Chapter 469 Peak Showdown 6

The size of Qingxu Laodao is not high. He is just a middle-aged man. However, with the momentum, there is suddenly a sense of admiration of the mountain. Li Xian, who was the first to bear the impact, trembled and did not dare to be careless. He took a deep breath, crossed his chest, and raised his momentum without showing weakness. Originally, The burly figure suddenly turned into a rock that did not move. No one dared to move, and the air machines of the two sides were twisted into a ball. Under the mutual lock, no one dared to move easily.

With the passage of time, the momentum of both sides is about to reach its peak, but they can't find out where the other party's flaws are. The entanglement of the air machine is getting more and more fierce. A whirlwind circled around the two people from small to earth, and countless breaths have become a trend to the sky. The wind passes, flying sand and stones, which is extremely fierce. But it was only raging more than ten feet around the two. As for the ten feet between the two, it was a piece of tranquility. Only the appearance of water-like ripples could show the fierce confrontation between the two.

As the saying goes, when the moon is full, it is a loss. It is impossible for both sides to raise the momentum without limit. It is time to take action. What is missing is just an opportunity for the outbreak. As for when this opportunity will appear, neither of the two masters can make an accurate judgment. At this time, the nerves of both sides are already tight. It's the point where the string will be broken.

"Ping!"

Just as the two masters were on alert, a fist-sized stone was heavily hit on a mountain wall by a whirlwind, and then rolled and bounced back to the middle of the two. Even if it was blown up by the air machines of both sides, the stones splashed, the momentum of both sides was almost chaotic at the same time. Under the traction of the air machine, the two big The master involuntarily launched the strongest offensive!

"The secret of chaos!"

There was a long roar in the mouth of Qingxu Lao Dao, and his sleeves shook out endless folds. I don't know how many folds there are. Each folds are a sharp sword. The violent sword spirit goes back and forth, covering Li Xian's head layer by layer like a spider net.

"It's close to the end of the world!"

While Qingxu Laodao took action, Li Xian also roared. The horizontal knife across his chest was only swinging, and a simple and unpretentious arc-shaped knife light had been sprinkled out. It seemed that the speed was not fast, but it had broken through the distance of space with only a flash, and avoided the first ten swords issued by Qingxu Laodao in the gap. The net of Qi went straight to the chest of the Qingxu Laodao. This move is the strongest killing move that Li Xian has realized after the war with Ming Chongyan. It is both strong and soft. It has already escaped from the category of the "seven masterpieces of domineering knives" spread by Li Jing. It belongs to Li Xian's unique master's killing move. The speed is not to mention the fast, and the knife light is also attached with softness, like mud. The loach was as weak as mud, and in a few breaths, it cut a huge hole into the ten layers of sword gas net that followed by Qingxu Laodao.

"Willow catkins go with the wind!"

Qingxu Laodao had previously adapted to Li Xian's knife method, but he never expected that Li Xian's move would perfectly combine force and skill. When he found that it was wrong, the heavy sword net he weaved had been broken, and there were only a few weights left, and there was no way to stop the knife. Perhaps, my heart couldn't help but panic. I couldn't care about weaving the net like a shuttle. With a long roar, my body floated. Once again, I used the previous method of dealing with Li Xianba's knife. My whole body floated up like a willow catkins and tried to take advantage of the opportunity to fly away again.

"Explosion!"

How many people practice martial arts in the world, but how many people can really practice to the realm of a master? One hand can be counted. Of course, Qingxu Laodao is one of them, but Li Xian is also among them. The same moves are used in front of the master, which is no different from suicide. Even if the performer is Qingxu Laodao, there will be no exception - at the moment when Qingxu Laodao's body floated up, he heard Li Xian's broken and his wrist. With a shake, a small snake-like knife light has shot out again. Although there is no great power, the speed is extremely fast. In a flash, it has caught up with the previous knife light. With only one collision, the previous knife light exploded into countless flying fragments in an instant, and each fragment is as sharp as a flying knife. It swept over Qingxu Laodao like a storm.

"Ah..."

The master's struggle can't tolerate a little negligence, but if there is a loss, he will be punished. At this time, Qingxu Laodao wanted to do it again, but he never thought that Li Xian did not leave him the possibility of borrowing at all - when countless fragments of knives flew, the surrounding air machines were chaotic, and Qingxu Laodao did not want to borrow power. What's worse is that Qingxu Laodao is in the air at this time, and it is absolutely impossible to vent his breath and dodge. In the face of the roaring fragments of the knife, Qingxu Laodao had to work hard, but under his roar, his sleeves waved continuously, transforming countless swords in an instant, covering his whole body tightly.

"Puff, poo..."

Although the fragments of the knife awn are extremely sharp, after all, they are just fragments. They are not enough to penetrate the absolute defense circle of Qingxu Laodao, but the huge force hit Qingxu Laodao unable to stabilize his body. He was beaten back by this stormy debris.

"Kill!"

