My filial piety has gone bad

He had been promoted to the Fusion Realm when he was a thousand years old. Before Ling Zhouyue's generation of geniuses rose up, he was one of the most famous geniuses, and he was extremely popular in the Dao League headquarters.

Especially with swordsmanship, he has studied all kinds of basic swordsmanship of the academy very deeply, and his swordsmanship is superb.

800 years ago, when the academy was preparing to appoint Li Wuxie as the master of kendo, Li Wuxie was accidentally seriously injured in a ghost hunting operation, and his cultivation level plummeted to Nascent Soul.

After hundreds of years of recuperation in the cave, he left the customs, barely stabilized the Nascent Soul, and slowly recovered for hundreds of years...

It was rumored that Li Wuxie suffered from severe kidney deficiency, which was so severe that he could not pass out the medicine dregs naturally, and could only forcefully drip out with the help of spiritual power.

Now looking at his dark circles, strong style, and rough sword spirit, it seems that this can also be proved.

Xiao Ran put away the broken sword, looked up at the sword light.

He also heard a thing or two about Li Wuxie's legend from his master, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he was still overwhelmed by his swordsmanship.

The sword's energy turned into light, it looked rough, but there were finesse in the roughness, using the refining energy as the pressure of the sword, and the tip of the sword sensed the spiritual veins around him.

There is no difference between the essence and the resonance swordsmanship, but it is a pity that he is not open, and cannot listen to and resonate with all things in an instant.

The sword light fell quietly, causing waves of spatial ripples, and slowly pierced towards the top of Xiao Ran's head.

The surrounding wind has stopped.

Jian Guang...

Also stopped.

An inch above Xiao Ran's head stopped!

It was like bumping into a slightly rippling pool of water, no matter how much the sword light pierced towards the void of the spiritual vein, it couldn't cut even a single dent in the water surface.

The surging sword pressure was scattered by the ripples...

Li Wuxie's aura wavered slightly, and he suddenly increased his strength.

The space suddenly vibrated.

The sword light became thinner and more concise!

Jianguang charged again!

Again not getting an inch...

Li Wuxie's face darkened, the sword pressure continued to concentrate, but it still couldn't pierce an inch from the top of Xiao Ran's head.

Even in the end, the sword light in the Qi Refining Realm reached its limit, and suddenly pierced downwards into the water.

Too bad it wasn't piercing...

is dissipated.

The sword energy scattered like dust.

The sword light dissipated inch by inch during the stabbing process, as if it had pierced into Xiao Ran's forehead.

Everything is empty and the mind is empty!

Li Wuxie's heart trembled slightly, but his face remained calm.

It seems that Black Stone has not misjudged the person.

Xiao Ran also became interested, wanting to see if he could use the first-order resonance swordsmanship to force Li Wuxie to use the power of foundation building.

At the same time, Xiaolu also helped, so that Xiaowu would not think that he was hiding great strength in the dark...

Xiao Ran then drew out his disciple's sword, without saying anything, the soles of his feet trembled, and he swung forward with the sword.

Huangfuqun had no choice but to step back and look at Chuyan.

Ban Men get an axe!

With a movement of Li Wuxie's figure, in an instant, he suddenly appeared in the sky above Xiao Ran's right side, and slashed at the back of his neck with his sword!

This sword is simple and unpretentious, but extremely swift and fierce. It doesn't look like the sword technique of a cultivator, but the simple sword technique of the mortal martial arts world.

It's okay to cut the back of my neck!

The soles of Xiao Ran's feet trembled, he dodged like a spring, and turned over in an instant to face the sword.

Keng!

The two swords collided, and there was a clang.

Everyone in the air looked blankly.

Li Wuxie's first sword still needs the aura of a cultivator, so how will he do the sword-splitting move later?

The two of them didn't even use spiritual pressure training, they simply used body training and sword moves to hack the whole process!

Is this the stubbornness of the sword bearer?

Although the movements of the two are very smooth, fast, concise, with sudden stops and quick movements, they are chic and unrestrained, but they are too simple, without any extra spiritual energy fluctuations, which makes people feel unclear.

Only a few masters of swordsmanship, such as Ling Zhouyue and Chen Jingxing, can fully concentrate and see the height of their swords.

No flickering, no ripples.

After a hundred tricks, Li Wuxie was hearty and comfortable, and she didn't realize that she had already entered the limit state.

Xiao Ran withdrew his sword.

If it continues, Li Wuxie will definitely suffer from kidney deficiency and exhaustion, and will either lose the battle or be forced to use high-level spiritual power.

He is a swordsman, so let him save some face.

As soon as the sword stopped, Li Wuxie came back to reality from a relaxed state, and suddenly felt exhausted, with sweat dripping from his forehead, especially his waist, which became more and more uncontrollable.

Actually pushing him to such a level in terms of sword moves, it seems that Ling Zhouyue is not as nonsense as in the legend...

Temporarily leveling Li Wuxie in terms of swordsmanship, Xiao Ran also showed no arrogance on his face, he cupped his fists respectfully and said:

"This black sword cannot display Li Zhishou's superb swordsmanship. This junior is not good at martial arts. If Li Zhishou can use a thinner sword, this junior will definitely be invincible."

Li Wuxie's eye bags twitched slightly.

This kid is actually swearing!

He can see.