After the first sword repair, he ran away

"Can you see the cultivation level of that disciple of He Huanzong?" A monk asked uncertainly. He was a monk in the Jindan stage, and he couldn't feel Lu Xingyao's cultivation level at all.

"I can't feel it, maybe it's covered by some magic weapon." Most high-level monks can feel the cultivation base of monks with a lower level than themselves. If they can't feel it, it can only mean that the other party's cultivation base is higher, or Hidden, using a high-level magic weapon to cover his cultivation base.

Lu Xingyao came to the outskirts of the main city along with the crowd. The central area of ​​the battle was bustling, and everyone had already vacated the place for the two of them.

Lu Xingyao stepped into the central area of ​​the battle, and he could still hear the yelling of the crowd, "Hey, come, hello, today Shaking Heaven Sect is against He Huanzong, buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it "Someone shouted at the edge of the field, and at first glance, the man was carrying a huge dice. Obviously, this dice was his weapon. There were many people around him, and it seemed that this was not the first time he had bet here.

"I bought Shaking Sky Sect. He looks much better than that little boy of He Huanzong. Haha, I'll buy a hundred intermediate spirit stones."

"I bought He Huanzong. Maybe that person is a sword repairer. He doesn't look like a coward. I'll buy two hundred intermediate spirit stones."

Soon, the lively crowd placed their bets.

"Are you ready?" Zhang Meng's double hammers were already ready, he looked at Lu Xingyao provocatively, his eyes were wide open, full of wildness, he was waiting to tear this little girl up here, Let him kneel at his feet and beg for mercy.

"Wait a minute." Lu Xingyao said.

When everyone saw Lu Xingyao walking to the edge of the competition area, everyone looked at him in puzzlement, and some showed disdainful eyes.

"Could it be that you want to run away because you're afraid? You're running away from the battle, and you're a coward."

"That's right, it's too embarrassing. I've lost the face of my Demon Dao. I'll hack you to death after I go out." A monk wearing a ghost tooth mask outside the venue said, judging by his identity, he is one of the four demon kings under the demon king. minions.

Lu Xingyao ignored the gazes of others, and walked up to the betting monks, "One hundred high-level spirit stones, I win." Lu Xingyao took out all the high-level spirit stones from the storage ring, and pressed them all on himself body.

The other party was a little surprised. Lu Xingyao's odds were very high, and it went to three times. Obviously, most people were not optimistic about him. However, Lu Xingyao's bet directly evened the odds.He collected the money and handed the receipt to Lu Xingyao.

Lu Xingyao received the receipt and walked to the central area of ​​the battle. There is a red arena in the central area of ​​the battle. Generally, monks will fight on it, but in fact the entire battle area is very large. Except for the arena, the lower part can also fight , the entire battle area is a big rectangle, definitely enough for monks to fight inside.

After Lu Xingyao placed his bet, he stepped forward with his sword in hand, ignoring the voice behind him.

What he held in his hand was a dagger pinned to his waist.

"Master, let me come, let me come!" Wujijian behind said cheerfully.

Lu Xingyao had no choice but to take back the dagger at his waist, and took out the long sword behind his back. There was no way, there was an extra child, and he had to take care of the child's emotions. If he didn't agree to Wuji Sword, he might have trouble with him again. Good meal.

Lu Xingyao and Zhang Meng stood in the middle of the arena. At this time, the cultivation bases of the two began to increase sharply. People outside the court clearly felt that both of them were Jindan stage monks, and their cultivation bases were not low!

Everyone was surprised. Zhang Meng in front of him is very famous in the neighborhood. He has defeated hundreds or dozens of people in the arena. He is only a few dozen years old, but he is already at the golden core stage?

The Wuji sword in Lu Xingyao's hand was boiling, and he could feel the sword trembling slightly while holding it, it was trembling of excitement.

Lu Xingyao has practiced swordsmanship for many years, and he has his own understanding of swordsmanship. In addition, he saw the moon and practiced swords every day in Yuexuanshan, and was influenced by that killing god. His swordsmanship comprehension has also reached a new height. It is said that his level is not lower than the average swordsman.

The long sword is divided into ten pieces, the silver light on the sword is majestic, the sky is shimmering with thunder and lightning, it seems that there are silver dragons flashing, and the sword intent can only be condensed into reality, this kind of swordsmanship has surpassed the general swordsmanship.Of course, the reason why there is the Wuji Sword is that it is a divine sword, which not only gives birth to wisdom, but also possesses the power outside the sword. Even if Lu Xingyao is not good enough, it can also drive the long sword to fight. That's what its masterpiece does.

