As the road moved forward step by step, the entire Jiangxin Island gradually dimmed, until he stopped at the referee's predetermined position, and the feeling of falling night eased.

The road stood silently forever, his gaze sank, falling on the hilt of his right hand, following the mysterious arc to look at the tip of the knife and the dirt pointed by the tip of the knife.

When Lou Cheng got closer, he finally raised his head, and his bright and pure eyes like a blade reflected the opponent's figure.

It's just such a simple single eye, but Lou Cheng feels like he has been hit on his forehead by a sharp blade of a divine weapon, the hairs on his back stand up one by one, and the surrounding environment is cut out of heaven and earth by the knife intent, shrinking into an isolated and closed "cage"!

Although the sword is not drawn, it is better than the knife drawn!

This kind of qi competition, Lou Chengshang encountered it for the first time, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, there is no truth under the fame.

At this moment, he seemed to be exiled to the desolate Gobi, facing the vast night alone, powerless to get rid of, with nowhere to get out.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Lou Cheng formed an "ice heart", which condensed into a mass of red, golden, and light blue around his body, illuminating the darkness and fighting against the shrouded knife momentum.

The road never stopped, indifferently looking at his "five fires" achievements, each surrounding.

It was only at this time that the referee determined the situation, raised his right hand, and said loudly:

"Conversation time begins!"

Lu Yongyong half-raised his head, looked away from Lou Cheng, looked at the clouds in the distance, and said in a low and magnetic voice:

"My sword technique originated from the 'Black Sky Immeasurable Sutra', and it was achieved after six years of hard fighting. ”

When he said this, his expression did not change at all, his deep and three-dimensional facial features, flashing green eyes actually gave people a sense of gods and demons, and the neatly combed hair was inexplicably dyed with vicissitudes.

What did he want to express? Lou Cheng knew very well that the Guanwai Alliance was based on the "Black Heaven Immeasurable Sutra", that is, the "Dark Division" mastery, and mixed with a physical divine skill.

Lu never waited for his opponent's answer, stared at the horizon, and continued to himself:

"In recent years, I have often felt the existence of shackles, and the mastery of my predecessors is both a help and a cage, and my sword skills come from here, and it is time to get rid of them. ”

He retracted his gaze and looked at Lou Cheng's eyes again, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked:

"I spent five whole years, re-examined myself, examined the knife technique, and finally gained something, before I met a strong enemy, instinct defeated the strange, I have not been able to use it, the impulse to swing the 'knife' is getting stronger and stronger, this battle came at the right time. ”

Halfway through hearing this, Lou Cheng roughly understood what the opponent wanted to say.

Lu Yong has learned in the first half of his life, and has created his own unique knife technique, but due to the successive encounters with similar opponents in the first few rounds, under strong oppression, he habitually used the original moves, and did not find the opportunity to sharpen his new kung fu in actual combat.

Now, he's going to test himself with a knife.

Without waiting for Lou Cheng to speak, Lu Yong handed over the weapon to his left hand, and his right hand grasped the hilt of the knife that had been rubbed to the bridle, and stated half proudly and half calmly:

"As long as you block my nine knives, this one will be counted as my loss!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience listening to the broadcast sound was in an uproar.

"This, this is too contemptuous of people, right?" "Nie Qiqi" posted in astonishment.

In her opinion, even in the face of a strong person with an intact title, as long as it is not the kind of "Dragon King" and "Martial Saint", even if Lou Cheng will lose in the end, he will lose badly, and he will not be defeated in nine moves, and there is no problem in holding out twenty or thirty moves, and it is normal to play for five or six minutes!

"That's it!" "The long night is coming" Yan Xiaoling and "Phantom Fan" couldn't find any other explanation, so they could only follow and echo.

This man is so arrogant!

The "Guy Dragon King" replied "funny": "Among you, the agitation method of the 'God Slashing Knife'. ”

"Well, yes. Yan Xiaoling scratched her head and said, "That senior really survived the nine swords, will Lu always admit defeat?"

"Surely!" everyone is watching, in broad daylight, a mouthful of spit and a nail!, unless he doesn't want that old face anymore!" The Dragon King replied without hesitation.

How can a warrior not be face-conscious?

Yan Xiaoling was "puzzled" and asked again: "Then if the senior is not excited, doesn't he dig a pit for himself?"

"Well, that shows that he has a lot of confidence in his self-created sword technique!" said the Dragon King of the World, categorically.

"Look, you also said it, his self-confidence is inflated, he looks down on people too much, and he is too arrogant!" Yan Xiaoling turned the topic back again.

"......" and "Conquer the Dragon King" were immediately speechless, and only replied after a while, ", you have an IQ online today......"

......

It was the first time for Lou Cheng to encounter this kind of thing, and if he said that he was not angry or angry, it must be false, but he quickly relied on "Bing Xin" to subdue all kinds of excited thoughts, and doubted the true intention of Qi Lu forever.

He wants to provoke me?

Let me lose my cool and choose to be reckless?

No, he should know very well that I have trained to become a "hole enemy ice heart", and similar psychological warfare will not have too good results......

Is it true to play?

In the midst of his thoughts, Lou Cheng's eyes became as deep as the starry sky, and he replied in a tone without a little wave:

"Then I'll wait to see the sword skills of my predecessors. ”

He neither agreed to the Nine Swords Covenant, nor did he deny it, and he couldn't deal with it.

