This is what cultivating immortals is like

The punch flew away, and the sound followed.

"..."x2

Looking at the dusty ruins in the distance, Zhan Hongqu frowned slightly. He had agreed to compete with swords, but there was no point in using force to overwhelm others.

But there was no foul play, and he did use a sword.

The sword body is also a sword.

Bai Jin's expression remained unchanged, whatever suited him was the best, his junior brother's swordsmanship...

Not to mention, it can defeat the enemy with one move and is extremely efficient, making it very suitable for actual combat.

Lu Bei stood up with his fist closed and looked carefully at the ruins. Because his senior sister was present, the fist that subconsciously hit his chest was temporarily redirected at the critical moment, hitting Ming Mingxin's face.

Ever since, I couldn't control my strength well and it got too high.

Hope everyone is okay!

Crash---

The strong energy dispersed the dust. Zhan Mingxin held his sword on the ground with one hand and covered his mouth and nose with the other hand. Dark red blood gurgled out from between his fingers.

"My nephew is good at swordsmanship. In this sword competition, Lu will win by a small margin."

Lu Bei sincerely praised that there were very few people in the same situation who could catch his flat ace before lying down. Zhan Ming Xin's future is limitless, and if he practices hard for three to five years, he will become a perfect eldest princess who can become a perfect god and can rival Lianxu.

Remember to contact him then and he will be kindly provided with a dual repair accelerator.

"It's you?!"

The body of the Transformation God Realm is strong. Broken bones and limbs are minor injuries, not to mention a broken nose. Zhan Mingxin rubbed his nose, looked at Lu Bei intently, and asked tentatively: "Fire Dragon Mountain Secret Realm, Mr. Ding from Ningzhou?"

A serious and pretty face, if you ignore the nosebleeds.

"Ningzhou is Ningzhou, but Lu's surname is not Ding. My nephew recognized the wrong person." Lu Bei shook his hand and refused to bear the crime committed by Ding from Ningzhou.

There is indeed a Ding in Ningzhou who raises pigs and geese at Sijing Peak of Jiuzhu Mountain. If Zhan Mingxin has any questions, he can ask that person.

At the entrance of the valley, She Zhang curled her lips and called Ding from Ningzhou, a very familiar name.

I wanted to reveal the identity of Ding from Ningzhou to his face, but seeing that Zhan Ming had a good appearance, it was very likely that he had a bad relationship, so he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"That's you!"

Zhan Mingxin insisted that he had the sword intention in his body, was familiar with the sword forging method, and had the same method of wielding the sword. Ding from Ningzhou did not think twice, but he was right in front of him.

When Zhan Mingxin's Xiantian Dzogchen was completed, he received a heavy beating from Lu Bei. As a blessing in disguise, he advanced to become a god and strengthened his sword body. She regarded Lu Bei as an opportunity in the secret realm. She had a premonition that she could defeat this man to achieve emptiness. But now, she had a narrow vision and underestimated the gap between herself and Lu Bei.

If you defeat this person, you can expect to be reunited!

"Uncle, please give me a sword."

Xi Ti took a shortcut to practice, and his heart was overjoyed. He held his breath and concentrated to suppress the restlessness in his heart. She knew the strength of the two of them, and Yun Ni would have nothing to do with her once Lu Bei made a move. Yuan Ran's sword intent was concentrated on the cold front of the iron sword, and he took the lead in attacking.

When the sword came out, the blue dragon roared wildly, and the sword energy surged angrily, condensing into a bright beam of light that looked horizontally and horizontally.

Immediately, the sword light suddenly shrank, and layers of pressure were applied, all condensing on the edge of the iron sword.

The sharpness is not obvious, but the killing power is more than ten times heavier.

Zhan Mingxin took one step forward, dragging the sword in front of Lu Bei. He turned his body, and his waist was like a strong bow tie, pulling all the strength of his body to concentrate on his arms and wrists.

The black iron sword passed through the crescent moon in mid-air, and silently slashed towards Lu Bei's shoulder and neck.

The wind stops immediately, the energy disappears immediately, and everyone in the ten-foot radius becomes silent.

