Chapter 145: Rival! Fight!

After a while.

The young man withdrew his hand, and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Since it is a treasure-hunting rat, it is not surprising that it found me at such a distance."

Liang Hui whispered.

Thinking of the treasures I have now, I feel relieved.

However, in such a secret place, it would be much more convenient to have exotic beasts that can search for treasures.

He placed the white mouse on his shoulder and moved his mind.

The treasure-hunting mouse started calling in one direction.

Liang Hui did not hesitate. Under the guidance of the treasure-hunting rat, he soon dug up a precious medicine not far away.

Although it is not a precious medicine for improving qi and blood, it is still very precious.

In the next few days, he was guided by the treasure-hunting rat.

While traveling around, he collected many precious stones and medicines.

Above the Gobi Desert, sand and dust are flying all over the sky.

A slender figure was walking in it, with a white rat standing on its shoulder.

The white mouse's eyes were bloodshot, and its claws kept pointing forward.

Apparently something of great value had been found.

After walking for about dozens of miles, a stone gate about three meters wide appeared in front of Liang Hui.

The stone gate exudes a faint yellow mist, filled with a heavy feeling.

Liang Hui looked at the stone gate, and ripples appeared in the depths of his eyes. This was a strange stone with earth attributes.

The value of such a huge stone is simply unimaginable, and there may be even more precious treasures behind the door.

The "Tianzhu Body Refining Art" that he practiced required a large amount of earth-attribute resources.

Bang!

The sharp sword was unsheathed and slashed towards the stone gate.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared, and a pale blue sword blocked Liang Hui's sword.

After repelling the young man's sword, the sword flew back and was grasped by a pale hand.

He was a young man with a gentle expression, a scabbard on his back, holding a pale blue sword and looking at Liang Hui.

"If you swing your sword like this, it is very likely to trigger the restriction behind the stone door and destroy the treasures in the house."

"Does it automatically determine the ownership of the things behind the stone door?"

Liang Hui held the long sword horizontally with a cold expression.

He had seen the young man before outside the secret realm. He was standing at the very front of the canyon.

"I am Nie An, please leave."

Liang Hui wasn't talking nonsense.

The red-gold magic power gathered on the sword, with extreme temperature and extreme sharpness.

Suddenly, it swung forward, instantly covering everything in front of him.

boom! Boom!
Thunder exploded, and dazzling lightning flashed in the red-gold light.

A touch of blue dispelled the heat and occupied half of the sky.

rub! rub! rub!
Swords collided, flames clashed with thunder.

The two figures fought from the earth to the sky, and then fought from the sky to the earth.

The sparks produced by each collision will ignite the Gobi Desert and leave scorch marks on the earth.

At this moment, Liang Hui's eyes also showed solemnity.

The young man in front of him had outstanding attainments in thunder magic, even though he still had some gaps.

rub!
Another collision.

The red-gold sword broke with a sound.

Liang Hui was also retreating.

So much so that the pale blue lightning almost occupied the entire sky.

"Nice swordsmanship, nice flames, but your cultivation is too low. I will not kill you today. Go away."

It was like the whisper of thunder, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Kill me, you are not enough!"

With a long roar, his black hair flying, Liang Hui mobilized all his internal energy.

It was clearly daytime, but night had already fallen.

At the same time, the vast blue sea covered the ground beneath his feet, and a bright moon rose behind the young man.

The bright moonlight spreads across the sky and the earth, soothing the explosive thunder.

Nie An clapped his hands and looked at the scene in front of him with a smile on his face.

"A disciple of the Star-Moon Tower?"

"What a great painting, a bright moon rising over the sea, but it's not enough to defeat me." "One turn!"

Amid the indifferent words, the bright moon began to move.

The blue sea was surging, and countless silver lights were like millstones that were about to grind Nie An to death.

Thunder exploded, and the gathered silver light shattered.

"Come again!"

The young man raised his sword to the moon, his black hair flying, and his gentle face was already full of arrogance.

"Second turn!"

"Third turn!"

"Eight turns!"

The bright moon was rotating rapidly, and with every rotation the pressure was increasing exponentially.

At this moment, Nie An's body was slightly bent, with his hands holding the sword. His face was a little pale, with a little blood flowing down the corners of his mouth.

He was careless. He should have cut down the bright moon when it turned, instead of allowing the enemy to continue to gather momentum.

Although Liang Hui's expression was still indifferent at this moment, he couldn't help but admire in his heart.

You should know that the Saint of the Star-Moon Tower was on the verge of death after the seventh turn of the bright moon.

The young man in front of you named Nie An actually still has some strength left, but how should you deal with it next?

"Nine turns!"

Amid the sound of toads chirping, the bright moon suddenly doubled in size.

The endless moonlight descends from the bright moon to the earth, filling every space.

The dazzling silver light is like a river, obscuring everything, covering everything, and trying to erase everything.

Click!Click!
A crisp shattering sound came from Nie An's pale blue sword, and cracks appeared on the sword body.

A touch of pale blue is like a candle in the wind, about to go out.

The young man's face was bitter.

"I was careless, but luckily I can still make amends."

Snapped!
The sword broke into pieces and scattered on the ground.

A sound of thunder came from the young man's abdomen.

A Taoist sword with purple blade and hilt was suspended in front of the young man, resisting the impact of the silver light.

Liang Hui looked at the young man who was struggling, with a slight smile on his face. If that were the case.

Then the young man will die soon.

"I still have a sword, please taste it."

With a roar, endless silver light was shaking, and Nie An reached out and grasped the purple Taoist sword.

He waved his sword with all his might to drive back the surrounding silver light.

He leaped into the air, ignoring the silver light's erosion of his body, raised his sword to the sky, and roared with all his might:

"The mysterious blast of heaven and earth, the divine thunder, the magnificent might of heaven, guided by the sword."

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword Controlling Technique, cut it for me!"

Along with Nie An's shout, a huge talisman array appeared behind him.

Purple thunder continuously fell from the sky, gathering and compressing on the Sword of Tao.

The majestic momentum is like the power of heaven.

At this moment, the vast silver light was retreating and being dispersed.

Nie An looked down at the slender figure under his feet, holding the Taoist sword in both hands, and slashed downwards with all his strength.

Facing such a sword, Liang Hui stretched out his arms, and the bright moon behind him instantly came in front of him.

"The bright moon rises from the sea, ten turns!"

The blue sea rolls back, its water surges towards the bright moon
Infinite light bloomed above the bright moon, and was pushed by the surging blue sea to meet the sword that was going to kill all living things.

For a moment, the world was filled with only purple and silver, blending and intertwining with each other in silence.

However, every ray of light that was cast turned everything into ashes wherever it passed.

boom! Boom!
After a moment of stalemate, the purple color faded and was covered.

The bright moon rushed straight towards the sword-wielding figure.

Before they collided, the figure holding the sword had already turned into a flash of lightning and rushed into the distance.

Liang Hui looked in the direction the young man left.

Then, he raised his hand and looked at the charred sword mark on the palm of his hand.

Faintly, you can see traces of purple lightning flashing.

The internal force surged out and obliterated the lightning.

"His realm is still a little bit low after all, otherwise I would be able to keep him."

(End of this chapter)