Chapter 908

Innumerable sword light and purple electricity in the cloud sea reflect each other.

Han Lu and Li Fuyao appear in the cloud sea from time to time. Each time they appear, they will at least add new wounds to their bodies.

The size of the wound does not say, but the two people's bodies are certainly longer than the moment.

Han Lu never thought that Li Fuyao could stand in a standoff with him until now, not to mention that from the current situation, he was even at a disadvantage.

He could clearly feel that the young man in front of him, who was seriously wounded, had an unprecedented sense of war.

Han Lu glanced down at the bloody wound in front of his chest. He did not sigh too much. His hands were printed, and once again he called out a purple light. It fell from the sky with great momentum!

But soon a sword light was blocked. Although the sword light was soon scattered by purple, Li Fuyao swept forward several feet at this time, as if he had reached Han Lu in a moment.

Han Lu didn't know that the swordsman was dead in front of him. In fact, even if he did, he would not care too much. Only when Li Fuyao approached, he saw a shining sword light.

Han Lu reached out and burst out countless purple lights on his fingertips, breaking the light of the sword. Only at this moment, he saw Li Fuyao's blade again.

It's a sword.

Maybe it's a very good sword in the whole world, but no matter how good it is, when the sword is likely to pierce Han Lu's chest, it will make Han Lu feel a little uncomfortable.

He felt even more shameful that there was a young man here who could take his life. This kind of thing, not to mention here, but on their side, was equally unacceptable to him.

So at the next moment, Han Lu made a very bold move. He grasped the extremely sharp sword with one hand, and the other hand, with five fingers like a hook, was surrounded by purple lightning, and he had already grasped Li Fuyao's head.

The majestic air machine was born on the top of Li Fuyao's head, which made him feel dizzy in a short time. After he regained consciousness, the hand with purple light was less than half an inch away from his head.

Li Fuyao was able to feel the sting, but he did not choose to release his sword handle. Instead, he held the sword in both hands and continued to pass it forward.

The sword has reached the breast.

Further down, it is to let Han Lu choose whether to stop or Li Fuyao stabs his body with a sword.

Of course,

, before penetrating his body, it is likely that he will completely destroy Li Fuyao's vitality.

Between life and death, people often don't give people too much time to choose, especially between such powerful monks. After Han Lu frowned, he decided to stop. But he didn't expect that when his hand was taken back from Li Fuyao's head and called for thunder and lightning again, Li Fuyao's sword was still moving forward.

The thunder and lightning followed the sword and soon ran into Li Fuyao's body.

The meeting of flesh and blood and purple electricity is a Zizi sound, and there is a burning smell. Li Fuyao's hands become like black charcoal, and he doesn't have any strength when he takes out the sword, but the sword still stabs into Han Lu's body.

Although it is not fatal, and may not even be as serious as the chest injury before, it makes Han Lu unable to accept it.

Before that, he received Li Fuyao's sword in front of his chest. There were many places on his body that had received Li Fuyao's sword, but those only left a wound on his body, but there was absolutely no sword left in his body.

But at this time, the sword was stuck in him.

This is a disgrace that has never been encountered. It has not been and will never be!

He looked at Li Fuyao, the strong sense of killing is not before can be compared.

Knowing that he had already provoked him, Li Fuyao drew the sword back, and the black charcoal in his hands fell slowly and became the same as before. Monks like them could not have any problems as long as they were not seriously injured.

Han Lu staggered a few steps and stood in the sea of clouds, but his hair was disordered. To some extent, he was defeated.

It was the same thing as the sword in his body. He couldn't stand it.

He stared at Li Fuyao and opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Li Fuyao vomited out a large mouthful of blood, which made him feel much better in lingfu. He said, "you lost."

Many people only think that Li Fuyao's level and combat power are far from those of chaoqingqiu. However, they don't know whether Li Fuyao's swordsmanship attainments have been improved a lot, whether it's a trip to Wushan mountain or other sword watching and understanding. Now, compared with Chao Qingqiu, Li Fuyao's swordsmanship is not much worse.

But Han Lu is still a strong opponent.

It is almost impossible for Li Fuyao to kill him.

To be able to fight to this point is the limit of Li Fuyao's

limit.

This is the most powerful opponent he has ever met.

Han Lu was silent for a long time. Finally, he grinned, "it hasn't started yet."Li Fuyao was stunned and then laughed.

The victory or defeat of this war really does not lie in the two of them, but in the collision of the two worlds. In fact, it is said that no matter who wins or loses, the two of them have no great significance.

Because Han Lu wants Li Fuyao to fight with him, so in the present situation of two people fighting, when he is not willing to maintain this state, the situation will naturally be more difficult, of course, that is the last thing that should happen.

Li Fuyao looked at the scattered battlefields over there and took a deep breath. "Then I'll hold your head and tell them that you shouldn't come here."

Han Lu Oh, hands up, not too much nonsense, but the thunder has sounded.

It's like a war drum. When the drum rings, it's the coming of a real war.

And this will be recorded in the history of the world war, this will really start.

Many people came out of the fairy boat again. All the friars from tianwai left the immortal boat and came to the world. The monks of Canghai on the Lingshan mountain all stood up.

The sea gushing from both sides or the monks on the sea add up to tens of thousands of years in the whole world.

This is a war in the absolute sense.

……

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Liu Xiang and the old patriarch did not fight for the time being. They both stood in the sea of clouds. When the old patriarch heard the thunder, he began to say, "you have infuriated him. No one can survive."

Liu Xiang said with a smile: "we are not necessarily defeated."

The old patriarch looked at him suspiciously and felt that this man was as confident as Chao Qingqiu, but this kind of self-confidence made him a little disgusted.

The old patriarch said, "your sword is almost as strong as he is, but he has never used it. He wants to plan something."

Liu Xiang shook his head and said, "I'm also a little strange. Why is Kendo so high for people like him?"

The old patriarch sneered: "it's just destined that it won't be of any use."

Two people exchange, it seems that neither said to go together.

When a light appeared in the distance, the willow Lane suddenly said with a smile: "my sword is coming."

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