There is no realm of swordsmanship in this strike, only the condensed sword intention of the sword peak and pure physical strength.

The painting style is slightly familiar, and it is completely based on Lu Bei's rampaging sword moves.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Hongqu couldn't bear to look at it. He secretly thought that Bai Jin's younger brother was poisonous. He was a good swordsmanship apprentice with an unlimited future, but he was led to become a physical practitioner.

but……

There is indeed merit.

Lu Beiren was under the sword, and slowly stretched out his hand. With the sword body as the base and the sword's intention as the edge, the tiger's mouth caught the edge of the iron sword, and his five fingers tightened like iron pliers. Feng Qingyundan blocked the sword.

The swords are fighting against each other, and the sword energy is frenzied.

Every time when he was challenged to a higher level, he ridiculed the masters for being too arrogant, thinking that their level was superior, and then being too arrogant and disdainful to go all out, which eventually led to the disaster of overturning.

Now that it's him who abuses food, he understands their feelings.

Fortunately, the problem is not big. He understands and understands. When he is showing off, he always goes all out. To maintain this advantage, there is no possibility of overturning.

Amidst the rolling sword energy, there was a sudden crisp sound. The iron sword could not withstand the pressure of the iron pincers and broke into two pieces at the waist.

Zhan Mingxin was thrown away by the rolling burst of sword energy. After landing, he staggered back. His face turned green and white, and he looked at Lu Bei in surprise.

The sword intention has changed, it is far from pure as when they first fought, but it is mottled and mixed, and the artistic conception is more profound than the first time, a bit...

The meaning of Yuanran Sword Intent.

eccentric!

Is it possible that this person practiced two kinds of sword intent and successfully understood the secrets and merged them into one?

Probably not, time does not allow, even if the qualifications are as high as the sky, the speed is not that fast.

The battle was still going on. Zhan Ming didn't have time to think too much, and the doubts in his mind flashed away. He clenched the broken sword with his trembling arms and tried to launch a second attack.

"Master Nephew, the sword you want."

Hearing this sound at first, Zhan Ming secretly thought that something was going to happen. The afterimage flashed before his eyes, his perception failed, and he suddenly lost track of Lu Bei's figure.

No one could be seen left, right, up or down.

Lu Bei chose to face the situation, stepped forward, and pointed his sword into shape. Immortal Sword Intent poured into him, stabbing Ming Xin straight into the chest.

The sword light penetrated through, Zhan Mingxin lowered his head and coughed up blood, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he fell to the ground with the broken sword in his hand.

He is not dead, but his injuries are serious and he will need to recover for at least half an hour.

Zhan Hongqu frowned slightly, raised his hand to brush against the long wind, and brought the half-disciple and half-female Zhan Mingxin in front of him. After examining the injury, his brows relaxed: "Thank you, Junior Brother Lu, for giving me the sword. The sword intention you left in her body It’s worth thousands of gold and will save her years of hard work.”

"Since it's a sword duel, there has to be something gained, otherwise her beating wouldn't have been in vain!"

Lu Bei shrugged. He wanted to give him something else, but he didn't have enough theoretical knowledge and was not as good at bullshit as his senior brother. He couldn't tell people the fallacies of the Air Force, so he could only leave the ready-made ones for Zhan Mingxin to understand on his own.

Also, after advancing to the realm of God Transformation, the value of opponents at the God Transformation level has been severely devalued, and they can no longer gain experience as happily as they did when they were innate.

[You defeated Zhan Mingxin and gained 800,000 experience]

The combined experience of defeating the two giant pythons gave her more points.

"Junior Brother Lu has a good swordsmanship, which shows that he has excellent understanding. Senior Sister has the audacity to ask for advice, and also asks Junior Brother not to refuse." Just when Lu Bei thought it was over, Zhan Hongqu, who was happy to see Hunter Xin, spoke slowly.

"Senior Sister Zhan, that's too much."

Bai Jin looked calm, feeling that Zhan Hongqu had gone back on his word, just because he felt sorry for his apprentice who was seriously injured, so he went off personally to regain his place.

