Clash Of The Sword Titans

After all, Mu Hongxiu had an earth-level forging technique in his hands, "Blue Sky Thunder Fire". It's not clear how powerful this forging method is, but the long sword that the half-infantry soldier obtained in the treasure house of the Yan King's mansion was finally smelted from the material is also extremely handy.

If you were to find someone to deal with the **** crystal, among the people you knew, only Mu Hongxiu seemed the most reliable.

After much deliberation, Lu Li decided to mention this to Mu Hongxiu when he decided to leave the imperial capital tomorrow.

The top priority now is to develop the secret sword first and create more means of confronting the enemy.

As for how to take the road of "sword" to the extreme...

"Let's take one step at a time. If the true meaning of martial arts is the cornerstone of a Dao-level powerhouse, it would be a bit too early for me to think about this matter now."

Lu Li shook his head, driving the thought out of his mind.

...

The depths of the old street.

Mrs. Deer looked at the black-clothed girl who was sleeping, her eyes full of pampering and affection, she reached out her hand and gently tucked the quilt for her, and muttered, "It seems that it's time for us to leave."

When the black-clothed girl was sleeping peacefully, that delicate little face was a bit less indifferent, and looked a lot softer, as beautiful as a painting.

But Mrs. Deer's eyes were filled with worry, because the two countries went to war, the Holy Kingdom of Swallowing Heaven was not the safest hiding place for them.

Especially the girl in black has a special identity. If she continues to stay here, it will inevitably be noticed by someone who is interested. When that long sword is about to be completed, Mrs. Deer doesn't want to take any risks.

Therefore, she decided to leave here as soon as possible and change to a safer place to live in seclusion.

After taking a deep look at the sleeping girl in black, Mrs. Deer left her residence and came to the long street.

The old street in the dark is bleak and bleak, especially the recent succession of various major events, coupled with the departure of Jing shopkeeper, makes this long street even more bleak.

Mrs. Deer was walking on the long street, but a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Mrs. Deer, it's so late, where are you going?"

She paused slightly, turned her head, saw the young man holding the chessboard, smiled and said, "Go and see the old man."

The young man sighed, "Madam, can you accompany Lu to the next game of chess?"

Mrs. Lu's eyes flashed, and her smile gradually faded: "Lu Xianzhi, are you going to stop me?"

"Lu dare not."

"It's just... if Madam leaves like this, Lao Cai will not be peaceful in the future."

A young man named Lu Xianzhi threw the chessboard, hovering in the void, and reached out his hand to lead it to: "If Madam wins Lu, Lu will naturally not stop it."

When the chessboard stopped in the void, Mrs. Deer felt that the surrounding space was blocked, and all she saw were dotted lines.

Those dotted lines formed a large chessboard, which contained the entire old street and blocked all her retreat.

"Is Zhenlong's formation?" Madam Lu pursed her red lips and shook her head and said, "This can't hold me down."

"What if you add me?"

Before he could speak, a rough man with a hammer in his hand walked out from the other side.

He is a blacksmith in Lao Cai.

In the blacksmith's shop where there have never been customers, there are often clinking irons, but all the residents on the street have never seen him hit any finished products.

Even so, Mrs. Deer, who has lived in the old street for some years, knows how terrifying the blacksmith is.

"Xiang Rong, do you... want to stop me?"

Mrs. Deer sighed: "Have you ever asked the old man about doing this?"

"The residents of the old street have the right to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."

The blacksmith named Xiang Rong buzzed: "If you leave you like this, the old street will no longer exist."

"Jing Chi can leave, why can't I?"

Mrs. Lu's voice was a bit hoarse. She was first trapped in the Zhenlong formation by Lu Xianzhi, and then faced with Xiang Rong. At this moment, she had to use all her energy to deal with the oppression brought by the two.

"Treasurer Jing left in order to take revenge. He died after nine deaths. Moreover, he did not leave the old street."

"Madam leaving this time, I'm afraid it is to avoid misfortune, this is tantamount to breaking the rules of the old street."

The hammer in Xiang Rong's hand gradually turned red, and the temperature rose, causing the surrounding field of vision to begin to distort.

