The two fought thousands of moves again, and Yang Qingxuan was wounded by sword energy from time to time, leaving bloodstains on his body, making defense more and more difficult.
At this moment, the sky is full of stars, twinkling on the blue night, shedding with the moonlight.
In the bamboo forest, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, turning into a circle of light, reflecting the stars and the moon, appearing and disappearing.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There was another series of sword strikes, sparks burst out, and there were a few more sword marks on Yang Qingxuan's body.
Ding Yuan's sword intent became more and more free, like a dense silk net, covering it, and it was inevitable.
"Bang bang bang!"
Yang Qingxuan fired more than ten swords in a row, and at the same time stepped on the sword and stepped back, only to withstand the sword blow.
"Impossible! Everything in the world has its own Tao. Unless it is one with the 'Tao', it is impossible to have flaws. It's just that my sword intent is too low to find his flaws."
Yang Qingxuan was full of depression, and the more he fought, the more tired he had to admit that the opponent's sword intent crushed him, and he couldn't find a breakthrough at all.
After fighting for a few more hours, the stars in the sky began to recede, and the sky became deep and dim.
Ding Yuan completely took the initiative, and the gap further widened.
Qing Buli and Lu Jiangpeng also became nervous, knowing that the outcome would soon be decided.
The two looked up at the sky, the Milky Way was fading, and all the brilliance was dissipating. It was the darkest moment before dawn, and Yang Qingxuan might not last until dawn.
"One thousand and seventy-three tricks!"
"The 10,074th move!"
Ding Yuan suddenly cried out, and said: "If you fight against me, you can break through 10,000 moves. You are already proud enough. Within 30 moves, the winner will be determined!"
After fighting for a day and a night, with tens of thousands of sword moves, the two of them knew each other's sword intent like the back of their hands.
Yang Qingxuan was also at the end of his battle. The thirty moves mentioned by Ding Yuan was a very conservative number, because Yang Qingxuan's tenacity repeatedly exceeded his estimates, so he gave a very reliable range.
From Qing Buli and Lu Jiangpeng's point of view, let alone thirty moves, Yang Qingxuan's ten moves is the limit.
"Oh shit!"
Yang Qingxuan gritted his teeth and cursed, drew the long sword back, drew a circle on the front body, and protected the vitals of the whole body.
"boom!"
Ding Yuan slashed down, knocking his sword circle apart, Yang Qingxuan's tiger's mouth burst open, and he retreated several steps.
Ding Yuan shouted: "It's over!"
Another sword chases and cuts, endlessly, endlessly.
"A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of blissful wind!"
Ding Yuan has been immersed in this cross for more than thirty years, all his comprehensions are in one move, thousands of sword lights, like waves, come rushing.
Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sword magnified in his eyes, dismantling it into countless sword moves.
The strokes of the ten large characters flashed in the mind like lightning, and at the same time, the three characters of "Fighting Ghosts and Gods" appeared, and the strong and domineering sword intent seemed to pour from the sword mound.
The sword moves that Yang Qingxuan used the most were "Fengyunqi" and "Tianlei Jing" in the three styles of Fenglei, but without the third style, it was impossible to fully present the meaning of Fenglei.
At this moment, the stars are receding, the sky is about to break dawn, and the whole world is plunged into endless darkness.
Ding Yuan's sword is like a thunder that cuts through the long night, it wants to separate the sky and the earth, and turn the clouds to see the sun.
A little bit of enlightenment flashed across his mind in an instant, and he grabbed it with five fingers in the air, and the Fighting Ghost God broke through the air from the sword mound in an instant and landed in his hand.
A sharp sword intent spread from it.
With the divine sword in his hand, Yang Qingxuan danced a sword flower, "the first style is rising", "the second style is thunderous", and "the third style...", he stood holding the sword.
In a blink of an eye, the whole person disappeared into the boundless darkness, and even the sword did not have the slightest luster, as if he had always been one with this night.
Ding Yuan was startled suddenly, his eyes closed sharply, and he shot a shocked look.
At this moment, the person in front of him seems to no longer exist. The enemy he faces is not an individual, but the entire night before dawn!
Qing Buli and Lu Jiangpeng were shocked at the same time, they sensed Yang Qingxuan's sword intent, and almost merged with the ink color of the world.
Qing Buli lost his voice in astonishment: "Take advantage of the situation!"
Yang Qingxuan's eyes suddenly opened, like two stars in the darkness, and said coldly: "Take my last sword and decide the outcome, the third move—"
"The long river gradually falls, the dawn stars sink!"
Fighting ghosts and gods drew an arc in the air, and the awe-inspiring aura of the sky spread out like the wind. The endless night gathered at this moment and appeared behind Yang Qingxuan, as if the whole world was just a reflection of him.
"Boom!"
The two swords intersected, and a piece of sword energy dispersed.
Ding Yuan's sword was like the dawn light, finally suppressed by the darkness, while Yang Qingxuan's sword condensed the ink color of the endless sky, completely crushing that ray of hope!
"Boom!"
The two sword intents exploded, and the mighty aura swept across the universe, but the moment they exchanged brilliance, the two spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and each flew out.
A large piece of bamboo was destroyed, and countless bamboo leaves were drawn into the sky and fell colorfully.
Qing Buli and Lu Jiangpeng stared blankly at the scene in front of them. At the place where the sword energy met just now, there was still a clear trace of separation. Dawn had already broken on Ding Yuan's side, and the morning light was out of the clouds, while Yang Qingxuan's side was still dark.
The sword intents of the two were so violent that they actually cut the sky apart!
"Gulu."
Lu Jiangpeng swallowed hard and said, "Who, who won?"
He didn't see clearly the outcome of the last sword strike.
Qing Buli also opened his mouth wide, and said after a while: "It doesn't matter who wins or loses."
Lu Jiangpeng was stunned for a moment, and then understood what he meant. Being able to fight Ding Yuan to this extent is enough to show Yang Qingxuan's talent, and the outcome is really not important anymore.
The darkness gradually dissipated, and the first ray of sunlight came over and fell in the forest, adding warmth.
Qing Buli looked up at the sky, and said: "There is no one in the entire Northern Five Kingdoms who can stop his rise."
Ding Yuan stood up from the bamboo grove, without a trace of blood on his face, his tiger's mouth burst open, blood flowed to the fist bone on the right hand holding the sword, and then dripped to the ground.
Yang Qingxuan didn't feel well either. His long robe had long since turned into a blood robe. He sat on the ground and braced himself before standing up.
The two were tens of feet apart, staring at each other.
Ding Yuan said suddenly: "You won."
Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said: "No, you won. Even if the sword turned the situation back in the end, I still couldn't beat you. I lost."
Ding Yuan sighed: "Under the battle, in the midst of a crisis, to realize such a terrifying move, with the help of the power of heaven and earth, this talent is unmatched. At this moment, your sword intent is no longer inferior to mine, fight again If I don't, I have no chance of winning. Therefore, in this competition, I will lose in the end."
Yang Qingxuan said solemnly: "Dean Ding's sword intent is so powerful, I feel ashamed."
Ding Yuan sighed: "You don't need to be humble, the entire Northern Five Kingdoms, even the Xuanye Continent, will be yours. Sigh, I'm getting old after all."
(end of this chapter)