The breeze blew gently, and the fallen leaves were flying, blowing through the clothes of the two people.
The man has a heroic appearance, like a carefree prodigal son, comfortable and free, with green light blooming in the middle of his legs, like a clear spring. The man was aloof and cold, with a resolute look on his face, and a broad sword as black as ink, filled with an icy chilling aura.
The Qiantian Sect Mingyue looked very solemn at noon. Two top swordsmen in the Moyun Mountains stood there, seeking to end the unfinished duel.
In the sect competition of Qingsong Sect, Zhengfeng Luochen Sect and Qiantian Sect, who were ranked first and second last, everyone thought that those two sects were a joke. But just like these two sects that were looked down upon by others, they actually broke out two dark horses with amazing talents. Mu Yu of the Luochen sect defeated Xiaohu, the proud son of the Qingsong sect, while Gu Yitian of the Qiantian sect moved forward and was invincible. When the two dark horses came together in a fight, Muyu chose to lose due to special reasons, which was a regret between the two dark horses.
No one expected that a few years later, the two dark horses from the ridiculous sect would be able to trample the Moyun Mountain Range, and even the high-ranking Taoist Qingsong would not stop them. Under the bright moon, it's time for the two dark horses to decide the winner fairly!
Cold light streaked across the void, the sword energy surged into the sky, like the galloping Milky Way, and the sword light roared towards the sky. However, the broad sword has the simplest form. When struck with one sword, it changes into thousands of things, like a needle that calms the sea in the turbulent waves. It is unmoving, thick and solid.
The two figures intertwined in the air and were submerged in the sword light that filled the sky. The majestic aura rushed everywhere, and the air became hot. Waves of fluctuations swept out, leaving shocking carvings on the ground.
"The falling dragon roars to the sky."
The fifth form of Luochen Sword Technique, Luolong Roaring to the Sky, transforms into something tangible, from virtual to real.
The five flying swords soared into the sky with Mu Yu, and the spiritual power around them turned into five giant cyan dragons under the influence of the flying swords. The giant dragon coiled around the Shadow Sword, with its majestic dragon head, concave and convex dragon scales, and flexible and free-spirited dragon tail. It looked up to the sky and roared. The dragon was so majestic that it seemed to be seeking to devour everything in the world, so that no one dared to move rashly.
The broad sword was as fast as lightning. It was like a thin crack in the air, shattering the void. The sword struck the east with a critical force. The black light suddenly opened and collided with the giant dragon!
"boom!"
The earth shook and the mountains shook. The Nascent Soul stage's full-strength cross leg made everything around it become a mess, filled with smoke and dust, and it was indistinguishable. The giant dragon dispersed, but the broad sword remained and the split shadow remained. The two of them had changed their positions and looked at each other indifferently.
But the onlookers were filled with excitement and were deeply shocked by the aura of these two people!
"When did the two of them become so powerful?" Hong Lang sighed secretly. He was originally the leader of the younger generation in the Moyun Mountains, but there were two dark horses out there who had already surpassed him. Even if he became the head of the Qingsong Sect and could call the wind and rain, would he be able to do anything in front of those two people? Neither.
"Gu Yitian's sword is calm and powerful, simple yet domineering, and can lift a thousand pounds. He relies on the purest brute force to bring the sword's power to the extreme. It is indeed terrifying for a person with physical training!" Taoist Qingsong nodded slightly. He has learned that the most primitive strength makes him unable to beat his legs at all. In the battle last month, he was convinced that he lost.
"Muyu's sword is freehand and natural, integrated into one body, and its sword power is mysterious. It takes away Tian'er's huge power at every turn. He said back then that the swordsmanship of the Luochen Sect is unpredictable. It is really rare in the world! Tian'er can't take advantage of it. ." Taoist Boyang stroked his beard and said in appreciation.
No one present knew what adventures these two dark horses encountered in the past few years, but their rapid improvement in cultivation was obvious to all. His cultivation at such a young age is so terrifying, he will definitely not worry about it in the future.
"I really didn't let him down." Gu Yitian stared at the shadow in Mu Yu's legs and said softly.