Lu Yong bowed slightly, half-closed his eyes, and said no more, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

After a while, the referee who arrived at the edge of Jiangxin Island puffed up his dantian and shouted:

"Let's go!"

Zheng!

A long and distant sound suddenly came out of the scabbard of Lu Yong, like a true dragon chanting in the depths of the deep sea, echoing in Lou Cheng's ears and heart.

As soon as the sound of this knife whistle appeared, it reached its peak, Lu Yong's left hand flicked and loosened, and Huo Ran pulled out the world-famous "God Cutting Knife" with his right palm.

The waist turned, the shoulders were pulled, and the knife light cut through the distance of more than 30 meters and slashed towards Lou Cheng.

It seemed to absorb all the brilliance around it, making itself brighter and purer, making the area within a radius of twenty meters darker and darker, and all kinds of hidden dangers brewing in the depths.

The golden, crimson, and lilac colors that coiled around Lou Cheng's body were "eroded" by the darkness, shrinking rapidly, almost out of control, like snow encountering the scorching midday sun.

And in his eyes, the line of "heavenly light" was brilliant and dazzling, constantly trembling and splitting, and each tremor seemed to contain a change, corresponding to different ways to dodge.

At this moment, Lou Cheng rarely hesitated, only feeling that it was not good to retreat, and it was not right to prevent it.

Once you unfold your body, you may be able to flash the sword light, but you can't escape the terrifying darkness, and vice versa!

This is a natural and coordinated knife of double attack!

The thought flashed, and the "god" shined outside, Lou Cheng no longer hesitated, and followed the final judgment and responded.

He violently gathered the fireballs of red, light blue, and lilac that had dissolved most of them, and turned them into a round of "stars" that did not explode but emitted light and heat.

The moment the darkness was illuminated, he suddenly raised his hands and slapped at the sword light from both sides, and the position of his palms opposite each other was deep and cold!

Syllable!

The constant trembling and chopping knife light was like a mosquito, and it couldn't hide from its palms, and it was finally pressed by them.

Zziz!

The splendor gathered on the "God Slashing Knife" was about to explode, but it was swallowed up by the "darkness", and the mud cow entered the sea and there was no trace.

Light against black, dark against light!

Between the lightning and fire, Lou Cheng grasped the characteristics of his own "cosmic flow", showed his strengths, showed the "stars" on the outside, and hid the "pitch black" inside, and finally barely blocked the first knife of the road forever.

But before he could see the appearance of the slashing knife, or the coldness of its metal, he heard the sound of the blade trembling at high speed, and found that there was nothing between his palms!

The "God Slashing Knife" is gone, eerily gone, as if it never existed!

At this moment, the surroundings were dark, and the long knife seemed to melt into it!

Lou Cheng's premonition of danger rose sharply in his heart, he used force under his feet, his waist swinged, and he bounced away more than ten meters at once.

At the same time, he punched the "Yan Emperor" and the punch "Ice Spirit" frantically smashed out in front of him, alternating wildly with white and purple flames and white frost filled with ice crystals.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A few times later, Lou Cheng's fist covered with heavy purple flames hit the real thing, causing flames to splash everywhere, and the long knife that had disappeared appeared in front of the person!

Due to the unstability of his feet in the retreat, after blocking the "God Slashing Knife", Lou Cheng's body swayed, and then staggered.

At this time, Lu Yong Huo Ran bent his back, bounced out, and ran around the opponent at high speed, leaving nine "figures" that existed at the same time in an instant.

And each of his "figures" carried a long knife, slashing forward fiercely, the knife light was deep and terrifying, turning into a torrential rain, enveloping Lou Cheng.

Lou Cheng only felt that the enemy finally stretched his posture and showed his "original form", a black dragon with nine heads circled and bitten, and the nine mouths opened together, tearing at the same time, violent and ferocious!

The "figure" must be mostly remnants, but the sword light can really be divided into nine paths!

Attacked in all directions, there was danger everywhere, Lou Cheng couldn't find a gap to dodge, so he could only condense the ice wall and cover his body.

The knife light "tore" the crystal and made it quickly fall apart.

And seizing this short-term barrier, Lou Cheng made a visualization and held his strength.

Bang bang bang!

As soon as the "ice wall" was completely broken, he had already exploded his Dan Qi, and frantically punched out his fists covered with incandescent white and slightly purple, aggression like fire, and attack like fire!

Dangdang!

With the help of the god overhead, Lou Cheng's machine-gun-like fist shattered most of the remaining sword light, shattering the darkness that enveloped him, and then, he took a few steps back, pulling the distance to meet the fourth sword that would always follow.

At this time, Lou Cheng seemed to be unharmed on the surface, but the clothes behind him were torn, and a foot-long knife edge appeared, and the flesh and blood rolled up, and the color was black.

On the other side, Lu Yonghui did not take advantage of the situation to bully, but stood in place, and said with a slight hook at the corner of his mouth:

"The three swords just now are called Zhidark, Wuge and Jiuyin. ”

"Now it's the fourth knife. ”

He paused, and the long knife slashed out again, accompanied by that low, magnetic voice:

"Fang Yuan. ”

The fourth knife, Fang Yuan!