The broadswords and broadswords competed with each other.
The sky was filled with sword light and sword shadows.
His figure flashed back and forth like a stream of light.
"So fast!"
Li Mu was surprised.
He had mastered the Somersault Cloud, the Broadsword-commanding Skill, and the power of time. In terms of speed, he was never weaker than others. But compared with the Faceless Immortal Sage in front of him, he was vaguely at a disadvantage.
Not only that, but even the power that he had always been proud of was also suppressed.
"When I was at the Immortal Realm, I could fight against a Immortal Emperor. When I was at the primary stage of the Immortal Emperor, I could compete with a Immortal Emperor at the peak stage. According to my experience, when I reached the peak stage of the Immortal Emperor, I should be able to suppress a Immortal Sage at the primary stage. But I'm actually at a disadvantage. It seems that the gap between the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Sage is not as easy to cross as I thought."
Li Mu reflected in his heart while fighting.
Fortunately, the power of the Golden Lotus Elixir and the power of the Earth Vein in his body were constantly entangling with each other, generating endless Immortal Genuine Qi. Li Mu was like a perpetual motion machine. He didn't worry about the exhaustion of his Genuine Qi and could continue to output it.
Boom!
The broadswords collided.
The Faceless Immortal Sage's swordsmanship was amazing. He had endless magical powers. When he performed his moves, all of them contained great killing intent. Under the operation of the law of swordsmanship, there seemed to be an endless sword field between heaven and earth. A wisp of air could instantly turn into an Immortal-slaying Sword, which was extremely powerful.
Li Mu, like a dancer dancing on the edge of a blade, was constantly flipping between life and death.
His Saber Dao had been tempered by the previous ten stone pillars, and it had already reached the stage of returning to its original state. It was different from the previous flashy moves. More often than not, he would be able to see through the gameplay and destroy thousands of combat techniques with a single slash of his saber.
Swoosh!
The broadsword light flashed.
It smashed the sword shadows all over the sky.
Every strike Li Mu made seemed to be neither too fast nor too slow, but he could always protect himself before the endless lightning-like sword shadows. Clang!
Clang! Clang!
The subtle sound of metal clashing against metal rang out incessantly like the collision of needles.
Layers of visible halos kept bursting out from the place where the broadsword and the sword collided.
Li Mu's figure kept flashing and retreating.
When the broadsword and the sword collided, half of his arm was almost numb. He had the illusion that his skin and flesh were shattered and his bones were broken.
Opposite.
The white-robed Faceless Immortal Sacred Realm Sword Cultivator was like a piece of ice that had existed for over ten thousand years. He did not make any sound or show any emotion as he continued to attack with his sword.
"Blood Killing Divine Saber."
Li Mu shouted.
A scarlet long and narrow broadsword appeared in Li Mu's right hand.
Dual blades.
Dual Blade Stream.
Li Mu held a broadsword in each of his hands and frantically parried the attacks.
He split his attention into two, with the Celestial Exterminating Saber in his right hand and the Blood Dissipating Saber in his left, he barely managed to block his opponent's attack.
Yes.
It could only be sealed.
At this point in the battle, the white-clothed Faceless Celestial Saint had clearly pushed his Divine Abilities and cultivation to their limits. He was like a grand silver moon, and his attacks were like a silver moon that shot through the sky like quicksilver flowing down from the sky. He was at his peak.
Li Mu felt that he was like a small dinghy on a stormy sea, struggling and bobbing as if he would be swallowed up at any moment.
He had to go all out.
Any absent-mindedness and carelessness would lead to his death.
Li Mu's body was full of divine qi, and the Genuine Qi in his body was surging violently as if it was boiling. Stimulated by the external force, he entered an incomparably magical state. Between his eyebrows, the Eye of Flaw and the Eye of Omen were opened at the same time and activated to the peak.
The broadswords and broadswords were roaring.
Li Mu was like a piece of iron billet. Every attack of the white-clothed Faceless Celestial Sage hit the broadswords in Li Mu's left and right hands.
The iron hammers kept smashing the impurities in the iron billet.
Time flew by.
Nobody knew how long it had been.
Boom!
There was a roar.
The white-clothed Faceless Celestial Sage leaped backward with the force of the collision of the broadswords and broadswords. But in the air, he suddenly turned into a cloud of flying ash without warning and slowly dissipated as if he were ashes.
"Gone?"
"Dead?"
Li Mu, who had lost the external pressure, suddenly came to his senses.
It was too late for him to pull back his broadswords. The broadsword light broke through the void and fell on the ground. With a rumble, it directly split a thousand-meter-long crack in the dilapidated ground. The crack was so deep that the bottom could not be seen. Black smoke rose from the crack. Wherever it passed, all the stone statues, stone walls, and buildings were cut in half.
"Phew, phew …"
Li Mu leaned on the ground with his two broadswords, gasping for breath.
As soon as the battle ended, Li Mu felt endless exhaustion sweeping over him.
His body was sore, numb, and swollen, as if a man who had not exercised for a long time suddenly ran a half-marathon. He was almost paralyzed, and the exhaustion of his Primordial Spirit and spirit swept over him like a tide.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! The Immortal-slaying Broadsword turned into 120 purple-gold flying broadswords, which danced in the void around him and formed a broadsword formation. The profound meaning of time circulated and protected Li Mu in it.
