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Luohui’s complex blue sword aura surging like a thick colloid, huge bubbles exploded on the edge, and the sword aura continued to agitate and spread like layers of flower stamens unfolding faster and faster. It's getting bigger and bigger, expanding in all directions.

The aura of heaven and earth rushed to this group of strong blue sword clouds, this is the swordsmanship.

Chi Jiao dashed from left to right in the cloud, and was eventually slowed down by the boundless sword energy.

With this move, Dongxia Zengyun, Chong Shaoyang was honored by the world's colleagues: the real person in the cloud.It is well-known in the entire southeast practice world.

Lu Zhengkang watched Jianyun flooding towards him without panic. The scarlet scorpion in the cloud disappeared suddenly, as if he had never left his sleeve. When he raised his hand, another sword light burst into the air. Thousands of Rui Cai, pouring, torrential rain, pierced Jian Yun to the ground.

When Lu Zhengkang broke through his opponent's swordsmanship, Chong Shaoyang had long been gone, and even Qi Ji had lost his position.

In the diagonal thorn, a blue sword light suddenly lit up, piercing Lu Zhengkang.

In the red building, Qing Ningzi clenched his fists and was about to get up. Sheng Yan raised his hand on the side and praised, "What a clever phantom."

The pierced Lu Zhengkang, dripping blood and dying aura, Chong Shaoyang's figure jumped out of the cloud of swords, stood behind Lu Zhengkang, and whispered: "Alcoholic swordsman, but so."

Then, he felt that he was being put on his shoulders, and his body became stiff.

The Lu Zhengkang in front of him was obviously real, even the Qi... suddenly disappeared, and the real Lu Zhengkang appeared behind Chong Shaoyang, "Good friend, you are nothing but that."

Chong Shaoyang pursed his mouth, refused to admit defeat, raised his sword finger, turned around and stab, the sword finger penetrated into the sea of ​​air from Lu Zhengkang, Chong Shaoyang could feel the touch of the opponent's mana flowing at his fingertips. This time it's real!

Then, he was put on his shoulders again, "The second time."

"...A friendly and powerful illusion." He ridiculed Lu Zhengkang's move.Before he finished his words, the palm of his shoulders burst out with a violent flame, but the red eagle couldn't bear the humiliation of his master, so he wanted to chop the purple eggplant with a sword.

The real Lu Zhengkang walked out of the illusion of numerous sword lights, "The swordsmanship of fellow Daoists is eye-opening."

Chong Shaoyang's face was as red as the morning sun, "But it was Chong's classmate who made an axe, and the poor Dao gave in.

Lu Zhengkang withdrew the red ray, Chong Shaoyang also put Luo Hui into the sheath, and the two humbly returned to the Chilou together.

Huanxin Jian Jiuchenzi continued to show his swords to his colleagues, "Kunlun Palace Lu Zhengkang, I would like to learn."

At this moment, everyone has to weigh.

Lu Zhengkang invited the fight again, still silent.

Do it again, then this time Chilou's Renewal Sword belongs to Jiu Chenzi.

Seeing the embarrassing atmosphere, suddenly an old man Huafa stood up, but he was the mountain owner of the line of Xiaojiao Mountain. Earlier, a pill sword repairer was chopped down by Lu Zhengkang with a single sword, and then he forged an enmity.

"Yan Jiao Shan, Yan Hechun, sword weapon Yellow Dragonfly, courteous." The man's eyes were cold, "This time I will compete with fellow Daoists, and I will die!"

Everyone in the Chilou seemed to sigh for half a sigh, so that after a muffled sigh, the air was three minutes hotter. Some were regrettable, some were comfortable and joyful. Once you see blood, you will be worth seeing. .

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Even if you compete, you will die."

They soared into the clouds, standing separately, Chilou bell rang four times.

Just at this time, there was another dragon chant from the east, the sky suddenly dimmed, and the sun disappeared. The heaven and the earth seemed to be plunged into a miserable evening, everything was covered with a layer of gray-blue and dumb reflections. Everyone looked at each other and felt surprised. , Heaven and Earth’s spiritual energy suddenly fell into low ebb, yin and yang were out of order, day and night faint, this is eternal night.

No matter what the situation, you can't delay the sword fight.

Lu Zhengkang conveyed to Yan Hechun, "The vision of heaven and earth has left a name in history. You and I are fighting swords at this time, no matter who lives or dies, it is blessed."

Yan Hechun showed a touch of happiness, and whispered, "Who said it wasn't." He swung his sword.

The red jade clank clanked, and in an instant, a light suddenly lit up. In the eternal blue sky light, it was like the brilliant headlights of a running train at night, roaring, and the wind couldn’t catch up with it, just like the light. Seeing the red light of the kumquat circle around Yan Hechun's neck, the next moment, a head flew up.

