Wang Jianfei slashed over, and Li Mu's stick also swept over, neither of them seemed to intend to dodge the other's blow, and they had the posture of ending up together. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Mu is gambling.

At the last moment, Li Mu's right hand holding the stick did not tremble at all. Seeing that Wang Jianfei's sword was about to fall on his face, and Li Mu's stick was about to smash into Wang Jianfei's waist.

Wang Jianfei closed his eyes tightly, and his short eyebrows leaned together, looking a little funny.

The next moment, his body suddenly staggered to the right, dodging Li Mu's stick. His vertical sword slashed into the air, and the bodies of the two exchanged places.

Li Mu's face showed a little imperceptible smile, his forward body stopped, reached out and patted the storage bag, took out a magic weapon and activated it.

After Li Mu activated the six-grade magic weapon "Golden Crystal Sun Flame Bell", the bell made a soft sound, and a golden light emitted from the top of the bell. In a flash of golden light, a huge bell-shaped shield was formed in front of Li Mu's body, completely protecting his figure.

The golden light on the shield is very beautiful against the backdrop of the sunset that is about to fall.

Not far away, Wang Jianfei, who had his eyes closed, turned his body to Li Mu and rushed towards him again.

Li Mu lifted the red fire stick and turned to meet him.

There was no light on the sword, and the fire flowed in the stick, and the two struck together again. Under the collision of the two, Li Mu's strength was slightly superior, and Wang Jianfei's body was knocked back a few steps.

With a shield around him, Li Mu had no scruples, and strode forward again, stick after stick, like a storm, and attacked Wang Jianfei one after another.

After a cup of tea, the Sword Sect's disciple's shirt was cold and wet, and his eyebrows were furrowed. Li Mu is like a dragon and a tiger, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, his speed is getting faster and faster, and the strength between his hands has not decreased at all.

Around his body, the golden shield still existed, and with two dantians, he had enough yuan power in his body to support the activation of this magic weapon for more than two hours.

The transparent flames on the red fire stick would quietly leave some traces on Wang Jianfei's sword every time Li Mu attacked, and after hundreds of exchanges, a black trace of breath appeared in the middle of this iron sword.

Wang Jianfei still showed no signs of opening his eyes, during the whole process of fighting Li Mu, his breathing was very steady, even now, he was already sweating profusely, and he still couldn't hear the slightest disturbance in his breathing.

Just from his frowning brows, and his movements that hadn't changed much from the beginning to the present, Li Mu couldn't judge what his true state was, and what he was thinking about in his heart.

The many spectators in the audience were also quiet-seeing that Li Mu took out another fine magic weapon, many of the human monks were full of envy, and there were also those who were secretly jealous and greedy.

From the beginning to the present, Li Mu has only played four games, and he has taken out a total of five magic weapons, using countless spirit runes, and his wealth is so rich that many disciples of the Transformation Stage and even the disciples of the Foundation Building Period present feel breathtaking.

The sharp-eyed ones saw the boots on his feet, noticed his incredibly fast movement, and recognized them as a magic weapon. As a result, Li Mu's image of many treasures and wealth left a deep impression in the hearts of the disciples of various factions in the Xuanying Realm for the first time.

Although all the demon clans didn't know much about the things of magic weapons, they also knew that the Terran cultivators who had so many magic weapons at the same time were definitely not easy to mess with—like Li Mu, who had strong physical strength and was proficient in the way of spirit runes, and could drive many magic weapons at the same time, he was simply the nemesis of all demon cultivators of the same level.

So far, the only shortcoming that Li Mu has shown, or the only thing that has not surprised everyone, is his mastery of spells and low-level spells.

Except for the previous battle against Bai Yujie, he casually threw a few low-level spells, Li Mu never used any spells against the enemy in the competition.

In fact, for most cultivators in the mortal stage, spells and low-level spells were an important foundation for their strength, after all, it was impossible for ordinary cultivators to have so many magic weapons like Li Mu.

Back to business.

But Li Mu's face was relaxed, and he smashed a stick on Wang Jianfei's sword again. His sword holding hands was still very steady, but since Li Mu took out the Golden Crystal Sun Flame Bell, he never fought back in the face of Li Mu's attack.

However, after parrying Li Mu's high-intensity attacks so many times in a row, he couldn't see any fatigue on his face at all.

Moreover, after fighting with Li Mu for such a long time, the aura on his body was still extremely stable, and every time he parried Li Mu's sword, he didn't seem to use Yuan Force.

If he could really resist Li Muyuan's sixfold attack without using Yuan Force, then the performance of this Sword Sect boy who was not amazing could not be guessed and evaluated so simply.

Li Mu knew that even if the monks of the Seven Swords Sect majored in swordsmanship and sword qi, they needed the support of Yuan Li. In this cultivation realm, there is no powerful Terran monk who does not need Yuan Li when he uses powerful moves.

Reiki is the source of Yuan Li, and Yuan Li is the source of the monk's power.

Therefore, it is quite debatable what the swordsmanship practiced by Wang Jianfei, who was fighting with Li Mu with his eyes closed.

