Chapter 508

At the foot of the barren mountain, a cold wind blows. Luo Xuan leans against the car door and feels the killing. He takes a deep breath and throws his cigarette butt to the ground.

The opponent has been waiting for him. It looks like he is a lamb to be slaughtered.

It seems to be looked down upon again. Luo Xuan takes a deep breath and decides to light a cigarette.

On the other side, the two old men of the upper official family were holding swords, and a trace of genuine Qi was weak, and they were ready to fight.

However, watching Luo Xuan light another cigarette, they all take a deep breath, which is too contemptuous.

Surrounded by two strong men at the peak of gas refining, he even dared to smoke so comfortably. Isn't he looking for death?

"Luo Xuan, are you too nervous? I've heard people say that you only smoke when you're nervous, and you're afraid of death today? "

"Don't talk nonsense. Just kill him. I'm not interested in him. I'm only interested in his weapons."

Of course, Luo Xuan hasn't used any weapons until now, but he makes Shangguan feel itchy. What's the matter with this boy? When will he use his weapons.

The two old men had their own ideas, but their only goal was to kill Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan smokes slowly, letting the cold wind blow on his face.

"You think I'll be nervous about this little scene? I'm just burning incense for you in advance. I've smoked five cigarettes from now on, three for each of you, and now I'm still one short. "

With that, Luo Xuan really dropped his cigarette butt and lit another one.

For these words, Shangguan Lijian they are more angry, all this time, Luo Xuan actually dare to say that, it is to die.

"This boy is too arrogant. I can't bear it. I'll fight him first."

Shangguan cashed his sword with a cold hum. He was young and didn't know how to respect the old and love the young. He spoke so arrogantly that people were not happy at all. He just wanted to kill him.

Shangguan Lijian takes a deep breath. It seems that he is used to Luo Xuan's arrogance, but he is still very sad to hear such words. He clenches the long sword and wants to fight Luo Xuan with Shangguan.

Next to the car, Luo Xuan finished smoking his last cigarette, dropped his cigarette end and stepped on it at will. At the next moment, the handle of the red dust sword was already in his hand.

Cold wind blowing, with a trace of cold killing intention, as well as the frightful cold sword air.

The two old men in front had already made some moves. They joined hands, and countless swords swept by. The momentum was so great that even the strong people in the foundation period would have to avoid the attack.

Luo Xuan is in front of him. He is wrapped by countless sword Qi. His face doesn't change. Although he is surprised, he doesn't lose heart!

These two old guys, one by one, have nothing to do with each other. They are not rivals of their own.

However, when the two join hands, it's not that one plus one equals two. Their twin swordsmanship complements each other. When they join hands, their strength will soar and the offensive will be built.

No wonder they are so confident. They really have some skills. When they join hands, they are really strong and powerful, and their swordsmanship has become very terrible.

Countless sword shadows swept, at the foot of the barren mountain, countless plants were taken up, and countless gravel on the ground were swept away, just like the doomsday storm.

Obviously, the two old guys came up with all their strength and didn't keep any hands.

Enough to see how much they want to kill Luo Xuan, all for the same purpose, to the same place.

"Boy, feel our anger. Can you take this move?"

Luo Xuan holds the hilt of the sword, a powerful force converges between his arms. He takes a deep breath and raises his hand slowly. He doesn't use the red dust sword formula, but just waves countless sword Qi.

Bang bang!

At the moment of collision, Luo Xuan's sword spirit was extremely fierce, sweeping, and countless roars spread.

The fierce attack of the two old men was directly resolved, and with a roar, it disappeared.

This war is not comparable to that of Ouyang 12. The momentum is more powerful and the movement is more terrifying.

Just at the beginning of the sword collision, Luo Xuan was a little downwind. After all, there were two people on the other side, and their accomplishments were higher than him. He was very good at playing.

A simple collision surprised Shangguan. This boy, as expected, has cultivated his sword.

For a swordsman, once he has artistic conception, his strength will be doubled.

No wonder Shangguan Lijian had been so afraid before. Because of this, it was really difficult to fight alone.

"Brother Li Jian, Luo Xuan is really terrible. His sword is very sharp. You and I will do our best to kill him as soon as possible."

Shangguan Lijian didn't dare to neglect him, so he quickly answered. If Luoxuan was just a common sword mender, he would have killed him long ago. He didn't have to wait until now, because he didn't have the ability at all. It's also a shame.But now with his partner around, he feels very confident. If they work together, there will be no invincible opponent. Even the strong one in the foundation period will have the strength of the first World War.

Even though Luo Xuan has the intention of sword, his cultivation is still too low. He is only in the later stage of refining Qi. Although he is a genius, he has not yet grown up.

A lot of genius, is strangled in the cradle, Luo Xuan this time is the same, can't let him grow up.

Two old men's attitude, but let Luo Xuan take a deep breath, it seems that they are going to move the real case.

In this way, unnecessary trial can be avoided, and the whole force can be directly used to solve the battle quickly.

Luo Xuan does not want to test, one or two moves to win or lose, the master moves is like this.

Then, the sky was a little dark, the wind swept, Luo Xuan stepped back, the red dust sword handle humming in his hands, as if he was aware of the crisis.

In front, the two old men put out their formation, with a cold face, staring at Luo Xuan, as if they had started their big killing move.

For a moment, the whole world is shrouded in the world of sword Qi. Luo Xuan looks serious and raises his arm. With a simple movement, he is accumulating strength.

In the face of such an offensive, he didn't want to stay behind, so he directly used the second style to resist. Of course, if he used this move, at least 90% of the real Qi would be drained. Even though he was in the late stage of gas refining, the supply of real Qi was still insufficient.

There are both advantages and disadvantages of the red dust sword formula. The advantage is that its power is too strong. It's the same level. It's a quick kill.

The disadvantages are also very obvious. Powerful power has huge consumption. Once the red dust is used firmly, the consumption of true Qi is very huge, which can almost drain a practitioner's true Qi.

The pros and cons are very obvious. Everything is like this. There are gains and losses. It is impossible to balance the gains and losses.

When the red dust ancestor created this sword formula, he didn't think of a way out for himself. Once he did it, he would go all out, either you or I would die, and never move forward.

It is precisely because of this determination that his sword moves are so powerful, just like bugs.

Now, because of his lack of cultivation, Luo Xuan only understood the first two moves, but it was enough to deal with the foundation period.

Now the opponent is not simple. He takes a deep breath, runs the real Qi with all his strength, and continues to accumulate strength. In front of him, two old men are also preparing.

At the foot of the barren mountain, the sky is dark, the wind is strong, and the momentum is so powerful that it seems to be sending someone to death!