Chapter 6540 Sword cultivator versus sword cultivator! Yanzhuangyun vs. Lu Qing

Chapter 6540 Sword cultivator versus sword cultivator! Yan Zhuangyun versus Lu Qingjun!

"With this alone, there will be no way for you to survive under Lu's sword!"

Lu Qingjun raised his hand slightly, and the sharp sword in the storage bag was unsheathed and fell into the palm of his hand.

The cold air coming from his sword was like ice that would never melt for thousands of years, quickly freezing the space.

Qi Jue City, whether in the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm or within the Demon Realm World, is considered an extremely "alien" sect.

Other sects, families, or dynasties all believe in the saying of "respecting martial arts and respecting the strong", but only the sect of Qijue City, their teachings are "chivalry comes first".

In today's world of martial arts, many families are fighting against each other, many sects are fighting against each other, and many dynasties are conquering each other. The word "chivalry" has long been gone in this world, but only Qijue City is still guarding the last trace of this world. Morality and chivalry.

Some people in the Demonic East Region admired him, while others laughed at him.

But no matter what, Qijue City still exists in the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm.

"Hmph, what a loud tone!" Yan Zhuangyun faced Lu Qingjun's threat and sneered again and again, "Since you are going to jump out and die, I hope your sword can be more powerful than your mouth!!"

"Forget it, then I will kill you first and then kill Lin Bai!"

Yan Zhuangyun's eyes flashed coldly, and the long sword on his back suddenly vibrated and was unsheathed by the wind.

He raised his hand and grabbed it above his head, and the long sword flew out of the scabbard and fell steadily into his hand.

"Suffer death!"

The moment Yan Zhuangyun grasped the sword, his whole person suddenly disappeared from the spot.

A ray of sword light went straight towards Lu Qingjun, and the space along the way split apart, like scissors cutting a piece of cloth!

Lu Qingjun sneered twice when he saw this, and as his body swayed, three sword energy rushed out.

The first sword energy hit Yanzhuang Yun's sword light, and there was a loud sound that shook the ground.

The second sword energy and the third sword energy went straight to the weak spots on Yanzhuang Yun's body.

"Divine Light Sword Technique!" Lin Bai recognized at a glance that the sword technique performed by Lu Qingjun was the secret of Qi Jue City.

When the traitors from Qi Jue City once caused rebellion in the imperial capital of Chu State, Lu Qingjun used this set of swordsmanship to defeat them.

Lin Bai also knew that the power of this set of swordsmanship was extraordinary. Even if it did not reach the level of Taoism, it was still close to it.

The highlight of the divine light sword technique is the word "quick".

Yan Zhuangyun only fired one sword, but Lu Qingjun reacted quickly and fired three swords at once.

When the first sword energy hit Yan Zhuangyun's sword light, Yan Zhuangyun only felt a huge force coming from the sword blade, which shocked his heart.

"Is this boy so powerful?"

Yan Zhuangyun did not dare to take it lightly anymore, but found that two sword energies had quietly reached his face.

"not good!"

He hurriedly switched from attack to defense, smashing up the two sword energy attacks from Lu Qingjun.

Lu Qingjun did not give Yan Zhuangyun any time to adjust. He followed the three sword energies and flew towards Yan Zhuangyun.

The power of the Divine Light Sword Technique unfolded in his hands. In an instant, hundreds of sword qi appeared across the sky, as if turning into a sword net to cover Yanzhuang Yun, and the surrounding space was also cut by hundreds of sword qi. into pieces.

Yan Zhuangyun's expression changed slightly when he saw this, and he hurriedly defended with all his strength.

Although he blocked all Lu Qingjun's sword skills, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yan Zhuangyun had been temporarily suppressed by Lu Qingjun.

Being suppressed and beaten by Lu Qingjun, he had no power to fight back!

"I really didn't expect Lu Qingjun to be so powerful?" Wang Zhengyang was slightly surprised after seeing Lu Qingjun's methods, and glanced sideways at Qi Lingyu.

