Chapter 391: Sword showdown

"Yunsuo, Qingshuang, Fengxiao, Hongye, Butterfly." Wushuang waved his fingers, and the five flying swords lined up in front of him, and his fingers tapped each sword body lightly, making a jingle. sound. He smiled, flicked his finger, go. The five flying swords immediately flew towards Luo Mingxuan.
"Last time I saw that I was a five-handed starter, but now I am still? It's a bit too despised." Luo Mingxuan plunged the epee into the ground, but the extremely long phoenix seized its sheath and flew the five handles. All the swords were swept back.
"Then I will give you another one. Jueying," Wushuang's long sleeve swept away, and another flying sword struck out, together with the previous five handles, but the order and speed had changed a lot.
Each of the twelve flying swords has its own different characteristics and advantages, and each combination is a sword formation. Other sword formations require multiple people to form, but now Wushuang can form a sword formation by one person. And in the handsless, there are countless sword formations.
If five flying swords are deployed, there are 120 sword arrays.
If six flying swords are dispatched, it will suddenly increase to 720 sword formations!
But Luo Mingxuan's seven-handed swords moved in turns, abruptly blocking Wushuang's sword force. But the same multi-handed sword is used by Luo Mingxuan, but Luo Mingxuan uses a completely different swordsmanship. Each of his swords will almost change to a sword. The seven-handed swords are changing in his hand, but they are properly blocked. Every flying sword.
Among the people in the field, only Wushuang could see some doorways. He frowned slightly: "Is he... playing chess?"
Even though your sword formations are arranged repeatedly, but they can withstand the ever-changing changes on the chessboard?
The shadow emperor of the Great Profound Dynasty learned such an endless variety of swordsmanship. Unlike flying swords, each of his swords was a real sword, even the shortest eye and prajna had three feet. Later, he hid this peerless swordsmanship in Liubo Chess, used the unpredictable changes of Liubo Ches to hide the various changes of this swordsmanship, and then simplified the difficult-to-learn Liubo chess and spread it to the world, leaving only That fairy Liubo's clay puppet, so that the world can no longer get a glimpse of the mystery, but it will not be lost, there is always someone who can reproduce this fairy swordsmanship.
"Okay, very good." Wushuang met his opponent, but his eyes were full of excitement. Although the last time he played against Luo Mingxuan, he was only slightly better, but he kept a lot of hands. Now, it's different! "Broken! Go!"
Another flying sword swept out of the sword box.
The Wushuang Flying Sword Formation has increased to five thousand and forty types.
"Yu Ruyi, go!"
Another pure flaw as jade, almost transparent flying sword swept up.
Forty thousand three hundred and twenty kinds of sword formations.
Many people present can no longer see this duel.
I can only see those flying swords repeatedly attacking like bees and insects. They seem to be the same, but they seem to have changed, swift and awe-inspiring. As for Luo Mingxuan, it seemed that there was a circle formed by the place where he stood, and he was the center of the circle, and the sword in his hand seemed to change, forming the almost perfect circle.
No flying sword can pierce this perfect circle.
No matter how many times it changes, Luo Mingxuan can find the perfect countermeasure with the seven-handed sword in his hand.
"Interesting, so interesting." Wushuang has encountered some opponents, and they are indeed capable of fighting against his own flying swords, but they all rely on the principle of being strong, and like this one sword after another, an extremely orderly duel. It was the first time I saw you.
With a hopeless wave of the heavy sword in Luo Mingxuan's hand, the eight flying swords that had been taken out at this moment flew back to Wushuang's face, and the flying swords did not take out. Wushuang smiled, slapped the sword box, and swept up two flying swords.
"Kill. Turn your fingers soft."
Wushuang stroked the ten flying swords lightly, as if stroking the strings, there was a light and graceful echo wherever the fingers passed.
"Fortunately, I have this rival in my life." Wushuang closed his eyes.
Huangfu, the host of the Bloody Clothes Building, who stood watching the battle behind him, said with emotion: "It's really a hero who came out of a young man. I heard that there was a peerless young city lord in Wushuang City. I always felt that you Wushuang City used it to create momentum. I believe, After all, there are still five elders. What I saw today, sure enough, the world will still belong to them like young people."
Lu Yudi held the spear and shrugged: "Perhaps."
"Who do you think can win?" Huangfu asked tentatively.
"My younger brother. He rarely takes it seriously, but this time he takes it seriously." Lu Yudi raised an eyebrow, "It's really scary for him to be serious."
Wushuang's long sleeves swept away, his expression swept away from the exhaustion before, and he became solemn and solemn. He shouted angrily: "Go."
All ten flying swords come out.
So far, the number of changes has increased to three hundred and sixty-two thousand eight hundred.
Back then, the city lord of Wushuang City used ten flying swords to destroy a famous sect in the arena, how could he not deal with a young Luo Mingxuan?
Luo Mingxuan's sword power suddenly changed.
The technique of Six Boss lies in the fact that the six sons can become an owl, and the owl is the real ultimate move.
In the previous dynasty, the Six Boss, all six sons can become owed.
Luo Mingxuan guarded for a long time, waiting for an opportunity.
When Wushuang offered ten flying swords.
He had confronted Wushuang once, knowing that ten flying swords were the limit of Wushuang, and when the opponent was unable to continue, it was time for him to leave the lords.
"Cheng Xiao." Luo Mingxuan suddenly jumped out, the sword in his hand constantly changing.
In the eyes of onlookers, it was a circle, and suddenly moved.
He knocked away those flying swords at an extremely fast speed, and then swept away at Wushuang.
But he also paid some price.
First, two three-foot swords, Prajna and One Eye, followed by Double Swords Mang and Jiechen, then Light Sword Farewell, Long Sword Phoenix, six swords in succession were knocked to the ground. At this time, Luo Mingxuan had already rushed to Wu Fang, and suddenly raised the heavy sword hopelessly.
In Liuboqi, regardless of Daxuan Dynasty and Beili Dynasty, there are only six pieces.
But Luo Mingxuan has seven swords.
This seventh handle is even above Xiao Xiao.
"Dragon!" Luo Mingxuan yelled and swung the sword down vigorously.
Wushuang didn't raise his head, neither retreat nor advance, but just raised his fingers gently.
Suddenly, two flying swords flew up.
A handle resembling a floating cloud, light and white, with a few misty fairy air.
One handle is like the withered bark of an old tree, with endless vicissitudes of life.
The last two handles of the twelve flying swords were finally awakened.
Lu Yuzhai grasped the spear, and it seemed that even he knew about it for the first time. He exclaimed, "Twelve...Flying sword?"
Huangfu Jue squinted his eyes. This time he said that he was surrendering to Wushuang City, but he wanted to take the opportunity to expand his influence. After all, Xueyue City has been too big in recent years, but now it seems that if Wushuang City really If he wins, then this young city lord is afraid that he will be a bad partner.
"Young man, it's really eye-opening." He sighed quietly.
Wushuang just faintly called out the names of the last two flying swords.
"Cang."
"vast."