan Tiangang, the Qintianjian who was watching the battle.

For a long time, there has always been a kind of hostility between cultivators and demons in the world. Lu Huoli saw that Yuan Tiangang was dressed in a Taoist robe, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones, and after rushing to the Xu Mansion, the first person to take his life was Yuan Tiangang!

Lu Huoli shook the Frost Sword from his right hand, and saw that the five-foot-long Qingfeng drew a circle in the air, and ten thousand points of sword light scattered out of the circle, heading straight for Yuan Tiangang. His first move was the trick "Bright Lonely Moon" in his "Flowing Frost Sword Technique".

Since he became famous, he has not easily used his sword, but today, he saw that the outside of the Xu Mansion was full of soldiers, which was conducive to quick combat, and at the moment, he was a trick as soon as he made a move.

Although Yuan Tiangang has practiced Taoism since he was a child, his martial arts are not strong after all, and when he saw this exquisite sword move at first glance, he couldn't help but be a little flustered, and it was too late to sacrifice the magic weapon.

I saw that the frost sword with a frost killing aura, towards Yuan Tiangang, and then the sword to the air, oblique stabbing in a thin blade long knife has been silently handed over, under the intersection of swords, only to hear the sound of "ding", for a while, the sword light is shining, the sword shadow is heavy, Lu Huoli's exquisite sword move, was broken by the long knife.

Lu Huoli suddenly made a trick, full of thought that he should succeed, but at first glance saw a man with a knife sideways in front of him, the man was about forty years old, not tall, mediocre appearance, but the internal strength of the body was amazing, just a simple move, he would resolve his trick, he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart, so he hugged his fist as a salute, and asked.

"In the indecent frost sword immortal Lu Huoli, dare to ask, who is Your Excellency?"

"What a 'Flowing Frost Sword Immortal'! Today, I've been taught by Cheng Wanli!"

The person who made the knife was Cheng Wanli, the chief manager of the forbidden army, and he immediately returned the salute with his fists and replied loudly.

Cheng Wanli saw that Lu Huo was coming from the sky, and the first move was a domineering sword move full of frost killing aura. Although he and Lu Huoli had just made a move, he saw that the other party's frost sword qi was powerful, and his internal strength was even more shocking, so he secretly admired him.

"It turned out to be General Cheng, disrespectful, disrespectful!"

Lu Huoli is still in his mouth with the word "respect", a frost sword in his hand, a large circle has been drawn in the air, and ten thousand cold rays have been conjured in the circle, and a little cold light is like a twinkling star, coming all over the body, it is the thirty-six tricks of his self-created "Flowing Frost Sword Technique" of "Ten Thousand Households Pounding Clothes". Under the shroud of those 10,000 points of cold, Cheng Wanli seemed to be unavoidable.

Cheng Wanli shook his spirits, his body did not avoid the opposite, the thin-bladed long knife in his hand was pointed directly in the center, and the third type of "Seven Styles of Tibetan Wind" "Flying Sand in the Wind" was even out, only to see the long knife in his hand swaying vertically and horizontally, the tip of the knife was chaotic, and the sky was full of knife shadows, which happened to be intertwined with the ten thousand points of cold light of Lu Huoli. For a while, the swords hit each other, and in the midst of the sparks, only the sound of "ding-ding-ding" was heard endlessly, and both of them felt numb, and they both secretly praised each other's skills.

Lu Huo left the long sword horizontally, swung up and down, and made three moves in a row, "Hong Yan Long Flying", "Fish and Dragon Dive", "Idle Pool Falling Flowers", the long sword from top to bottom, stabbed from three ways towards Cheng Wanli.

Cheng Wanli's body was slightly sideways, the long knife slashed obliquely, and the fourth style of the "Seven Styles of Tibetan Wind" "Gale Rising" suddenly came out, his moves were simplified, and a thin-bladed long knife protruded like a strong wind, making a whirring sound, blocking all the exquisite swordsmanship of Lu Huoli's three moves.

