Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

Under the whistling sound of a row of air-blasted piercing knives, the light of the knives was overwhelming.

Xue Wuya raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lin Shuguang's knife skills gave him a different feeling, but he was still full of confidence.

Reaching out, a long sword condensed in his hand.

In an instant, the surrounding area was filled with bone-shattering sharpness that ripped apart the sky and the earth, and the falling forest leaves were easily torn into pieces by countless filaments of sharp sword intent.

Not only the forest leaves, but the nearby ancient trees, rocks and even the mountains that had stood for decades were torn apart by this sword intent.

Under this sword, countless eerie and cold undercurrents exploded, like lightning and fire, intertwined, forming a large net, entwining the sword-wielding figure rushing towards.

"Bang!"

The figures of the two collided together, and a splendid dust wave suddenly rose.

At the moment of the fight, Xue Wuya narrowed his eyes, sneered, and said coldly: "You think you can beat me like this, childish (childish)!"

The voice is not finished.

The indifferent Lin Shuguang raised his hand, and the sword light like thunder and lightning slashed down.

The knife came suddenly.

Even beyond Xue Wuya's imagination, he shouted angrily, and his silver-white sword light violently dragged out a silver-colored air wave nearly ten feet long, trying to counterattack.

But suddenly, Lin Shuguang's sword was extremely fierce, exuding a violent and almost barbaric aura, and without hesitation, the overlapping sword lights in front of him were slashed into pieces.

All of a sudden! The bloodless sword light collapsed, and Qi Lang, who was blown away in all directions, roared in midair, as if a bomb exploded, and the entire pavilion was completely shattered.

"Huh?" Xue Wuya's body suffered a blockage, he groaned, only feeling that the arm holding the sword was a little numb.

My heart sank.

【This guy's power is so strong! And this sword technique... I want to be more tyrannical than I felt before, no wonder I can kill Wang Bo effortlessly...]

After the hurriedly counterattacked sword energy was smashed to pieces without hindrance, Xue Wuya stretched out his hand and grabbed the silver thread-like sword energy in front of him as if he was holding it in his arms.

Thousands of sword intents fell into his arms in an instant, blood boundlessly pinched his fingers, and the silver threads of sword energy suddenly made a fiery explosion.

A faint smell of gold and iron permeated on the spot.

A jingle, and the fire is scattered!

Lin Shuguang's body was instantly attacked by a thousand silver threads of sword intent...

If it was someone else, who was currently subjected to the mysterious and fierce swordsmanship of Xue Wuya, maybe they would have been pierced by the thousand threads of silver just now and become riddled with holes.

But Lin Shuguang is the Demon King Lin.

A body of demon armor covers the body surface.

The attack from Xue Wuya can't make any waves at all, and as Ouyang Gongyang said, this is the strongest armor he has built!

It's just that Xue Wuya knows that Lin Shuguang still has such means.

This [Qiansi Wushuang Sword] is a top-level swordsmanship that he acquired from [Xuanmen] in the early years.

According to what is said in swordsmanship, such suffocating energy can not only kill the body, but also kill the soul, and it is extremely powerful.

Although Xue Wuya has not been able to nurture this kind of swordsmanship to the extreme state, but it has been inseparable, and can achieve the peak within ten years.

Just like now - Lin Shuguang is unscathed?

He couldn't imagine it, let alone accept it.

This [Qiansi Wushuang Sword] is his blood Wuya's true secret skill!

His face changed instantly, almost in less than a thousandth of a second, Xue Wuya noticed something was wrong, and his figure retreated sharply.

The killing knife in Lin Shuguang's hand slashed at the position where he was standing, and he also sensed the retreat of Xue Wuya. When the killing knife in Lin Shuguang's hand fell, he turned around.

There seems to be a premonition of an unpredictable prophet, and in a flash, he slashes down towards Xue Wuya's chest.

This superb fighting consciousness made Xue Wuya's heart sink.

"I underestimated you!"

He shouted angrily, his body shot up in a hurry, his hands pinched out a sword art, from his retreating figure, nearly a hundred lines of silver-white sword evil qi surging and intertwined, forcibly constructed from his front. A silver-white sword net wanted to intercept this extremely sharp sword gang cut by Lin Shuguang.

