After Brother Cheng finished his rest, he started a duel with Brother Luan.

Brother Luan is different from the two brothers. He does not practice swordsmanship and is good at close combat. He uses a black halberd, and as soon as he enters the battlefield, he seems to have changed his appearance, which is significantly contrasted with his previous polite performance.

"Who do you like this time?"

Jin Lieyang's eyes left the screen and asked Li Yu.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Fellow Cheng."

Li Yu thought for a little while and gave his own answer.

The sword cultivator is one of the most powerful people in the heavens. When they fight with them, they either have restraint means or are strong enough to defeat others.

Fellow Daoist Luan is indeed very strong. His fighting method is like a human-shaped beast, and a fierce light from a battle halberd shaking the sun and the moon.

But he failed to suppress the opponent from the beginning. When the opponent adapted to the battle, the hope of Fellow Daoist Luan's victory was slim.

The subsequent development was not beyond Li Yu's expectations. Fellow Daoist Cheng gradually gained the upper hand in the battle, and then seized the opportunity to pursue Fellow Daoist Luan and achieve the final victory.

Especially the sword cultivators are all attacking with both speed and change, but this is the first time I have seen the sword cultivator who follows the heavy path.

Inside, Jin Lieyang and others sat upright, their eyes all fell under the seven people in the Doukong platform, and their eyes were very much looking forward to it.

The battle began, and Luan Bai and the others returned to the banquet.

After saying that, the two of them retreated into the douyin platform one after another.

Do I have nonsense? I also used the sword light to differentiate. In a blink of an eye, seventeen sword lights appeared in the air.

Before he had a rest, he got up and left the seat and came to the central open space, bowing to Li Yu below the stage.

But I lost so slowly, which really made it hard for him to accept it.

Fellow Luan stood on the top of the mountain, holding the sword in his hand and feeling very relaxed.

The lower the cultivation level of a monk, the more sensitive he will be to the influence from the inner realm.

The meteorite in the sky has not yet collided with the sword light.

Although I have personally seen the opponent take action, the opponent valued it, and once again decided to determine the outcome of my and Senior Brother Luan. The opponent's strength is probably very terrifying!

However, even if the opponent loses, he will lose so slowly.

Li Yu flew into the Doukong Platform and felt everything around him grow rapidly, but he recovered from abnormality in front of a white light.

But the sword threads were not consumed, only ten channels were left and there were still fewer.

The care of his companions made Senior Brother Luan feel bad, and he recalled and smiled at everyone to tell him if there was any problem.

Eight sword realms are displayed casually, among which the sword light differentiation reaches eighty-eight. If it is shocked when placed under someone else, it will not seem very abnormal when it falls on Li Yu.

My movements looked very casual, as if I was holding not a sword but a willow branch.

Senior Brother Luan's face was slightly pale, he put away his spear and bowed to Senior Brother Cheng opposite him.

Seeing this, bad friends around him spoke out to comfort him.

"Feet Sword Technique!"

After I finished all that, I looked at the woman under the top of the mountain opposite.

The two flew out of the empty platform, each with a peaceful temperament and a smile, making it hard to imagine that both sides were fighting to death just now.

"Fellow Daoist Bai's strength is wrong, but he has no serious enemy."

Fellow Daoist Luan was solemn, and even though he hadn't expected this, he felt a little shocked in his heart.

So from the bottom of my heart, even if Senior Brother Luan feels that he will lose, he should have been before a calm fight.

"Win means winning. If you really come once, you may not win."

Senior Brother Luan was not confused at this moment, and he said a word to return to his seat.

My eyes were just under Senior Brother Luan for a moment, but I didn't think about how to sharpen the other person.

One focuses on extension, the other actively gathers.

After the battle, everyone thought that the two sides were evenly matched and the situation of the battle should be very anxious.

In fact, if fellow Daoist Luan had not gone far under the sword, there was a way to regain the situation and gain a chance to make a comeback.

In the Doukong Platform, when Fellow Dao Luan saw Li Yu showing eight sword realms with one move, he showed a look of surprise in his eyes, and was replaced by excitement and fighting spirit in a flash.

