C114 The Fierce Battle Ah Lu

"Hmph! I don't believe that no matter how strong your attack is, with your strength alone, you can't possibly be stronger than me, a Spirit Cultivating Stage!"

Seeing Guxing charging towards him with all his might, Aalu let out an indignant roar. In an instant, the Genuine Qi gushed out from his Dantian and poured into the sword, causing the ordinary iron sword to flash with a bright light.

"Good timing!"

Seeing Guxing rushing towards him with all his might, Guxing felt his blood boiling even more. He couldn't help but shout out loud. He waved his hands to the extreme, and the momentum he released was even greater than that of that man.

In an instant, the sound of ping-pong was like the waves of the ocean. It was as if the two of them had transformed into a bolt of lightning. The afterimages left behind by the intense exchange of blows were dazzling. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already exchanged seven or eight blows. It was still difficult to tell who was stronger and who was weaker in a short period of time.

Gradually, the battle between the two of them had already reached a white-hot stage. It was Aalu who showed signs of being defeated first. Although his cultivation base was much stronger than Guxing's, Under the suppression of Guxing's speed, he had almost no chance to fight back. Comparatively speaking, Guxing's sword technique was too overbearing. In a fight, it almost completely suppressed his sword technique. It was a kind of depressing feeling that he could not use his strength. It immediately made him complain incessantly.

"Seventh form of the Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, the Floating Life Sword!"

"The fourth movement of the Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, Swift Sword Strike!"

Guxing shouted and waved his sword twice. The seventh and fourth movement of the Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts were launched by him one after another. Aalu immediately saw the sky full of sword shadows around him. While he was busy dealing with them, a stunning sword light suddenly shot out from the thousands of sword shadows.

"Ah! Not good!"

Sensing the killing intent contained in the sword, he couldn't help but feel that something was wrong. He immediately swung his sword in an attempt to block the sword light, but the distance was too short. Before he could make a second strike, the sword light had already arrived in front of him. He had no time to dodge at all, and the target was his neck. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He had no choice but to turn his head as fast as he could in his life. At the same time, he bent his body slightly, and the fatal sword light missed his throat and cut his face. He also struck forward with his palm.

The palm hit Guxing's chest precisely. Guxing suddenly felt the Genuine Qi in his body become chaotic. After that, he spat out a big mouthful of blood and flew backwards like a kite with its string cut.

"Mr Yeh!"

Chu Rouer saw that he was injured and quickly stuck to him. She anxiously asked, "Are you alright?"

"Cough cough, I am fine. "

Guxing smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, signaling her not to worry. He quickly got up and walked a few steps in front of Aalu. He glanced at Aalu out of the corner of his eye. He said: "Mid Period of Spirit Cultivating Stage, huh, so weak. "

"Hmph! He had clearly injured his internal organs, but he still dared to boast shamelessly. This young man really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth! "

Seeing Guxing's provocative face, the middle-aged man called Aalu couldn't help but coldly snort a few times. He thought that this young man had already suffered a palm strike from him, and he had attacked with anger. This young man's injuries must not be light. The reason why he dared to speak such arrogant words was because of his pride and pretentiousness.

"Humph! This trick can scare other people, but do you really think that I'm a big scare?"

Thinking of this, the fierceness in his eyes deepened.

"Kid, you don't have a chance to live anymore. I advise you to surrender as soon as possible. We might even let you die a quick death. Otherwise, if you fall into my hands later, I guarantee that you'll live a life worse than death. "

"Heh, what a joke. A life worse than death is a death, a happy death is also a death. Since it's a death anyway, why don't I take a gamble?"

Hearing this, Guxing narrowed his eyes and his tone became stern. "Besides, how do you know that I will be the one to die before the last moment? Perhaps it's you all. Maybe. . . "

"Dream on!"

Seeing how stubborn he was, Aalu lost his patience and continued to bicker with him. Immediately, he shook the long sword in his hand and drew out three dense sword flower. He attacked Guxing in a triangle formation.

Seeing this, how could Guxing be afraid of him? He sneered and raised his sword to meet Guxing's attack. However, his speed was obviously faster than him. Before his sword flower could reach him, Guxing had already used the sword shadow to form a thin layer of sword screen around his body.

In an instant, the two swords clashed together. Immediately, there were only a few sounds of sword clashing. In a few breaths of time, the sword shadows that filled the sky were destroyed one by one by his three sword flower and disappeared completely.

"Haha!"

Aalu immediately laughed out loud and said, "What's the use of just relying on numbers? With just three sword flower, I can match up to a hundred of your sword shadows. This is the difference!"

As he spoke, he urged his longsword to charge forward once again. At the same time, he furiously shouted, "Brat, kill him!"

"Heh, you want to kill me? You are not qualified to do so!"

Hearing this, Guxing could not help but laugh coldly. "It's you who said that quantity is useless. Alright. Today, I will try and see if the truth is as you said, the seventh movement of the Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, the Fleeting Life Sword! "

After the shout, sword shadows appeared around him once again. However, the number of sword shadows was several times more than the previous one. More than that, it could be seen that Guxing was serious this time. The situation of fighting for a long time had made him a little irritable. He had a feeling that this place was going to become more and more dangerous, and before that, he had to leave immediately.

"Humph, it's just an old trick. Do you think I will fall into your trap again?"

Aalu shouted and shook the long sword in his hand. A large number of sword flower instantly appeared on the spot where he stood, and it whistled as it shattered the sword shadows that Guxing had deployed around his body. At the same time, he also sent out a part of his mind to keep an eye on Guxing's movements. After all, that sword strike just now had scared him. He was afraid that Guxing would still stab out with his sword without any warning like before. It was as silent as a ghost. It was impossible to guard against it, so this battle. . . He seemed to be fighting casually, but in fact, he was physically and mentally exhausted. He was extremely exhausted, and the sweat that flowed out had even soaked his back.

Seeing that his sword was about to be destroyed once again, Guxing could not help frowning. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "I want to see how you can block my next move!"

"The tenth style of Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, Lone Army Attack!"

Immediately, a sorrowful sword intent gushed out. After a while, the whole place was filled with a murderous atmosphere. Guxing and his men had already turned into a ray of light, rushing towards Aalu. Wherever the sword passed, everything was in decline. The sword intent emitted from the sword made some of the flowers and plants on the ground wither.