Draw the sword—
Yashan, the Sword-drawing Sect!
The moment Bai Yin said this, these words popped up in the minds of almost everyone who knew a little about Yashan, and they couldn't help but take a deep breath!
As a giant sect in the left three thousand, Yashan has long been famous in the Nineteen Continents.
However, anyone who knows a little about Yashan, when mentioning Yashan, would have to mention an important faction among Yashan’s disciples, that is the legendary "Sword Drawing Faction"!
If they disagree on something, they will draw their swords!
There is no problem that a battle can't solve.
They are always the most militant group in Yashan, and also the most powerful group in Yashan. They seem to not know what retreat is, and never fear. They stick to the creed in their hearts, but also firmly believe in the sword in their hands.
Among the successive leaders and elders of Yashan, few were not from the Sword-drawing Sect.
Even the Central Region Law Enforcement Elder Fudao Shanren, who is now criticized by Zuo Sanqian, was also from the Sword-drawing Sect. With a "nothing" sword, he fought all over Yashan and abused Kunwu, and had almost no rivals!
Zhi Linsou, who was well versed in astronomy and geography, once joked with others: Seven or eight out of ten disciples of Yashan were from the "Sword-drawing School", and the remaining "two or three" were the ones who just hadn't drawn their swords with you yet.
No one knows whether Bai Yin originally calculated the "seven or eight" or the "two or three".
But when he said the word "draw the sword" so lightly, almost everyone believed it: Only Yashan could draw the sword like this!
Another sword-drawing sect!
The "Sword-Drawing Sect" is alive and well, right before our eyes!
At this moment, everyone was looking forward to it: looking forward to seeing the legendary "Sword School", looking forward to seeing Bai Yin's strength, looking forward to a...
Wonderful battle!
Everyone's eyes are bright and shining.
Jianchou in the fire room was a little dazed. The word "draw the sword" seemed to have a strange magic that brought her back to the time when she first joined the sect and faced the difficulties and provocations from the Jianzhu Sect...
On the sword-drawing platform, he drew his sword boldly.
At that time, she had just broken through the foundation-building stage and was ignorant of everything; at that time, she did not have any swords, and of course she does not have one now; at that time, she did not really understand what the word "drawing a sword" meant...
Now.
Jianchou looked at Bai Yin on the platform across the river, and the smile on his lips finally couldn't be suppressed and spread out, exuding a long-lost sense of intimacy.
Now, let's see if this fifth junior brother can be considered a qualified "Sword-drawing School".
"Leng Guang, the Death Dart, has always been a top figure among the Star Sea desperadoes. Now he is working for the Night Cruise. It's really a bit surprising..."
Tan Tai Xiu, who was standing by, also felt relieved after seeing Yashan intervene, and also asked Jianchou.
"Fairy, do you think Bai Yin can win?"
Bai Yin is not Qu Zhengfeng after all.
He had been traveling outside for many years and seldom participated in the affairs of Yashan. So although his cultivation was not low, he was not as famous in the Nineteen Continents as Qu Zhengfeng.
Everyone in the field could only see his cultivation level but could not judge his combat power.
But can we win
Jianchou naturally remembered what he had seen in the dungeon of the night ship that day: he had profound cultivation, was proficient in swordsmanship, and his reaction speed was absolutely first-rate. He should have no problem fighting against Leng Guang on the stage.
She smiled slightly, but said, "I am not very knowledgeable about fighting. Master Tantai has asked the wrong person."
"Haha, really?" Tan Tai Xiu was not annoyed. He laughed and sighed, "I think he should be able to beat at least two people by himself."
Is it rated so highly
Jianchou raised his eyebrows, but did not express any further opinions. He just said, "Then I have to take a good look to see whether Master Tantai's guess is right or not."
Everyone, wait and see.
The center of the wide platform across the river has been vacated.