It's a pity that these fierce sword nets did not mean the slightest threat to Lin Shuguang.

He strode forward, with a kind of rudeness that made people jump, and came before Xue Wuya without warning.

Like a spring thunder, Lin Shuguang's knife carried the ferocity of a spring thunder explosion.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the world changed instantly.

"Damn!"

Xue Wuya's face changed wildly, and he finally felt a trace of heart palpitations.

"Give it to me!"

He roared furiously, and a large number of silver-white sword threads that had just been shattered by Lin Shuguang condensed out of thin air to form a giant sword of thirty to five feet long.

Gathering in danger, the momentum is huge!

Under the control of Xue Wuya, the huge silver sword condensed by thousands of sword threads radiated starlight and connected into a dazzling galaxy.

This sword is extremely terrifying, but Lin Shuguang's face has always changed a little bit, the swordsmanship is blatant, and he is bullied and pressed down with lingering indifference!

Boom!

A burst of thunder-like crosstalk resounded in the sky, as if it exploded the entire valley, and the terrifying air waves in large groups were like real dragons wandering, completely razing everything around them to the ground.

Destruction!

"How could it be! How could you possibly hurt me!"

The gravel smashed all around, Xue Wuya looked at Lin Shuguang with horror in his eyes, and a little blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

He never imagined that a low-level warrior could display such a strong sword technique, and even his [Qiansi Wushuang Sword] could not approach this man's body.

Such a scene is unique in his cognition and experience!

But he has always been arrogant. Naturally, the swordsmanship in his hand also has a soaring Ning Zhe not bend. Seeing Lin Shuguang's swordsmanship, he has no intention of asking for forgiveness.

"I am a strong swordsman, you will never kill me!"

Xue Wuya didn't mean to wipe the blood at all, and roared angrily.

But Lin Shuguang's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and he bullied him outright, and the terrifying momentum directly overshadowed his roar.

"Clang clang clang clang clang!"

Almost instantly, the figure of Lin Shuguang and Xue Wuya fighting together digs three feet into the ground, and countless sparks form a sea of ​​fire.

There was not even a blink of an eye, and the hairs on Xue Wuya's body had already exploded, resisting Lin Shuguang's slashing sword so many times.

"I said, you can't kill (me)—"

"Bang!"

"puff--"

Without mentioning it in one breath, Xue Wuya couldn't prevent it at all, and was slashed by Lin Shuguang through the sword body, and the ribs on his chest exploded several times.

Like a cannonball, it smashed into the distant mountains and forests, setting off several meters of dust waves.

"Cough-cough--"

Xue Wuya vomited blood, his eyes full of horror.

He was finally afraid... "Don't, kill me..."

Lin Shuguang held a knife in his hand and looked down, "People from [Xuanshan], that's all."

Xue Wuya fell into the ruins, spitting out blood in a large area, and said intermittently: "Don't kill me, I will help you..."

But the voice is not finished.

Lin Shuguang killed him with one knife.

"laugh!"

[The kill is successful, and the blood gas value of 88888 cards is captured! 】

"It's not even as good as [Holy Mountain], I don't like you [Xuanmen] at all..."

Without looking at the corpse on the ground again, Lin Shuguang put away the knife and left peacefully.

...

After half an hour.

Huaicheng Special Administrative Bureau.

"Are you alright?" Si Qianjun asked with concern. When he saw Lin Shuguang coming back, he probably guessed the ending.

Lin Shuguang shook his head, "I'm fine."

"It's fine." Si Qianjun sighed with emotion, "Now the troubled times will come, and all the bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods have jumped out. It's not a good day."

Lin Shugu'ang stood in front of the window, looking at the blood-red sky, "Next, the fight for chance will become more normal. Commander, prepare for the battle, Tongxuan is not the end."

"Well, listen to you. So what have you been thinking lately?"

"First check if there are any monuments coming..."

"I'll make arrangements."

[Double monthly tickets have been opened. The brothers have been so powerful in the past two days. The National Celebration has begun to add more updates. The outline is being sorted out in the past two days. When the battle is over, there is no blood, no brothers! ! ! 】