Chapter 464: The Contemporary Sword Immortal Kills the Ancient Sword Immortal
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The shadow of the ancient swordsman was a divine fighting force, and its terrifying aura pressed down on Lu Junxing, and for a moment, he was unable to break free.
If it were a normal situation, Lu Junxing would not care about the shadow of the ancient sword immortal.
First, the Ancient Sword Immortal's power of transformation is actually very weak. Simply put, it is just power but cannot be used. The Ancient Sword Immortal has the power of transformation, but it is controlled by eight Nascent Soul cultivators.
Second, the swordsmanship used by the Ancient Sword Immortal is the ancient swordsmanship. You know, there are countless sword cultivators in the cultivation world, and the sword art is flourishing and developing all the time. The ancient swordsmanship is now outdated.
Especially for a peerless swordsmanship genius like Lu Junxing, when he started learning swordsmanship, he started from the ancient swordsmanship, then learned the contemporary swordsmanship, and finally got his own swordsmanship.
It would be unreasonable for a genius like this to be standing on the shoulders of giants but still not as tall as the giants.
But now, he was poisoned.
He was severely poisoned and had difficulty moving.
The ancient swordsman walked to the front of the sword curtain with unrestrained manner, looked down at Lu Junxing, and slashed down with his sword in his backhand!
"when!"
The phantom sword of the ancient sword immortal collided with the sword curtain of the Mountain and River Sword, making a loud sound like metal hitting stone.
“As expected of Lu Junxing, he can even withstand a blow from a Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator…” Long Qiqi said sourly.
Qin Ran flew in the air, carefully filled a jade bottle with a strange-colored mist, and then landed on the ground.
Hearing Long Qiqi's words, he looked at her and said, "Everyone has their own unique talents. If you use your swimming talent to climb a tree, you will definitely fall badly.
"Your talent lies in elixirs and poisons. You must be jealous of the fighting power of other sword cultivators. Aren't you just asking for trouble? Look, I don't know how to use a sword."
"So that's why you are so disgusting!" Long Qiqi glanced at him and said unhappily.
Good intentions don’t always go well. Qin Ran glared at her and stopped comforting her.
"Concentrate on studying this poison thoroughly. You will be responsible for refining the antidote later..." He said as he walked towards the research building.
"You want me to be responsible again?!" Long Qiqi's chubby body suddenly bounced up like a snake whose tail was stepped on. He said angrily, "You want me to be responsible for everything. What are you doing?!"
"I'm going to break the formation!" Qin Ran said confidently, "Otherwise you can go and break the formation."
“What does it have to do with me?!” Long Qiqi stamped her feet in anger and followed Qin Ran to the research building. “I owe you? I’m not from Daojian Sect!”
"Then return my Daojian Sect's identity token to me!" Qin Ran replied, "Who is it that keeps complaining like a punching bag? I want an identity token, I want an identity token. If it weren't for this, would I be so shameless as to ask the Sect Master for it? I am such a jerk!"
"Chasing the wind!" Long Qiqi crossed his arms and gave the answer. He walked heavier with each step, thumping behind Qin Hou. "I didn't."
"Oh, right, right, you just bully Zhuifengben."
"I think you're the stupid one. That guy is pretending. Can't you see that?"
The two of them bickered with each other, then went into the alchemy room together and began to study the strange poisonous fog using various methods.
The first sword didn't work, the sword light flashed on the ancient sword, and another sword was struck!
One sword after another, nine swords in a row, finally, taking advantage of the opportunity when Lu Junxing had no time to control the Mountain and River Sword.
“Bang!”
The sword curtain shattered!
The Mountain and River Sword that had been hanging above Daojianmen for more than two years was chopped away by a sword!
"puff!"
Lu Junxing couldn't control himself and spat out a large mouthful of black and red blood.
He was covered in blood and his body was badly damaged.
But by this time, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer.
Although magic power is immune to poison, it can control the body. Lu Junxing used his magic power to forcibly lock his body, turned over, and came to the Mountain and River Sword, grabbing the Mountain and River Sword.
Holding his natal sword in his hand, he felt much better.
He held the sword with his back to the Ancient Sword Immortal, communicating his emotions with the sword and comprehending it quietly.
On the cloud boat, Qiu Huahua saw that the sword curtain was broken and Lu Junxing was forced to leave. He raised his hand and said coldly: "Kill!"
In an instant, the remaining one thousand monks of the Hengduan Mountain Alliance all flew up, forming a black mass and rushing towards Daojianmen.
"Everyone, wait a minute!" Lu Junxing, with his blood-stained clothes on, said loudly with his back to the Hengduan Mountain Alliance, "If you want to see Daojianmen, why don't you come and see my sword that conquers mountains and rivers first?"