Taoist Zhen from the Silver Tower, Liang Tingyu, the chief priest of the Night Boat, and the evil monk Shanxing had all retreated to the edge of the platform across the river and watched. Also moved to the edge was the black iron cage that trapped Zuo Liu.
Bai Yin holds a sword, looking handsome and vigorous, standing opposite to the skinny Leng Guang, which is a sharp contrast.
His cultivation level was not high, and he was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. But he had been traveling alone for many years, and had experienced countless dangers. In addition, he had learned the painful lessons from being completely defeated in the Zaoya Mountain Beast Trapped Field a few years ago. Therefore, Bai Yin's combat power was definitely higher than that of ordinary cultivators of the same level.
At this moment, he took a quick glance and easily discovered Leng Guang's cultivation level.
This "Death Dart" who is notorious in the starry sea is exactly the same as him in terms of the realm of cultivation, also in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
If we look at this alone, it might be a evenly matched battle.
only…
Bai Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, and quietly clenched the five fingers holding the sword. At this moment of full strength, he drew the sword instantly!
“Zheng—”
The Danqing sword is unsheathed!
“Hula!”
At this moment, hundreds of traces of water and ink came out from the sword, like silk blown by a strong wind, submerging half of the platform across the river.
Needless to say, this is another famous sword, definitely not an ordinary one!
Countless people in the building were shocked and extremely envious when they saw this; but Leng Guang, who was standing opposite Bai Yin at this moment, did not have the time to think so much.
Leng Guang, nicknamed "Death Dart", is a very famous killer in Xinghai.
Many people like him, but many people are also afraid of him. Because although he is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he is often able to assassinate people with higher cultivation than himself. His greatest achievement is the assassination of an old monster in the Out-of-Body Stage.
Lurking, as vicious as a snake, waiting for the right moment to strike, and kill with one strike...
These are all his strengths.
Therefore, Leng Guang often likes to call himself an "assassin", an excellent assassin.
Today's occasion is so open and aboveboard, with no obstructions anywhere. It is undoubtedly not a good opportunity for him to perform.
But Leng Guang didn't think he would lose.
Before achieving his goal, his caution is enough to drive every opponent crazy, even if he is from Yashan Sect.
It’s a pity that this kind of confidence today could not last even for a moment!
Leng Guang's face was as thin as a skeleton, as if only a layer of skin was left on the bones. Therefore, the pair of eyes embedded in the eye sockets seemed particularly large, so large that it was scary.
Normally, there is always a heart-wrenching silence in these eyes.
But at this moment, there was a flash of horror that was difficult to conceal!
This sword is drawn!
No one in the field could understand how he felt.
Before he drew his sword, standing before him was nothing more than an imposing and powerful opponent; but after the opponent drew his sword, everything disappeared.
Bai Yin in front of him was clearly still standing there, but his spiritual sense was unable to lock onto the other party's position.
Everything is nothing!
It seemed that, at the moment the sword was unsheathed, he had transformed into thousands of black auras!
one…
Unlockable enemies
not good!
The moment this thought came to his mind, a strong sense of crisis instantly hit him. The vigilance and experience that he had developed over many years as an assassin made him choose to retreat without hesitation at this moment!
The next moment, those thousands of black energy transformed into swimming dragons, and rushed towards the place where he originally landed like a hot knife through butter!
"boom!"
The ink vapor landed on the ground like a tide, so majestic.
But in the blink of an eye, it dissipated like clouds and mist.
When the sky cleared up, Leng Guang looked up and saw that Bai Yin had reappeared in his spiritual perception, holding the long sword with a pure white blade covered with dark patterns, and gave him a smile that could not be called a smile.
"The sword's name is Danqing!"
I use the sword as a pen, paint on paper, and paint my red heart!
Bai Yin is undoubtedly a very "literary" person.
The sword is chosen because of the Qi, and the Qi is born from the sword. They complement each other. After practicing to this point, he has a natural artistic conception of brushwork and landscape.
His sword is unique; his writing is also unique.
