My Debauched Devotion

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Killing the Daomeng Falcon, no matter what your reasons are, whether you are innocent or not, is also a serious damage to the majesty of the Daomeng.

Whether you are a waste who failed to inherit the sword, or a genius who picked up the sword with sharp eyes, Li Wuxie treats you equally.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual in the surrounding area, before Xiao Ran could draw his sword, he did it without hesitation.

Maintaining a strong majesty is his consistent criterion.

Especially after that incident happened, he abided by this rule almost like a maniac.

Li Wuxie attaches great importance to dignity. As a former monster in the Body Fitting Realm and now a boss in the Nascent Soul Realm, he can't and doesn't need to use his cultivation to bully a qi refining kid.

The coercion of the Qi Refining Realm descended from the sky.

The spiritual pressure is too thin to be considered coercion.

The spiritual pressure spins, gathers, and turns into a huge sword, hanging above Lu Ya's head.

Huangfu Qun frowned.

Can the Qi Refining Realm gather sword energy?

The sword energy continued to spin, and turned into a sword light in an instant.

With a sword hanging on the moon, the brilliance is everywhere.

Surrounded by bitter wind and subtle spiritual power fluctuations.

Huangfu Qun's brows became more and more serious.

Can the Qi Refining Realm gather sword light?

Looking at Li Wuxie's superb swordsmanship, compared with the weather-beaten heavy bags under the eyes, and the half-drowned eyes that look down on everything... Huangfuqun couldn't help but think of his legend.

Li Wuxie is not very old, but more than two thousand years old, he is a descendant of Huangfu group, very talented.

He had been promoted to the Fusion Realm when he was a thousand years old. Before Ling Zhouyue's generation of geniuses rose up, he was one of the most famous geniuses, and he was extremely popular in the Dao League headquarters.

Especially with swordsmanship, he has studied all kinds of basic swordsmanship of the academy very deeply, and his swordsmanship is superb.

Eight hundred years ago, when the academy was preparing to appoint Li Wuxie as the master of swordsmanship, Li Wuxie was accidentally seriously injured in a ghost hunting operation.

The cultivation base plummeted to Nascent Soul.

After hundreds of years of recuperation in the cave, he left the customs, barely stabilized the Nascent Soul, and slowly recovered for hundreds of years...

It was rumored that Li Wuxie suffered from severe kidney deficiency, which was so severe that he could not pass out the medicine dregs naturally, and could only forcefully drip out with the help of spiritual power.

Now looking at his dark circles, strong style, and rough sword spirit, it seems that this can also be proved.

Xiao Ran put away the broken sword, looked up at the sword light.

He also heard a thing or two about Li Wuxie's legend from his master, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he was still overwhelmed by his swordsmanship.

The sword's energy turned into light, it looked rough, but there were finesse in the roughness, using the refining energy as the pressure of the sword, and the tip of the sword sensed the spiritual veins around him.

There is no difference between the essence and the resonance swordsmanship, but it is a pity that he is not open, and cannot listen to and resonate with all things in an instant.

The sword light fell quietly, causing waves of spatial ripples, and slowly pierced towards the top of Xiao Ran's head.

The surrounding wind has stopped.

Jian Guang...

Also stopped.

An inch above Xiao Ran's head stopped!

It was like bumping into a slightly rippling pool of water, no matter how much the sword light pierced towards the void of the spiritual vein, it couldn't cut even a single dent in the water surface.

The surging sword pressure was scattered by the ripples...

Li Wuxie's aura wavered slightly, and he suddenly increased his strength.

The space suddenly vibrated.

The sword light became thinner and more concise!

Jianguang charged again!

Again not getting an inch...

Li Wuxie's face darkened, the sword pressure continued to concentrate, but it still couldn't pierce an inch from the top of Xiao Ran's head.

Even in the end, the sword light in the Qi Refining Realm reached its limit, and suddenly pierced downwards into the water.

Too bad it wasn't piercing...

is dissipated.

The sword energy scattered like dust.