"Junior sister Bai, please forgive me. It is true that the sword's intention comes first. If we don't test its edge, the sword's intention will be uneasy."

Zhan Hongqu explained, looking at Lu Bei with a pair of beautiful eyes, fearing that he would disagree, he took out an iron sword with his backhand: "This object was forged by senior sister when she was watching the wall at Tianjian Peak. It contains a sword of forgetfulness. With the qualifications of junior brother, You will definitely be able to understand its secrets.”

Forgetting Sword Intent!

Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, looked at Zhan Hongqu, and looked squarely at this ordinary-looking eldest sister: "May I ask Senior Sister Zhan, have you ever learned the Sword Intention of Forgetting Love?"

"Slightly rewarding."

"Okay, Lu has a sword, and I would like to ask Senior Sister Zhan to review it."

Lu Bei responded decisively, and then changed the topic: "But Senior Sister Zhan's realm is too high, far beyond my realm. If we meet head-on, I am only a god. Even if I go all out, I'm afraid..."

"Junior brother Lu, don't worry, and junior sister Bai don't have to worry."

Zhan Hongqu looked at Bai Jin, who looked unhappy, and said sincerely: "I sincerely seek the sword, just to make friends with the sword, and not to use power to suppress others."

"Then I have no problem, Senior Sister Zhan, you or me first?"

"Let's start with Junior Brother!"

Zhan Hongqu turned his hand and pushed it out, pushing his unconscious disciple to Bai Jin's side, including the iron sword, and asked him to take care of him.

By the way, let me give Bai Jin some reassurance. He is really just asking for the sword and has no intention of taking the opportunity to retaliate. If you don't believe it, I will give you one as a hostage.

"Senior Sister is so generous, then Lu will be on board."

After Lu Bei moved his hands and feet on the spot, his eyes flashed with golden light. When he saw the red song cut, he pointed his sword into a sword and pointed it diagonally at the ground. Without the force of heaven and earth to hold it up, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and squeezed the fist seal to make a clicking sound.

Attributes: Strength 13852 (6926), Speed ​​16952 (8476)

The sword intention is also there, condensed on the fist edge, hoping that it will break through the sword body and see red.

Uh-huh! !

Golden light flashed and the hurricane raged.

Lu Bei rushed to Zhan Hongqu, and with his calm expression on his face, he spread his fingers to clasp the pretty face...

boom! boom! boom----

A line of roaring dust shot straight towards the mountains in the distance. Along the way, the earth and rocks collapsed, and the big trees folded on both sides. The three people who were still watching were left behind, as well as the sound of a belated step.

"Senior sister, take my sword!"

"..."x3

What's going on? Did something disappear just now?

She Zhang's face turned livid and she gritted her teeth.

The Air Force man bent forward in frustration. After failing to catch any fish, he suffered another painful blow. He recalled Lin Buyan's thoughts from time to time.

The little junior brother is a species that is inherently incompatible with the senior brother, especially because of his talent in cultivation. He becomes a disciple without seeking immortality, just to slap the senior brother in the face. This is the biggest scourge of the whole sect.

Bai Jin looked into the distance in surprise, slowly stood up and looked out to the sky. In her daze, the dust plowed the ground to the edge of the secret realm, and now turned and rushed in another direction.

With a look on her face, she recalled the scene of the sword duel with Lu Bei in the spiritual world. At that time, Lu Bei was as fast as he is now, and even faster when he transformed into a giant eagle.

She didn't think much about it at the time, just thinking that Shensuo was Lu Bei's pursuit and successfully realized it in the spiritual world. And she was able to catch up with Lu Bei because the spiritual world was divorced from reality but originated from reality. All her methods and magical powers were based on imagination based on reality.

She never expected that Lu Bei meant it just because she thought about it.

However, these are not the important points. After practicing for less than a year, the junior brother has reached the state of becoming a god. His cultivation qualifications are far from ordinary people. He is suspected of being the reincarnation of an immortal. It is understandable to be unreasonable. The key point is to cut the red song.

"Senior Sister Zhan..."

"is that OK?"