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The two of them took a step casually, their speed was extremely fast, just like the spells used by the immortals in the story books, their speed could not be seen with the naked eye.
Wherever the two old men passed, the ground was destroyed and the ground exploded!
It all happened after the two of them used knives and punches. Either they exchanged knives for fists, or their knives and fists collided.
The two landed.
The blue sword intent that shot into the sky was somewhat reduced, but the white fist intent was still blasting into the sky.
But Luo Changfeng didn't care about this at all. He took one step forward and swept out with his sword, one after the other.
Huang Chao moved forward without hesitation, and also rushed towards Luo Changfeng. At that moment, Huang Chao had more stab wounds and more blood on his body. However, the old man's skin was red, but he seemed to be getting braver as he fought. His arms were spread out like a roc spreading its wings. Compared with what he had just been given, People feel more oppressed.
Approaching Luo Changfeng, Huang Chao grabbed Luo Changfeng's head with one hand.
Luo Changfeng's eyes flashed with cyan light, and he moved faster. Huang Chao caught it, but it was like a phantom.
And this moment.
Luo Changfeng was surrounded by seven shadows in total, and each shadow had a sword.
Luo Changfeng studied several swords in order to win Yan Yunxiao, and this was one of them, but it didn't have a name, and Luo Changfeng didn't bother to take it.
And this sword can only be used by those with extremely fast speed.
Luo Changfeng taught Su Changan, but Su Changan was not fast enough.
Swish!
Every shadow seemed to be moving, and they drew their swords one after another.
It seemed that Luo Changfeng had struck out with one sword, but at this moment, seven swords had been struck!
Huang Chao's eyes showed ecstasy, "I have seen countless sword techniques in the world, but such a sword is unheard of. No one can use it except your Luo Changfeng's sharp sword!"
The voice just fell
Huang Chao's whole body exploded with momentum, his skin became even redder, and white thunder streaks appeared on Huang Chao's tempered body. There were also thunder streaks on his face.
"My punch is an inch slower than yours, but my punch is just one inch stronger than your sword!"
Huang Chao stood there and punched several times as he spoke.
With the last punch, the white thunder dragon rose into the sky. The next moment, the huge thunder dragon crashed to the ground and rushed towards Luo Changfeng.
In an instant!
The range is over a hundred meters, or even within a range of several hundred meters. The fists and swords are constantly colliding with each other, and then they are lost. However, the fists and swords are numerous and powerful, and the swords and swords are as powerful as a surging river!
The fist and sword intentions turned into millions of crisscrossing and dense existences that kept entangled and filled the air, determined to determine who was superior.
But the next moment.
After taking a punch, Luo Changfeng's blue sword soaring to the sky was greatly reduced, and his body was more seriously injured. However, the old man's eyes were fearless, and he stared at Huang Chao, and he had already drawn the sword.
He could feel that his vision was beginning to blur, which meant that the time to briefly surpass him by impacting Baihui Point was approaching.
So don't waste even one breath of time.
Therefore, the old man took out the knife again.
Huang Chao's body was covered with countless wounds, but he seemed to be getting more and more excited. He looked up at Luo Changfeng, who was charging towards him, and opened his fists!
And this time.
The moment Huang Chao opened his fist, countless white fists appeared at Huang Chao's feet like a river. The fists were like rivers, and there were countless whirlpools on the rivers.
And Huang Chao stood on the river.
The moment Luo Changfeng cut off the knife in his hand, Huang Chao punched, and the river formed by the fist under his feet moved with the fist. If he punched, a big river would surge.
Suddenly, with one punch, the majestic river water poured down like a waterfall!
Luo Changfeng slashed with his sword, but it was to cut off the great river and waterfall!
With one strike of the sword, the sword energy that originally overflowed condensed on the blade.
This sword is still nameless, and Luo Changfeng is still too lazy to name it.
The sword fell, followed by a trace of cyan sword energy, which was what happened after the white dragon's eyes turned cyan.
The carp jumps over the dragon gate and turns into a dragon.
The finishing touch is that the white dragon stretches out its claws and swallows clouds and smoke.
The dragon's claws tore off the waterfall.
The fist intention surged, and the sword intention was even more powerful than before.
The waterfall was torn apart by the roaring white dragon's claw, and the claw fell on Huang Chao.
The waterfall was torn apart and turned into countless small rivers, but it still rushed to Luo Changfeng's chest.
A knife fell on Huang Chao's body, and the wound was far more ferocious than any other knife wound.
When this punch landed on Luo Changfeng, Luo Changfeng felt his joints crackle.
They both retreated at the same time.
