Everyone in the Changsheng Heaven knows that Jing Li's sword is fast. Under such a speed attack, it is very difficult for Li Xiu to keep up with Jing Li's rhythm.

But every time he strikes, he must condense a new magic light blade. Condensing the magic light blade itself also takes time. Even an S-class magician who claims to be able to cast magic light instantly wants to condense a magic light.

A sufficiently strong magic light blade would take at least a second or even several seconds.

Li Xiu's current speed of condensation is already faster than imagined, and it is still accelerating.

Because Jing Li's sword was getting faster and faster, the time for Li Xiu to condense the magic light blade was getting shorter and shorter, so he could only speed up the concentration.

"What a powerful guy, can you achieve such a speed of condensation of the magic light blade?" The Gun Demon looked at the Sword Saint standing aside.

"No, my Sword Saint Magic Equipment can't do it so fast." Sword Saint shook his head and said: "Maybe it's because the furnace guardian itself has a design to quickly condense magic light, or maybe Li Xiu himself has a very special spiritual consciousness that can inspire

The fluidity of the magic light inside the magic suit... I really want to know what the reason is."

"It's also possible that there are two reasons." Gun Demon said.

"It's also possible. In any case, this commander-in-chief really shouldn't be underestimated. If he can survive this battle, maybe our magic costume masters can really turn around in the eternal world in the future." Sword Saint said thoughtfully.

"Who says otherwise? I also think he can win. With such a leader, our life will be much easier in the future. But it is too difficult to win against Jingli. I guess he hasn't really exerted his strength yet."

The devil sighed.

As soon as the gun demon's voice fell, the battle over there changed.

Jing Li suddenly switched the knife from his right hand to his left hand. The speed, speed and strength of the knife he used with his left hand increased again.

The moment the sword flashed, almost everyone thought it was just an phantom.

Peng!

The magic light blade was directly smashed into pieces, like countless steel sparks flying everywhere. Among the sparks in the sky, the sword light still slashed towards Li Xiu's chest without stopping.

"Jing Li's left-hand sword is faster and more vicious than the right-hand sword." Li Qingyin couldn't help but feel her heart in her throat.

Bai Ying next to her looked excited, as if she was looking forward to the moment when Li Xiu was beheaded.

Such a close distance and such a fast knife gave Li Xiu no chance to dodge.

when!

Seeing that the knife was about to hit Li Xiu's chest, it was blocked again. Li Xiu's left hand actually condensed a magic light blade, blocking the subsequent attack of this knife.

The magic light blade in his left hand was broken, but the power of the sword in his left hand was gone.

Dang Dang Dang!

Jing Li attacked frantically with his left hand, and the sword was as fast as lightning, but it was blocked time and time again by the magic light blades that Li Xiu continuously condensed from his hands. Until now, Li Xiu had not moved even a step while standing there.

"The strength of the Furnace Guardian is indeed stronger than the Divine Magic Equipment. This level of magic light burst will not damage it at all." Li Xiu is very satisfied with this set of Furnace Magic Equipment. This is the only one he has used so far.

A set of magical equipment with the best performance and sturdiness can already withstand the stimulation of spiritual consciousness that has just passed the limit.

Suddenly, Jing Li drew back his sword and did not continue to attack.

"Very good, this is what I want." Jing Li's eyes were like candlelight and he stared at Li Xiu feverishly. He slowly raised the knife held in his left hand and held it with his right hand: "If I can use both hands

You are the second person to fight with a sword."

"Who is the first one?" Li Xiu asked.

"It's my mentor, he has died by my sword." Jing Li said slowly, as if he was saying a normal thing without any guilt.

"I hope I am not the second person to die under your two-handed sword." Li Xiu smiled.

"I only have one style of two-handed sword, and I call it self-mutilation." Jing Li's expression was extremely fanatical, and he even started talking more.

"Self-mutilation, doesn't it mean suicide? This name is not auspicious." Li Xiu shook his head and said.

"It is indeed unlucky, but I like it." The magic light on Jing Li's body became more and more intense, like burning water, rushing towards the knife held in both hands, but the light on the knife became darker and darker.

Li Xiu waited quietly and did not take the initiative to attack to interrupt Jing Li's magic light. In fact, he had never taken the initiative to attack until now.

It wasn't until the light on the knife completely disappeared that Jing Li lowered his head and looked at the knife.

The knife was more than four feet long, and was ink-purple in color. It had the shape of a two-handed Tang knife. The blade was unsharpened, and there was a dark red bloodstain on one side of the blade that opened like dried blood.

That was the blood stain left when he killed his mentor, the boss of Wangqing Group, and it has never been wiped off.

Jing Li can still clearly remember the battle at that time. The boss stood in front of him just like Li Xiu now, waiting for him to complete the preparation for self-harm.

Before that, the boss almost completely destroyed Jing Li's self-confidence. Jing Li used all his power and various super spiritual skills to the extreme, but he was suppressed by the boss with one hand.

What seemed to be extremely powerful super spiritual skills to Jing Li was nothing more than a candle that could be extinguished at any time in front of the boss.

How can candlelight compete with the bright moon?

For Jing Li, the boss is the bright moon in the sky, someone he needs to look up to throughout his life.

Until he held the knife in both hands and struck out the knife, the bright moon in the sky split into two, and from then on there was no light to illuminate his heart.

This sword was named self-inflicted by Jing Li, and it has never been used since. This sword killed someone but hurt himself.

"I also hope that you will not be the second person to die under this knife." It seemed that as the light on the knife dimmed, the enthusiasm in Jing Li's eyes also disappeared. His eyes became clearer and clearer, and his expression became clearer.

He is becoming calmer and calmer, even a little cold.

"Forgetting the emotions, this Jing Li has finally obtained the true inheritance of that person." The old man wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket sighed.

"Wangqing's lineage has been like this since ancient times. It's just that the one who is more extreme has made Jingli successful with his own life. In the future, Jingli will practice the "Jueli Sutra" and will get twice the result with half the effort. In the future, he may be able to become the number one sword in the Immortal Heaven that surpasses Lao Dao.

." Mo Wuya paused, then sighed and said, "It's just a pity that Li Xiu, it's really rare for a magic costumer to reach this level. I'm afraid there won't be such a magic costumer in thousands of years.

, it is really a pity to die by Jing Li’s sword.”

"What a pity. Magic costumers rely on talent to make a living. It's hard to make any progress in life. To put it bluntly, God rewards you with food. You are at your peak when you are born. From now on, you will always lie down. It will be a matter of time before you are eliminated." The old immortal disagreed.

road.

While the two were talking, Jing Li raised his head, looked at Li Xiu calmly, slowly raised the knife above his head, and then closed his eyes.

Some people close their eyes and lose the whole world; some people close their eyes and the whole world is already under his knife.
Chapter completed!