During the long years of cultivation, few people in the Nineteen Continents had heard of his name. But Jianchou believed that after the battle in the Silver Tower today, his name would surely be spread among thousands of people!
Just for such a stunning person and such a stunning sword!
Compared to the cautiousness in the dungeon of the night ship that day, Bai Yin on the platform across the river now seemed more relaxed and at ease, without the embarrassment he had when facing the mysterious and powerful enemy and unexpected situations.
When the sword tip is raised, the ink line stretches; when the sword blade is drawn, the ink vapor is dense; when the long sword is hung upside down, the Milky Way in the sky seems to fall into the mortal world, forming a landscape of light ink on the scroll...
Leng Guang's attack was strange and bizarre.
He was famous for his "darts", especially the seemingly endless "gold coin darts" in his hands. They were roughly the same shape as ordinary copper coins, with a total of thirty-six pieces, but the color was deep red. When such a gold coin dart was held in Leng Guang's hand, it was like a living blood line.
The money darts shuttled and roamed around the field, giving people a bone-chilling feeling like a poisonous snake.
If it was an ordinary person facing him, he would have been terrified and exhausted. But at this moment, his opponent was not someone else, but Bai Yin!
What a relaxed feeling that is!
A dart flew out, carrying a little light, and approached silently, but before it could get close to Bai Yin, it was knocked down by a dragon-like black energy, and even counterattacked towards the cold light along the trajectory of the money dart!
The so-called "sneak attack" that was waiting for an opportunity did not have any effect on Bai Yin!
On the contrary, the strange aura-hiding property of Bai Yin's Danqing Sword repeatedly made Leng Guang unable to capture the opponent's movements, and he was almost hit by the opponent's sword tip several times.
The fight between you and me has already become a top-level contest between swordsman and assassin!
"bite!"
"bite!"
“Boom!”
…
The sound of fighting never ceased.
Countless monks in the Silver Building were already watching with admiration.
They knew that Leng Guang was a master, but no one expected that Bai Yin, a disciple of Yashan, could be as strong as Leng Guang, and even had a feeling that he was about to surpass him.
It’s worthy of being called Yashan!
If someone dared to directly offer a million and end the first half of the bidding, then he couldn't be without the ability to solve the second half. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of money for Shen Wenxing, who was the second-best bidder
“So strong!”
Even Tan Tai Xiu, who had judged Bai Yin's strength from the very beginning, couldn't help but sigh at this moment.
Obviously, Bai Yin's strength was beyond his initial judgment.
Jianchou didn't feel surprised at all: "Didn't Master Tantai say that he thought he could win?"
"That's true, but I was a little surprised that they fought so easily." Tan Tai Xiu shook his head, his eyes fixed on the battle situation, and added, "After all, Leng Guang is not someone who is easy to mess with. There are also many people who are at the most critical moment - what!"
Before he could finish his words, Tan Tai Xiu's eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed!
Almost at the same time, there was the same cry of surprise in the Silver Building. Even through the bamboo curtains, one could see many people standing up at that moment, as if they had seen something extremely thrilling.
Jianchou was startled and looked towards the platform across the river.
In the time it took to say these two sentences, the situation on the field had changed!
Bai Yin had always had the upper hand before, but when he saw Leng Guang's offensive was gradually weakening, he pressed forward steadily, intensifying his offensive step by step in an attempt to defeat Leng Guang.
But unexpectedly, as if because of the hasty attack, he left an extremely tiny flaw in his left rib!
To others, this flaw means nothing.
But for Leng Guang, who believes in "killing if moving without moving", if he cannot find such a flaw and seize such an opportunity, he will never be a qualified assassin!
It can be said that this flaw may be his only chance to turn the tables in this game!
But Leng Guang also knew very well: if he took advantage of the opponent's weakness, he would use his ultimate move to launch a surprise attack on the opponent. At the same time, because he was close to the opponent, he would be completely exposed to the opponent's sword, revealing a huge flaw...
