Chapter 957： Weird sword

oom!

Nine azure sword qi rushed to Lu Wufang, with the force of destruction, cut down.

"boom!"

Lu Wushuang threw a fist.

He didn't use the Emperor Sword Chixiao. At this moment, he had already broken through, and his physical body was already extremely tough. He punched out, vigorous and domineering.

This blow made the world weeping.

"boom!"

The nine azure sword auras were shattered by Lu Wushuang's fist, and suddenly turned into countless fragments, and then began to regroup.

"what?"

Lu Wushuang frowned.

Those sword auras were originally not the essence. After being crushed by him, they did not dissipate into nothingness, but were rearranged and then combined together. Finally, the fragments condensed to form thirty-six blue sword auras.

These swords are not very aura, about one meter long, they rotate rapidly in the air, and then form a sword formation that surrounds Lu Wushuang. In an instant, the sound of "Zheng Zheng" sword chants can be heard from the entire sky.

The sound was harsh, the eardrums of people who were close to the battlefield were shaken out of blood, and those who watched the battle quickly retreated.

"Eastern Green Bamboo is worthy of being the number one in the top ranking list. The method is too powerful."

"No, this method is not something ordinary people can do."

"It looks like Lu Wushuang is in danger."

"It's more than dangerous, it's a life and death crisis."

"Look at how Lu Wushuang cracked it."

"Sword Qi reconstitutes Sword Qi, and Dongfang Qingzhu's kendo cultivation base has reached its peak." The old blind man whispered.

Zhan Tianxing's face was serious, and he was silent.

"call out!"

The sound of sword chants was like a nine-day dragon chant, very terrifying. The bricks on the wall were burst into pieces one after another. Under the control of Dongfang Qingzhu, the sword energy quickly gathered towards Lu Wushuang.

The smile on Lu Wushuang's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes were cold. Suddenly, he soared up into the sky, his whole body exuding golden light. The golden light gradually changed, from golden to red, to blue, and finally to white. The white clothes blend into one.

His aura is rising.

"boom!"

Finally, Lu Wushuang punched Jian Zhen out.

"Chang!"

The fist and the sword qi collided, making a huge noise.

People are amazing, that fist is too hard, right? The most important thing is that after Lu Wushuang banged his fist on the sword qi, the sword roar from the sword qi shook the void, but Lu Wushuang was safe and sound.

He was in the sky, clenched his fists with both hands, and slammed the thirty-six sword auras, causing all Fang Yankong to tremble and make a terrifying sound.

"Lu Wushuang is too strong. He dared to use his fists to resist Dongfang Qingzhu's sword aura. I don't know when those sword auras will be smashed." A spectator on the ground whispered.

"call out!"

On the sword formation, the cyan light formation, as the speed of rotation increased, mysterious symbols appeared on the sword aura, these symbols turned into ripples, punched out in a circle, wherever the ripples went, even the void was covered. Swallow.

This scene is very scary.

But Lu Wushuang was not afraid.

"Boom!" He slammed into the sword formation with one punch after another, with a fierce aura that shook the world.

"Hey, the sword is more angry."

People were astonished, staring into the sky with wide eyes.

I saw that the original sword formation formed by the concentration of 36 sword auras instantly turned into one hundred and eight sword intents, and then this one hundred and eight sword intents formed a sword formation that enveloped Lu Wushuang in a secret. The wind is ventilating, and the sword aura is overwhelming.

"boom!"

Lu Wushuang smashed hard, trying to rush out of the sword formation.

One hundred and eight sword auras were gradually gathering, as if they wanted to crush Lu Wushuang.

The atmosphere is terrifying.

"What did I hear?"

"How do you feel that someone is chanting?"

"It's not a chanting, but a spell."

"what?"

Everyone was surprised to see that Dongfang Qing was standing in the air, his hands were knotted on his chest, and his mouth kept saying something. Strands of green runes jumped out of his mouth, forming a string of mysteries. The symbols were then gathered in the sky above the sword formation.

Gradually, the sound of the curse became louder and louder, like a thunder rolling in the sky, and all the mysterious symbols exuded a mysterious blue light. The blue light flooded the heaven and the earth and flooded Lu Wushuang's whole person in it.

"It's over, Lu Wushuang is in a big crisis."

"Dongfang Qingzhu's trick is too powerful, almost like a fairy."

"I don't know if Lu Wushuang can stop it."

"It's really frightening that the peerless masters make moves."

Suddenly, a "Zhengzheng" sound appeared on the surface of Lu Wushuang's body.

"Grass, can Lu Wushuang still have the ability to resist?"

"Lu Wushuang is too bad, even so he is still alive."

"The world is unparalleled, it really is not a name."

"boom!"

In the end, Lu Wushuang soared into the sky, with the emperor sword Chixiao in his hand revealing its sharp edge, fighting through the clouds, and with a "clang", he tore the sword formation into the air.

"boom!"

Then, he struck the sword formation with a sword, and this moment was shocked.

In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Lu Yi once again fought his sword.

After dozens of blows, the green light on the sword formation weakened, and suddenly, Lu Wushuang retracted the Emperor Sword Chixiao, and then slammed his fist against the sword formation.

"Crack!"

Finally, the sword array made a crisp sound and quickly cracked.

"What, Lu Wushuang broke the sword formation like this?"

"The sword formation has been broken, the eastern green bamboo is in danger!"

"Isn't it, I don't know Dongfang Qingzhu has no other way to kill Lu Wushuang?"

The spectators held their breath. Is this stop coming to an end? Everyone clenched their fists and stared nervously.

"boom!"

Lu Wushuang's last punch fell, and the sword formation collapsed, turning into broken sword energy, flying in all directions. At this moment, the Dongfanggang Qingzhu standing in the air vomited blood and flew out.

"Eastern Green Bamboo is injured."

"Dongfang Qingzhu has suffered a heavy blow and is about to lose."

There was an uproar at the scene, and all of a sudden, many people felt that the war was over.

This world is extremely noisy.

Suddenly, a blue light came over and killed Lu Wushuang, the speed was too fast, beyond everyone's expectations.

The sword formation was smashed by Lu Wushuang just now, and when the Eastern Green Bamboo flew out, everyone thought that the Eastern Green Bamboo had been severely injured. This battle might be over soon, but something happened suddenly.

This is a sharp blue sword.

That's right, it is the green wood long sword in the hands of Eastern Green Bamboo.

"call out!"

The Aoki Longsword came quickly, too suddenly.

Lu Wushuang changed color. He had already expended a lot of effort just now to break the sword formation. He didn't expect to encounter the real killing and robbery at this time.

"call out!"

The moment the Qingmu Longsword struck, Lu Wushuang quickly moved away, but the Qingmu Longsword chased Lu Wushuang and attacked as if he was conscious.

"Puff!" Lu Wushuang was stabbed with a sword in the shoulder, a large amount of blood spurted out, and the bones were visible.

He retreated quickly, but the Aoki Longsword was unforgiving and caught up.