The sword light dissipated inch by inch during the stabbing process, as if it had pierced into Xiao Ran's forehead.

Everything is empty and the mind is empty!

Li Wuxie's heart trembled slightly, but his face remained calm.

It seems that Black Stone has not misjudged the person.

Xiao Ran also became interested, wanting to see if he could use the first-order resonance swordsmanship to force Li Wuxie to use the power of foundation building.

At the same time, Xiaolu also helped, so that Xiaowu would not think that he was hiding great strength in the dark...

Xiao Ran then drew out his disciple's sword, without saying anything, the soles of his feet trembled, and he swung forward with the sword.

Huangfuqun had no choice but to step back and look at Chuyan.

Get the ax out of class!

With a movement of Li Wuxie's figure, in an instant, he suddenly appeared in the sky above Xiao Ran's right side, and slashed at the back of his neck with his sword!

This sword is simple and unpretentious, but extremely swift and fierce. It doesn't look like the sword technique of a cultivator, but the simple sword technique of the mortal martial arts world.

It's okay to cut the back of my neck!

The soles of Xiao Ran's feet trembled, he dodged like a spring, and turned over in an instant to face the sword.

Bang!

The two swords collided, and there was a clang.

Everyone in the air looked blankly.

Li Wuxie's first sword still needs the aura of a cultivator, so how will he do the sword-splitting move later?

The two of them didn't even use spiritual pressure training, they simply used body training and sword moves to hack the whole process!

Is this the stubbornness of the sword bearer?

Although the movements of the two are very smooth, fast, concise, with sudden stops and quick movements, they are chic and unrestrained, but they are too simple, without any extra spiritual energy fluctuations, which makes people feel unclear.

Only a few masters of swordsmanship, such as Ling Zhouyue and Chen Jingxing, can fully concentrate and see the height of their swords.

No flickering, no ripples.

After a hundred tricks, Li Wuxie was hearty and comfortable, and she didn't realize that she had already entered the limit state.

Xiao Ran withdrew his sword.

If it continues, Li Wuxie will definitely suffer from kidney deficiency and exhaustion, and will either lose the battle or be forced to use high-level spiritual power.

He is a swordsman, so let him save some face.

As soon as the sword stopped, Li Wuxie came back to reality from a relaxed state, and suddenly felt exhausted, with sweat dripping from his forehead, especially his waist, which became more and more uncontrollable.

Actually pushing him to such a level in terms of sword moves, it seems that Ling Zhouyue is not as nonsense as in the legend...

Temporarily leveling Li Wuxie in terms of swordsmanship, Xiao Ran also showed no arrogance on his face, he cupped his fists respectfully and said:

"This black sword cannot display Li Zhishou's superb swordsmanship. This junior is not good at martial arts. If Li Zhishou can use a thinner sword, this junior will definitely be invincible."

Li Wuxie's eye bags twitched slightly.

This kid is actually swearing!

He can see.

Xiao Ran's swordsmanship and body skills seemed to be integrated with the heaven and the earth. It seemed that there were flaws everywhere, but once he attacked the flaws, he instantly turned into a flawless and perfect posture.

Where there is no attack, there are all flaws, and when there is no attack, there are no flaws. This is the quality of the strongest swordsman.

The realm is second, after all, he is not bad, even better in basic body skills and sword moves.

The problem is that Xiao Ran's resonance movement and sword vibration save a lot of effort than him.

After a hundred tricks, he will be empty.

Li Wuxie was no longer majestic, but it was impossible to lose to a young man in sword moves.

I was about to take out the black sand pot and take a mouthful of wolfberries to nourish my body, when I remembered that the black sand pot was thrown on board just now in a hurry.

In an instant, Li Wuxie's face was as black as ink, and the heavy bags under his eyes almost drooped to the bridge of his nose.

Next, he would either increase his sword pressure cultivation to fight again, or he would be considered bullying the small with the big and could not afford to lose.

