He was once a farm swordsman, but later quit the farm. According to legend, people who returned from purgatory were as if they were seeing ghosts and gods. People in the world called him the Black Swordsman. This man was captured by the Seven Kingdoms many times and imprisoned on death row, but he always managed to escape, so he was also called Shengqi by the people in the world. He is cold-blooded and cruel, and his life goal is to defeat all strong men. Countless swordsmen have been defeated by him.
There are rumors in the world that when Sheng Qi was captured, all the seven countries had left their own writings on his body. He was finally captured by Qin State's number one swordsman Gai Nie. After the government city was broken, Li Sigan's imperial minister Jiang Chen came to the empire. As his reputation grew, he was released and used as a bargaining chip to help him find his younger brother to join the trap!
However, as a naturally aggressive person, at this moment, Shengqi felt the boredom of fighting for the first time. Although his attack was fast and fierce, his opponent was like a ball of cotton wool, a floating leaf, or even a piece of Nothingness made his attacks have no effect at all.
"Damn it, if you want to defeat him, you must find the key to cracking his body and sword skills. Otherwise, such a weak attack will not be able to achieve any effective results." The fiercer the battle, the more violent it became, and Sheng Qi gradually became angry. Standing up, in his hands, the domineering power of Juque was fully displayed. The powerful sword energy was pointed in the direction, and every blow could break mountains and crack rocks. Even if it was just a trace of strength, it could kill him in an instant.
However, even under such a violent attack, Yan Lu was still so calm, as if nothing in this world could move him, even the life and death between the swords. If he had not forgotten life and death, How could he walk freely between life and death
"Hmm..." Jiang Chen groaned softly. Even considering his ability, he couldn't help but admire Yan Lu. This person has already achieved great results in terms of swordsmanship, character and cultivation. He has reached an extremely superior state, but unfortunately, just because he has achieved this superior level, he has also failed at this superior level.
Sure enough, just as Jiang Chen expected, although Yan Lu led Sheng Qi to carve the word "benevolence" on the ground while dodging and moving, he was forced to face dangers and had no way to retreat. He calmly sheathed his sword at that moment , gave up the defense, and turned towards the Shengqi Furious Sword. The sharp edge was about to kill someone, but he was shocked to hear:
"stop!"
This time, it was Jiang Chen who spoke. It had to be said that Yan Lu's martial arts had already been recognized by him. It was not an easy task for him to gather twenty top masters, so he could not let go of any of them easily. However, for this reason, he even did not hesitate to pass on his skills to Tianming in order to create a true master.
The moment Sheng Qi heard the words, he felt a huge coercion coming from all directions. Before he could react, it suppressed him tightly. The thrust of the sword was forcibly stuck in Yan Lu's throat. It was less than three inches away, and no matter how he activated his divine power, it had no effect at all.
"Imperial Minister Jiang Chen?" Sheng Qi knew without thinking that the only person present who could forcibly restrain him was Jiang Chen, who had reached the legendary supreme holy realm.
At the beginning of the transformation from a mortal to a heavenly being, no one knows what kind of mysterious and powerful power the legendary supreme holy realm possesses. In fact, even Jiang Chen himself, who has broken through to this realm, is difficult to determine, because , this is a legendary realm!
Jiang Chen said calmly: "There is no need to continue fighting." With one sentence, the battle ended completely. Then, he asked Sheng Qi: "How do you think I should determine the outcome of this battle?"
"No matter how you judge, in short, I did not win." Looking at the word "benevolence" at his feet, Shengqi withdrew his magic weapon Juque with some anger, then turned around and retreated.
"I think it's impossible for me to win even if my life is threatened." Yan Lu said calmly, and then stepped aside respectfully.
"Since both Sheng Qi and Mr. Yan Lu believe that they have not won, this game can be regarded as a draw." Fusu said with a smile: "Three games and two draws, then, the next one will be a draw." , it’s a matter of victory or defeat.”
"It seems that it is indeed the case." Master Xiaomeng stood up slowly, with light and easy steps, and with clouds and air under his feet, he came to the scene between dreams and reality: "This time, the Little Sage Manor and his party will meet Jiang Shangqing is lucky enough to understand the power of the Holy Realm, but I wonder if Confucianism has any brilliant advice."