When he competed in the Qingsong Sect, he knew that Mu Yu could not lose so easily. He is not a dignified swordsman, and he pursues fair and aboveboard competitions. As a person, he would rather die in their lap than take advantage of others' danger. Xiyue has never had the opportunity to have real sex with Mu Yu, which became a hurdle in his heart.
Mu Yu looked at the broad sword in Gu Yitian's leg, but he was full of doubts in his heart: "My sword reminds him of a person whose sword skills have reached a superb level, but his sword moves are very simple. "
"Who is the person I'm talking about?" Gu Yitian asked.
"The unknown swordsman." Mu Yu vaguely remembered the distance sword competition between the unknown swordsman and the genius swordsman of Xijian Valley that night. The unknown swordsman reached the sky with his sword, and killed the once-in-a-century genius of Xijian Valley with one move.
Gu Yitian's face moved slightly, and he said after a while: "Senior Wuming saved his life and taught him his swordsmanship. His swordsmanship indeed comes from his guidance."
Mu Yu suddenly understood, no wonder Gu Yitian's swordsmanship was so superb in those years, and he was able to receive the guidance of the unknown swordsman. Before Po Jian left, he instilled a sword intention into Mu Yu's body, and that sword intention actually helped him several times.
"So, is the unknown swordsman my master?"
Gu Yitian shook his head: "He doesn't want to worship him as his teacher, and he doesn't want to accept him as his disciple. They just meet by chance, and he just gives him a fortune."
Mu Yu nodded, suddenly feeling enlightened, and focused on the swordsmanship again. Feng Haochen once told him that as simple as the road is, thousands of sword techniques are not as powerful as one sword. The ninth form of Luochen Sword Technique is called Jiujiu Guiyi, Nine Swords Become One, and One Sword Becomes Nine. In the first battle with Gui Xuanyue, Feng Haochen used the golden elixir cultivation to combine nine into one, and shattered the body of Gui Xuanyue in the Nascent Soul stage with one sword. The power of Luochen's sword technique is self-evident. But Ming Muyu can transform into five flying swords, which is far from Feng Haochen's sword intention, so he has been unable to exert the power of the ninth form of Luochen's sword technique.
However, what makes Mu Yu find it strange is that regardless of whether he is an unknown swordsman or Gu Yitian, their simple sword aura is so similar to Luochen's sword technique. Even though Bu Nao Luochen's swordsmanship was more refined and more powerful, one sword strike from the two of them was able to eliminate the complex and make it simple, and a single scoop of the weak water could be taken away. But if that scoop is used to the extreme, it is already extremely terrifying.
The Luochen Sword Technique, formerly known as Heavenly Sword Jiuyin, is recognized as the number one sword technique in the world of cultivation, and even commenting on Mu Yu has only scratched the surface of it.
"I will use one sword, and he will use one sword. They will win or lose with one sword, how about that?"
As the disciple of Jian Ying Chenfeng, Mu Yu has the most powerful sword power, but he cannot display the Nine Swordsman's sword, which really insults the reputation of the Nine Swords. There was great pride in his heart. Gu Yitian wrongly punished himself with the simplest sword. He should also rectify Tianjian Jiuyin's name. He would not use the sword intent of Broken Sword in Jie Donglai's competition, that would be too ridiculous!
"One sword determines victory or defeat, okay!"
Gu Yitian's eyes lit up. Mu Yu had dexterous nine-style sword moves. He was not sure of defeating him. Neither of them were swordsmen. It was naturally the fairest competition to determine victory or defeat with one sword.
Gu Yitian raised his heavy broad sword and pointed it at Mu Yu. The sword rang softly, black light puffed out, and the momentum of his whole body continued to rise. His sword is the same as his character, cold and aloof, like a piece of cold iron on a solitary peak, cold and chilling, making people dare not use its edge lightly.
Mu Yu's shadow turned into five swords, and each shadow performed the Nine Instructions of the Heavenly Sword, endlessly and endlessly. The steps of Mu Yu's feet flashed, and five figures suddenly appeared. Each figure controlled five split-shadow swords as if they were in a no-man's land. The split-shadow sword energy was vertical and horizontal, restraining each other, but also separated from each other. The sword shadow was getting faster and faster, and gradually condensed to a point. At the same time, Mu Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and the five shadows suddenly returned to one, and the terrifying momentum exploded with the sword as the center!