Will he let go of this opportunity
If he was lying dormant in the dark like usual, waiting for prey to approach and take the bait, Leng Guang would be more cautious and would not do anything risky.
But at this moment, it is a battle that changes rapidly!
Facing such a powerful opponent as Bai Yin, he had no idea whether such a tiny flaw would appear again in subsequent battles.
Maybe, maybe not!
Based on Leng Guang's judgment of Bai Yin's strength, he didn't think it was very likely that the other party would frequently reveal flaws!
When it’s time to gamble, you have to take a gamble after all!
Leng Guang had no choice!
His hands were more slender and softer than a woman's, and his ten slender fingers seemed to be immersed in the moonlight, as clear and smooth as jade.
The continuous pinching of fingers is like butterflies flying through flowers, giving people an indescribable sense of beauty.
But what were roaming between his fingers were actually ten gold coin darts that were faintly glowing with golden red light!
This has clearly been pushed to the extreme!
An "assassin"'s ultimate move will never give anyone time to react.
Almost at the same time when Bai Yin noticed this dazzling golden-red light, a fatal attack had already come towards him. Ten gold darts were flying towards his vital points!
This is by no means just a change in quantity!
Bai Yin could easily feel the destructive power attached to every bit of golden red light. He had no doubt that once he was touched by these auras, the spiritual energy flowing in his meridians would be immediately blocked and would not recover for a while.
When masters fight, all they do is change in an instant.
The assassin of Leng Guang also sought this subtle moment of advantage. As long as he could interrupt Bai Yin, even for a moment, everything would be declared over.
Ends with his victory!
Leng Guang knew that everyone in the field also saw the danger at this moment, so how could Bai Yin not know it
But the strange thing is that at this moment, facing this dangerous, almost life-threatening attack, he not only did not show any sign of panic, but there was not even a trace of crisis in his expression.
Absolutely not!
At this moment, an almost impossible thought suddenly flashed through Leng Guang's mind: He was tricked! This exposed flaw was deliberately sold to him by the other party!
The purpose is to activate one's own special move and expose oneself to the opponent's sword!
But…
This is a dangerous and even desperate approach, and you may lose your life if you are not careful!
This cultivator from Yashan is also a disciple of Fudaoshanren. It can be said that his status is much higher than most people in the Silver Tower at the moment.
It would be fine if he just wanted to fight to save Zuo Liu, but why would he take such a risk and risk his life for this
Leng Guang really couldn't believe it.
At this moment, the arrow has already left the bowstring, and he has no ability to make it return, so he might as well give it a try. Even if Bai Yin on the opposite side wants to plot against him, he will take advantage of the opponent's flaw and kill him with one strike!
“Hula!”
The fast speed brought with it a whistling wind, which in the blink of an eye was filled with Leng Guang's robe, which seemed too big because of his thin body. The whole person was bloated like a sack.
But at this moment, no one could see his speed, let alone the speed of those darts!
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The sharp sound almost pierced the eardrum.
But the next moment, accompanied by a sigh-like "You lose", all sounds between heaven and earth ceased.
It was like a long sword made of white mountains and black waters, soaring into the sky.
The sharpest point on the sword tip condensed into a dark black ink dot, like a vortex that was concentrated to the extreme, spinning madly and spreading ink downwards.
“Buzz!”
Almost at the same time, a two-and-a-half-foot-square fighting plate lit up under Bai Yin's feet, shining brightly!
At this moment, countless people were so shocked that they were speechless!
In the Nineteen Continents, the Dou Plate reflects a person's talent and strength. Bai Yin is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but he already has a Dou Plate of 25 feet. He can be said to be the best among the best, and is definitely far superior to ordinary cultivators of the same realm.
Are the disciples of Yashan so terrifying
Countless people were trembling in their hearts, but the more shocking things had just happened.
When the Dou Pan appeared, the Kun line on it was woven together like longitude and latitude, and the Daozi were scattered in every corner like stars.
