Chapter 2008： No shadow (2/2)

A few meters away, Xue Luoyu felt a sharp cold and pierced his palm.

Feeling the danger, she leaned her arms out to avoid it.

”Oh!” Three hard hits on her shoulder.

The right shoulder suddenly ”thumped up” three bursts of blood flowers, like a sword stab in no way, blood like a spring, instantly dyed her right arm red, trying to stop the blood but found it impossible to stop.

The three sword qis were embracing on the shoulders, but the internal force wanted to dispel them but it was impossible. The three sword qis were so pure that they were no different from the real long swords, which was really strange.

”No Shadow Excalibur!” She hummed.

She knew immediately that this was the Shadowless Excalibur of Wanjian City.

At first glance, Wuying Excalibur is a magic sword, but in fact it is a **** method, which is condensed into a sword air, so it is invisible and traceless, hurts the invisible, and is more poisonous and terrible than the real Excalibur.

If it is not so, it is difficult to break her robe with only her finger strength, and the world can break her robe with only a handful of fingers. With a little thought, you can guess that this is the shadowless sword.

This shadowless magic sword is extremely difficult to practice, turning the fingers into a sword spirit no different from the real sword, talent and hard work are indispensable, and this magic work also needs sufficient time to be pure, without hundreds of years and nearly a thousand years of suffering Cultivation is impossible.

These three old guys' shadowless excalibur is even more defenseless. They have been trained to the state of body and sword unity, and their body is hidden like a sword. It is even more terrible. If her rain palm can show all the traces, it may not be found. Got these three old guys.

”Wan Jiancheng!” Xue Luoyu hummed.

The three old men disappeared again.

Xue Luoyu could not care about the blood rushing out of his shoulders, and shot two palms of rain again.

The figure of the three elders reappeared in her field of vision, and was rushing towards Chu Li's back. The three sword qi had already shot at Chu Li ~ ~ Chu Li was still motionless, as if he was totally unaware of the danger approaching.

Xue Luoyu was so anxious that he suddenly blocked behind Chu Li and pushed with both palms.

Suddenly, two meters above her chest appeared as if a wavy lake appeared, and the ripples were faint. The three fingers fell into this faint lake, and the lake suddenly shook violently. The faintness seemed to disappear at any time.

”Bang bang!” Xue Luoyu stepped back two steps in the three muffled sounds, barely standing still and not meeting Chu Li.

She took a deep breath, and there was faint pain in her chest.

White gauze covered her face and couldn't see her complexion, but the bright eyes flickered brightly, obviously uncomfortable.

The immeasurable hand that had just saved the power of weakening Wuying Excalibur, and relied on her treasure, so she blocked three fingers.

Although it was indeed as expected, the immense power of the infinite palms weakened the power of the Shadowless Excalibur, but it was still painful to hit the chest, as if a high-speed Mercedes horse ran into it and it was already her limit to fly out.

The three old men no longer concealed their stature, and gave three fingers directly.

Silent, like a child's play.

Xue Luoyu was close to the enemy, and his palms pushed out, followed by the first two steps, so as not to step back and hit Chu Li, which disturbed him to practice.

His chest was bright and flickering like the lake water was flooding in the sun, and then suddenly shakes violently and seemed to want to disappear. Xue Luoyu flew out and sprayed a blood arrow in the air, flying past Chu from far away.

The three old men point to Chu back again.

Chu Li remained motionless, still hitting himself with their fingers.

”Bang bang!” Chu Li flashed a faint golden mask around him.

The old man frowned and nodded his three fingers again.

”Bang, bang!” A faint shadow of a tortoise emerged from the top of Chu's head, looming, eventually converging into his body.

The old man's face was gloomy and he clicked three fingers again.

pS: finished.