Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1534: The swordsmanship of drinking water
The speed of the bamboo sword has surpassed the speed in the sense of space, and it will arrive in an instant.
The silver light blooms, dazzling and dazzling, and the thunder **** is faint and shocking.
A sword is invincible.
Fist, destroy everything!
Suddenly collided, ripples rippled, the ground shattered, and cracks stretched in all directions, up to 10 kilometers away. Buildings along the way collapsed one after another, and smoke and dust flew hundreds of meters into the sky.
Ding——
The bamboo sword that appeared in Liu Wei'an's heart was knocked away by invisible force.
"Ask the heart finger? It's interesting to use the unique skills of "Da Leiyin Temple" on yourself!" Zhu Jiandao.
"Can't your real body move?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"If you want to see me, you have to practice for another 3 years." Zhu Jiandao.
"I feel your fear of me." Liu Weian said.
"It's not good to be too conceited!" Zhu Jian said.
Shit——
There was a sword mark on Liu Wei'an's arm, which was deep to the bone. Liu Wei'an's face remained unchanged, as if he was not the one injured, and the Great Judgment Fist suddenly hit the void.
Peng——
The fist fell, and the bamboo sword appeared, as if it was sent to the door.
"Is the Dark Emperor Sutra still useful for this?" Zhu Jian was curious.
"What kind of swordsmanship do you use?" Liu Wei'an is not surprised that Li Yinxiu knows the "Dark Emperor Sutra", and there are very few people of his level who do not know martial arts.
"Drinking water swordsmanship!" Li Yinxiu did not keep it secret!
"It's like a person who knows how to drink water and knows how to drink water and swordsmanship, a good name!" Liu Weian praised.
"You can still laugh!" Li Yinxiu said.
“Shouldn’t I be happy to be able to beat the drinking swordsmanship down?” Liu Weian asked.
"That's right, being able to die under the water-drinking sword technique is indeed an honor!" Li Yinxiu laughed dumbly.
It is impossible for one sword to become two. Liu Wei'an is quite certain that there is only one sword, but he has no way to see which one is false and which one is real. The "Dark Emperor Sutra" runs wildly , the black mist surging, filled this space.
Bang!
Between the light and the flames, Liu Wei'an's fist fell, blocking the position of his heart, and the sharp sword qi hit his fist, and a wisp of it could open a mountain.
Liu Wei'an's upper body swayed, his left hand brushed on the bamboo
On the sword, an ancient and mysterious aura overflowed, and the surface of the bamboo sword suddenly dimmed. Retracting like an electric shock, Liu Wei'an's eyes skyrocketed and he strode forward.
"The Great Judgment Fist!"
The extremely dazzling fist slammed on the bamboo sword, like a continent smashed into the sea, causing thousands of waves.
Bang——
Bang——
Bang——
……
Liu Wei'an's punches are not fast, but they are interlocked, and there is no gap in the middle. He threw 38 punches in one breath, and the bamboo sword took 38 blows. Liu Wei'an suddenly accelerated, The fist turned into a grab, grabbed the bamboo sword, and the palm turned red, like a red-hot iron block.
"Red Sun Palm!"
In an instant, sword energy hit the palm of his hand, Liu Wei'an felt that he was not holding a bamboo sword, but a giant python. A force of destruction against the sword energy.
Between the palms of the hand, the thunder is faint, and the electric light is shining.
Suddenly, the bamboo sword's sword qi skyrocketed, making a chi chi sound,
Blood light shot out, and a wave of fluctuations flashed away.
Liu Wei'an retreated three meters, and the bamboo sword was re-inserted into the diversion river. The diversion river was no longer there, but the position where the bamboo sword was inserted was exactly the same as the original position.
Liu Wei'an lowered his head and looked at his right hand. There were dozens of sword marks crisscrossing each other. Bones could be seen in each of them. The power of Destruction Tradition.
The blood fell on the ground drop by drop, absorbed by the soil, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Sword Intent is immortal!" Liu Wei'an raised his head and looked blankly at the bamboo sword in the middle of the river.
"Attack the soul!" Li Yinxiu's voice contained a strong murderous intent, "You mustn't leave it!"
"Please!" Liu Wei'an waved his hand, and a bow appeared in his hand.
"Arrow!"
A long, extraordinary light pierced through the void and instantly appeared in the middle of the river. Too fast, only the light can be seen, but the arrow body cannot be seen.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
"Little Doyle!" Li Yinxiu drew out his sword, bursting out ten thousand sword qi, chi chi chi, dense sword marks appeared on the ground, bottomless, void cracks loomed, black phone flickering, extremely terrifying.
Ding——
Suddenly, an arrow appeared in the void and hit the position where the bamboo sword was leaning against the hilt.
Stunned expression at the sight of something unexpected.
Chain arrows!
The stagnation was very short, but for Liu Wei'an, it was enough. His fist was still bloodied, but he didn't care, and smashed it at the tip of the bamboo sword.
The strongest point is also the weakest point.
One punch, two punches, three punches...
The Great Judgment Fist is invincible. However, at this moment, it seems that it has lost its due power. The bamboo sword bursts out with incandescent sword energy, breaking the fist wind containing the coercion of heaven and earth ~IndoMTL.com~ in two and a half. Liu Wei'an's eyes were like electricity, and the "Dark Emperor Sutra" and "Indestructible Inheritance Sutra" were running at the same time, making the roar of the Yangtze River, and the inner breath was endless.
“How many more punches can you throw?” Li Yinxiu asked. The big judgment punch consumes a lot of money. No one can punch continuously, and the old lunatic can’t punch for a long time. Liu Wei’an has already attacked for nearly half of the tea time. .
"How many more punches can you take?" Liu Wei'an asked back, his breath was long and there was no sign of decay.
Giant craters appeared on the ground, as if being smashed by a meteorite. Above the sky, a dark cloud slowly condensed, and lightning flashed. Chi Chi's sword energy broke through the air.
Shit——
A wisp of blood spurted out, and a wisp of fluctuation slowly dissipated in the air.
Liu Wei'an retreated 100 meters. After landing, a staggered, close to the heart, a sword hole, transparent front and back, the bamboo sword condensed in the void, shaking and pointing at Liu Wei'an, a crack on the sword body is obvious .
"I didn't expect to beat you!" Liu Wei'an's face was ugly.
"You're already very good!" Li Yinxiu's voice was flat, and he couldn't hear any other emotions.
"The next time you come, it will be the day you die!" Liu Weian said.
"See you next time, my injury has healed!" Li Yin repaired.
"Exactly, it's interesting to kill you at your peak!" Liu Weian said.
"I'm looking forward to seeing you next time. How far can you grow? Over the years, I've rarely seen someone like you." Li Yinxiu said.
Liu Wei'an took a deep look at Zhujian. From the beginning to the end, Li Yinxiu's real body did not appear. He was injured with just one sword. He was very unconvinced, but he also knew that this He couldn't kill Li Yinxiu once, so he turned and left, leaving in an instant.
Whoosh——
The bamboo sword disappeared into the sky.