Qi Lingyu had no expression on his face and curled his lips and said: "Although I don't like the way Qi Jue City behaves. It's annoying to be chivalrous and mother-in-law. But I have to say... there is still something in the inheritance of Qi Jue City."

"Especially the inheritance of swordsmanship, it is particularly powerful!"

Even Qi Lingyu was full of praise for Qijue City's sword inheritance.

Even if warriors from other territories knew little about Qi Jue City, after hearing Qi Lingyu's words, they couldn't help but respect Qi Jue City in their hearts.

"Damn it!" Yan Zhuangyun had an angry look on his face. He took action first because he originally wanted to win a prize for the Northern Territory warriors and show off the Northern Territory's edge. However, unexpectedly, the fight lasted only a moment and he was suppressed by Lu Qingjun.

This made him feel shameless and extremely uncomfortable in his heart!

Facing Lu Qingjun's wolf-like sword energy, Yan Zhuangyun gritted his teeth, and an extremely powerful force began to emerge in his body.

A sword intent soared into the sky, shooting directly at the bullfighting, stirring up the world.

The wind and snow lingering in this world suddenly froze, and space and time seemed to condense at this moment.

The sword intent that diffused from Yan Zhuangyun's body condensed into a huge sword that rose into the sky and slashed at Lu Qingjun.

The giant sword rose into the sky, and then fell down one by one. All the space along the way was shattered into slag, revealing the dark void behind it.

"Taofa!"

Many people can see that Yan Zhuangyun's sword is a Taoist move!

Facing the menacing sword, Lu Qingjun did not choose to face it head-on, but instead dodged and forced him out.

The giant sword fell down, and the wind and waves whipped up Lu Qingjun and flew him a hundred meters away again.

But fortunately, Lu Qingjun did not suffer many injuries from this.

"Humph." Seeing Lu Qingjun being forced back by him, Yan Zhuangyun showed a proud smile on his face, "You rats from the Eastern Region, after seeing the power of my Dao Dao clan's Taoism, why don't you kneel down and admit defeat quickly?"

Lu Qingjun patted the dust on his body, slowly moved forward with his sword, and sneered, "I don't know what you are proud of?"

"I haven't even started to exert any force, but you have already been forced to use Taoism by me!"

"What right do you have to laugh?"

"Is it too weak to laugh at yourself?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhuangyun was so angry that the three corpse gods were as furious as thunder. They gritted their teeth and slashed at Lu Qingjun with their swords.

"I have seen the Taoism of the great Tiandao clan in the Northern Territory, so let you also see the Taoism of our Qijue City!" Lu Qingjun sneered when he saw Yanzhuang Yun attacking again.

He stood there without dodging, and the sword in his hand gradually came out of his hand and rose above his head.

Lu Qingjun muttered something, and the sword suspended above his head suddenly glowed brightly, and the sword edge became extremely sharp.

"Tao method! Immortal guides the way!"

Lu Qingjun made a hand and chanted a mantra, his eyes suddenly flashed with light.

He pointed forward, and the sword suspended above his head suddenly shot out, piercing all the defenses on Yan Zhuangyun's body and heading straight for his throat.

Yan Zhuangyun's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly swung away, flying away Lu Qingjun's sword. At the same time, he took out two defensive magic weapons from the storage bag to reinforce them, and re-condensed the spiritual shield.

Unexpectedly, the sword that he had knocked back circled in mid-air, and its sharp edge was pointed at him again.

A sword penetrated the void and appeared in front of Yan Zhuangyun's heart again.

"Not good!" Yan Zhuangyun broke into a cold sweat and instinctively turned sideways to avoid it.

Lu Qingjun's sword almost hit the flesh and blood of Yan Zhuangyun's chest. Although Yan Zhuangyun avoided the sword by instinct, the sharp sword light still left a bloody mark on his chest!