Either pull out the natal sword, Si Wuxie, but unfortunately this sword is too slender, not suitable for his tough style, unless it is in a life-and-death crisis, he will never pull out this sword.

No matter what, you will lose face, so it is better to stop here and shake hands to make peace.

The sword cutting is over.

However, as the head of the Dongfu Daoist League, the task of paying attention to and selecting talents for the Daoist League has not yet begun.

It is very unusual for this son to have such a level of swordsmanship at such a young age.

Are you hiding your strength?

He has seen countless strong men.

A strong man has an aura, no matter how he conceals his spiritual power, his aura cannot cover it up. Although Xiao Ran's aura looks as elegant as a fairy, his aura is really only Qi refining.

Maybe there is something terrible secret hidden in him.

Thinking of this, he nodded, and then he came to a foot away from Xiao Ran in a flash.

Raising his hand, he patted li xuan's shoulder lightly and unobtrusively.

This shot, which seemed to praise the younger generation, was actually secretly spying.

Instantly!

An extremely sharp and extremely concealed body veins and divine consciousness penetrated into Xiao Ran's body.

This body meridian consciousness is actually a high-level soul-searching technique, like spring wind turning into rain, but as sharp as a sword. It can detect the pictures in the other party's memory without the other party noticing.

Talent can be hidden, physique can be upgraded, directly looking at the memory is better than peeking into the dantian to find out why Xiao Ran was able to learn the secret of the legendary Wanwukongming mind method.

Li Wuxie secretly closed her eyes.

Looking inward through layers of fog...

He saw a lofty fairy mountain!

In the early morning, on the wide sword dancing ground.

A young man with tough facial features and a handsome face was waving a long sword with a serious look.

Accompanied by the boring movements of swinging the sword over and over again, the glimpses of his life are presented.

Qi refining at the age of seven.

The foundation was established at the age of twelve.

Thirty-nine-year-old Jindan.

Eighteen-year-old Nascent Soul.

Three hundred distracted.

Chitose, fit together!

His path of practice was very fast, very upright, meticulous, without any mistakes.

He majored in kendo, and his cultivation was just a bonus.

From being unknown to the small sect, to dwelling in the deep mountains of the academy at the headquarter of the Dao League, and practicing until the Mahayana of swordsmanship before coming out of the mountain, at this time the cultivation base is already in the state of distraction!

Afterwards, he entered the headquarters of the Zhuming Mansion, where he slashed demons and eliminated the underworld time and time again, and rose to the state of integration in just a few hundred years.

The future is bright, just before he was transferred to the Academy of Swordsmanship, during a mission to exterminate Fairy Tail——

He meets a woman of his destiny.

A serpent demon who can take form in the doomed age.

Then……

There's no after that.

After this incident, his cultivation quickly fell to that of Nascent Soul, and he was forced to recuperate in the academy's cave for nearly a thousand years before he stopped his decline.

Afterwards, he was sent by the Taoist League to Dongfu City as the chief executive, and began his career as the chief executive who never left the black sand pot and wolfberry tea.

Seeing this, Li Wuxie was sweating profusely, and suddenly woke up.

This...is not Xiao Ran!

This is my life!

Li Wuxie's eyes froze, as if seeing a huge wave in the sky.

As if standing in front of a mirror, everything about myself is invisible.

Li Wuxie was sweating profusely, feeling his hair stand on end.

Why did I see my whole life in this guy's body?

Could it be...

Soul resonance!

Li Wuxie came to his senses, his heart was shocked, but his face was unmoved, he let go of his hand naturally, and only praised in the tone of an elder:

"Passed, your swordsmanship is excellent."

Xiao Ran smiled, clasped his hands together, and returned the salute respectfully.

"It's not as good as the leader who plays snakes."

puff--

Li Wuxie's back was sore, and a mouthful of black blood almost spewed out!

Feeling dizzy and black in front of my intuition, as if the whole mountain is shaking.

Not a family, not going into a house... He never wants to have anything to do with the people around Ling Zhouyue.

"Farewell."

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