My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 293 Sword Art
Luo Jin let out a muffled groan, and his whole body's blood surged, and he was almost torn apart.

There was a burst of explosions from his whole body, the black martial robe on his body swelled up, and without moving a step, he unleashed the punch of the deadly master!
A flash of surprise flashed in Shi Lan's eyes, but the palms of his hands didn't stop at all, his body shot out, drawing a series of afterimages, and stepped in front of Luo Jin in the blink of an eye, immediately clenched his fists, raised his arms and pressed down!
On the girl's slender arms, there is a terrifying colossal force, like a king kong subduing a demon, there is no way to avoid it!
Under the punch, the air around Luo Jin was squeezed, roaring!

Luo Jin didn't retreat, his back was like a dragon lying prone and sinking, and then he rose into the sky with thunder and thunder, and raised his palm to meet Shi Lan's blatant punch.

boom!
When the fists and palms met, there was a loud noise like thunder, which overwhelmed the thunderstorm outside, and the violent air flow swept in all directions, blowing up the sky with water mist.

Luo Jin took a step back, his face was flushed, he felt his five viscera shake violently, his six viscera were displaced, and he had suffered internal injuries.

Shi Lan was keenly aware of the weakening of Luo Jin's qi and blood, so she dived down, exerted strength in her waist and legs, and suddenly pounced forward, like a tiger out of a cage, reaching out to grab Luo Jin's waist and abdomen.

Bang bang bang!
Bloodshot eyes appeared in Luo Jin's eyes, his breath sank into his viscera, he did not dodge or evade, fists and palms met, and he received more than ten punches from Shi Lan, retreating and retreating, his wrists were swollen and swollen, and his wrist bones were damaged .

Even though his martial arts cultivation is profound and his vitality is long, but after all, he is old, and it is not his specialty to be tough and head-to-head.

"call……"

Shi Lan couldn't help but gasped for a few breaths, stopped, and continued to cast the Vajra Fist, which put a lot of load on her. The power brought by the Vajra Fist was tenfold. , but the burden it brings is also ten times greater.

With her current strength, after finishing two sets of Vajra Fist, she will be exhausted and must fight quickly.

The Wuji Sect members around were all martial arts masters, and they quickly saw the situation clearly. If this continues, Luo Jin will undoubtedly lose.

A Wuji Sect disciple took a step forward and untied the long box on his back. The cover was opened, revealing a silver sheathless long sword, three feet and seven inches long, with a blade like autumn frost. The whole body seemed to be made of silver. Countless complicated textures.

The moment the long box was opened, Shi Lan's gaze changed, and it turned out to be a magic weapon.

"Master, take the sword!"

The long sword soared into the air, as if it had a spirituality, and was caught in Luo Jin's palm.

Luo Jin is not only a master of martial arts, but also a top swordsman majoring in kendo. With a sharp sword in hand, his strength has at least doubled several times.

Luo Jin took a sword flower, pointed at Shi Lan obliquely with the tip of the sword, and sighed.

"Ning An, the old man is not as skilled as others, so he can only use weapons, don't blame him."

In his opinion, Shi Lan has no chance of winning.

Fighting swords?

Shi Lan shook her head slightly, casually broke a steel bar from the side, and held it in the palm of her hand. In an instant, her aura was revealed, and eye-catching sword marks were printed on the surrounding water.

Luo Jin couldn't help breathing, and the girl in front of him seemed to have instantly turned into a heavenly sword out of its sheath, exhaling a shockingly sharp aura.

Although Shi Lan hadn't devoted herself to practicing swordsmanship, she had passed down the lineage of a sword emperor after all. Although she didn't inherit all of it in the end, the swordsmanship of Emperor Guiyun still left traces on her body.

These traces, compared to Guiyun Sword Emperor's inheritance, are not even superficial, but still let Shi Lan's understanding of the way of the sword, not inferior to ordinary masters of the sword.

As a swordsman, Luo Jin clearly felt Shi Lan's level of swordsmanship, which was a height that he could not understand. This kind of level cannot be brought by so-called treasures, but needs to be accumulated overnight, and it is possible to figure out the way of swords day and night. The pinnacle of climbing.

The girl in front of her was undoubtedly a top genius in swordsmanship.

"Ning An, you are the most amazingly talented person I have ever seen in my life. At your age, I have never heard of such a realm. Compared with you, the so-called masters in the world are nothing compared to you. Your fight is a great blessing in my life!"

Although startled by Shi Lan's aura, Luo Jin still clenched the long sword in his hand, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, his snow-white beard and hair stood on end, and his vitality climbed to an unprecedented peak, even if Shi Lan No matter how strong he is, it will not make him lose the courage to draw the sword.

At this moment, Luo Jin has put Shi Lan on the same level as him.

boom!
The water wave suddenly exploded to a height of several meters, and a silver sword light, like a dragon sailing out of the sea, broke through the water curtain and pointed directly at Shi Lan's throat.

Luo Jin was full of fighting spirit, but it was a pity that Shi Lan never regarded him as a real opponent from the beginning to the end. The sword light like a swimming dragon was full of flaws in her eyes. Under the huge gap in cultivation and vision, Shi Lan It's hard to see Luo Jin as an equal opponent.

In her eyes, Luo Jin can only be regarded as a qualified martial arts practitioner at best.

Shi Lan stepped on the water, the steel bar in his hand turned into a three-foot sword, and slapped it on the spine of Luo Jin's sword, and the silver sword light instantly shattered.

Luo Jin's wrist trembled, and the edge of his sword trembled violently. The long sword almost fell out of his hand, and the empty door in front of him opened wide.

The strength he just mentioned dissipated in an instant, Luo Jin glanced down, and a steel bar covered with rust had already passed through his chest.

Luo Jin stood leaning on his sword, his cloudy eyes were full of sadness and regret.

A sword has seen life and death.

The difference is too big...

After all, I still haven't seen the true end of martial arts...

"I hope...you can see new scenery..."

Trying to draw his last breath, Luo Jin drew his long sword and threw it at Shi Lan.

"Wait for the next life, let's see for yourself."

Seeing Luo Jin's body gradually submerged in the stagnant water, Shi Lan shook his head slightly, and pulled out the long silver sword in front of him.

Although the refining method is a bit rough, it can be regarded as a low-grade magic weapon, but it is still a magic weapon. In this world, it is equivalent to a magical weapon that can cut gold and jade, and iron like mud. It can cut all ordinary iron.

The appearance of this thing is enough to prove that in this world, at least in the past, there have been monks in the innate realm.

"stop!"

There was a shout from behind, Shi Lan looked back, and saw the pale Zhao Ye, his palm had already strangled Ning Kangping's throat.

The moment Shi Lan's gaze swept over, Zhao Ye couldn't help but froze all over. Shi Lan's gaze was filled with cold murderous intent, without a trace of the panic he guessed.

"Put down the sword!"

Zhao Ye yelled sternly and increased the strength in his hands, Ning Kangping soon became a little out of breath and his face flushed.

"Quick... run..."

The threat of death was imminent, and Ning Kangping was still worried about Ning An's safety, so he signaled Shi Lan to leave quickly.

Shi Lan raised her sword and walked towards Zhao Ye, her steps were steady without any hesitation.

"Don't come here!"

(End of this chapter)