Taiping Inn

The swordsman who witnessed this scene turned pale, and his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Where did this man come from? How could he seriously injure a warrior in armor with one punch, and he was also a warrior who had cultivated the body of a bronze man?

The sword of the Xuanyuan realm swordsman was just like this.

The reason why the swordsman is said to have the most killing power is because the sword intention and sword energy can often penetrate the surface and reach the inside. No matter how strong you are, as long as you have not reached the extraordinary realm of being indestructible inside and outside, you can always be found out by the sword cultivator, just like the warrior in front of you.

Although he has cultivated the body of a bronze man and put on a decent iron armor, even a warrior in the Xuanyuan realm may not be able to kill him with one punch, but he happened to meet Li Xuandu, who ignored your external iron armor and bronze body and directly hurt your inside. What can you do?

There is nothing you can do.

The swordsman felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, and felt that the three-foot-long sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Is it worth risking his life for a piece of material possession?

But at this point, there was no room for him to regret. Seeing that Li Xuandu kicked the warrior who had no power to fight back and came straight towards him, the swordsman did not dare to hide anymore. He wiped the sword with two fingers, generating a sharp sword light, and then the sword flew into the air.

The sword light was already extremely sharp, and with this long sword, he had the confidence to break through even the protective aura of a master in the Xuanyuan realm!

At the same time, the Taoist priest finally played his role. He stabbed his hands into the ground, and then stretched out from under Li Xuandu's feet. His two soft and boneless palms were like two long snakes, tightly wrapped around Li Xuandu's ankles. Black air continued to seep out from his palms, constantly corroding the Five Smoke Net surrounding Li Xuandu. It was the Thousand Hands Boneless Technique of the True Transmission Sect.

In any case, Li Xuandu was only at the Dan Embrace Realm now, and it was impossible for him to break the secret technique of the True Transmission Sect with a stomp of his foot, so Li Xuandu's movements had a clear stagnation.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the swordsman finally used his full strength to strike a sword. Although Li Xuandu had intended to turn around, he was still broken by the sword and his shoulder was penetrated. But that was all. The next moment, the swordsman just drew his sword and was shocked to find that the Five Smoke Net that had been dispersed had instantly condensed and formed again, and the place where Li Xuandu was stabbed by his sword had recovered to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye without blood flowing, and there was no blood!

The sword cultivator was horrified. I am afraid that even the masters of the Xiantian realm did not have such a magical ability, and only those in the three realms of supernatural transformation could match it.

Li Xuandu's momentum did not decrease but increased. Without a sword in his hand, his sword intent surged like a big river tide, layer upon layer, and he did not look like a wounded person at all.

At this moment, the swordsman finally had the idea of ​​retreating, and he was about to retreat without caring about how angry Chen Guhong would be afterwards.

But Li Xuandu did not intend to give him this opportunity. He just casually held the swordsman's long sword with two fingers, making it unable to move at all.

The swordsman was also a decisive person. He immediately let go of the precious sword in his hand, which he regarded as the foundation of his life.

Li Xuandu held the long sword upside down and threw it.

A hundred-step flying sword.

The long sword was like a long rainbow, instantly piercing the swordsman's abdomen, and then unexpectedly went straight to the left-handed Taoist priest who had been at the back.

The left-handed Taoist priest was blocked by the swordsman's figure and did not see Li Xuandu's sword action. By the time he noticed the long rainbow, it was too late. Moreover, his hands were still "rooted" in the ground, tightly wrapped around Li Xuandu's ankles. Even if he wanted to let go, it was too late.

So the left-handed Taoist priest was pierced through the forehead by the long sword, and passed through the skull, and died.

The palm that was originally wrapped around Li Xuandu's ankle became soft as mud, and was turned into a pile of rotten meat by Li Xuandu's feet.

Li Xuandu waved his hand again, and the long sword was pulled out and swept back, circling around the owner for a circle, and then hovered in the air.

Although this long sword is not a flying sword in the strict sense, and has never been fed with essence and blood, it is far from the level of the sword moving with the heart, but it can barely be controlled as if it were an arm.

The swordsman whose abdomen was pierced by the long sword fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood, very miserable. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at his sword hovering in the air, his eyes full of unwillingness and envy.

Flying sword technique.

It is really flying sword technique.

He is a swordsman in the Baodan realm, but his combat power is not as terrifying as that of an orthodox swordsman, and he cannot fight across the realm. Because on the sword path, he has no sect inheritance, no famous teacher to guide, and stumbles all the way. He finally stepped into the Baodan realm, but because of his weak foundation, he has no hope of reaching the third realm in this life.

He didn't dare to dream of owning a flying sword, nor did he dare to dream of the sword control and sword-controlling skills. He only wanted to learn a flying sword technique and be able to fly a sword a hundred steps, which would be enough for him.

But he never expected that he would see a flying sword a hundred steps here, and it was the most authentic Qingwei Sect flying sword technique.

No wonder this man was not panicked even when he was surrounded. He was not arrogant, but had something to rely on.

As for the three of them, they were just cannon fodder pushed out by the owner of Nanshan Garden to test his depth.

Thinking of this, the swordsman lying in the pool of blood felt as if he was dead.

Yang Liu, who had been watching, narrowed her eyes slightly, less charming and more gloomy.

She had already overestimated Mr. Li, but she still underestimated him.

Three masters of the Baodan realm died and two were injured. They only stabbed Mr. Li with a sword. For a body that could not fear the "exiled immortal", it was really just a minor flesh wound, nothing.

But then again, if it wasn't so difficult, why would the Qingluan Guards make such a big scene? It is reasonable to have such magical powers now.

But this alone is not enough to make her feel afraid.

She had heard her master Chen Guhong mention this person. It was this person who repelled many masters of the Zhengyi Sect and saved the master. Afterwards, the master speculated that this person's realm was at least the Xiantian realm, and he might even have touched the threshold of the Guizhen realm.

However, it seems today that it is true that there are many strange things about this person, but at most he has the cultivation level of Xuanyuan Realm. He has the help of two Xuanyuan Realm masters of Qingluan Guard, and this place is the Nanshan Garden that the owner has run for many years. She has the advantage of location and people. Even if this person used to be a master of Xiantian Realm, or even a master of Guizhen Realm, now he is in a state of decline, what kind of waves can he stir up?