If You Can't Be A Son-In-Law, You Have To Become A Saint

Chapter 87 The genius of Nanfu is just a trivial matter.

Lin Rendong's spiritual sense dissipated.

It was at the moment when Lu Jing and Nan Xuehu officially confronted each other.

Because at that moment, Nan Xuehu's energy and blood surged, and it was like a volcano erupting, impacting all directions.

Lin Rendong's divine sense, which had been burned by the qi and blood just now, could no longer resist such blazing qi and blood, and began to dissipate.

But before this divine sense dissipates.

Her divine sense also captured Lu Jing Yuanshen who flew into the black wooden sword.

The primordial spirit exuded a certain kind of dark golden brilliance, which was incomparably noble and concise.

Compared with ordinary monks in the Rizhao Realm, Lu Jing at this moment seems to have been wandering in the Rizhao Realm for decades, refining the Rizhao Primordial Spirit day and night, making the Primordial Spirit special and extraordinary!

"This Lu Jing may have a method of cultivating the primordial spirit that can be called a classic, or... he is a genius of cultivation at the level of Tianjiao.

Otherwise, how could one reach the Rizhao state at the age of sixteen or seventeen? "

When that divine sense dissipated.

Lin Rendong, who was sitting in the room, stared slightly, with serious eyes.

Ning Qiang sensed Lin Rendong's reaction, and asked suspiciously, "Miss Liandong, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Rendong woke up with a start, but shook her head slightly.

She thought about it, but she didn't continue to separate her mind to watch the duel between the sunshine and the snow mountain, the young Yuanshen monk and the young martial artist.

Nan Xuehu has already reached the limit of the snow mountain, martial arts skills are running, and many martial arts blessings are bursting out, and she can't get close with a ray of divine sense.

As for the primordial spirit coming out of the body...to see that fight in person...

She has never practiced the supernatural power to restrain the brilliance of the primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit of a cultivator above the realm of Huazhen came out of his body and walked in Taixuanjing. The mighty brilliance of the primordial spirit will inevitably attract the attention of some secret pavilions in Taixuanjing.

Although she didn't know what Lu Jing wanted to do, she felt that since Lu Jing had already made up her mind, she shouldn't bother him, otherwise she might cause disaster.

Moreover, she didn't know the grievances between Nan Xuehu and Lu Jing, and she didn't think Nan Xuehu would hurt Lu Jing.

Lin Rendong endured doubts and curiosity patiently, drank tea carefully, and waited for Lu Jing's return.

And in that secluded street.

Nan Xuehu looked at the black sandalwood sword from a distance.

When he met Lu Jing in the Lu Mansion that time, Lu Jing was practicing martial arts, and his martial arts cultivation had even reached the entry level, starting to cast bones!

At that time, Nan Xuehu was surprised that Lu Jing actually practiced martial arts.

Knowing Lu Jing's martial arts cultivation, Lu Jing made a 20-day agreement with him on the bridge that day, which surprised Nan Xuehu.

I even feel that Lu Jing is trying to play tricks on him

But today, at this moment.

When the wooden sword in front of him was shining brightly, Nan Xuehu finally understood...why Lu Jing wanted to kill him and said those words to him.

"Some people are in a low place now, but it doesn't mean that they have been in a low place all their lives..."

"That's what it meant."

Nan Xuehu's mind was somewhat complicated, with many different emotions mixed together.

But even so, Nan Xuehu's eyes remained calm.

This time, he didn't say a word.

After standing still and taking a look, he slightly bent his legs.

The violent force poured into his legs crazily, and the knotted muscles squeezed out the power of bone marrow, flesh, fascia, blood, internal organs, melting furnace, snow mountain, and a lot of blood from all over his body.

Then suddenly jumped!

In those legs, terrible blood burst out.

Nan Xuehu also jumped up at this moment!

A strong person in the snow-capped mountain realm has incredible physical strength.

When he jumped like this, the ground under his feet shattered instantly, and he jumped up like flying, wanting to cross many distances and land on Lu Jing's body.

Primordial spirit monks in the Rizhao realm, if they have not cultivated the precious body, their bodies are extremely fragile.

At this time, once Lu Jing is approached by Nan Xuehu, his soul is very likely to become a lonely ghost.

