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Chapter 467 Peak Showdown (4)

"Humph!"

At the level of the great master, the difference in the martial arts cultivation base of the big guys is only a hair's breadth, and what they are fighting for is just a first-line opportunity. Seeing that Qingxu's old way is full of momentum, Li Xian is not to be outdone. With a cold snort, his wrist sank slightly, and the scabbard knife in his hand was raised, and Li Xian did not see any other movements, and his energy and spirit had already gathered to a high degree. A domineering aura has already soared into the sky, forming a confrontation with Qingxu Laodao's sword without giving in, but neither side seems to have any intention of making a move immediately, and the aura of each other has not been intertwined. They were just facing each other from a distance.

"Okay, Your Highness is indeed a hero, and he is indeed qualified to fight against the poor."

Although the auras of the two sides did not confront each other, as soon as he felt Li Xian's outward aura, Qingxu Lao Dao immediately concluded that Li Xian's real cultivation was not inferior to his own, but he didn't care too much, after all He has been in this realm for many years, and he thinks that his experience is far superior to that of Li Xianqiang who has just entered this realm, so he took the time to comment on Li Xian, and what he presented was a full-fledged senior expert Posture of the younger generation.

"Please!"

All the things that need to be said have been finished, and if there is a battle, it is over. Li Xian is really too lazy to waste any more words with the old Taoist Qingxu, and he didn't refute his old-fashioned words. words in response.

"Hehe, Pindao practiced swords at the age of five, killed people at the age of ten, mastered swordsmanship at the age of 20, and mastered sword skills at the age of forty. There is no opponent in the world. If you abandon the sword at fifty, the knowledge of the body is the principle of the sword. At sixty And the one who knows that everything in the world cannot be a sword, just because he has a sword in his heart, everything is a sword, but this ten years sharpen his sword heart, and take the head of His Highness as a sacrifice!"

Facing Li Xian's invitation to fight, Qingxu Old Daoist did not feel anxious at all, and talked in a leisurely manner, until the last word "sacrifice" came out, Qingxu Old Daoist finally moved, and no one else was seen. No matter how you do it, just lightly tap the sword finger standing on the chest, and an incomparably sharp sword energy has burst out, screaming and piercing directly between Li Xian's chest and abdomen.

"Boom..."

Although Qingxu Old Daoist's fingering sword was extremely fierce, Li Xian obviously didn't care about it. He didn't even pull out the knife. After a muffled sound from the spurt of the sword qi, the sword qi had been dispelled into nothingness. As for Li Xian's figure, he didn't even shake it a bit. Obviously, this kind of powerful sword qi meant nothing to Li Xian. The threat is really not that big.

"The dao has a good face, his body is a sword, his heart has a sword, but they are all swords, why should they be so clearly distinguished, there is only one sword, and there is only one sword, please taste it!"

Although they are both great masters, Li Xian's understanding of martial arts is obviously completely different from Qingxu's old way. He does not think that the so-called "no sword is better than having a sword" is a truth, and he is not obsessed with the so-called realm distinction. Come on, forcibly distinguishing whether there is a sword or not is a misunderstanding of martial arts, and it is not worth mentioning at all, so I replied to the Qingxu old man with disdain, and when the word "taste" came out, Li Xian also made a move But seeing Li Xian's wrist flicked, the horizontal knife was out of its sheath like lightning, and a bright knife light roared and rushed towards the Qingxu old Taoist. In the world, a huge gap was instantly opened in the thin mist between the mountains.

"Yellow mouth child, ignorant words!"

The understanding of martial arts is the foundation of a master, and Daoist Qingxu naturally disdained Li Xian's theory very much. Seeing that Li Xian had made a move, he didn't dare to neglect it, and snorted coldly. The sword finger moved like a wheel, and the mist in the mountains and forests shook suddenly, and then, it rolled and condensed quickly, circling and roaring like several giant dragons to meet Li Xian's sword glow past.

"Rumble..."

Strictly speaking, Daomang and Wulong are both invisible objects, but under the actions of the two peerless masters, they collided fiercely like real objects, bursting out bursts of loud noises like thunderbolts , a total of five dragons of mist were smashed into flying fragments under the domineering sword glow, but at the same time, the sword glow disappeared, and the first official hard battle between the two sides ended in a tie. a paragraph.

"Very good, come again!"

The old Taoist Qingxu has never been a person who talks about politeness. When he saw Wudao Wulong being defeated, he didn't have the slightest intention to stop. The mist rolled and condensed again, and a giant fog sword with a length of several tens of feet was suspended under the moonlight. With a single swing, the giant sword made a strong howling sound, and it turned towards Li Xian like a real thing. Slashing down hard, its speed is as swift as running thunder, and its momentum is like a mountain pressing down on the top, it is irresistible!
"Tips for carving insects!"