Driven by Bai Yin's spiritual power, the Dou disk spun faster and faster, faintly matching the spinning ink dots above his head. One by one, Daozi lit up, and under the connection of Kun line, it actually formed a picture scroll!
One, golden seal of Tao!
“Zheng!”
The moment the golden Dao seal appeared, the Danqing sword that was originally pointing to the sky suddenly turned back, like a falling magic pen, and happened to touch the Dao seal.
As a result, the entire fighting plate suddenly came to life.
Countless snow-white spiritual lights were stimulated to emanate from the Dao Seal. Compared with the surging ink energy, they were a bit more ethereal and naturally rose upwards.
Snow-white aura and pitch-black ink.
Just like the pure air and turbid air at the beginning of the world, they had their own flow paths. In an instant, they gathered together in mid-air.
Thus, an almost bizarre scene appeared in front of everyone!
The ink condenses and a flash of spiritual light appears.
Without even a stroke of the pen, in the blink of an eye it had become a floating scroll suspended in mid-air.
Amid the beautiful mountains and waters, there are crisscrossing farmlands in the distance and a few old trees nearby.
Under the tree, a boy sat diagonally on the back of an old cow, holding a shepherd's flute instead of a whip. With his spiritual light and ink energy intertwined, he actually stretched out his hand and put the shepherd's flute to his lips.
At this moment, although there was no sound at all, everyone seemed to hear the melodious sound of the shepherd's flute.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
…
Ten golden-red gold darts were about to touch Bai Yin's body, just a hair's breadth away! But at the moment when the shepherd boy played the shepherd's flute, it seemed as if some huge force blocked them, not only could they not move forward at all, but they were crushed into powder!
"puff!"
When the magic weapon that Leng Guang had cultivated for many years was broken, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't hold it back at all.
On the platform across the river, a new red suddenly appeared on the old mottled traces.
"… "
The entire Silver Building was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly became noisy.
"Oh my god, what kind of magic is this?"
"No, that's not right, this is swordsmanship, this is swordsmanship!"
"He actually used the sword as a brush to paint. Wonderful, wonderful!"
"Amazing, amazing..."
…
Many people thought that since Bai Yin dared to come out, he must have the strength to defeat the opponent. But no one thought that Leng Guang, who was famous for his quick moves and deep calculations, would be defeated by the opponent without any resistance!
So strong!
Moreover, no matter whether it was the exquisite swordsmanship before or the ink painting scroll that appeared out of thin air later, they were all unheard of and never seen before!
The discussion was like a tide.
Chen Yao and the others were already staring in amazement, obviously feeling that Bai Yin's strength was beyond their expectations.
Jianchou in Lihuojian was even more filled with inexplicable emotion.
Staring at the painting that was beginning to dissipate, Tan Tai Xiu's heart finally settled down and he heaved a sigh of relief, "This sword is so amazing..."
Is it just the sword that is amazing
Jianchou doesn't think so.
She had once been praised by Fudao Shanren for her "top fighting talent", so she could naturally see the many mysteries of the battle just now.
The Danqing Sword is indeed amazing, but in the final analysis it is just a "tool".
Not everyone can reach this level of perfection, and not everyone can handle Leng Guang's powerful and meticulous attack with ease, even...
There is also the crucial bit of "scheming" in this battle.
“I think this person is outstanding.”
"He should have known about Leng Guang for a long time, so in the previous battle, he had been suppressing Leng Guang with all kinds of methods, so that Leng Guang could see a glimmer of hope of winning. At this time, he sold the flaw just now, and Leng Guang would take the bait. Because if he wants to win, this may be his only chance."
"Bold and careful, not only is his cultivation profound, but his planning is also profound."
After thinking about it, Jianchou finally couldn't help but praised him.
This view is naturally somewhat original. But if you think about it carefully, you will find that what she said really hits the crux of this battle.
Tan Tai Xiu and everyone else were so stunned by the magic of the Danqing Sword that they ignored the entire battle.