Li Mu sat cross-legged in the void and couldn't wait to adjust his breathing and recover.
The Genuine Qi in his body was still expanding and growing infinitely. It was really like the Big Bang of the universe, extending and growing infinitely.
A moment later.
Li Mu was completely recovered.
All the exhaustion and discomfort disappeared.
He rose to his feet, holding the Magic Blood Broadsword in his hand. He looked around, full of fighting spirit.
He still needed to fight.
He also needed to vent.
The 120 flying broadswords flew back and fell into his right hand, turning into the Immortal-slaying Broadsword.
Li Mu's figure flickered and floated in the sky.
"Swoosh!"
A jet of sword light arrived as scheduled.
That white-robed, faceless Immortal Sage appeared again. Without saying a word, he wielded his sword like lightning and attacked Li Mu crazily.
"Clank!"
He parried and counterattacked.
Li Mu wielded his broadsword to meet the attack.
"Huh? What's going on? "
The moment they exchanged blows, Li Mu keenly felt that the opponent's strength seemed to have … declined?
In the previous battle, he could only passively block and parry.
He had no power to fight back.
But at this moment, the body's instinct to block and counterattack were completed at one go.
"A tie?"
They were equally matched.
Li Mu attacked with his two broadswords. He was actually on par with the white-robed, faceless Immortal Sage.
This battle was like a tit against an awl, like a copper pot meeting an iron brush.
They were evenly matched.
He met a good talent.
After half an hour, Li Mu was sure of one thing.
It was not that the opponent had become weaker.
It was that he had become stronger.
From the first time he was suppressed by the white-robed, faceless Immortal Sage, to the current head-on confrontation, he was not at a disadvantage at all. Such a change made Li Mu faintly excited.
He could fight against an Immortal Sage.
Although this white-robed, faceless Immortal Sage was probably only at the early stage of Immortal Sage.
However, his strength had truly increased.
He could fight against an Immortal Sage.
Such strength was enough for him to be proud.
It took Li Mu less than a day to go from being suppressed to being evenly matched.
But
He was afraid of his progress.
If the news got out, it would be enough to make those peak Immortal Emperors and half-step Immortal Sages jealous.
But when Li Mu calmed down, a very strange thing happened.
He did not advance.
His realm was still at the peak of the Immortal Emperor.
Compared with when he first entered this space, there was no improvement at all.
"This is strange."
Li Mu was surprised.
His realm did not improve. Did the increase in his combat strength come from his physical body? Experience? Dao-using methods? And combat awareness?
He carefully felt and kept observing.
Swoosh!
The broadsword slashed out.
Boom!
The white-robed, faceless Immortal Sage, together with his sword, was cut into ashes by the broadsword.
But this time, Li Mu managed to retract his broadsword.
There was no joy on his face.
"At the moment of the last strike, the opponent seemed to suddenly become weak. It seems that the power in his body disappeared in an instant. Is it … exhaustion?"
Li Mu was skeptical.
He seemed to have exhausted a Sage Immortal Sword Cultivator to death?
So, when the white-robed, faceless Immortal Sage suddenly turned into ashes in the first fight, it was not because he was kind enough to stop, but because he was exhausted?
This time, was it the same?
Li Mu kind of understood.
After all, this was the trial space of the 11th stone pillar, which was not the same as the real world.
Just like in the ancient battlefield in the space of the ten stone pillars, after those experts who were fighting crazily were all killed by Li Mu and Hua Xiangrong went to the trial, they would still show up. In this space, only the white-robed and faceless Fairy Sage was in charge.
This person was the Boss of this trial space.
He had been defeated by Li Mu twice in a row.
But he must have not met some conditions to conquer the dungeon, so he kept appearing after disappearing.
"Maybe, to pass the trial, I have to kill this white-robed, faceless Immortal Sage in a head-on battle, instead of killing him after exhausting his energy?"
Li Mu pondered.
He stood in the air and adjusted his breathing for a moment.
The Veritable Essence Energy in Xiao Chen's body continued to increase without end.
About half an hour later.
In the void, there was a flash of immortal light.
The white-robed, faceless Immortal Sage appeared again.
"Looks like I have to kill the boss again … Kill!"
Li Mu took the initiative to attack.
…
…
Annihilation Wuyu looked at Dongfang Yeren in surprise.
The taste of soaking in the bitter spring was enough to drive some Immortal Emperors crazy.
After experiencing that kind of pain once, no one would be willing to experience it a second time.
All living beings suffered.
Soaking in the bitter spring, living a life worse than death.
Annihilation Wuyu felt that he was a man who had come back from the ashes. His heart was filled with the obsession of avenging the Immortal-Subduing Pagoda. He could endure all kinds of pain, no matter what price he had to pay. That was why he could endure the torture of the bitter spring.
But what about Dongfang Yeren?
What was his obsession?
Why did this Immortal Master who controlled the Immortal Court of the Dongsheng Continent immerse himself in the bitter spring?
Annihilation Wuyu had been soaking in the bitter spring for 11 days and had reached the limit of his endurance. He had to come out. But Dongfang Yeren, who had entered the bitter spring at the same time as him, was still immersed in the bitter spring, motionless, as if he were already dead.
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