Li Xian did not expect this move to really kill Qingxu Lao Dao on the spot. What he wanted was to make him tired of fighting. When he saw that Qingxu Lao Dao was unstable, he would not miss such a good opportunity to break the enemy. If he didn't wait for Qingxu Lao Dao to fall to the ground, he heard Li Xian roar, and his body flew out like a knife. First, he cut through the space like a huge blade and quickly caught up with the figure of Qingxu Laodao.

It's not good!

Qingxu Laodao obviously didn't expect Li Xian to come so fast, and his heart couldn't help trembling. Regardless of the small half of the knife fragments in front of him, he roared, crossed his sleeves, and waved forward with all his strength.

"Puff!"

Li Xian's knife was really too fast. Rao Qingxu Laodao had reacted in time, but the combination of Shuangxiu was a moment late. He couldn't really get together before Li Xian's knife arrived. However, in the sound of cracking silk, his left sleeve had been cut into two sections by Li Xian's knife, and the knife did not diminish. The old unrelentingly cut at the right sleeve of Qingxu Laodao.

"Ceal!"

As soon as the left sleeve was broken, Qingxu Laodao knew that with the hard words of the right sleeve, it was difficult to resist the attack of Li Xian's knife. In shock and anger, he had to play with his life, but with a roar, the right sleeve trembled, from rigid to soft, wrapped around Li Xian's knife body like water.

Seal? Naturally, it can't be sealed. The internal cultivation of both sides is between Bo Zhong, but Li Xian's knife is still prepared, and it can't be sealed by Qingxu Lao Dao in a hurry. However, in the sound of cracks, the only left right sleeve of Qingxu Lao Dao has been twisted into pieces by the violent knife, like a butterfly. He flew around, and Li Xian's knife was just a slight pause, and then he persistently killed Qingxu's old-fashioned chest.

"Miso, miso..."

Although the sleeves were broken, Qingxu Laodao won a breath of life and pause. In the face of the horizontal knife that was unrelentingly chopped, Qingxu Lao Dao did not dare to retreat. His hands were all pointed into swords, and he quickly pointed out a dozen swords in a row. The sword hit the light of the knife, and finally tried his best to annihilate the sharp attack. Invisibly, Li Xian's killing move was extremely reluctantly resolved, but his figure was also shocked by the anti-shock force and retreated. Not only that, under the hasty action, the meridians and collaterals have been injured, and the heel has not yet stood firmly. A large mouthful of blood has been sprayed out uncontrollably, and the body is cut by the fragments of the knife. It was bloody, and its shape can be said to be extremely embarrassed. On the other hand, Li Xian, although he was also shocked by the anti-shock force and retreated five or six steps, his face was slightly white, but he was safe and sound. After this fierce fight, Li Xian has indisputably gained an absolute advantage, and the balance of victory and defeat has tilted so far.

"Die!"

Li Xian has never been a kind-hearted person. He will not be very compassionate because of the embarrassment of the old way. As soon as he saw the blood spray in his mouth, he immediately waved the horizontal knife in his hand without hesitation and rushed over again, completely ignored his own breath and never calmed down.

"Jither, I'm looking for death!"

Qingxu Laodao has experienced more than a hundred battles, but he has never been forced to be so embarrassed. Even if he fought with Li Chunfeng, who is also a master, and Master Mingjue of Shaolin, they all returned in a draw. However, at this time, he was killed by Li Xian, who was young for several rounds, and lost his armor. The shame in his heart can be imagined. At this time, Li appeared to attack and kill again, and his face was empty and old-fashioned. He couldn't care about the image of a master. He cursed, and his hands were like swords. He did not defend and counterattack. In an instant, he waved dozens of roaring swords, cutting the air.

If you want to play with your life, then come on! Li Xian never lacked the courage to work hard. At this time, Qingxu Laodao played a way of playing both defeats. He was not afraid and ignored the heavy sword spirit that came from the bursting. His right arm shook, and a huge knife light shot out again, regardless of whether it, he cut straight into Qingxu Laodao's chest.

"Puff..."

Both sides are working hard and refuse to force their moves at this time. The sword spirit and the knife light were strangled together in an instant. A series of muffled sounds like fried beans. Li Xian, who was the first to launch a strong attack, was the first to suffer. Several arc-shaped sword gas avoided the frontal interception of the knife light from the side and back. Fang roared and hit Li Xian. Shengsheng blew up several shallow wounds on Li Xian's left shoulder and left arm. The blood sprayed out in an instant, which dyed half of Li Xian's body dazzling red. A sharp pain hit, which almost made Li Xian roar. However, Li Xian had always been patient and put the injury on his body. Regardless, the blade of his right hand suddenly trembled, and the already fast knife was three points faster in an instant, and it hit the chest of the old man with lightning.

"Roar..."

Qingxu Laodao, who was playing with his life, was also ferocious. In the face of Li Xian's knife, he did not retreat. He pointed his hands with his sword and inserted his strength into Li Xian's lower abdomen. Unexpectedly, he planned to die with Li Xianlai. The momentum of both sides was fast, and they had bumped into a ball in an instant, and life and death would be known at this moment... ...