After he finished speaking, he turned around with a smile on his face, looking at the cultivators in the sky, more than thirty Yuanying, more than six hundred Jindan, and countless foundation-building cultivators. He raised his sword and spoke word by word:
"Mountain! River! Picture!"
The Mountain and River Sword with a black hilt and white blade moved. The tip of the sword brought up black and white sword energy. The sword energy flew out in wisps, using the world as its canvas. Each stroke seemed slow but was actually fast. In an instant, it painted a picture of rivers and mountains, trapping all the cultivators of the Hengduan Mountains Alliance in it.
He wants to fight the entire alliance on his own!
As soon as the map of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers appeared, Lu Junxing no longer cared about it. He looked at the phantom of the Ancient Sword Immortal, smiled and nodded, and then walked towards the Ancient Sword Immortal, chanting as he walked: "Swords walk on mountains and rivers!"
The pain in his body was unbearable, as if it would fall apart at any time, making him stagger like a drunk, leaving bloody footprints in the air with every step.
The ancient swordsman raised his sword, disappeared, and instantly appeared in front of Lu Junxing, slashing him with his sword.
The staggering Lu Junxing suddenly accelerated, floating up along the ancient sword immortal's sword and stepping on the sword body of the giant sword.
The Ancient Sword Immortal raised his sword and swung it hard, but failed to throw Lu Junxing off the sword.
Lu Junxing looked shaky and unable to stand steadily, but he seemed to be sticking to the ancient sword immortal's sword.
No matter what, Gu Jianxian couldn't get rid of him.
He even walked along the blade of the sword.
As he walked, black and white sword energy appeared, alternating under his feet, using the giant sword as a canvas to draw mountains and rivers.
He seemed to be traveling among the mountains and rivers. When he was in the mood, he picked up his pen and painted the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers.
The black and white sword energy intertwined like ink, and the ink soaked into the giant sword.
The sword energy of the ancient sword immortal appeared on the giant sword, trying its best to resist the black and white sword energy.
Regardless of what was happening behind him, Lu Junxing just kept moving forward, visiting the mountains and rivers, crossing the river and climbing the mountain. He walked past the sword of Gu Jianxian, walked to the hand of Gu Jianxian, walked to his arm, and walked to the shoulder of Gu Jianxian.
He walked and painted along the way, painting the ups and downs of mountains and rivers on the ancient swordsman.
Another use of Jian Lu Shan He.
The Ancient Sword Immortal tried his best to resist the invasion of Lu Junxing's sword intent and the cutting of sword energy, but he was not the real Ancient Sword Immortal in the world after all. He was just a phantom, and the ones who truly controlled him were the eight Nascent Soul cultivators on the Yunzhou.
But, how could the understanding of the sword by those eight Nascent Soul cultivators compare to Lu Junxing’s?
In terms of sword comprehension, even if they practice for hundreds of years, they will not be as good as Lu Junxing.
What if the sword energy cannot resist?
They can only use the dumbest method...sacrifice the rook to save the king.
The Ancient Sword Immortal is just a shadow, not a real entity!
Lu Junxing was still walking up, about to reach the head of Ancient Sword Immortal. At this moment, Ancient Sword Immortal suddenly made a "bang" sound and dispersed like smoke.
The smoke dispersed, the sword energy forced back, and Lu Junxing turned around and retreated. His body was swaying, but his body movement was extremely fast, and the sword energy released by the ancient sword immortal did not pierce him at all, and he avoided it in a very dangerous situation.
The Ancient Sword Immortal dispersed and reunited, then took shape again not far away.
However, he was originally more than three meters tall, but now, he was only two meters tall. A lot of smoke was absorbed by the black and white sword energy, and he did not dare to take it back.
His momentum dropped suddenly.
"Ha ha!"
Lu Junxing laughed, feeling unbearable pain in his body. He reached behind him and took out a pot of wine from his Qiankun bag.
He broke the wine seal with one hand and fell down with his head tilted back!
As soon as the ancient swordsman appeared over there, he immediately used his skills, flashed, appeared in front of Lu Junxing, and stabbed with a sword.
Lu Junxing was drinking when a giant sword stabbed at him. He twisted his body and twisted away the giant sword that was one zhang long.
The ancient swordsman thrust out his sword one after another, and Lu Junxing dodged them all. Each strike was very dangerous, and each strike was just avoided.
And every time the Ancient Sword Immortal disappeared and reappeared, Lu Junxing was able to just keep up.
This strange fight lasted until Lu Junxing finished his drink and burped.
The poison had been wreaking havoc in his body, and he was fighting really hard. The burp affected his movements, and he was hit by the giant sword, sending him flying hundreds of meters.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of turbid blood.
He stood firm in the air, looked at the huge Ancient Sword Immortal, laughed, and said, "Swallowing mountains and rivers!"
The ancient swordsman's figure flashed, and he used his skills to suddenly disappear from a distance.