The onlookers under the martial arts arena were stunned. They didn't expect that this Jindan Stage cultivator's sword energy would be so dignified that he could transform into a silver dragon. You must know that creatures like dragons are symbols of the pinnacle of combat power at any time. .

Zhang Meng looked at the silver dragon in the sky, and he immediately raised the sky-shaking hammer and swung it vigorously.

"Come on! Let me see how powerful the disciples of the He Huan Sect are!" Zhang Meng was imposing and mighty, his body muscles were knotted like rolling tree roots, and he looked extremely terrifying.

Lu Xingyao also knew that he had to do his best in this battle. From the perspective of spiritual power, Zhang Meng's strength was already in the late Golden Core stage. The two hammers looked dark and had no light on the surface, and their weight should not be too heavy. Ordinary, but he is only in the middle of the golden core stage. In terms of strength, Zhang Meng's strength is stronger than him. After all, the difference between a small stage is not just a word, but a qualitative difference.But this is not to say that he has no fighting power. In the underground palace, he has already fought against the tentacles of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and now, he is even less afraid of Zhang Meng, who is only the late Jindan.

The speed of the battle between the two was very fast. Lu Xingyao managed to catch a hammer from the other side with one sword, but he felt that it weighed ten thousand catties, and the small silver sword disappeared with a "ding".Just now, eleven of his Wuji swords were transformed in the air. This is his perception of Wu Wu's use of swordsmanship. It seems that these transformed long swords can obtain 70.00% of the ability of the original sword.

Soon, the next hammer will come down soon.

Lu Xingyao took a phantom body and stepped back ten steps, and the other party followed closely behind.

Lu Xingyao drove his spiritual power, and the remaining ten small spiritual power swords attacked the opponent's various weaknesses!

With his advantages, speed and agility, he naturally wouldn't let this match drag on. He had already found out all the opponent's weaknesses in the face-to-face just now.

The small silver sword is like a sword flower, flying in the air, heading towards the opponent's lower body, neck, limbs and other places into the palace on the established route.

The heavy hammer's defense is limited. In a short while, Zhang Meng suffered a lot of injuries, blood trickled down, and he could no longer hold the pair of sky-shaking hammers with both hands. He was as crazy as a cornered prisoner. Even if he was injured and bleeding, he was unwilling to stop attacking, but he couldn't catch a trace of the opponent.

After losing, Zhang Meng looked at the tip of the sword in disbelief. From above, he felt the stern murderous aura.

"You lost," Lu Xingyao neatly put away the long sword, holding it in his hand.

He suddenly walked to the place where he had placed his bet just now, and the cold killing intent on his face disappeared. At that moment, he understood Ye Yanyue's killing intent in a little bit of swordsmanship, like a polar land, a vast expanse of whiteness, There are only murderous intentions left everywhere, and these killing intents projected on the sword will form a killing formation, it seems that next time he can try the sword formation.

"What are the odds?" Lu Xingyao walked out of the battle after winning, and he asked the bettors with a smile. His mood was like the scorching sun in May, bright and bright, and there were two flowers on his face.

"2.55..." The man stuttered.

Lu Xingyao stretched out his hand, his face was still smiling, full of satisfaction and happiness, making money makes people happy, you know, he is poor, although he is the one who wears the moon at night on Yuexuan Mountain, but he doesn't Take more of Ye Yanyue's spirit stones, magic weapons, etc., so up to now, only the dowry that he brought before marrying Ye Yanyue is left in his storage ring.

2.55 is 2550, he can net 1550 top-grade spirit stones, Lu Xingyao thought with a smile on his face.

Lu Xingyao was about to reach out to take his 2550 high-level spirit stones, and the other party's heartbroken expression seemed a little funny to Lu Yao.

Lu Xingyao stood in front of that person, watching him count the land one by one, feeling sweet in his heart, he is going to get rich, it seems that this trip has paid off well, not only has his cultivation improved, but he has also gotten a fortune stone.

Lu Xingyao completely forgot that in addition to the loot, he also got a spoil this time - Ye Yanyue's pursuit. If Lie Yeyanyue chased him down, it was still unknown whether he would be able to use these spirit stones alive.

"Level [-] alert, your enemy Ye Yanyue is approaching, and there is still one kilometer to arrive." Wujijian jumped up happily, and he was rather gloating.