After hearing Jianchou's words, Tan Tai Xiu thought about it carefully and couldn't help but be shocked.
This time, it was not towards Bai Yin, nor towards Yashan, but towards the seemingly ordinary Jianchou who was standing beside him at this moment!
How profound an understanding of combat does one have to have to be able to discern all this in such a short time
Today, the sea of stars is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
This female cultivator in front of me followed a stranger like me into the Silver Building, and even met a male cultivator here who I didn't know if he was a friend or an enemy...
It's easy to imagine that it shouldn't be something that can be kept in a pond.
Tan Tai Xiu looked at her twice, and finally smiled with a hint of meaning. Without asking any more questions, he turned his attention back to the field: "The first match against Leng Guang has already been decided. The next one should also start."
There is no need to continue the battle on the platform across the river.
Anyone with eyes could see that even if Leng Guang forced himself to continue fighting, he would still lose, and might even lose his life in the end.
Bai Yin was born in Yashan, and he is not the kind of person who would go too far.
At that moment, with just a gesture of fingers, the Wanxiang Dou Plate under his feet was retracted, and the Danqing Sword automatically flew back and returned to its sheath: "Fellow Daoist Leng Guang, let's stop here. Your injury is not serious, but Bai's Danqing sword energy is special. Please do not touch the pen and ink within two days, otherwise the ink energy will be connected and it will aggravate the injury."
"… "
Leng Guang, who was already skinny, looked even more like a shaky skeleton after a layer of blood appeared on his face. But he did not answer Bai Yin's words at this moment, but instead cast his eyes towards the sidelines.
There, standing silently was Liang Tingyu, one of the three chief priests of the Night Boat.
Beside her was the evil monk Shanxing with a ferocious look on his face, and further behind her was the Taoist Zhen who had a faintly frightened look on his face.
They had naturally witnessed the battle just now and understood the current situation very well.
As the highest-ranking monk on the night boat on the other side of the platform, Liang Tingyu is naturally the one in charge of the overall situation, especially the current ring battle.
Leng Guang's eyes were undoubtedly asking her whether she wanted to continue.
Liang Tingyu knew that he was bound to lose this game, and Leng Guang's condition was already very bad. Even if he forced himself to fight on, he couldn't consume much of Bai Yin's strength, so there was no point in continuing.
So, she pondered for a moment, then nodded imperceptibly.
Leng Guang then clasped his fists towards Bai Yin and said, "In this battle, Leng Guang admits defeat."
After saying that, he retreated to the sidelines with slightly staggering steps. Immediately, a female cultivator from the Silver Building came over and took him away, presumably to heal her wounds.
"Congratulations to Daoist Fellow Yashan Baiyin for winning the first match in the ring." Daoist Zhen finally saw the right time and came out, congratulating with a forced smile, "Now it's the turn for the second match, who would you like to invite to fight?"
Who should we invite to fight
Bai Yin was startled, and subconsciously looked behind him: that was the private room he was in just now. But at this moment, there was still no movement inside, and no one could be seen...
Still, no one came...
He suddenly felt that words could no longer describe his feelings. He could only smile bitterly, bowed to Zhen Daoren, and said truthfully: "I originally invited a friend to come, but he was lost before and has not arrived yet. I guess he hasn't found the right way to the Silver Tower. So, I will continue the second round."
“Wow!”
Everyone was "scared" by these words!
First, it was because of the "inside story" that Bai Yin revealed. What kind of friend is this? He is such an unreliable person. He is a cultivator. He is just looking for a silver building. How could he get lost
The second reason was Bai Yin's next choice. After defeating Leng Guang, he actually chose to continue the second game. Was he really crazy and wanted to fight three people at once
Is the monk from Yashan really that powerful
Everyone had this doubt in their mind, but at the same time, the atmosphere became even more heated. Many people started to make a fuss around them, and the entire Silver Building seemed to have turned into a busy city.
Taoist Zhen naturally did not expect Bai Yin to answer like this.
