"Qingming, Xiaoxin — —"
"Uncle Lu, Xiaoxin — —"
"Governor — —"
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At the entrance of the Lu Family, countless people exclaimed aloud.
Mu Dingyi swung out his sword, and Lu Qingming hastily responded. They were worried that Lu Qingming was not prepared and would injure himself.
Lu Qingming really hated the Still water sword school, hated the Still water Old immortal who seemed to be above the common people but did despicable things.
If this matter happened to someone else, for the sake of the family, for the sake of the Lu clan, he could weigh the pros and cons and be willing to compromise.
However, the person they bullied was Li Muyang.
"What did my son do to you? You first ambushed him, and after the encirclement failed, you sent someone over to deliver a letter of challenge — — all to kill my son. You're trying to kill my son by hook or by crook. "
The last time Mu Yubai of the Still water sword school failed to kill him, Lu Qingming had been unable to vent the anger in his heart.
Fortunately, Li Muyang came back safely. If something were to happen to Li Muyang or he was killed by them — — how would he be able to face his son?
Father and son met, but before they could acknowledge each other, they were already far apart. How could he endure this?
Given the attitude that his wife Gongsun Yu had towards Li Muyang, if Li Muyang died, she most likely would not be able to live either.
At that time, what he would encounter would be the consequence of the destruction of his family.
Because the Lu Family was in a chaotic situation, every step was dangerous, and the situation was worrying. Lu Qingming forcibly suppressed his anger, and when everyone remained silent, he acted as if nothing had happened.
Unexpectedly, when the Still water sword school saw that their plan had failed, they came up with another plan to bully him again — —
He did not care about anything, he did not care about anything. Today, even if the Heavenly Emperor came to his door, he would pierce through the Heavens, kill Buddha, and destroy Gods.
In fact, this attack also had a origin.
'Still water sword technique' was known as the best sword technique of West Wind, and 'Heavenly emperor spear' was also known as the best spear of West Wind.
Both the first spear and the first sword had the title 'first' in front of them. Was the first spear stronger or the first sword sharper? Countless people were looking forward to the answer.
However, both sides were extremely restrained. Although there were many small conflicts between the two families, there were no major conflicts. Lu Xingkong and Lu Qingming, who were direct descendants of the Lu Family, and Mu Yubai and Mu Dingyi, who had mastered the purest sword intent, had never directly collided.
This time, he might be able to get a result.
It was an answer that everyone was curious about.
The spear was like a dragon, and purple flames burned wildly, lighting up the dark sky.
The gas and snowflakes that were being burned by the flames hissed and screamed in pain.
Thunder Style of the Heavenly Emperor Spear!
The spear pierced through the sky like a bolt of lightning.
The tip of the spear stabbed towards the dark blue giant sword, wanting to shatter the sword into pieces.
Lu Qingming knew that Mu Dingyi was an invisible person, and this sword was also an invisible sword.
In other words, this sword was formed purely from sword intent and true energy, and the blue water that flowed ceaselessly was the manifestation of his true energy circulation.
Using a tangible spear to strike an invisible sword.
Theoretically speaking, he had gained a huge advantage.
Because Mu Dingyi, that old fellow, was not present, and only had a wisp of divine sense, how much energy and true energy could he have accumulated?
Swoosh!
The spear pierced the heart of the giant blue sword, and then — —
It passed through.
"It passed through just like that?" Lu Qingming couldn't believe his eyes.
His spear was infused with majestic powerful qi, while Mu Dingyi's giant water sword was also a body of energy composed entirely of powerful qi.
The two bodies of energy collided, and the loud bang that Lu Qingming had expected did not appear. He wanted to rely on the strength of the spear to break the power of the giant sword, but his hopes were dashed.
It should be said that every body of energy was an independent domain.
If different kinds of true energy wanted to enter that domain, it would destroy the integrity and balance of the entire domain.
As long as there was the slightest movement, the entire domain would explode like a volcanic eruption, destroying everything around it.
The more abundant the true energy contained in the domain, the more waves of true energy the explosion would bring.
The giant blue sword was like a real stream of water, there was no powerful qi, no water waves, and no explosion.
"It passed through."
"It passed through."
"How did it pass through?"
Lu Qingming found it difficult to accept the reality in front of him. In order to break Mu Dingyi's Still water sword technique, he had infused all his true qi into the spear. Because he had exerted too much force, his body still maintained the posture of charging up with the spear.
It was too late to change the move.
Lu Qingming could only watch helplessly as the blue giant sword brushed past him, and then maintained the state of rippling water, urgently slashing towards the entrance hall and plaque of the Lu family.
"What's going on?"
Many people exclaimed in surprise, and their expressions were also extremely solemn.