"You did it on purpose, why didn't you remind me just now?" Lu Xingyao was frightened and furious when he heard Wujijian's words, and asked sadly and angrily in his consciousness, would he have time to run away now?

"Hurry up and give it to me!!!" Lu Xingyao urged the person in front of him dissatisfied, mother, after he finished counting 2250 high-level spirit stones, Ye Yanyue would kill him, the medicine he took today could clearly kill Ye Yanyue. Yanyue was stunned for a day, and after half a day, Ye Yanyue was killed.

"I'm just so slow, you can go if you can't wait." The man glanced at Lu Xingyao, and his movements slowed down again.

Lu Xingyao was very angry.

"The enemy's distance is less than 500 meters~~~~" The Wuji Sword almost popped out in Lu Xingyao's mind.

"You still have the nerve to say, if he kills me, I'll be the first to sacrifice you." Lu Xingyao said fiercely in his mind, turned around and ran, Lingshi—it doesn't matter.

"It's not my fault, he came here directly, he is too powerful." Wujijian continued to babble.

Just when Lu Xingyao turned around and was about to run away, an angry voice came from far away.

"Where do you want to go?" The cold voice lacked any emotion, and the sound quality was deep and mellow. If it wasn't for the killing intent covering it, it would be pleasant to listen to.

"If you run again, your leg will be chopped off." Ye Yanyue saw the person he wanted to kill run away again from a few hundred meters away, and he pulled out the Guixu Sword in his hand.

Lu Xingyao's face was full of black lines, why don't you run and wait for you to chop it?

"It's a fool who doesn't run away. If you have the ability, you can chase after him." Lu Xingyao is not bragging, Wujijian said that its sword flying speed is the fastest in the world.

Lu Xingyao immediately flew with the sword, using the lightness skill very happily.

It didn't happen - the accident occurred after flying less than 100 meters.

A transparent wall of space appeared in front of him. Damn it, how could there be an air wall in the air? Could it be that the Nascent Soul monks are so against the sky? If so, he would never have to run away in his life.

Lu Xingyao fell from the sky to the ground in an instant, raised his head hurriedly, and only saw a pair of pure white boots, dotted with golden threads.

"Hi, hi, hello, I didn't want to run, I just, just wanted to wait for you in the air." Lu Xingyao immediately hugged Ye Yanyue's shoes doglegs, not to blame him, he didn't want to die.

Lu Xingyao raised his eyes, and looked at Ye Yanyue with dewy eyes, "You can't be so ruthless, I dedicated myself to you, and took good care of you for half a month, you can't be so ruthless." Lu Xingyao cried Get up, prepare a spell in your hand, and throw it on Ye Yanyue's face when the time comes.

"Put away your little thoughts." Ye Yanyue looked at the eyes of Moxiu disciple's eyes, and knew what he was thinking, "Want to run?" A sword was placed across Lu Xingyao's neck.

The crowd of onlookers hadn't dispersed yet, when they saw the magic cultivator who was so radiant that Zhang Meng couldn't touch a corner of his clothes just now, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, hugging a monk's thigh.

Only after seeing each other's face did they understand the meaning of the word shocking.The man was wearing a white silk suit, with sword eyebrows and black eyes, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, looking handsome and cold. The corners of his perfect lips looked a little thin, and he was slightly pursed. Just a face-to-face meeting, the victor on the ground has no power to resist at all, how strong is this man supposed to be?

"You actually want to kill me. In order to save you and take care of you, I took care of you in my clothes, but now you want to kill me because I am a demon cultivator. You are not human!" Lu Xingyao's eyes were filled with tears , Pointing at Ye Yanyue, he also went all out, Ye Yanyue is not easy to fool, it is difficult for him to escape, if he can't get Ye Yanyue's sympathy, maybe he will really splash blood on the spot.

More and more people came to Lan's bustle. Seeing that Ye Yanyue is not like a mortal, but better than a fairy in the sky, and seeing Lu Xingyao lying on the ground accusing the ruthless behavior of the fairy, they pointed at Ye Yanyue one after another. As for the He Huan Sect, everyone knows that this disciple of the He Huan Sect must be the lover of this very powerful monk.

As more and more monks gathered around, and they were all accusing Ye Yanyue of abandoning her behavior, Ye Yanyue's face finally lost its expression, and he slowly raised the sword in his hand.

Lu Xingyao panicked, Ye Yanyue really wanted to kill him?