According to the rules of the ring battle, as long as the opponent sends three or fewer people, there will be no problem. Bai Yin can of course choose to continue the challenge, but...
This time, he also turned his attention to Liang Tingyu.
Liang Tingyu's brows were tightly furrowed.
Such a stern expression made the scar on her face look even more hideous, with an indelible murderous aura.
Her gaze stayed on Bai Yin for a long time before she turned around and said something to the evil monk Shanxing.
It was too far away and no one could hear clearly.
But the evil monk Shanxing, who was right beside her, heard it all clearly. A strange look flashed in his eyes, and he nodded heavily, then walked out with his head held high, holding the heavy copper stick that reached his eyebrows.
"when."
The heavy copper rod and pestle fell to the ground with an equally heavy sound. The whole action caused the thick string of Buddhist beads around his neck to sway twice.
"I'm here to fight you!"
A heavy, hoarse voice rolled out from the depths of his throat, carrying with it a viciousness and vulgarity that matched his appearance, which made people feel disgusted at the first sight.
Many people frowned quietly when they heard this.
Bai Yin didn't react much.
He had traveled all over the country over the years and had seen all kinds of people. Such a mild verbal provocation was hardly enough to change his mood.
Therefore, even facing such a vulgar bald monk, he was still polite: "Please."
A new battle is about to begin.
Different from Leng Guang’s assassin style in the first scene, Evil Monk Shanxing’s style is more like that of a brutal and fierce bandit, and his every move is bold and violent.
He just lifted one foot and stomped it hard on the ground, leaving a deep footprint on the old boulder!
"Watch this!"
The man used the recoil force of his foot to immediately stand up from the ground, and at the same time, the stick followed him and he hit Bai Yin with it without any hesitation!
What power!
Combined with Shanxing's physique and appearance, it gives people a full sense of impact.
As the target of this stick, Bai Yin could naturally feel the opponent's strength more clearly.
Among Zuo Sanqian's sects, few, except Longmen, took the route of strength and body training. Even Longmen had various exquisite techniques besides body training.
It can be said that cultivators from the Central Region focus more on "skills" than "strength".
Bai Yin's Danqing Sword is a top-notch "art", so he naturally has a focus when practicing.
Now that the opponent suddenly changed his style, Bai Yin was naturally not as adept at dealing with it as before. After all, while using his body movements to dodge, he also had to pay attention to parrying and removing the opponent's strength.
So for a moment, the long sword was against the long stick, and neither of them had a good outcome.
Swish, swish, swish!
The evil monk Shanxing swung his stick thirteen times in a row, forcing Baiyin to retreat. But in the blink of an eye, Baiyin swung his sword in a circle, used a move of white crane spreading wings, and in the blink of an eye, he circled behind Shanxing and stabbed at the back of his neck with his sword.
At this moment, Shanxing clearly sensed the danger, but he did not dodge or evade. Instead, he took a breath and exhaled, letting out a loud shout!
"ha!"
Suddenly, several knotted muscles suddenly bulged on Shanxing's huge body, and golden runes began to flow from his limbs and gathered at the back of his neck in an instant!
"when!"
It was actually a sharp sound of metal colliding!
The moment the sword tip fell, the runes also gathered together, condensing into a tiny golden symbol that blocked the sharp sword force!
The Danqing Sword is a famous sword no matter how you look at it, not to mention that its current owner is Bai Yin, who has reached the middle Nascent Soul stage!
It can’t be broken
Bai Yin was greatly surprised. After his eyes flickered for a few times, they suddenly became serious: "Indestructible Buddha Body?"
"Hey, you're a good judge of goods!"
Shanxing blocked Bai Yin's surprise attack, and immediately felt proud. He turned around and attacked without hesitation. With his palm as thick as a palm leaf fan, he swung the long stick vigorously and started swinging it wildly!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
After a brief thrill, the situation on the field fell into a stalemate again.
The people in the Silver Building could only see the shadows of sticks flying and swords dancing, which went from one end of the platform across the river to the other, and there was still no sign of stopping.
