My transformed system is poisonous

Luo Jin groaned, his energy and blood surged around his body, and he was almost torn apart.

There was a burst of explosions all over his body, and the black robe on his body rippled. Without even moving his footsteps, he unloaded the killing master's punch!

A flash of surprise flashed in Shi Lan's eyes, but his hands did not stop at all. His figure shot out with electricity, leaving a series of afterimages. In the blink of an eye, he stepped in front of Luo Jin. He immediately clenched his fist and raised his arm to press down!

The girl's slender arms are wrapped with a terrifying and huge power, like a diamond subduing a demon, there is no way to avoid it!

Under the punch, the air around Luo Jin was squeezed out, making a roar!

Luo Jin did not retreat, his back was like a dragon lying prone and sinking, then with thunderous movements, he rose into the sky, holding his palm to meet Shi Lan's brazen punch.

boom!

The fists and palms connected, and there was a loud bang like thunder, which overwhelmed the thunderstorm outside. The violent air flow swept in all directions, exploding water mist all over the sky.

Luo Jin took a step back, his face flushed, and he felt that his internal organs were violently shaken, his six internal organs were displaced, and he had suffered internal injuries.

Shi Lan was keenly aware of the weakening of Luo Jin's energy and blood. He dived down, exerted force on his waist and legs, and suddenly lunged forward, like an evil tiger coming out of its cage, and punched Luo Jin's waist and abdomen.

Bang bang bang!

Luo Jin's eyes were bloodshot, and a breath of inner energy sank into his organs. He did not dodge or evade. He connected with his fists and palms, and received Shi Lan's punches for more than ten times. He retreated and retreated again. His wrists felt swollen and painful, and his wrist bones were damaged. .

Even though his martial arts training is profound and his energy and blood are long-lasting, he is still old, and confrontation with force and head-on confrontation are not his strengths.

"call……"

Shi Lan couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, stopped, and continued to use the Vajra God Fist, which also caused a lot of load on her. The power brought by the Vajra God Fist increased ten times. , but the burden it brings is also ten times greater.

With her current strength, after two sets of Vajra God Fist, she would be exhausted and the fight would end quickly.

The Wuji disciples around him were all martial arts masters, and they quickly understood the situation. If this continued, Luo Jin would definitely lose.

A Wuji Sect disciple took a step forward and untied the long box he was carrying behind him. The lid of the box opened, revealing a silver unsheathed long sword. The sword was three feet seven inches long, with a blade like autumn frost. The whole body seemed to be made of silver, engraved with Countless complicated textures.

The moment the long box was opened, Shi Lan's eyes changed, and it turned out to be a magic weapon.

"Master, take the sword!"

The long sword rose into the air, as if it was spiritual, and was taken into Luo Jin's palm.

Luo Jin is not only a martial arts master, but also a top swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship. With a sharp sword in his hand, his strength has increased at least several times.

Luo Jin held a sword in his arms, pointed the tip of the sword diagonally at Shi Lan, and sighed.

"Ning'an, I am not as skilled as others, so I can only use weapons, don't be surprised."

In his opinion, Shi Lan had no chance of winning.

Sword showdown?

Shi Lan shook his head slightly, casually broke off a steel bar from the side, and held it in his palm. In an instant, his sharp energy was revealed, and eye-catching sword marks were printed on the surrounding water.

Luo Jin's breath couldn't help but stagnate. The girl in front of him seemed to instantly turn into an unsheathed heavenly sword, breathing out a terrifying and sharp aura.

Although Shi Lan had never devoted herself to practicing swordsmanship, she had inherited the legacy of a sword emperor. Although she did not inherit all of it in the end, the swordsmanship of Sword Emperor Guiyun still left traces on her body.

These traces are not even superficial compared to the inheritance of Sword Emperor Guiyun, but they still make Shi Lan's understanding of the way of swordsmanship as good as that of ordinary swordsmen.

As a swordsman, Luo Jin clearly felt the realm of Shi Lan's swordsmanship, which was a level that was difficult for him to understand. This kind of realm is not something that can be brought by so-called treasures, but requires accumulation day and night, and is possible only by pondering the way of swordsmanship day and night. The pinnacle of climbing.

The girl in front of her was undoubtedly a supreme genius in the art of swordsmanship.

"Ning'an, you are the most amazingly talented person I have ever seen in my life. I have never heard of such a level at your age. Compared with you, the so-called masters in the world are nothing more than chickens and dogs. Your fight is a great blessing in my life!"

Although he was shocked by the aura on Shi Lan's body, Luo Jin still clenched the sword in his hand, with fighting spirit in his eyes, his snow-white beard and hair stood on end, and his energy and blood climbed to an unprecedented peak, even though Shi Lan No matter how strong he is, he will not lose the courage to draw the sword.

At this moment Luo Jin has placed Shi Lan at the same level as him.

boom!

The water wave suddenly exploded several meters high, and a silver sword light, like a dragon emerging from the sea, broke through the water curtain and pointed directly at Shi Lan's throat.

Luo Jin was full of fighting spirit, but it was a pity that Shi Lan never regarded him as a real opponent. The sword light like a swimming dragon was full of flaws in her eyes. Under the huge gap in cultivation and vision, Shi Lan It's hard to see Luo Jin as an equal opponent.

In her eyes, Luo Jin could only be regarded as a qualified martial arts practitioner at best.

Shi Lan walked on the water, and the steel bar in his hand turned into a three-foot divine sword, which hit the spine of Luo Jin's sword, and the silver sword light was instantly destroyed.

Luo Jin's wrist shook, and the blade of the sword shook violently. The long sword almost came out of his hand, and the door in front of him was wide open. Before he could retract the sword and defend himself, his chest felt slightly cold.

The strength he had just raised was gone in an instant. Luo Jin lowered his head and saw that a rusty steel bar had passed through his chest.

Luo Jin stood with his sword in hand, his cloudy eyes full of sadness and regret.

One sword has seen life and death.

The gap is too big...

After all, I still haven’t been able to see the true end of martial arts...

"I hope... you can see new scenery..."

With all his strength, Luo Jin drew his sword and threw it at Shi Lan.

"When you come back to the next life, you can see it for yourself."

Seeing Luo Jin's body gradually submerged in the water, Shi Lan shook his head slightly and pulled out the silver sword in front of him.

Although the refining technique is a bit rough and can be regarded as a low-grade magic weapon, it is still a magic weapon. In this world, it is equivalent to a magic weapon that cuts through gold and jade, and cuts iron like mud. It can cut through all ordinary iron.

The appearance of this thing is enough to prove that in this world, at least in the past, there have been innate realm monks.

"stop!"

There was a shout from behind, and Shi Lan looked back and saw the pale Zhao Ye, whose palms had already wrapped around Ning Kangping's throat.

The moment Shi Lan's gaze swept over, Zhao Ye couldn't help but froze. Shi Lan's gaze was filled with cold murderous intent, without any trace of panic as he suspected.

"Put down the sword!"

Zhao Ye yelled fiercely and inwardly, and increased the strength in his hands. Ning Kangping soon became breathless and his face turned red.

"Hurry...run..."

With the death threat right in front of him, Ning Kangping was still worried about Ning An's safety, and he motioned to Shi Lan to leave quickly.

Shi Lan stepped forward with his sword in hand and walked towards Zhao Ye, his steps steady without any pause.

"Don't come over here!"