You and me...the gap is too big!?

He is a majestic Dongting Sword King, who has dominated the martial arts circles in the Lianghu area for decades, and is very famous. His subordinates have killed countless challengers and enemies who know the heights and heights of the world.

There are twice as many martial arts masters who died in his hands. Even...he once even managed to kill a great martial arts master!!!

This was the reason why he was so arrogant and even looked down upon Lin Wushuang when he faced him before.

Because, Lei Li had killed strong men at the same level as himself before!

Therefore, in his opinion, Lin Wushuang, who is so young, must be inferior to him. That is why he always emphasizes that Lin Wushuang is inferior to him, and martial arts masters also have strengths and weaknesses.

But what I didn't expect was that there was indeed a gap! But the weak one was him!

"No, I don't believe it! You must just be lucky. I will also use martial arts to imitate Taoism, and I will do it again! I will definitely defeat you. I am the one who is qualified to truly enter Taoism through martial arts and become a cultivator.

"

Lei Li roared crazily, his eyes turning red.

He waved the two swords in his hands, and the sword blades cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound...

Swish swish swish!

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, the sword net was densely covered, and transparent trajectories appeared in the surrounding air.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Lin Wushuang's voice was cold and arrogant, and then he rushed forward.

Dang-dang-dang, boom-boom-boom, bang-bang-bang!

The metal gloves collided with the sharp swords, sparks flew everywhere, and the wind scattered in all directions, the sound was astonishing.

The martial artists around the ring were so intoxicated and their minds were swaying. Even some "martial arts idiots" imitated the two men's kung fu directly on the ring.

On the top of the mountain, Fu Yang touched his chin speechlessly: "The sentence Wu Shuang just pretended to be... seems to have been copied from his teacher?"

Yes Yes!

Ah Huang, who was next to him, nodded his head with a playful smile: "I can testify to this. If you want to fight, I will fight. This sentence was indeed first made up by you, Xiaoyangzi. It is an original pretentious sentence. You can ask

Your apprentice wants royalties."

Well……

Fu Yang was speechless and rolled his eyes at this smooth-tongued guy. Then he was a little surprised: "Huh? Where did Mr. Xiong's fat cat go?"

Ah Huang picked up a peach on the table and ate it, and replied with a bulging mouth: "I don't know. I was kicked away by you just now and didn't come back. Could it be that he fell down the mountain and died?"

"If you curse Mr. Xiong like this, I will sue this damn fat cat when he comes back. Be careful of your anus!" Fu Yang joked.

A voice suddenly sounded from the box next to him.

"What a yellow boy! You're going to curse me like this when I'm not here, right? Just wait. I'll stuff the jade pendant in my hand into your anus later."

As soon as he finished speaking, another crying voice sounded.

"No, fellow Taoist, this is my favorite piece of jade pendant. You just snatched it away to play with, but you actually want to stuff it into fellow Taoist Tianyuan's, then I can't have it at all."

"Oh, oh, oh, I know, you stingy bastards! Is this how you, the Wu-Tang Clan, treat guests? You are so stingy!"

Fu Yang and Ah Huang looked at each other, then laughed.

It turns out that this damn fat cat went to "torture" the elder of Wudang Ceremony? Then he can only ask for his own blessings...

At this moment, on the ring, the duel between Lin Wushuang and Lei Li has entered the final moment!

But everyone can see that this is an uneven and outmatched contest.

The so-called "King of Swordsman of Dongting", who was usually famous for his fierceness, looked like a madman, sweating profusely and looking very embarrassed.

Lin Wushuang, on the other hand, was calm and relaxed, as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. Obviously, he was not exerting all his strength.

"Damn, damn, damn! You have this expression and this attitude. Did you do it on purpose?"

Lei Li roared crazily, his face was red and his neck was thick. How could he still have the bearing of a great martial arts master?

He was already unhappy with Lin Wushuang, and now that he was being despised by him in front of so many people, he was about to collapse.

Lin Wushuang smiled faintly: "Yes, I did it on purpose. But... the game is over. You are too weak!"

"Imitate Tao with force, I, the Sword King of Dongting, can do it too!"

Lei Li roared one last time and his whole body was shaken.

Puff puff...

Drops of blood seeped out from his skin. Then they immediately evaporated and turned into blood-red steam that surrounded him. More and more, and finally it turned out to be like a river of blood. It was amazing!

"Oh my god! This...Dongting Sword King is overdrawing his own life force?"

"That's right! He is also imitating Tao with force. He has unleashed a killing blow!"

"In my opinion, a killing blow is useless, right?"

"No matter what, we have witnessed the most peak martial arts showdown."

While the martial artists around the ring were talking about it, Lei Li, who was on the ring, finally unleashed his most powerful attack that imitated Tao with martial arts!

Lei Li looked like a bloody man, and his voice revealed a kind of madness: "The waves in Dongting will turn the enemy's blood! A wave of blood and a sword! Die for me."

He suddenly merged the two long swords into one and turned into a big sword. Then he slashed at Lin Wushuang!

boom!

The blood-red water vapor surrounding him was attracted by his long sword, and vaguely turned into a huge blood-red long sword, slashing towards Lin Wushuang.

The spell is really like a powerful offensive spell.

However, the price paid was too huge.

It can also be seen that everyone who is born with the talent for cultivation is really lucky. As long as you can cultivate magic power, why do you need to work so hard to cast magic?

How pitiful!

Lin Wushuang shook her head gently: "Actually, I don't have to fight for this win or loss. After all, I am lucky and have a good master. But it is a pity that you have evil intentions. No matter how pitiful you are, I will not let it go.

You got this cultivation quota. Therefore, you must lose."

As he spoke, he raised his arms. The arms wrapped in two metal gloves suddenly collided with each other.

Bang... boom!

A ball of scorching and dazzling light flashed, instantly tearing apart the giant sword formed by Lei Li's blood and water vapor. Not only that, the majestic force exploded, squeezing the surrounding air like walls.

Blast out.

Lin Wushuang's method was to use air to create various spell-like effects.

The air was squeezed by his power, and now it was like substance, much stronger than real reinforced concrete walls. It spread out and hit Lei Li...

Click, click, pfft!

Immediately there was the sound of bones breaking on his body, a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, and he fell directly off the ring. The sharp "wave swords" also clanged twice and fell to the ground.

Lin Wushuang wins!
Chapter completed!