But since the fierce attacks that intertwine with dozens of times between the show-offs, Ji Xianke still laughed with great ease: "No, good, faster, Li Bai, faster!"

boom!

A flash of lightning flashed by, and the thunderous slash was blocked by the Qinglian sword energy.

Ji Xianke walked forward, pressed down the sword blade, stared at Li Bai's face, as if ecstatic: "You are about to step into the same realm as me!"

"I'm not interested in your field!"

From now on, Li Bai's wrist reversed, and the Qinglian sword energy changed unstable, instantly swallowing and spitting, cutting, pulling, washing, and finally twisting!

In an instant, the two passed by each other.

A crack appeared on Li Bai's cuff, and under Ji Xianke's red robe, a deep mark appeared on the iron arm holding the sword!

Ji Xianke was slightly stunned.

Raised eyebrows.

How many different changes happened at that moment just now?

The plow frame in Haidu, the eight swords of Xuanyong, the wind sweep in the clouds... Ten kinds? Twenty kinds? Or hundreds? No, in the end, they all became one.

Those swordsmanship, which are completely different from each other, spanning more than hundreds of years, and even the changes in guns and axes, are included, forming a terrifying qualitative change that belongs to him alone!

"I have to admit that Li Bai—"

He slowly turned around and sincerely praised: "You have reached the pinnacle with your sword skills!"

"What? Do you want to give up?"

Li Bai asked.

"No, it's the opposite." Ji Xianke's eyes looked bloody: "If this happens, I can use more strength."

Under his shattered red clothes, a red red like a flame emerged.

Steel tremor.

The mechanic was running and roared.

From the iron-cast half of the body, burning red suddenly appeared, and endless power burst out from the operation of steel, blessing and sword blade.

Then, the hurricane hits the face!

The pale waves swept across all directions in an instant, and a harsh roar followed closely before bursting out.

Just a light slash made the thick brick and stone floor crack. The casual sweep broke the beams and pillars, causing the entire underground to roar and tremble.

Everything falls apart wherever you pass.

With the violent collapse, huge rocks kept falling from the top of their heads, and then they were randomly torn to pieces.

The opponent in front of him seemed to have instantly taken off his disguise and turned into some strange monster, something even bigger and more unpredictable.

Like thunder, storm, flood, or the purest destruction!

Destroy everything, tyrannical!

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong with Li Bai?" Ji Xianke laughed and waved his sword blade: "Is it just a fuss about this level? It's too immature!"

"Is that what you want? Push everything to destruction?"

Li Bai stared at his opponent, the monster immersed in destruction, and felt his unconcealed joy and joy.

Perhaps, this is what he really looks like... a monster immersed in death and destruction and cannot extricate himself!

"Ji Xianke, does your sword exist for such a thing?"

"What about that?"

Ji Xianke sneered and asked, "Do you want to be more nihilistic and righteous? Hello, you shouldn't really believe that kind of thing, right?

What sword is the king of all soldiers? Which part represents what kind of noble character? What kind of tenacity, decisiveness, courage, ah...

——That’s all, shit!”

boom!

The earth collapsed, and deep cracks were chiseled into the rocks. Ji Xianke looked up, his eyes as if burning, lingering with the beastly blood and fire.

Grizzly.

"Did you see it? Li Bai, this is the ridiculous thing about you!"

He said hoarsely: "Swords are just weapons, they are born as tools for killing people! What chivalrous, virtue and evil, and messy things have never had anything to do with it!

Weapons cannot determine where they go, and they are not interested in those. Since it is a sword, you have to kill them! It doesn’t matter what you kill, but what you have to kill is the meaning of its existence!”

In this brief silence, Li Bai fell into silence.

It seems to be speechless.

But his eyes became pity and sad.

"People live in this world not to become tools for something." Li Bai shook his head slowly, "but to be himself.

Become, the one you want to be!”

"Whether it is good or evil, you must choose your own path, cut off all obstacles, and go to the end of the road. Even death will not be a pity...

If you can't even face yourself, what you get in the end will be nothing."

"Ji Xianke, as the swordsman, you were already dead as the swordsman."

Li Bai shook his head mercifully: "Life like a living zombie!"

"Then come on, Li Bai!"

Ji Xianke laughed mockingly, "Use swordsman's way, use swords to prove your truth like me! No one will disturb you, and no third party will insert it. Just today, here-"

He held the blade tightly with anticipation:

"——Look at it, who will be defeated!"

At this moment, as the heart stirred like thunder, hot blood surged, and emerged from the interface between the mechanism and the flesh and blood, covering the steel in the scarlet blood.

The blood was like wine, ignited by the scorching steel, and turned into a real flame.

"Flying light, please give me a glass of wine."

From the fire, the evil ghost who had long been lost in destruction murmured hoarsely: "I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. I only see the moon is cold and the sun is warm, so I come to live... Where is the god? How can Taiyi be there?"

The darkness boils.

Dedicating this blood like wine to the passing time is the dazzling brilliance of the brilliance of the past, and the legend of the bearded guest reappears here!

That is the speed that is above all things!

It's like rebelling against time...

He ignited himself in an instant and gave up everything, and what he got was the pinnacle!

The vast sky was sweeping across, and the sword of the river flowed wildly.

In the midst of the loud sound, Li Bai stepped forward, as if he had held the sky tightly, and the majestic sword energy closed into a narrow gap, emitting a dazzling light.

The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns.

As the river passes eastward, everything rotates, the brilliance of the world is formed by the cruel times. The world changes and the times change, what is created is this poetic and a sword brewed in wine.

cut!

In the dead silence, there is only the light that bursts out when the lightning and the sky blue collided.

The two completely different sword blades at this moment divided the most straightforward results in the purest way.

The moment the light disappeared, the two of them had already passed by.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of cracking sounded one after another.

The ground, the dome, and even the sword blade...

In silence, Li Bai lowered his head and saw the deep bone-scared scars on his right hand holding the sword, and the blood surging out, landing quietly along the sword blade.

And behind him, Ji Xianke's body was stiff.

He lowered his head and looked down at the broken sword in his hand and the cracks running through his chest, and he seemed to understand something and smiled tiredly.

Powerless, fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, cracks in the prosthetic limbs of the mechanism spread, and the iron-cast half of the body collapsed.

"I lost."

Ji Xianke choked violently, blood oozed out of his mouth and nose, and he struggled to support his body with a broken sword, and turned around: "How...how did you do it?"

The Flying Light Sword was cut off.

Being defeated by speed and strength that is better than oneself, in the field that is best at!

No matter what, it is impossible to believe.

"Just think I've done something wrong."
To be continued...