Chapter 187 What kind of sword can destroy the gods?
What kind of sword can be called peerless?

The sword in front of Yao Luo now is peerless.

"Thumping!"

Jingliu's sword was not fast, but Yao Luo's eyesight could clearly see the trajectory of the sword in the air.

But seeing it doesn’t mean you can catch it.

"Bah!"

Blood flowed from Yao Luo's body.

A long oblique arc extends upward from Yao Luo's waist, more than three feet long.

Although the blood should flow at this moment, it can be seen from the tight muscles around Yao Luo's waist that the strength of the muscles suppresses the flow of blood.

"The Immortal Boat is really full of experts."

When Yao Luo is in "Hunting" mode, the speed and power of his attacks are as fast as lightning and wind. With an ordinary blow, he can smash a Cloud Rider's weapon and armor together. And this Mirror Flow can not only see through the trajectory of his punches like reading the lines on the palm, but can even counterattack.

Yao Luo did not dare to take his eyes away from the person in front of him for a moment. He didn't know when the "moonlight" just now passed through his fist as heavy as rain, like a needle thread, and he was left with such an injury when he was not careful.

"That sword strike just now, 30% of the people who fought with me were defeated by it."

Jingliu pulled away and returned coldly to the high place on the street where she had been at the beginning, just as she had started.

Gently, Jingliu pointed the sharp blade in his hand at Yao Luo, and Yao Luo actually felt a kind of conscious "pain" transmitted to his body, as if something had just been transmitted from the sword.

"It seems that I am not one of them."

Yao Luo readjusted himself, and the power of "hunting" circulated in his body faster and faster, as if there was a thin layer of armor floating on Yao Luo's body surface.

"Invisible armor, little brother? This kind of thing can't stop my sword."

Jing Liu spoke lightly, as if she had already seen the future where Yao Luo's defense would be shattered under her sword.

"You won't know until you try it."

Yao Luo approached without any care, and the moment he threw a punch, the golden blade rubbed against the tip of his fist and went straight to Jing Liu's face.

Of course, such an attack would not be effective easily. There was no visible change in Jingliu's sword-holding hand. The appropriate arc was like magic, blocking Yao Luo's attack.

The fist and the sword intersected, and the sound of metal collision continued. Jing Liu retreated along the force of Yao Luo's fist, and Yao Luo seemed to have punched a group of misty clouds, with no effect.

"Wow, Yan Qing mentioned that Luofu is number one. I am looking forward to it now."

A smile appeared on Yao Luo’s face. He didn’t expect that a person he met by chance on the roadside would have such a high level of skill. That Yan Qing’s swordsmanship…

"Don't be distracted!"

While Yao Luo was thinking, a cold light suddenly broke through his defense and appeared in front of him.

"Suffer!"

Between life and death, the closer the tip of the sword got to Yao Luo, the slower his perspective became, as if the camera was playing in a hundred times slow motion. The air seemed to have turned into a viscous liquid, and the sharp blade in front of him became visible.

As if it had come to his mind, an almost instinctive desire to act spread wildly in Yao Luo's body, causing him to act involuntarily.

Yao Luo actually used his head to straighten up to meet Jing Liu's sword!

He clearly had the opportunity to escape in this situation, but he did such a crazy thing. Why did he do that?

The answer will be revealed in the next second.

Jingliu's sword pierced through Yao Luo's head without reservation, but from her unchanged emotions under the eye mask, it could be detected that she did not have the real sense of hitting. This attack did not hit, but passed through Yao Luo's scalp at a very dangerous angle, and did not even hurt Yao Luo's hair.

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Finally, Jing Liu's unchanging expression showed a slight change. Just now, she even had the idea of ​​putting away the sword.

But she believed that the tremendous power she felt was not wrong.

The power of destiny of "Hunting" appeared extremely clearly in this young man.

There are even some things in his body that even he himself cannot figure out, hidden like the corner of a glacier.

Sure enough, after dodging the attack at an extreme angle, Yao Luo's counterattack came.

A golden sword appeared out of thin air in Yao Luo's hand, flashing in the moonlight.

"Reciprocity is the norm, little sister!"

Yao Luo laughed loudly, and the arc drawn by his hand was exactly the same sword technique that Jingliu had just used, exactly the same, without any difference!

"thumping!"

Jing Liu took Yao Luo's sword nonchalantly, and was somewhat surprised deep down in his heart.

Although the swordsmanship she just used was not very sophisticated, it would take at least ten years or even longer for an ordinary Cloud Cavalry soldier to comprehend it thoroughly. Even a talented person would need several months.

As for Yao Luo, it has only been less than a quarter of an hour since the battle started.

"But this feels good, too."

A faint smile appeared on Jingliu's face. Yao Luo's talent was as terrifying as his strength and speed.

What Yao Luo didn't know was that Jing Liu knew so many sword techniques that even she herself couldn't count them all.

And now, a perfect "sword tester" is before him, how can he not give the Frost Blade a try!
Jingliu's body jumped high, and the black eye mask wrapped around his eyes showed signs of slipping off for the first time. His red eyes were revealed under the moonlight like gems.

"You must take this sword, little brother!"

Jing Liu's voice became more serious. Since Yao Luo could learn, she would use her best sword to embrace this talent!

Fragments of ice appeared beside Jingliu like a shadow. Under the calm sword in his hand, a sword with murderous intent far beyond the previous one swept towards Yaoluo like an overwhelming force.

Before the sword was drawn, the locking feeling of the sword body had already firmly fixed Yao Luo in place.

Yao Luo knew that he couldn't dodge this sword.

But why should he hide?

The golden sword was of the same style as the one in Jingliu's hand, but it was a little too small for Yaoluo.

The sword body suddenly expanded and reached the size of a big sword that matched Yao Luo's body shape. The golden lightning was like a substance and began to spread in all directions like plasma.

Once it touched the ground, it was as if it was cut into countless pieces by an invisible blade, turning into dust that was even smaller than sand.

"A great sword is more suitable for me."

Yao Luo tightly grasped the golden holy sword in the shape of the Holy Judge of Heavenly Fire in his hand, looking very much like the knight serving the "Pure and Beautiful" star god in the legend.

The sword was drawn, and Jingliu's sword was like the moon in the west, the water flowing gently, and the sword light was like a quiet river, but it was also full of murderous intent. Yao Luo simply couldn't imagine that a sword could be used like this?
On Yao Luo's side, golden lightning shot up into the sky and turned into a huge pillar of light that could be seen throughout the entire block. It was like the incarnation of Emperor Bow Siming, and it collided with the "Moonlight Sword River"!
Changletian is very lively tonight.

(End of this chapter)