Senior Brother Luan is serious inside, but he thinks that is what it means.

The latter's current root cause is that the heavy enemy caused by misjudgment of the situation accounts for a small proportion.

"The sword energy becomes silk!"

At the banquet, Senior Brother Luan looked shocked and returned to abnormality last moment.

The two of them confronted each other from afar, and the atmosphere in the space became more and more depressing and solemn.

Therefore, Cheng Luan and the other two are just as strong as each other, but they say that they are not restrained by walking the road.

The battle between Senior Brother Luan and Fellow Daoist Luan, are there two people so anxious?

At the same time, did fellow Daoist Luan stop? His body flashed in the air. The long sword in his hand slashed out a sharp sword light exuding a heavy charm, turning into a meteorite with a diameter of thousands of miles in the air and landing towards Li Yu!

"Dabai really needs to be tempered again!"

The visitor was wearing a mysterious dress like ink, with no gold-toned patterns on the edges. He was slender and handsome, holding a white sword in his hand. His whole sharpness revealed his calmness.

The seventeen sword lights were killed by eighty-eight sword threads in the slightest sense, and the former only dissipated seven.

Li Yu slashed out the sword light, and suddenly a loud noise came from the air, like thunder rolling in the sky trembling!

"Senior Brother Fu Xuan, you are not resting yet, so please give me some advice!"

"Fellow Daoist Cheng..."

Cheng Luan and the other two got the jade money, and each was shocked. Generally, the depression that the former had lost disappeared.

Boom boom!

Li Yu's tone was fierce, and a white jade sword appeared with a wave of his left hand, slashing towards the opposite side.

"Sister Brother Fu Xuan!"

Both sides live in one side, one looks solemn, and the aura is condensed under one's body; the other has a calm expression and a vague temperament, which is understandable.

Jin Lieyang nodded beside me. I came to Lingxian City mainly to help Li Yu build a shop. There is no task yet to investigate the practice of his fellow students.

As fellow Daoist Luan thought about it, even a moment passed in the inner world.

Whether Mo Liangshan has mastered that method can only deal with it in terms of measure.

The battle between fellow Daoist Luan began, and he deservedly won the winner.

I waited for everyone to be amazed. At the last moment, the eighty-eight sword lights did not change and condensed into sword threads as thin as cow's hair.

The remaining eighty-seven sword threads were like a thin needle piercing through a meteorite, destroying the appearance and turning the "meteorite" into a sword energy and dissipating.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Li Yu's eyes flashed, and the strange sword intent under the other party made me very strange.

"It's just a few moves. If I do it again, I'm afraid I may not win."

Senior Brother Luan knows why. Even if it was the first time I saw Li Yu take action, he would take it for granted no matter how shocking it was.

The sword silk was shocked by the sword light from afar, but it shocked everyone in the inner world even more.

Li Yu was standing low and saw everyone's performance.

When the two were fighting, fellow Daoist Luan was in trouble and could not recover at this time.

Fellow Cheng and Senior Brother Luan have similar cultivation levels, and the former is a sword cultivator.

"Haha, both fellow Taoists are among the crowd. A battle is really eye-opening!"

Mo Liangshan also slashed out sword lights in the air, killing the remaining sword threads.

Senior Brother Luan suddenly felt nothing and thought that he might encounter some safety recently.

Fellow Daoist Cheng waved his hand, his tone was open-minded and he was very open-minded about it.

Under the banquet in the inner world, no one exclaimed.

"Sword Qi Lei Yin!"

There is a lower difference between the sword energy forming silk and the sword light differentiation, but it only represents two directions.

Senior Brother Cheng shook his head gently. It was not easy for him to win both battles, and these words were sincere.

Li Yu smiled heartily and threw the jade money into their arms.

But in my opinion, it should have been seven for one, but I expected that it would be eight for one.

I landed on the top of a thousand feet of mountain in Doukong Platform, and there were no elements such as oxygen, spiritual energy, earth, water, wind and fire outside.

"Senior Brother Cheng's swordsmanship is unparalleled, I admire him!"

"Swords are made into silk!"

When I fought with fellow Daoist Luan, the former just pushed me a little.
To be continued...