When Luo Changfeng stopped, he spit out a large mouthful of blood, his vision became completely blurred, and the original blasting sword intent weakened a lot.
While exhaling heavily, Luo Changfeng clenched the white knife in his hand.
The white knife is called "Mingfu", which means it was given by Xu Riyue. There is silk and satin on the handle ring, which Xu Riyue tied with his own hands.
The broken black sword was called [Repentance], which means regret, and regret for everything. It also had silk, but it was broken by Luo Changfeng.
"Hu~~"
Luo Changfeng exhaled, his vision getting blurry and his body getting heavier.
Luo Changfeng turned his head and glanced at Su Changan, who had just been affected not far away, but was safe and sound thanks to a big rock, and smiled.
I, Luo Changfeng, regret everything in the world.
I regret practicing the sword, regret using that excuse to drive away the woman I love, and regret giving up everything for the sword.
But if I save you, my disciple, today, I will not regret it.
Luo Changfeng glanced at Su Chang'an with blurred vision, then looked at Huang Chao again.
You named this sword 'Missing the Lord', what does 'looking at the sky at dawn and looking at the clouds at dusk, thinking of you when you walk, thinking of you when you sit down'? I scold you for being pretentious, how could I call my sword such a girly name?
But I really like this name.
Because of the sun and the moon, every day when I go to see her secretly, she is always there looking at my Zhuangzi.
But I failed her.
Swish!
When the sword was slashed out, strips of cyan sword light appeared around Luo Changfeng's body. But if you look carefully, they look like a woman with three thousand green hairs. But if you look carefully, you will see that Luo Changfeng was not the only one holding the sword to kill. There was another woman holding the same knife as him.
As soon as the sword came out, all the blades on the battlefield buzzed. Countless blades came out of their sheaths and fell to the ground, still buzzing.
It can be described as shocking!
Luo Changfeng didn't care about this. He just held out the knife and looked sideways at the woman beside him who was transformed by the knife. The woman smiled slightly and was also looking at him.
Luo Changfeng smiled slightly. Although he knew it was not true, looking at her, Luo Changfeng's rapidly aging face became more regretful.
When I was young, I asked for many things. I watched the world and traveled thousands of rivers. I promised beautiful women to spend time here morning and evening. Seeing purity and high spirits, I drank to relieve my sorrow. I hope that my old friends will come back again and again, and when the beautiful woman is alive, she will return.
The wind and snow have been blowing for decades, but the mountain has not been crossed, thousands of sun and moon have changed, and few rivers have been crossed.
Morning and evening come and go, sunny and rainy, the wine bottles are full again, and the sorrow is endless.
Old friends leave without any news, and beauties are separated without news.
Now I am the highest mountain I have climbed when I was young. Although I have not reached the top, the bright moon shines alone on me, and I know that coming and going is inevitable, and it is just no chance.
Looking at several high mountains, they seem to be flat, and the overwhelming feeling in my heart no longer has any waves.
This life is over.
Either yes or no, it doesn't matter anymore.
I have been wandering around the world all my life, and my life has been north, south, west and east.
A life of confusion.
In the next life, I will no longer touch the sword, I will not look at the mountains, I will not touch the rivers, I will only look at the people around me. A mediocre life is not magnificent.
With one stroke of the knife, the expression is freehand and romantic.
When Huang Chao saw this sword, he shouted loudly: "What a sword!"
The next moment, white thunder lines were all over his body, and there were even drum-like lines between his eyebrows.
The God Man Drum came from Huang Chao and taught Zhu Su a few tricks.
Then, like a drum buzzing, Huang Chao punched out. There was no white thunder on the fist, but the fist was restrained to the extreme. When the punch was sent out, the ground collapsed and roared, like thousands of troops. The horse galloped past, stamping on the ground and charging forward with a sound like thunder!
Fist and knife encounter!
The fist intention and the sword intention meet!
Everything is quiet!
Under the deafening roar, dust and fog appeared, covering the sky and blocking the sun.
Everyone on the fighting battlefield looked quietly at the place where humans could no longer fight.
Wow!
In an instant!
The turbulent air wave swept past, and everyone immediately turned around or tried to resist it, but many people were still swept up.
But the dust mist also dissipated at this time.
Luo Changfeng fell to the ground, and the white [Mingfu] beside him was disconnected. The silk satin was somewhat damaged, but it was at Luo Changfeng's hand.
Huang Chao stood on one side. When he turned around, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The next moment, he knelt on one knee on the ground.
But then he stood up again, looked at the ground where his arm had been cut off with a knife, then looked at the place where his broken arm was, grinned, and looked down at Luo Changfeng, "You are so strong, Changfeng!"
But this is also the time.