Chapter 445 (1/2)

The green peach blossoms were cut off, and all the surrounding air was squeezed and opened, resulting in a spreading air wave.

The long sword pierces the space and stabs Luo Yu violently.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Luo Yu handed it in front of his left palm. The surging power gathered in his hand, and a wild spirit spread out from it.

Dang!

Luo Yu's meat palm, touching the peach blossom with the quality of heaven ware on Lu Qingshan, unexpectedly had a crisp sound of gold and iron, which exploded in the air.

Flesh and blood is the same as gold and iron.

The sentence ”the most powerful magic instrument of physical cultivation is always their physical body” is by no means empty talk.

Boom!

Terrible power erupted at the moment when the palm and sword touched.

Then Luo Yu immediately staged a face change in Sichuan Opera.

From the original smile on the corners of the mouth to the sudden change of the face, I couldn't believe it. Finally, I was a little afraid.

——The power contained in Lu Qingshan's sword is beyond the information given by his father, beyond his imagination, and beyond a lot.

Squeak!

Sparks flickered on his scaly left palm.

The powerful power of the sword shook his body backward.

Lu Qingshan was in a powerful position and rushed forward, followed by the Luo Yu who slipped out of his body, and continued to approach.

Anyone at this time can see that Lu Qingshan has the absolute upper hand in the confrontation between Zhentian secret sword and Dharma.

”How is this possible?” Luo Tanghou, who was on the viewing table, was shocked. He could barely keep calm, but now he couldn't stop. He stood up excitedly and stared at Lu Qingshan and Luo Yu, who were intertwined in the challenge arena.

What you see is incredible.

The power shown in Lu Qingshan's sword is too powerful.

Weird and powerful.

Far beyond the information he investigated.

According to intelligence, Lu Qingshan's Zhentian secret sword should stay at the level of five times its power.

In terms of the strength of the left palm alienated by the method of yu'er, it is absolutely easy to fight.

Therefore, when he saw Luo Yu's contact with Lu Qingshan's sword, he felt that the victory and defeat had been divided.

”Lu Qingshan's heavenly secret sword is extremely high,” a friar of Daxia made a judgment next to him. ”Its power is more than ten times, and its attack power is already comparable to that of a virtual friar. After such an increase, even Luo Xiang shouldn't choose to face each other. Luo Xiang rushed.”

Who wouldn't say?

Hearing this, Hou Luotang was satirized and a little depressed.

The question is, who can tell him how Lu Qingshan raised the five times powerful Zhentian secret sword to such a level in just three months?

Did he hide something before?

Luo Tanghou shuddered when he thought of Lu Qingshan's killing sword intention to be promoted to the perfect state.

This man is too patient to hide so many things!

Sword sect disciple, why are you so patient? You're a sword repair!

Those who had previously thought that Lu Qingshan's means had always been the same as the old three, looked at each other.

The moves are right. They are still those moves... But their power has been increased several times.

Old three?

Primary school mathematics and advanced mathematics are both mathematics, but can you say they are one thing?

On the court.

Lu Qingshan quickly pushed Luo Yu back with cold eyes. The fluctuation on the sword was depressing.

The raging sword Qi is like a knife flying around.

Boo, boo!

The sound of clothes breaking came out.

Luo Yu's body can barely parry the sword Qi, but his clothes are not so magical.

His coat was broken, debris flying, and soon his upper body was naked. It can be seen that there were leopard patterns on it.

Hot eyes.

”No!” someone exclaimed.

At the moment when his clothes burst, Luo Yu turned out to be red with eyes, clenched his teeth, and handed out his right palm to Lu Qingshan.

His right palm was shining. Although there were no scales, it was also powerful.

He grabbed Lu Qingshan's arm with his right hand and prepared to fight him close.

Is it to overturn against the wind?

Someone thought.

Poof!

There were two electric rainbows, which hit Luo Yu's right hand with a puff.

Suddenly, the blood flowed like a torrent, and Luo Pang was in great pain. Under the attack of forgetting Sichuan and Longque, he folded his arm and threw it away.

The wound touched bones.

”You have two arms, but don't forget, my sword has three handles.” Lu Qingshan whispered.

At this time, the light on the leopard's left palm was dim.

Click.

There is a crack sound.

The broken nature is not peach blossom, but the silver scale on Luo Yu's left palm.

After the crisp sound, the silver scales cracked quickly.

”As soon as the scales are broken, Luo Yu's technique will be broken,” said Lingyue excitedly, ”it's time to tell the winner.”

Although she had already seen the luck of the two people in the field, she was sure that Lu Qingshan must win the war.

However, it was still a little nervous to see Lu Qingshan and Luo Yu fighting fiercely and breathtaking. Until now, when the victory or defeat is divided, I put down my hanging heart.

Lin Yao beside her, although she didn't speak, unconsciously loosened her clenched fist at this time.

Boom!

The Zhentian secret sword in Lu Qingshan's hand finally smashes the power on Luo Yu's left palm.

The scales disintegrated and turned into dozens or hundreds of pieces, flying around like a willow leaf Throwing Knife, shining with cold light.

However, at the center of the scale launch, a human figure flew out and collided with the golden mask in the small area of the challenge arena all the time, so it was unable to fall down.

”It's over. Lu Qingshan in Yuanying's later stage won the war!” even if the monks watching the war on the scene were monks with extraordinary cultivation or status, there was a slight commotion at this time.

It can be seen that naluo tried to stand up, his left palm was bloody, and his energy and spirit were seriously consumed.

”I'm not reconciled.” Luo Yu's heart is desolate and resentful.

Why is Lu Qingshan so resentful?

It's obviously just friar Yuanying.

Why can these gifted friars do whatever they want, but they can only struggle hard.

Luo Yu thought that the most talented friars of his generation were now the great friars in the six realms.

But now he is dueling with a monk in the four borders, and he has been beaten into such a miserable appearance.

I can't help but feel sad.

However, compared with most people, he also belongs to the list of gifted friars, and has an enviable background.

Luo Yu even resented his choice, and his heart was full of pain.

The main reason for losing is that he made a wrong judgment.

Facing Lu Qingshan's Zhentian secret sword, he did not choose to avoid its edge, but chose the most reckless hard, so he also tasted the bitter fruit.

Even though he is not as good at attacking and cutting as sword cultivation, he is also a later monk who is higher than Lu Qingshan's whole realm. Moreover, he still shows his strongest card: the alienation of law and the confrontation with Lu Qingshan. Who can think, it will come to this end.

But can he be blamed?

Luo Yu was bitter. In his father's information, Lu Qingshan showed the power of Zhentian secret sword, that is, he could reach the later stage of refining emptiness.

How could he not bear the attack at the later level of refining emptiness as a fellow environment and body cultivation?

Father hurt me!

”You are defeated.” Lu Qingshan looked at Luo Yu, who was bleeding all over.

This sentence fell to Luo Yu's ears, which made him extremely humiliated in his heart.

He will fight anyway.

Luo Yu was angry and unwilling. He drank loudly and burst into silver again.

”I'm not satisfied!”

His left hand is still bleeding, so this time, he can only attack with his right hand and kill Lu Qingshan hard.