Yu Mujian's eyes widened, his palms pushed forward, and two bursts of golden light came over, but Li Xijun was a good swordsman, and it was no longer a decent Yue Que sword arc.
Although the power did not change much, the threat was much greater, Yu Mujian was careless for a moment, and caught a gap, the white sword light penetrated from his chin, and then broke out of the back of his neck from the upper jaw, almost causing his entire head to lift up.
Yu Mujian reacted extremely quickly, and the bronze sword in his hand suddenly rose, forcing Li Xijun to put away the sword and fall back.
Although Li Ximing did not practice swordsmanship, he was amazed by his brother's sword, and he admired it in his heart:
"Jun's swordsmanship has surpassed that of the second uncle, and now Brother Zhi can't concentrate on kendo, and no one can compare with him in the front and back of the family, except for the ancestors of the two veins."
Yu Mujian was prepared this time, and narrowly avoided from the Ming Pass with a pinch, quickly widened the distance, his eyes were bright, and he said softly:
"It's true that I underestimated you..."
The sword light flowed from his chin, and it took a while for him to show signs of healing, the magic light in his hand gathered, and the headache Mingguan hurriedly calmed down, and Yu Mujian had to take action to resist, a little bored.
Yu Mujian was suppressed by Mingguan, lost the opportunity, and ate two people in a row, feeling that it was not a way, so he avoided Mingguan, immediately pinched the spell and popped out three golden tears.
These three golden tears rolled and fell in the air, stretching uncertainly, and in an instant they transformed into three figures, all holding bronze swords, each going to one side.
He fought countless battles all the way in the north, knowing that whether it was cultivating suppression spells or magic weapons, what he was afraid of was concealment and illusion, and he didn't know how much time it would take to move left and right.
Only after using the spell, Li Xijun put the sword back in its sheath, a bright color like snow lit up in his eyes, [Ming Shuang Pine Ridge] blessed [Clear Eyes Spiritual Pupil], and saw through it at a glance, his spiritual consciousness moved, and he recited:
"Upper left."
Li Ximing understood, urged Mingguan, and suppressed it straight up, forcing Yu Mu Jianfu to move the golden cover to block it, facing Li Xijun's bright eyes, and his chest was stunned.
"This Li Xijun's pupil skills are not low."
Yu Mujian came and only took out a sword, and was suppressed by this Mingguan Town, the bright light was brilliant, and the power to dissipate was amazing, if there was a way to break the face, it would be better, but the bronze sword in his hand was a powerful and heavy way, and he secretly said in his heart:
"Mingyang series... It should be an immortal foundation that achieves some kind of magical power, and its grade is by no means low... It is called an ordinary foundation, and I am afraid it will be wiped out by the polished..."
Li Ximing gradually realized that the interval between his escape and the duration of his spellcasting became more and more familiar, and Li Xijun encouraged the Kuiguang spell again, drawing his sword and dancing out of the streamer, constantly restraining him.
Although the two brothers rarely faced each other at the same time, Li Xijun seized the timing very accurately, and was always able to fill Li Ximing's gap very appropriately, causing Yu Mujian to surge with white energy and his face red.
Yu Mujian paused in the air for two breaths, and then Ming Guan Fu suppressed it again, and the bright and white pass was shining, and finally he was right under it.
Li Ximing was sitting on the door, sitting cross-legged, his eyes were closed, his hands were sealed, and he suppressed it without distraction.
Li Xijun on the side was dressed in white, with a sword behind him, two fingers together, pinching the spell to cast a spell, Qingdu Mountain on the side had a great change, ten cold rays quickly rose, flowing out a blue curtain of light, falling from the zenith.
"[Morning Meng]."
Li Xijun gently pinched the trick, and a gray mist suddenly rose on the lake, quickly spreading out, blocking the prying eyes of spiritual sense, and entangled towards Yu Mujian.
Liu Changdie's [Five Waters Imperial Dry Formation] has been built for a long time, but it has never been used, and it is specially left to be activated at this time, just to kill his body in one fell swoop, and the magic in his hand changes again and again:
"[Snake flow], [Qingyuan], [non-floating]."
In an instant, murderous intent arose, and a group of water snakes with mana condensed jumped up on the lake, the gray-green brilliance flashed, and the soles of Yu Mujian's feet sank, and they were even more suppressed by Mingguan, and they felt that it was difficult to get out.
His face gradually became ugly, and he understood that he was a little arrogant:
"I thought Li Ximing was just an ordinary foundation builder who knew how to refine alchemy, but I underestimated his method of suppression, and fell into Li Xijun's scheme and fell into the battle... If you don't show some real skills, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble."