Lu Huo couldn't help but secretly applaud, he had countless enemies in his life, but he had rarely encountered strong enemies over the years, and he often controlled the enemy with just a stroke of his hand against ordinary opponents. The last time he fought against Li Yi, the king of Zhao, in Qiushuiyuan in Chang'an City, he only fought two moves, and he didn't enjoy it at all. Today, he met such a strong opponent as Cheng Wanli again, and for a while, there was a sense of pride in his chest. Single

At that moment, Lu Huo jumped up in the air, and his long body soared into the sky like a lone eagle. Others are in the air, their left palm is empty, but what comes with the palm power is the frost and snow in the sky, and the frost and snow are falling one after another, and anyone can't help but see a flower. In this frost and snow, Lu Huoli waved the long sword in his right hand, but the five-foot Qingfeng was like a long horse, trembling left and right, and the tip of the sword fell from the sky, surrounded by frost and snow, and went straight to the top of Cheng Wanli's head......

This move is the most proud trick in Lu Huoli's life, "Frost in the Sky".

At this moment, his face did not change, a long knife in his hand swung obliquely to the left, and suddenly slashed to the right, the seventh type of the seven styles of Tibetan wind, "Ten Thousand Miles Chasing the Wind" swung out again, a knife turned into seven knives in vain, the knife was as fast as lightning, the knife technique was fierce like a gale, and the knives were all rushing to land the long sword of Huoli. When his long knife came up to meet him, his left palm secretly used his true power, but he struck out with all his strength towards Lu Huoli in the air!

The two of them showed their own tricks in their lives, this time, the swords intersected, the palms struck each other, in the sound of gold and iron impact, everyone in the back garden heard a "bang", and the two of them received a palm angrily. Under the agitation of the palm wind, the two of them each jumped two steps back.

"Okay! Flowing Frost Sword Immortal, it really deserves its name!"

After Cheng Wanli praised the word "good", he did not hesitate at the moment, and slashed his body vertically, and the thin-bladed long knife in his hand slashed into the air, with the sound of whirring wind, the second type of the seven styles of Tibetan wind, "wind sweeping leaves", and stabbed towards Lu Huoli again.

Lu Huoli has also risen up, his long sword is swept across the air, the sword shadow is floating left and right, the sword light is faint, and a move "Slanting Moon Sinking" immediately greeted him again.

"Okay! what a 'Wind Chasing Invincible Sword'!"

When Lu Huo left the sword, he didn't forget to praise Cheng Wanli.

Cheng Wanli's long knife swirled, and everything was horizontal, and the third type of the seven styles of Tibetan wind, "Flying Sand in the Wind", was used again, only to see the long knife in his hand swinging, and in the shadow of the knife in the sky turned by the tip of the knife, his left hand pointed into a knife, and he also followed to slash towards Lu Huo's door.

"Lu Liushuang, Cheng Mou's nickname, you still know it!" Cheng Wanli said calmly when he made a sharp move.

It turned out that the general manager of the forbidden army, who was known as the "No. 1 master in the capital", actually had a name in the rivers and lakes, called "Chasing the Wind Invincible Sword", but this journey of thousands of miles lived in the capital for a long time and served the Daqian court, and even he himself seemed to forget that he still had the identity of a swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

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At this time, in the back garden of the Xu Mansion, the two sides in each array were fighting fiercely. Among the people who practice martial arts, only Cui Fengjiao, who is sitting on the ground, is sitting on the ground, although he is healing Luan Yutao, who is closing his eyes and exercising his skills, but after all, he can see with his own eyes the style of the two masters at that time, fighting swords in the back garden.

In Cui Feng's eyes, he saw Lu Huoli's five-foot long sword, with a breath of frost, like flowing clouds, like flying lightning, flying up and down, fluttering left and right, and the sword qi was like a mountain and a sea, surging endlessly;

Seeing these two martial arts masters, in the back garden of the Xu Mansion in front of them, they displayed their own life's unique skills, and they were so dark and indistinguishable that Cui Fengyi couldn't help but be a little stupid, so that he put his palms against Luan Yutao's back, and forgot to convey the true yuan......