Is there really a sword technique in the heavens and the earth that can compete with the monks who possess the sixfold power of the Yuan Demon without using any Yuan Force? If so, if this set of sword techniques is extended to the entire human race, then where is there still room for the low-level demon race to survive in these heavens and ten thousand worlds?

There is absolutely no such thing as a cultivator's sword technique that does not use Yuan Force!

The one hundred and seventy sticks, Li Mu gasped slightly, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

Wang Jianfei opened his eyes.

Sunset over the West Mountains.

What a pair of bright eyes!

Li Mu was shocked, the moment Wang Jianfei opened his eyes, Li Mu's heart was alarmed, and he almost subconsciously released the yuan power in his body without reservation, and stimulated the shield of the Golden Crystal Sun Flame Bell to the greatest extent.

At the same time, the green silk wrapped around the rattan armor tightly on his body also flashed with a burst of blue light, forming a shield on his body again.

Almost at the moment when Li Mu finished doing this, a cold light flashed in Wang Jianfei's eyes, and then his body moved, and he stepped over a distance of several zhang and came to Li Mu's side.

Li Mu didn't have time to make any more moves, so he could only raise the red fire stick in his hand as fast as he could, blocking it in front of him.

From the beginning of the war to the present, Wang Jianfei, who had never emitted any yuan power fluctuations, had a great momentum, and on top of his inconspicuous iron sword, a burst of intense white light suddenly bloomed.

In Li Mu's senses, the yuan power in this person's body was like water falling from a bottle, pouring straight out, all poured into the sword he held in both hands.

A white sword light visible to the naked eye lit up, and this sword light expanded and contracted like a living thing, and then in Li Mu's horrified gaze, it was like cutting tofu, and it was extremely easy to break through the light shield that was said to be able to resist the six-grade spell.

Immediately, in a flash, he slashed straight towards Li Mu's front door.

The sword light broke through the shield of the Golden Crystal Sun Flame Bell, and the small bell-shaped magic weapon let out a soft sound and fell silent.

Li Mu's heart sank, but he found that under the traction of this sword qi, it was very difficult for him to even move his steps.

The momentum on Wang Jianfei's body reached its peak, and a white light several feet long rippled out of the long sword, slashing at the red fire stick in Li Mu's hand.

The strength was unexpectedly small, Li Mu had just had such an idea in his heart, and he saw a sneer on the corner of Wang Jianfei's mouth, and then his body squatted slightly, and the hands holding the sword shrank slightly, and he actually pulled his iron sword out of the white light as if he had drawn a sword!

Although the sword body was separated, the sword light still existed, and it fiercely suppressed the stick in Li Mu's hand, leaving him with no time to take care of him.

After an instant, Wang Jianfei stepped forward and stabbed a sword into Li Mu's abdomen - he avoided the vital point on Li Mu's body, obviously thinking that Li Mu would definitely not be able to resist this sword.

There was a faint white light on the sword, and Fang Cai's blow had consumed most of his Yuan Force, so the power of this sword was only slightly higher than when he didn't use Yuan Force before.

Li Mu's figure was still immobile, and the sword light on the stick in his hand not only contained good power, but also had a strange traction qi. It was this qi that fiercely suppressed Li Mu's body, making it difficult for him to move his body.

The sword reached his body, easily tearing through the clothes in front of Li Mu's belly, but was blocked by his close-fitting rattan armor for a moment.

Wang Jianfei's brows furrowed, and with force in his hand, the white light on the iron sword condensed into a thin line, and it was extremely difficult to break through the rattan armor a little. A moment later, the hole widened to an inch wide.

The tip of Wang Jianfei's sword pierced.

His brows furrowed instantly, because after his sword touched Li Mu's skin, it was like a mid-defeat, and he could no longer pierce a single bit.

In his body, there was no trace of Yuan Force. Therefore, it is impossible for this sword to break through Li Mu's demon body with the sixfold defense power of the Yuan Demon.

Wang Jianfei shook his head, took a few steps back, and put his sword into its sheath.

At this time, the sword light that suppressed Li Mu also seemed to have lost its support and slowly dispersed.

Li Mu's brows were sweating heavily, but a look of relief flashed in his eyes.

In this competition, he won in the end.

The aura of the Golden Crystal Sun Flame Bell was scattered, and the green silk wrapped around the vine armor was directly broken, which took him nearly half an hour, and Wang Jianfei's strange fighting method and strange sword qi still failed to hurt him in the end.

"I throw in the towel. Wang Jianfei said this very calmly, and there was no unwillingness to resent. His clothes were soaked, a few drips of sweat were dripping from his dark face, and the sparkle in his eyes had dimmed.

However, his temperament is still very unique. Even if he said the words of admitting defeat at this time, there was still an endless vitality in his body, and Li Mu knew that this vitality would not be changed by anything.

The disciples of the Seven Swords Sect always have a special temperament, which is a conclusion that Li Mu has come to after observing many competitions. And on the unimpressive and short young man Wang Jianfei in front of him, such a temperament is particularly prominent. (To be continued.) )