He crossed his knees in the void, his hands were tied with lotus flower prints on his chest, the golden light runes barely supported it, golden lines floated on his face, his eyes sparkled, and two bright golden lights were emitted, and his mouth was solemn:
"Su Xikong has obtained his true form, and he understands the Vajra and the fetus...... I admire it in vain, and I beg you to possess it today... Order!"
He spoke out hurriedly and quickly, solemn and solemn, and the spell he spat out under the golden light cover turned golden color, his hands were forward, his back arched, his flesh and blood retreated, and he stretched out two golden hands.
"Ordered Su Xikong's true form!"
The clothes on his upper body burst open, revealing his strong waist, and each chest emitted golden light, opened a pair of eyes, and looked over coldly, and the long cloth that had shaken out the golden runes was wrapped around his waist, gradually turning into gold.
Yu Mujian stared at him with all his eyes, and the two arms on the back of his head went up, and the gold patterns suddenly rose, supporting Mingguan, and the other two arms held the sword together, pointing straight at Li Xijun.
Li Xijun's expression gradually became solemn, and he slowly put away his sword and went back, waiting for him:
"After all, Xu Mu is a mage in front of the Five Eyes Pity Seat, and he has a trump card... Buddhist practitioners cling to each other to practice, this picture... It must be borrowing.'
Yu Mujian had already shown [Su Xikong's true form], his beard and hair disappeared, like a golden-bodied Arhat, his eyes were golden, his eyelids and face were all golden paint, and he shouted like thunder,
"Tie!"
He supported his hands hard, white gas gushed out of his mouth, pushing Mingguan away, white gas intertwined with golden light, his eyes were bright, and he shouted:
"Draw your sword!"
He actually put the bronze sword on his waist, held the hilt of the sword with all four arms, and pulled out a thin and long golden light inch by inch, the sharp aura was permeated, intertwined with the runes on his body, and the waves on the lake were shaken.
It turned out that he had just fought for a while, and his bronze sword had never been unsheathed! It's just that the sword and the scabbard are integrated, and you can't see clearly.
"No wonder the sword is so powerful... But there is no edge, it turns out that it is such a hidden sword!"
Yu Mujian's expression was very cold, the golden light on his body seemed to be burning, and he gathered his swords, regardless of whether the Ming Guan was pressed down again, and said in a deep voice:
"I have escaped into the empty door, the affairs of the Yu family are in the past, this sword is only for the world, and the seniors will give you a tip on the day."
"I have been hiding my sword for many years, and today I moved."
His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he slowly drew his sword, Li Xijun stood quietly out of thin air, holding the hilt of the sword tightly, the last formation of the [Five Waters Yugan Formation] [Laminar Flow] emerged, and the mighty dark blue lake gradually enveloped him,
Li Xijun was stirred by his sword energy, Han Qian was already eager to try, the long sword in his hand made a sharp howl, staring quietly, he swallowed the elixir in his mouth, and never spoke.
The formation of Qingdu Mountain and the peaks was stimulated to light up, bright or dark, all kinds of light and brilliance intertwined, sending out bursts of fluctuations in the air, Li Ximing only felt that his face was like a knife, but Yu Mujian pointed directly at his younger brother, how could he give in? After being ruthless and turning his mana, Huangyuan Pass was brilliant and smashed down.
"Clang!"
Then I saw the golden light burst out, the clouds dispersed, and the Ming Guan in the sky made a crisp sound, the brilliance in the door lit up for a while, and it dimmed, and the landslide and tsunami inside the door exploded, exploding a piece of golden light and sword energy.
"Boom!"
This sword energy roared out of it, the closed plaque was shaky, and the masonry was full of cracks, which suddenly dimmed, shrunk into a bright streamer, and fell back towards Li Ximing.
"Poof!"
Mingguan was injured, Li Ximing spat out blood, gold and red intertwined, this blood turned into golden streamers and fled before it fell into the lake, he didn't have time to pay attention to his injuries, he only pulled out the talisman and chased after the golden light.
Li Xijun only penetrated his whole body into the sword, the lake under his feet had turned into ice, and only the golden sword qi was left in his pupils, which was the result of his lifelong swordsmanship cultivation.
He only felt that the Fu seeds in the Qi Sea acupoint seemed to be stimulated, gushing out a piece of clear air, his mind was sharper than ever, countless secrets appeared in his heart, and his consciousness seemed to fall into the mirror, catching a glimpse of the green sword on the stone.
There was also a man dressed in a bright white robe, with a clear and dusty face, standing alone on the simple and old city, the fire phoenix that covered the sky and the sun crossed the sky like a meteor, the man gently pulled out his sword, and the blue and white illusion gushed out.
Li Xijun's eyes slowly reflected the blue and white sword shadow, and his glowing white hand actually put away the sword and summoned him in the air.
"Clang!"