Gathering fog into shape to attack the enemy can be regarded as an extremely brilliant martial art. In the eyes of ordinary martial arts people, it can definitely be regarded as a magical method of immortals, but in Li Xian's view, it is nothing more than that. Moved by the power of this fog sword, he gave a loud shout, and turned back the horizontal knife in his hand, and with a "sword swing", he rushed forward without fear, and a sword light that was more than ten feet long shot out. It came out, making a howling sound like a dragon's chant, cutting through the space with lightning speed, and slashing on the edge of Wujian's sword with incomparable accuracy.

"clang……"

The sword glow and the Wujian collided heavily, and there was a long and crisp sound like gold and iron colliding. The explosive and unparalleled sword glow instantly cut the Wujian into two pieces, and the momentum remained undiminished. , soaring into the sky like an angry dragon, exploding a ball of extremely bright light in the night sky like a firework.

"Ugh..."

The Wujian is really too long. Even though it was severed into two sections by the sword glow, the first half disintegrated into mist, but the second half was not affected too much. , then accelerated again, slashed at Li Xian fiercely and slashed down.

Damn it, what a sinister old dog!

Although the Wujian is fierce, Li Xian doesn't pay attention to it. With Li Xian's ability, just one more blow is enough to completely turn this seemingly unstoppable Wujian into flying smoke, but it's just not waiting for Li Xian to appear again. Dao, the old Taoist Qingxu has moved his sword fingers again, but seeing his fingers connecting, dozens of small fog swords suddenly flew out of the tumbling sea of ​​fog, roaring like meteors and shooting towards Li Xian from all directions After passing by, Li Xian's dodging space was instantly sealed. Seeing this, Li Xian couldn't help but tremble, and cursed secretly, but he didn't dare to resist this extremely fierce offensive, so he had to launch figure!
"Dominate the world!"

Once the battle of the masters is lost, it will be very difficult to win it back. Therefore, facing this round of rush attack by the Qingxu veteran, Li Xian did not take a safe defensive position, but only Because he knows very well that it is not difficult to defend this round of attacks, the difficulty is how to get rid of this continuous attack situation, if he really takes the defensive position, it can be predicted that Qing Xu's attacks will be wave after wave. Under these blows, no matter how capable Li Xian is, there will inevitably be negligence. At that time, it will be the beginning of the defeat of this battle, and this is a result that Li Xian absolutely cannot accept, so Li Xian does not intend to defend There was a long roar, and the horizontal knife in his hand was swung out without hesitation, and the first move was the strongest attacking move.

The ultimate move is the ultimate move. Under Li Xian's full blow, the power and influence are unmatched in the world, but seeing the blade light flash, a fierce and huge blade light surged out, and it shot towards him in an instant. All the small fog swords were swept away, but the blade light moved forward without any influence, and then moved forward, breaking through the distance of the space in less than a breath, and slashed to the point where it was far away from the Qingxu Road. At a distance of no more than three feet, the dazzling golden blade glows and renders Daoist Qingxu's several feet around him into a golden ocean. There are endless murderous opportunities in it!
Daoist Qingxu's original calculation was to use the atomized form to contain Li Xian from a long distance, and to suppress Li Xian with waves of strong attacks, forcing Li Xian to be tired of defending, thus winning the battle However, it never occurred to him that Li Xian would go all out if he didn't make a move, and there was no transition at all during this move. Seeing this knife come so fiercely, Qingxu's old way of life is not disturbing. The state of mind suddenly became turbulent - if both sides did not change their moves, the giant fog sword controlled by Qingxu Laodao and the small fog sword that shot out from the left, right, and rear could certainly injure Li Xian who had given up defense on the spot. , but he himself will definitely not be able to escape Li Xian's pursuit of this lore-killing knife. Even if he can barely save his old life, he will still be seriously injured. Whether it is luck or not, it depends on who can get the least injury, and whoever can gain a decisive advantage in the next fierce battle.

"Little thief dare!"

Although Qingxu is conceited, he is not so arrogant as to dare to belittle Li Xian, an opponent of the same level. Seeing that Li Xian's attack was a desperate kill, he was very angry and angry, just because he He had already figured out what the consequences would be if he met head-on this time - there is no doubt that the young and strong Li Xian is far stronger in resisting injuries than the Qingxu old man who is already in his dying years. It's not a little bit stronger, if both sides are equally injured, it will only be him who is unlucky in the end, and will never be Li Xian. The Qingxu old man is unwilling to do such an exchange that is doomed to failure. Therefore, anger returns to anger, anger returns to anger, facing Li Xian's rather rascal style of play, no matter how reluctant Qing Xu is, he can only be forced to make adjustments other than shouting angrily.

(End of this chapter)