But……

Knowing that the body is fragile, how can Lu Jing let him get close?

But he saw that the black sandalwood sword suspended in the air had shot out quickly.

The sword light pierced through the air like lightning.

The supernatural power of Sun Moon Sword Light was inspired by Lu Jing Yuanshen again.

Sunlight and moonlight each occupy the double-edged black sandalwood sword.

The light soared and seemed to be sharper.

The vitality condensed in the light of the sun and moon sword for many years also flowed in, making the speed of the black sandalwood sword reach the limit.

The sword light flashed, and suddenly swept across, towards the body of the Southern Snow Tiger leaping in mid-air.

The dazzling sword light carried the vitality that had been brewing for a long time, and it almost cut Nan Xuehu in half!

There was a ring flickering between Nan Xuehu's fingers, and blood was flowing from it.

However, seeing Nan Xuehu marching forward bravely, ignoring the terrifying sword light at all, bringing out unparalleled strength between his elbows sinking, and a punch that was about to hit the black sandalwood sword.

"Ah!"

Suddenly there was a scolding sound from the black sandalwood sword.

That voice came and fell into Nan Xuehu's mind.

Rao Nan Xuehu was masculine and strong-willed, but because he was engrossed in the black sandalwood sword in front of him, he was invaded by the soft snoring sound into his mind.

It was like an extremely sharp needle piercing into his mind.

Let his breath stagnate slightly, and his movements also slightly sluggish.

The sun and moon sword radiated brilliantly, and changed from a sweep to a quick shot, intending to pierce into the belly of the Southern Snow Tiger.

"Humph!"

Nan Xuehu let out a cold snort, and operated his own martial arts primordial skills, concentrating his will and dispelling the pain in his mind in an instant.

But his punch still fell straight down, wanting to break the wooden sword in front of him.

In the black sandalwood sword, Lu Jing Yuanshen stands still.

Nan Xuehu landed a heavy fist carrying Wan Jun's blood, and Lu Jing's wooden sword also pointed directly at this place.

There was another whisper.

The black sandalwood sword was knocked down two feet by Nanxuehu, powerful energy and blood poured into it, Lu Jing's primordial spirit seemed to be burned, and the pain was extreme.

But Lu Jing's original spirit didn't change at all.

After being knocked down two feet, Nan Xuehu's legs were chopped off.

Shine!

The light of the sun and the moon on the black sandalwood sword was more intense, and when it cut through the air, it was about to cut off both of Nan Xuehu's legs.

Nan Xuehu's Qi and blood also sensed the surging vitality, so he knew that this matter could not be done.

He twisted his body, condensed the energy and blood under his feet, thinking that the energy and blood would take advantage of it, and flew back.

Lu Jing Yuanshen's eyes moved slightly.

"The sword light has arrived.

How could it not be stained with blood? "

A bloody light shot out from Nanxuehu's right leg.

The black sandalwood sword flew past, bringing up spots of blood!

boom!

Nanxuehu also fell to the ground, breaking another three or five green bricks.

The indifference in his eyes... has turned into doubt.

He looked at Lu Jing who was sitting upright under the locust tree in the distance. The young man looked calm, so he settled down here.

And on the black sandalwood sword, the sharp light never weakened at all.

It was dark now.

In this dark night, Lu Jing's wooden sword is still bright.

Just like the blood he sprinkled on the ground.

The blood contained qi and blood, and also glowed with a faint blood-colored light.

"The concubine of the Lu family..."

Nan Xuehu pondered in his heart.

But Lu Jing's black sandalwood sword came lightly again.

The angle of this sword was tricky, flying upwards obliquely, it was about to stab Nan Xuehu's jaw.

Nanxuehu swung his arms, and his Qi and blood poured down like a torrential rain.

Then one leg bounced up, the left leg swept across, and the blood within three feet was like a storm, covering the surroundings.

The energy in his whole body poured out like a storm, and the air around him kept exploding.

The power contained in this leg is too terrifying. If it is swept over the real thing, it may be a thick old tree hundreds of years old, and it will be swept away!

The strong qi and blood were masculine to the extreme, even Lu Jing's primordial spirit in the black sandalwood sword in the distance could feel the heat.

