This sword is strong.

Naturally, the price to be paid is also significant.

Almost at the moment when he stopped his hand, Li Xiu was already half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath.

Even the hand holding the sword began to tremble, and the sleeves on the two arms had already been damaged by the strong sword aura, revealing the arms full of scars.

Countless people looked at this scene in shock, their eyes widened, and they asked with some trembling, "How many sounds did it ring just now?"

"Almost one, a thousand?"

Someone replied with a slight stammer.

This question and answer spread far away in the extremely silent long street, and the pupils of countless people shrank a little, only to feel a loud explosion in their minds.

At that moment just now, Li Xiu actually slashed out nearly a thousand swords at the same time, how did he do it?

The most important thing is that he is fighting with a serious injury at the moment, and if such an injury is replaced by someone else, even if he can maintain his original peak level, it is already an extremely remarkable thing.

Xiao Boru stretched out his hand and patted it lightly on the table, and praised it rarely: "Not bad." ”

If you talk about using a sword, Xiao Boru is the first in the Tang Dynasty.

And he rarely praises people, since he says it is good at the moment, it must be very good.

The anger on Man Jianghong's face gradually calmed down, and the originally unwilling eyes began to become calm, and he knew that he had lost unjustly with this sword alone.

The dust raised between heaven and earth gradually dissipated, and Chen Yanyan stood up from the ground, a sword mark on his chest was deep in the bones, and the flesh and blood were empty for a moment.

The power of this sword is amazing, and he is not lightly injured.

But there is still the power of a battle, the first on the Canglan list, and the strength of the first person to climb to the thirteenth floor is far more than that.

He looked at Li Xiu, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and fell silent.

Li Xiu's breathing gradually stabilized, but the violent aura in his eyes became more and more intense, and the trace of pitch-black qi seemed to multiply from the cracks in his bones, wrapping his body from the bottom to the top little by little.

The endless darkness around his calves rose to his knees, the darkness was deep, even the bright sunlight in the four or nine cities could not penetrate a little distance, but the darkness was still continuing, not only slowly rising, but also becoming deeper and deeper, just at a glance, it seemed that even the eyes and minds would be deeply immersed in it and could not extricate themselves.

An extremely strong evil aura came out of his body, and little by little it merged with that touch of violence, Li Xiu's body trembled slightly, and then suddenly a hanging sword intent appeared from the sky above his head, circling the sky, and then under the blank gaze of everyone, the sword intent that mixed pure and violent echoed with Li Xiu on the ground, and it fell as if he wanted to cut off the universe.

The sword intent collided with the strange pitch-black aura, and then began to merge.

A shocking force exploded from Li Xiu's body in all directions.

The buildings around the long street collapsed and shattered, and the green bricks within a radius of dozens of meters centered on him were all shattered into countless debris, Li Xiu straightened up, and the sword was held in the palm of his hand.

He looked at Chen Yanyan.

Chen Yanyan became more and more silent, and Man Jianghong, who was standing behind him, trembled all over, and his face changed drastically.

Because he saw Li Xiu's eyes, who would have such eyes?

The darkness in his eyes has dissipated, and he can clearly see those eyes at a glance, indifferent and empty, and there is not a trace of emotion in his eyes.

It's like a complete indifference to the world.

Xiao Boru glanced up.

Li Xiu looked up at Chen Yanyan, who held the sword in his hand and took a step forward.

There was a loud bang.

Within a few tens of meters, the already dilapidated buildings were reduced to powder and drifted into the sky, falling like fog.

Countless people frantically stepped back and looked at this scene in disbelief, their hearts were shocked, it was just a monk of the Three Realms, how could they make such a scene?

With just one step, the sword qi cut vertically and horizontally, as if it was going to destroy everything.

Li Xiu was still walking forward, step by step out of the mist that countless powders had turned into, the pitch-black qi under his feet had risen to half a waist, he held the sword in his right hand, and the long sword dragged forward on the ground with a straight scratch, making a piercing grinding sound.

made countless people's brows furrowed.

They are also familiar with Li Xiu, and most of the people in the rivers and lakes are very clear about the deeds of His Royal Highness the prince, but they have never seen this appearance.

Chen Yanyan clenched his fists, his whole body was shocked, and all the aura that originally diffused from him converged into his body, and he looked intently at the person in front of him who was getting closer and closer.

Li Xiu was still walking forward, the small flowers on his fingers shook slightly, and bursts of incomparably mysterious aura melted into his body, causing the originally deep and violent pitch black color to gradually stop rising and gradually reced.

The hollowness and indifference in those eyes also began to degenerate little by little.

Clarity was restored.

This scene is full of weirdness from beginning to end, no one knows why he became the way he was before, and no one knows why he suddenly recovered, but there is no doubt that although he has regained his clarity, the power increase brought by the previous strange violence is still there.

"Even if you're seriously injured, you can't change one thing. ”

Li Xiu raised his sword, pointed the tip of the sword directly at Chen Yanyan's face, and said softly: "I am invincible in the Three Realms, so why do you dare to kill Xiao Boru?"

As the words fell, so did his sword.

Chen Yanyan did not retreat but took a step forward, and the breath that was originally compressed into his body was released in an instant, and this punch blasted forward, carrying the momentum of wanting to swallow the wind and clouds, and the punch was like a dragon.

encapsulated the spirit of the last battle, it was even better than before.

A little blue appeared above Li Xiu's head, and then the blue quickly expanded into a star map suspended on it, and countless starlight bloomed from his body and merged into the star map.

Previously, he climbed to the fourteenth floor in the Locking Heaven Tower, and stored nineteen tablets in his body, although he digested seventy or eighty percent along the way, but there were still two or three percent left in his body and he had never felt it, so he had to divide a part of his strength to suppress the Great Dao Perception when he was fighting, so as to avoid breaking out in his body and getting out of control.

But at this moment, he chose not to suppress, but to release the star map to release the remaining part of the power.

The star map was like a layer of white water attached to the sword body, and the dense mist in the sky seemed to be suddenly attracted to something, pouring into the sword, and the mist collided with the star map and turned into the purest heaven and earth aura along the sword body and integrated into Li Xiu's arms and body.

The sword also fell completely.

fell on Chen Yanyan's fist.

Like a dragon suddenly dispersed, this sword did not bring any shocking scenes, it was just a sword falling, and the emphasis was on sharpness.

Chongxiao's sword intent fell on the sword's body, and a deep soul-deep realization echoed in Li Xiu's heart, and then slashed out.

Chen Yanyan stood in place, his momentum had dissipated, and there was no scar on his body.

But behind him, a seven- or eight-story building split in half from the middle, the incision as smooth as a mirror.

A gust of wind blew quietly, and the tall building broke off from the incision and collapsed at an angle.

Li Xiu held the sword in his hand, his eyes calm.

"The enemy is all killed, and the enemy is constantly killed. ”