A sharp howl sounded, and a blue-white sword light actually flew up from the mountain, rising faster and faster, falling into his hand, the sword spikes swaying, it was the green ruler sword!
The moon-white sword light lit up again, and the luster on the lake suddenly darkened.
Golden light burst out from several miles away, and there was a roar of huge rocks rolling down, and Yu Mujian stood in the air, watching blankly.
Li Xijun stood quietly on the opposite side, Yu Mujian slowly put away his sword, stood for two breaths, his expression gradually changed, and he said abruptly:
"I have no regrets."
As soon as he finished speaking, countless cracks appeared densely on his face, his body condensed for a moment, and then turned into countless fragments, exploding all over the sky, quickly transforming into streamers, and then transforming into flying ashes, which were scattered in a hazy manner.
The dark yellow [Copper Collection] was no longer shining, it fell into the air, smashed into the lake, turned into two pieces, turned halfway, and sank into the lake water at high speed.
Li Ximing only felt that the aura on Li Xijun's body was gloomy, and he didn't have time to care about him, so he hurriedly protected him, but saw the wind and snow rolling, and the corners of Li Xijun's mouth were full of blood.
He hurriedly helped Li Xijun to the mountain, fed him to take [Wanling Flower], Li Xijun's expression changed, seeing a faint blood line on his waist, which should have been pierced by sword energy, he was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Li Xijun swallowing blood and said hoarsely:
"Earth Bloodstone!"
Li Ximing hurriedly took out the bloody jade from the storage bag and handed it to Li Xijun's hand, and saw him using his palm as a knife, cutting off a small half piece, and breaking his abdomen.
He put the bloodstone into it, put his palms together, spat out black blood, and pierced the bluestone through a dense hole.
Li Xijun gasped for a moment, gradually had a vivid expression, and asked:
"Is Yu Mujian dead?"
"At least this body should be dead..."
Li Ximing took a breath before realizing that he was sweating on his face, and hurriedly said:
"What's wrong?"
"If there is [Earth Hope Blood Stone], it should be safe."
Li Xijun's face was like gold paper, leaning on the bluestone and repliing, using mana to bind the internal organ fragments, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, and he said with a smile:
"Brother Ming, there should still be a sword immortal in the green ruler sword, or an inheritance!"
"What... Inheritance or not... Shut up first..."
Li Ximing didn't have the heart to listen to him more, so he just took out the elixir from the storage bag, piled it in front of him, and just said:
"Every time I leave the customs, something has already happened at home... I am very uneasy, you should heal your wounds..."
Li Xijun nodded, took a few kinds of elixirs and took them, crossed his knees and closed his eyes to heal, and after more than ten breaths, he saw Li Xuanxuan rushing up and calling out in his mouth:
"Xi Ming! Xijun! Are you okay?"
"It's still good..."
Li Ximing hurriedly responded, he slowly calmed down, followed Li Xuanxuan out, and comforted him a few times, and then saw the old man holding two bronze swords in his hand, wet and dripping lake water, and the cross-section was clear.
……
Xu Guo, Taixu.
In the dark void, the golden clouds were auspicious, white mist was swirling, and a huge golden body was sitting in it, with three heads and six arms, many faces, gold lacquer emitted, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds.
In the golden lotus-like clouds, there were many pities standing at the feet of this golden body, but they were only one-tenth the size of the golden body, with different expressions, either glaring angrily, or as cold as frost, each holding swords, guns, axes, and halberds.
These pities were motionless, the lotus-like palms froze in the golden clouds, and the cold release vessel emitted brilliance, making people can't help but stare deeply and plunge into it.
"Huh?"
Suddenly a pitiful person opened his eyes, three on his face and two on his chest, staring at each other, with a slight anger on his face, and his lotus-shaped arms in the air were quickly lowered and slowly counted.
"Xu Mu is dead!"
He was slightly angry in his heart, this person was finally transformed by him, he was a rare first-class Su Xikong true form in [Empty Form], and he could be described as a powerful Arhat.
This is one of them, in fact, it is much more than that, this person also has sword path cultivation, he is a Jiangnan monk, and he is likely to reach the realm of sword essence, he is a lackey... Just let him go to the south, but he died violently!
"Then what Li family... He actually has the strength to make Su Xikong even reincarnate!"
The three eyes of pity on his face were slightly angry, his chest eyes were cold, and the lotus magic weapons on the left and right fell from the top of his head to his side, hesitating for a moment, and secretly said:
"Almost all the golden pills in Jiangnan have gone out of the sky, isolated and safe, which is a good time to calculate... Maha is close again, I want to see what kind of person is destiny!" It's best to receive it..."
His regret was slightly filled, gold lines appeared on his face, his eyes slowly closed, and he pinched his fingers carefully.