If the sword of the old fellow of the Still water sword school did not contain any essential qi, then, without essential qi, how could it condense into a giant sword form? Without essential qi, how could it sever the entrance and lintel of the Lu Family?
It was just a stream of water, how much destructive power could it bring if the stream of water crashed into the porch?
However, if there was essential qi in the sword, then why did Uncle Lu's spear miss? It was as if he had pierced into a real lake … Just like that, he had pierced through it.
In that case, what method should be used to fight back?
"This is the sword barrier." Li Muyang said in a low voice.
The so-called sword barrier was the barrier of the sword, and could also be said to be the confusion barrier of the sword.
It bewitches your heart as well as your eyes.
You think it's there, but it's not there.
It's not that the mountain is not the mountain, nor the water is not the water.
It's — — it's faster than what your eyes see, and slower than what your ears hear.
It's like a living thing that can play hide and seek with you.
It will not easily self-destruct before its intended attack is achieved.
Lu Qingming's spear just now did not pierce the heart of the sword. Of course, what Lu Qingming saw was what Lu Qingming saw.
This was also the confusion barrier that the sword barrier gave Lu Qingming, an illusion that was placed in front of his eyes.
Lu Xingkong cast a rather surprised glance at Li Muyang, he did not expect him to be able to recognize the most powerful sword technique — — sword barrier.
It should be said that this was not something that ordinary Starry Sky students could know, nor was it something that any swordsman could display.
Even the current Master of the Still water sword school, Mu Yubai, could not do it, and only that old demon could display such a powerful sword technique.
Lu Xingkong lifted his head to look at the giant blue sword that was rapidly swinging over his head, and suddenly threw out a punch.
Rumble — —
A purple flame darted toward the giant blue sword.
A surprising scene appeared. After the purple flame and the huge blue sword came into contact, there was no explosion. Instead, after the ripples on the surface of the huge blue sword shook intensely, it actually absorbed the purple flame and fused with it.
Boom — —
The giant blue sword instantly erupted in rays of light, grew larger, and the murderous intent was stronger.
Lu Xingkong, regardless of anything, once again threw out three punches at the giant blue sword.
Rumble — —
Rumble — —
Rumble — —
Under the three punches, three purple flames soared into the sky, heading toward the giant blue sword.
They similarly came into contact with the giant blue sword, and then fused together, becoming a part of the giant blue sword.
Sizzle — —
The giant blue sword suddenly expanded several times in the process of falling.
The blue head of the water was also ignited by the purple flames. It was like a burning greatsword flying towards them.
Close.
In the blink of an eye, it had landed on the top of everyone's head.
The flames were blazing, the sword qi was wantonly.
The breathing under the sword was getting more and more rapid, and every hair on the body was standing on end.
The porch of the Lu residence, as well as the many people of the Lu clan standing under the eaves, were about to be struck by the giant sword.
Kacha — —
There was a loud noise.
The sound was extremely close, like a clap of thunder exploding in the ear.
Boom — —
The burning giant sword was torn apart, turning into countless small pieces, and the countless small pieces were burning fiercely in the sky.
In the end, the blue greatsword still exploded.
When it was about to cut off the lintel of the Lu residence and the countless heads under the eaves, it shattered with a loud rumble.
It forcibly swallowed the power of Lu Xingkong's four punches, and then exploded, tearing itself into pieces.
Sizzle — —
Above, the blue fragments of the broken sword were still burning.
The people present were finally able to breathe freely. The scene just now was too terrifying. The power of the sword gave everyone a feeling that it was difficult to resist.
At that time, they felt that their bodies were bound, wrapped up, difficult to escape, difficult to call out. What awaited him was only death.
In the distant sky, the white-robed figure still had not disappeared. He calmly watched the scene unfold before him, as though he had already expected this to happen.
"The letter of challenge has been delivered. Ten days later, I will be waiting for little friend Muyang on the Sword God Square."
The voice grew weaker and weaker, and the figure in the sky grew fainter and fainter, and eventually completely disappeared.
The old man had left, and his wisp of divine thought had disappeared.
He did not wait for the Lu residence's answer, nor did he wait for Li Muyang's answer.
Because he knew that he didn't need to wait, what should come would come.
The wind continued to blow, and the snow continued to fall.
A snow owl swept across the top of his head, leaving behind a mournful cry.
Li Muyang looked in the direction where the old man of the Still water sword school had disappeared, muttering to himself, "I haven't promised him yet."
He then turned to Elder Chengfeng, who had just climbed up from the ground, and said aloud, "I haven't promised him yet."
No one responded to his question.
It was as though everyone believed that — — this was an unavoidable battle.
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