"Senior Xiaomeng, please come down here to ask for advice." The person who responded was the owner of Little Saint Xian Manor. Fu Nian, due to emotions and reasons, this is a normal thing and has been expected by everyone. Therefore, no one present was surprised by this.
"The first two competitions were too crude and inconsistent with our identities, so in this third competition, we will test our internal strength. What do you think?" As she spoke, she walked straight out of the Taoyuan and came to the edge of the pond outside. Everyone followed closely behind and saw her standing by the pool, raising her hands lightly, and the Qiuli sword was unsheathed again.
At that time, Xue Zhu, the master swordsman of Wu and Yue, visited the sword for the King of Yue to match the sword Chunjun owned by Ou Yezi. He prayed for twenty years to finally get a sword. On the day he got the sword, Xue Zhu also died in battle. Therefore, it is said that this sword has Xue Zhu’s soul rests on it. This sword actually embodies the Taoist principles and embodies the vitality of heaven and earth. According to legend, Zhuang Zhou was greatly inspired by this sword when he wrote "Xiaoyaoyou". It has always been guarded by the Taoist Tianzong.
Seeing Master Xiaomeng's famous weapon come out again, Fu Nian knew that he had no room to comment on the matter, so he had no choice but to respond, unsheathed his sword, and Tai'a showed his sharp edge.
According to legend, Tai'anai was jointly built by two great swordsmen, Ou Yezi and Ganjiang. It is a powerful sword for the princes. When it was produced, the three elements of heaven, time, place, and people were unified. The sword was not yet completed, but the sword energy was already in the heaven and earth. Therefore, Feng Huzi, the best swordsman in the world at that time, ranked this sword as the third in his "Sword Manual".
Seeing this, Xiaomeng didn't care at all, and said calmly: "Tai'a is called the sword of power. Only the inner power of the person holding the sword can inspire the power of Tai'a's sword energy. , are you such a person?"
Fu Nian didn't respond much, only said in a deep voice: "Senior, please."
Xiaomeng smiled indifferently, and then slowly raised the edge of the sword. Under the pressure, a surging vitality melted from the mysterious ice that had not been understood for thousands of years, and a little vitality was born, making people feel like a spring breeze, withered leaves falling, contaminated The vitality also changed from yellow to green in an instant, which was really magical.
In the direction of the horizontal sword, Master Xiaomeng gently turned the Qiuli sword's edge, pointing directly at the water surface. Under the shining light, an invisible force suddenly caused ripples on the water surface, and the water flow was turbulent. In the blink of an eye, A huge "Tao" character is formed, spanning the water.
"Not bad!" Xinghun proudly praised.
Almost at the same time, Shengqi could not help but secretly marvel: "It is not difficult to disturb the water surface through the air with internal force, but this Xiaomeng can actually control every stream of water, turn the invisible into tangible, and condense it into words. It is really extraordinary. !”
"Wanchuan Qiushui of the Taoist Tianzong is already a master at controlling the airflow within three feet. Xiaomeng is several feet away and can control the soft flow of water at will. Judging from her young age, her internal strength is really impressive." Zhao Meng Gao Yi couldn't help but admire in his heart: "The Taoist Tianzong is really extraordinary."
"Let me guess, at this moment, are everyone praising Master Xiaomeng's extraordinary internal strength cultivation? Ha!" Jiang Chen couldn't help but chuckled: "It seems that the response is extraordinary. It’s indeed a good word! Next, it’s time to look at Mr. Fu Nian’s performance, which will surely make us feel extraordinary!”
As everyone looked, they saw Fu Nian slowly raising Tai'a in his hand, and the mighty sword began to shine slowly as he was driven by his internal power.
Different from the warm spring breeze brought by Master Xiaomeng's Qiuli Sword, Tai'a's heavy power, when used, immediately makes people feel a solemn and heavy pressure.
Slowly turning the direction of the sword's edge, Fu Nian used his energy to raise his energy, and his cultivation gradually reached its peak state. His internal energy poured out along the Tai'a sword's edge, and fell on the water. Suddenly, a wave of ripples was set off, layer by layer, spreading outward. Immediately afterwards, under everyone's surprised gazes, they saw the turbulent flow of water converging in that place. Just like the previous Master Xiaomeng, the invisible water condensed into a tangible zigzag on the surface of the water:
"present!"