Lu Junxing spit out all the wine he had just drunk. The wine mixed with the sword energy of mountains and rivers surged like a river, instantly creating the world and mountains and rivers.
He opened his mouth and spit out a river and mountains from heaven to earth.
As the majestic and vast world and mountains and rivers appeared, the shadow of the ancient sword immortal appeared in front of the world and mountains and rivers, as if he had collided with the solid sword energy of the mountains and rivers.
"Ancient Sword Technique!"
Obviously, someone was frightened. Suddenly, a loud shout was heard from the cloud boat. The ancient sword immortal slashed forward, his shadow glowing, and he slashed down with a sword towards the sky, earth, and mountains!
"boom!"
The mountains and rivers are shattered!
The shadow of the ancient swordsman was blown away hundreds of feet by the sword energy of mountains and rivers.
Lu Junxing retreated more than a hundred meters, opened his mouth, and began to vomit blood uncontrollably again.
"What? You can use blood to display your mighty power?" Qin Ran's voice suddenly sounded at the side.
Lu Junxing was poisoned, but he continued to attack. In fact, he was already at the end of his strength.
His face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood. Even though he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, sweat appeared on his forehead.
"No..." He shook his head seriously, "I haven't been able to refine the sword energy into my body yet."
But he added, "But Junior Master, your idea is very good. If you practice sword energy inside your body and integrate it into your flesh, blood, and bones, it will be very interesting."
Qin Ran was stunned. He had only made a casual joke, but he did not expect Lu Junxing to think so far.
No wonder others are peerless.
He stretched out his hand and threw the porcelain bottle in his hand to Lu Junxing, saying: "The detoxification pill is freshly made. But it can only suppress the toxicity, not detoxify."
Lu Junxing took the porcelain bottle, panting, and teased: "What do you call a detoxification pill if it can't detoxify?"
"Qiqi is still researching..." Qin Ran shook his head, "The complete detoxification pill should be ready soon. Just hold on for a while."
Lu Junxing took two detoxification pills and immediately felt that the poison in his body was suppressed and no longer wreaked havoc.
He immediately felt much more relaxed, and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, Junior Master, I will definitely force out all the hidden cards of Zhishen Valley for you. This phantom of the Sword Immortal must be dead."
"Just do your best!" Qin Ran turned around and flew out of Daojianmen, saying, "If you can't hold on any longer, just run for your life. The world is so big, who can stop you, Lu Junxing? Daojianmen must keep some sparks."
Lu Junxing did not reply. He disagreed with Qin Ran's words, but did not refute them.
"Oh, that's right." Qin Ran's voice came again, "This poison is immune to magic power and attacks the body, but it is ineffective against the soul. I hope this information is useful to you."
Lu Junxing shook his head: "It's useless to me. I haven't cultivated my soul yet."
"What a pity." Qin Ran flew to the location of Daojianmen's mountain protection formation.
At this time, a colorful and extremely gorgeous barrier has appeared here.
The barrier was spreading poisonous fog into Daojian Gate.
Qin Ran closed his eyes, his soul flew out from between his eyebrows, and dived into the formation barrier, and began to reverse the basic formation.
After taking the detoxification pill, although the injuries caused by the poison could not be recovered for the time being, the poison was suppressed after all, and there was no intention of tearing the body apart. The body did not feel so much pain, and some magic power was recovered. Lu Junxing gained two points of strength.
He looked towards the Ancient Sword Immortal opposite him and found that he was only a little over ten feet tall, as half of his body had been blown away by his powerful Qi that swallowed mountains and rivers.
Lu Junxing took a deep breath, felt pain in his lungs, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He said, "What tricks do you have? Use them all!
"Otherwise there will be no chance."
The ancient swordsman stretched out his body and disappeared on the spot.
Seeing this, Lu Junxing shook his head: "Boring!"
He condensed his sword energy, turned around and slashed, splitting the ancient sword immortal who had just appeared in half with one sword.
He is just a phantom of an ancient swordsman. What else can you ask him to do?
He has a flash skill and the cultivation strength of an ancient sword immortal, which is already very strong. He can fight Ao Yi on equal terms and can chase Zhuifeng and fight like a dog.
He just happened to meet Lu Junxing.
The ancient sword immortal who was split into two halves turned into two half-meter shadows and continued to kill Lu Junxing.
However, his full strength was not enough to cause any harm to Lu Junxing, so how could it be useful if it was dispersed?
Lu Junxing used his sword to walk on mountains and rivers again, and strands of sword energy from mountains and rivers appeared and attached to the ancient sword immortal. As the sword energy from mountains and rivers increased, the ancient sword immortals became more and more numerous and smaller.
Until the end, the Ancient Sword Immortal was completely covered by the sword energy of mountains and rivers.
...The ancient swordsman disappears!
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