The master of Mount Mochi opened his eyes wide and his lips squirmed. The Chiliu could see clearly. He was saying: Qinglian Jianzong, Winter Solstice Peak, conspiracy...

The blazing sword energy rushed and smashed his golden core. The aura that burst into pieces was a hollow cloud. The shock wave went in all directions. Yan Hechun's sword energy yellow dragonfly screamed in grief and screamed. After leaving, the sword fell with the corpse in the reckless Kunlun Mountains.

The bell rang, and the grievances were cleared.

Since ancient times, there have been so many people buried in the world, but now there is only one more lonely soul.

Lu Zhengkang harvested the red beetle and looked at the sky. Such a dim color made people feel uncomfortable. Without the sun, plants would be difficult to grow. If the eternal night lasts too long, there will be famines everywhere.

He returned to Chilou and continued to present the sword to everyone, "I would like to ask."

Qingningzi came out more and more.

Lu Zhengkang looked at her, only at her, and didn't turn his gaze anymore. In the eternal night, Qing Ningzi's expression was calm, without sorrows and joys, just like a cold star in the sky, bright and lonely.

"Qinglian Sword Sect, Qing Ningzi, the sword weapon he holds, the Wuyue Xingzhancheng Lightsaber, it is polite."

"Qing Ning'er, please."

Qing Ningzi walked past him, Lu Zhengkang saw her today's pale robe, water blue repair shoes like blue butterflies strolling in the pond under the moon.

Chilou rang three times.

The sword box behind Qingningzi unfolded and jumped out of the five-way Chongwei mountain range.

The red dragon flew out of Lu Zhengkang's sleeves, leaping forward to the Xia Xia.

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Lu Zhengkang still remembered that the first time she fought against Qing Ningzi, she lost so quickly that she had no time to struggle.

The red light of the red ray immersed in the shadow of the Five Mountains, like a golden river rolling over the mountains.

That was when he was in danger. Qing Ningzi believed him very much at the time. They were walking on Yuelun Mountain, and the shattered world after the torrents had cruel beauty, just like a woman with a cold and frosty face like a teardrop.

The sky in the eternal night is gray, the earth is blue, the air is chilling, and the wind begins to increase, causing the clouds to swell, and Lu Zhengkang's figure suddenly disappears in the dim sky, Qingning Zi was taken aback, and she pursed her mouth, urging the sword light even more. In an instant, the bright brilliance of the five colors and five mountains shining all over the place, annihilating all the bad colors of the eternal night.

Now it seems that Qing Zhenren's sword art has greatly improved. As far as the sword light can be, the clear hole is clear, and the sword can go back and forth in the sword circle at an extremely fast speed, protecting her whole body strictly.

The red jade dragon circling, making a circle of fire, circling around Qingningzi.

In the phantom of the Wuyue Mountains and rivers, I don’t know when, there was a lot of fog, the mountains were rolling, like the water mist from the flames of the red scorpion, covered by the mountains, the body of the Wuyue sword appeared in the air, Qingningzi’s All the mana disappeared in the misty fog.

The red dragon flickered suddenly, and stab Qing Ningzi, she made the Huashan sword to meet it, both of the swords had no handles, and burst into the air like a pisces. The five elements of the Huashan sword were gold and were made by the red dragon. Qing Ningzi transferred the Beiyue Hengshan sword again to overcome the fire with water. However, before she could react, Lu Zhengkang put his hand on her shoulder behind him.

"Qing Ning'er, you lost."

"There is no conclusion yet." Qing Ningzi smiled, and his whole body suddenly burst into flames. It was actually a means of strengthening the body to become qi. He threw the body into the cold pine matching sword, and there was no trace.

Once the swordsman has mastered the means of refining the body and becoming qi, there will be no flaws. The only drawback is that this method is too mana-consuming. Only the power of the soul can be used to it. Even the monks of the first-grade golden core are barely qualified. Just practice.

Qing Ningzi's talent in qi training is very good, even Fu Daozi has not been able to train the body into qi, and Qing Ningzi can reach this point, Lu Zhengkang is not surprised.

He stood in the air with a rainbow haze on his feet, and the scarlet hawk retracted, turning into a sword circle to protect his body, and the hazy wine mist still spreads with his vital energy.

The Wuyue Xingzhancheng lightsaber was pressed down on top of Lu Zhengkang's head along with the cold pine, the sword gasified, and thousands of hectares of heavy objects fell rapidly. The air was compressed into frosted glass and attached to the bottom of Jianshan. The fierce friction gave off a fire. Such as falling meteorites.