Martial Arts: Defeat Liu Bai With A Sword At The Beginning And Suppress Snow Moon City

The aura on Nangong Pushe's body was gradually changing.

In the past, Nangong Pushe's breath was cold, but now, the breath on her swords was like thousand-year-old ice, making it impossible to breathe.

The mysterious martial arts in the God of War changed her understanding of martial arts.

At this moment, Nangong Pushe turned around and looked at his former self. He felt as if a giant was looking down at his former self.

Her movements became faster and faster, and her pure white figure danced on the ice lake, like the oldest and most primitive dance, so intoxicating.

The sharp double knives drove the surrounding airflow, forming a huge whirlwind that wrapped around her body.

Deep marks were carved on the lake where the cyclone swept over it.

The crushed ice fragments were swept up by the whirlwind and turned into thick white mist in the void.

Lu Zhong chuckled softly, and suddenly the wind of his fist changed, attacking like a Nangong servant, and said: "Draw out the sword~!"

Nangong Pushe looked at Lu Zhong's fist and felt as if a big mountain was coming towards him.

The powerful sense of oppression made her instantly shaken.

Although it was just an ordinary punch, there was nothing fancy or even boxing style.

But Nangong Pushe had another feeling in his heart.

This punch is a punch that is impossible to defeat.

Anyone in front of this return to nature punch can only wait to be crushed.

Is this...his true strength? Nangong Pushe was horrified.

But what he doesn't know is that what he sees now is just the tip of the iceberg of Lu Zhong's true strength.

Not even one percent.

Seeing that Nangong Pushe was timid, Lu Zhong immediately affected the power of the God of War in Nangong Pushe's heart while punching.

In an instant, Nangong Pushe came back to her senses and felt the fighting spirit in her heart was overwhelming. She subconsciously waved the two knives in her hands and chopped off Lu Zhong's fist.

The blades of the double knives were extremely cold, causing the whistling wind.

However, just when the two swords were about to hit Lu Zhong's fist, the sword force stopped.

Nangong Pushe was horrified to find that the knife in her hand seemed to be blocked by an indescribable force.

It was obvious that she couldn't feel or see anything, and there was obviously nothing on Lu Zhong's fist, but Nangong Pu shot that knife and it was separated.

Ding!

There was a crisp sound, as if something had cracked.

…Please give me flowers…

Nangong Pushe stepped back repeatedly, and she suddenly stopped, but she couldn't stop her retreat.

Her feet cut into the ice, leaving a long mark on it.

Only at this moment did she realize how big the gap between her and Lu Zhong was.

"continue.

Lu Zhong said coldly.

He stood there like an insurmountable mountain.

Nangong Pushe's heart trembled, she understood that she was no match for Lu Zhong in any case.

However, she is not someone who gives up easily.

After taking a deep breath, Nangong Pushe resumed his dance and attacked again with his double swords.

Either sweeping, vertical slashing, picking, or stabbing.

The two knives seemed to be alive in her hands, but they could not touch Lu Zhong, not even the corners of his clothes.

"Too slow, too slow." Lu Zhong stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Nangong Pushe indifferently.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Nangong Pushe tried his best, but still couldn't touch Lu Zhong.

But she herself didn't realize that her cultivation level was improving crazily. .