1563: Run if you can't win

Run if you can't win

Ling Chuxi had just comprehended the hundreds of ancient sword intents and could clearly feel that her martial arts 'dan Xin and artistic conception had improved greatly. She should have the ability to protect herself against a Grandmaster.0

But what if he didn't have the power to protect himself? Nonsense, then just run. Do you really want to stand here and wait for death? She wasn't that stupid.

Ling Chuxi secretly gave Ling Yichen and the others a look and they all nodded in understanding.

"You're indeed arrogant. You actually dare to draw your sword Against Me!" Ling Gusong laughed madly. Ling Chuxi's willingness to fight was exactly what he had been looking for.

With the lesson he had learned from he busi, Ling Gusong did not underestimate Ling Chuxi and immediately drew his sword.

With a swing of the sword, a yellow sword Qi surged. The condensed sword Qi gave people a sense of congealing like a towering mountain, vast and boundless.

Ling Gusong stood with his sword in hand, giving off a heroic aura like a towering mountain.

Under that heavy aura, even the mist around them became heavy. In front of their eyes, they seemed to be able to see countless motionless tiny beads of water.

Ling Chuxi had a feeling that at this moment, her innate Yuan Qi was being suppressed by the other party, and her meridians were blocked.

This was a true Grandmaster expert. He busi, who was at the so-called semi-Grandmaster realm, was not even worthy of carrying his shoes in front of him.

Ling Chuxi took a deep breath, twisted her wrist, and Luo Chen sword slowly stabbed out. It looked so slow, but it was so beautiful, so meaningful, as if it contained an inexplicable truth of heaven and earth.

This was the fifth move of the grey abyss sword style. Under such circumstances, Ling Chuxi did not have the opportunity to strike out five times in a row and display the power of the grey abyss sword technique to its limit.

Fortunately, she had previously comprehended hundreds of ancient sword intents with he busi's help. Otherwise, under the pressure of the Grandmaster's might, Ling Chuxi might not even be able to use this sword.

But now, after his mind had integrated with the hundreds of ancient sword intents, the power of this sword was not much weaker than five consecutive swords.

"You do have the capital to be arrogant. Unfortunately, you are still a sky origin stage cultivator!" Ling Chuxi's attack was clearly stronger than when she was fighting he busi. Ling Gusong was slightly surprised, but at the same time, he increased his strength.

The long sword swept through the air and suddenly accelerated, bringing with it a majestic pressure as it slashed towards Ling Chuxi.

"Luo Chen sword!" Ling Chuxi shouted softly and her sword technique displayed everything. The Luo Chen sword brought with it a sharp intent that could cut through the heavens and earth as it flew forward.

The hearts of Ling Yichen and the others were in their throats at this moment.

One strike. Everyone knew that Ling Chuxi only had one chance. If she could block this strike, she would have a chance to escape. As for defeating her opponent, at least in the current situation, it was impossible. The Ling Gusong in front of her was even stronger than Xiang yuanmu.

Just as the two swords were about to clash, a soft vibrating sound suddenly rang out. Even one's soul trembled along with the soft sound.

The spiritual Qi between heaven and earth all gathered in one direction. It was a dazzling cold light like a lightning meteor, and an ethereal shadow like a dragon emerging from the sea.

Fast, what a fast speed. Almost in a moment, the cold shadow had already arrived in front of him.

"BOOM!" The cold light collided with Ling Gusong's sword with a loud bang.

Ling Gusong, who was in the Grandmaster realm, was forced to take a few steps back by the strong impact. His face was full of shock.

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