But Lu Jing is still not afraid.

Wuye Mountain's rebuke technique sounded like thunder, piercing into Nan Xuehu's mind again.

And that sword light also flew up, straight into the storm of energy and blood.

The sword light is bright, the sun and the moon shine together!

This kind of glow hits the blood, and the sound of clanging can be heard endlessly.

Nan Xuehu's eyes were calm, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

His right leg that swept across, carrying a mighty force, landed fiercely on the black sandalwood sword.

The black sandalwood sword shook violently, but it still pierced into Nan Xuehu's shoulder like a stream of light.

Even if he was as brave as Nanxuehu, he couldn't help frowning.

"This sword light is indeed extraordinary."

A thought flashed in Nan Xuehu's mind.

But his flesh and blood jumped up again, heading towards Lu Jing.

"As long as you can't kill me, you are defeated."

Nanxuehu is extremely brave, his whole body's energy and blood are concentrated on his back, a method of horizontal martial arts practice, mobilizing every piece of flesh and energy in his body, mobilizing every energy in his body, to guard against the black sandalwood sword.

And he went forward bravely, heading towards Lu Jing's physical body.

The black sandalwood sword, the sun and the moon, lighted softly, and shot out quickly, sweeping across the back of Nan Xuehu's neck.

"Clang!"

But an amazing scene appeared.

The light of the Sun Moon sword was incomparably sharp, but this sword crossed Nan Xuehu's back neck.

The flesh and blood burst open, and the flesh and blood swayed.

But when the sword light fell on the bones, it was like gold and iron colliding, and some sparks were born!

It can be seen from this that Nanxuehu Martial Daoxiu is so majestic, with a whole body of bones, under the method of running horizontal training, he can resist the blow of sword light.

But how can the sun, moon and sword light be just a sword?

Lu Jing's primordial spirit thought.

The sun and moon sword light flashed through dozens of swords in an instant.

Nan Xuehu's back was bleeding profusely.

But his expression didn't change at all.

Like a whirlwind of steel, he came straight to Lu Jing's body.

And all his blood, all his vigor, was used by him to guard against that shining wooden sword!

Lu Jing's physical body is already close at hand.

Nan Xuehu's eyes moved slightly, he clenched his right fist, and slammed down hard like a heavy hammer, about to hit Lu Jing's shoulder.

It will make Lu Jing's physical body and Yuanshen disconnected!

"The concubine of the Lu family has been hiding his clumsiness for a long time...but it's not enough."

Nan Xuehu's eyes were indifferent, and his thoughts flickered.

But at this moment, the black sandalwood sword flew towards him, and one of the primordial spirit jumped out and fell into Lu Jing's body.

Lu Jing's body suddenly opened his eyes.

The Daxueshan True Profound Kungfu suddenly worked.

The mighty surging energy and blood are like waves, one wave after another, in an instant, it has already rushed through a hundred layers.

Lu Jing was sitting cross-legged under the locust tree at this time, looking at the Southern Snow Tiger who was so close, she also punched him!

In this punch, all the energy in Lu Jing's body was concentrated, and a lot of blood was vigorous.

As for Nan Xuehu's punch, all vitality and strength were gone.

As a result, Lu Jing pumped up all his energy and blood, and forcibly received Nan Xuehu's punch.

And Lu Jing's punch also ruthlessly hit Nan Xuehu's most vulnerable acupoint on his skull.

boom!

If you hear the sound of qi and blood pounding.

Lu Jing defended with energy and blood, and was punched by Nan Xuehu, and blood flowed out, but was swallowed by Lu Jing, and his face remained calm.

And Nanxuehu...

But Lu Jing punched him hard on the ground.

With terrible inertia and terrifying power, the stone bricks on the ground in front of Lu Jing's eyes shattered!

Nan Xuehu was lying on the ground, bleeding from the dry acupoint on his head, and his blood was continuously escaping from his body.

But Lu Jing is still sitting under the locust tree.

He stood up slowly, tall and tall, and looked down at the Southern Snow Tiger lying in the gravel.

The eyes are calm, neither sad nor happy.

It was as if defeating this Nanfu youth martial arts genius was nothing more than a trivial matter.

(end of this chapter)