"Old Street is just a group of lonely ghosts, so you have to behave? Besides you, are there anyone who will stand up to stop me tonight?"

Mrs. Deer raised her lips and said with some sarcasm: "Don't you find it ridiculous to say such high-sounding words? It is for rules, but for stability. Because you know very well, once I am Leaving the old street, you will never have peace from now on."

"Am I right, Lu Xianzhi."

"Or should I call you... Shengzi Zhenlong?"

When Mrs. Deer revealed his identity, Lu Xianzhi showed helplessness and apologized: "Madam, we are indeed some lonely ghosts. Fortunately, the elderly are willing to shelter us from the wind and rain, so we have this place. Are you really real? Do you want to break it?"

"You want to be safe, but you never thought about how long can you be safe once the old man is gone?"

Mrs. Lu looked at Xiang Rong, "Did you forget why you entered the old street back then? Lu Xianzhi offended Zhenlong Holy Land and didn't have the courage of Jingchi. I am not surprised that he would be like this, but you... why did you turn? So far?"

"Mrs. Deer, no need to say more."

Xiang Rong said blankly: "Go back now, we can assume that nothing has happened."

"If you insist on going, it's better to pass the two of me."

As soon as the voice fell, Xiang Rong waved the red-hot hammer in his hand, and drew a red arc in the air. With a thud, the hammer hit the ground, smashing the ground, and the rubble instantly melted into magma. A magma fire dragon several meters long was torn out from the ground by Xiang Rong, lifelike, like a living creature!

"In that case... let me try the power of the melt hammer!"

Mrs. Deer pointed her finger, and the void immediately rippled like water. The blazing high temperature emitted by the lava fire dragon seemed to be completely isolated by this ripple.

"It's the magical power of the deer clan, it's beautiful and beautiful!"

Lu Xianzhi yelled, twisting **** imaginarily, and a chess piece composed entirely of spiritual energy was thrown out by him, and it fell between the dotted lines between heaven and earth.

Once the aura chess piece was let go, it quickly enlarged and became the size of a house, and suddenly the town was on the long street!

Zhenlong's formation was activated by this chess piece, and the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth was disturbed. Between the whistling of the wind, the ripples in front of Mrs. Deer were full of cracks, like a mirror.

"That's it!"

Xiang Rong yelled, the hammer swayed, and the magma fire dragon threw its teeth and claws toward Mrs. Deer.

Click!

Jinghua Shuiyue shattered on the spot.

Mrs. Deer's figure has disappeared.

"Blindfold?"

Xiang Rong frowned, and his thoughts swept around.

Lu Xianzhi shook his head and said: "The Zhenlong formation has been activated. No matter how strong Mrs. Deer is, she cannot jump out of the formation silently. She... must still be in the formation!"

Immediately, Lu Xianzhi seemed to have thought of something, his face changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice, "Shield the spirit! We have got her magic power!"

Having said that, Lu Xianzhi closed his eyes, and the divine mind that had been released instantly retracted, only perceiving the range of ten steps around his body.

Upon seeing this, Xiang Rong did what he said.

A crack suddenly appeared around the two of them, and after a click, the surrounding scenes suddenly shattered and fell one after another.

"As expected to be the Son of Zhenlong, my little means really can't hide from your eyes."

Mrs. Deer's voice resounded from all directions, ethereal and uncertain: "But now you are also trapped in my beautiful mirror, the next thing is to compare who has better patience..."

"Mrs. Deer, Zhenlong's array is not only used to trap people."

Lu Xianzhi closed his eyes and perceives his body with his spiritual thoughts, in order to avoid Mrs. Deer's sudden attack.

But he still persuaded: "If Lu changes the Zhenlong formation to the killing formation...Mrs. Deer, you should know its power."

"Okay."

Mrs. Deer's voice is still erratic and uncertain, "You may have already disturbed other people when you opened the Zhenlong Array. If you change the Killing Array, the old man will never sit idly by."

"Mrs. Deer!"

Xiang Rong also closed his eyes tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Until now, no one has come forward to help you, don't you know the attitude of the elderly!"

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