Every fight is a lightning-fast collision!
Tan Tai Xiu had watched with bated breath, and only when he had time did he comment: "I'm afraid this match is evenly matched, and it's hard to tell who will win."
Hard to tell
From Jianchou's perspective, that may not be the case.
She stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back, observing Bai Yin's every move and defense, and her brows gradually furrowed.
This game is not as optimistic as it seems to outsiders.
I guess Bai Yin himself knows where the problem lies, but he just has no solution now, right
Generally speaking, in an arena battle, the stronger the cultivator, the further back he will be placed.
That is to say, Bai Yin's current opponent Shan Xing should be stronger than Leng Guang before. But compared to the battle against Leng Guang, Bai Yin's condition is not very good.
The miraculous technique of Danqingjian's painting just now must have consumed a huge amount of energy.
But the first two games were consecutive. From Bai Yin's perspective, this was a real "round-the-clock battle". Whether it was spiritual power or energy, he could not keep up.
It was only a tiny gap at first, but as the battle went on, it became more and more of a problem.
Bai Yin is also paying attention to this issue now.
Jianchou could see that he was very restrained in every move he made, and was trying his best to control himself and consume less spiritual energy. At the same time, he constantly used his body movements to look for the opponent's flaws in order to find a breakthrough to defeat him in one fell swoop.
Unfortunately, Shanxing's "Indestructible Vajra Body" made all of Bai Yin's attacks go in vain.
Bai Yin probably wanted to buy time. Even if he couldn't win, he had to wait for the "lost" friend to come.
Not knowing where these so-called "reinforcements" came from, Jianchou couldn't help but become suspicious as he watched them.
Judging from Bai Yin's address to this person, the reinforcements coming here should not be from the Yashan monks. Are they so unreliable that they haven't come yet
If this goes on any longer, the situation will not be good.
and…
What she was most worried about was not this, but Liang Tingyu who was standing beside her - the scene of Liang Tingyu talking to the evil monk Shanxing just now kept replaying in front of her eyes.
Such a strange look really made her suspect that the other party was actually planning something, and it must be targeting Bai Yin.
But there is no clue yet.
The situation on the field has become increasingly difficult to resolve.
This evil monk who was vaguely related to Buddhism seemed to have endless strength. He had been fighting with others for a long time, but he did not show any signs of fatigue.
The copper sticks are heavier than each other.
In contrast, there is Bai Yin’s sword power.
If the light sword force confronted such a heavy and strong force, it would not gain any benefit. So Bai Yin changed his old habit and used an unconventional sword. The sword force was so sharp that he temporarily suppressed Shan Xing.
“Wow!”
The sudden change in the situation made the entire Silver Building excited.
Shan Xing had not expected such a change, and was unable to react in time. When he was about to put away his stick, Bai Yin hit him on the back of his hand with a sword. Even though he had thick skin and flesh, he felt a piercing pain at this moment.
"when!"
The sword blade hit the stick, making another sharp sound.
But this time, the long stick in Shanxing's hand almost flew out of his hand because he couldn't hold it firmly!
This Bai Yin!
He clearly felt that the other party was already out of strength just now, how come he suddenly...
This was a big shock.
Shanxing immediately realized that dealing with Bai Yin was not such a simple matter. So, Liang Tingyu's words echoed in his ears again...
The monk from Yashan, Bai Yin’s weakness.
Subconsciously, Shanxing's gaze drifted towards the platform across the river: all the outsiders had retreated, except for him and Bai Yin who were fighting. The black iron cage in the middle that imprisoned Zuo Liu was particularly conspicuous.
Zuo Liu, who had looked listless before, had opened his eyes wide since some time ago and stared at the battle situation intently, as if he was watching it with great interest.
This guy…
In just a moment, Shanxing made up his mind.
"Come on, fight again!"
He roared angrily, all the strength in his body was gathered, the veins on his forehead suddenly popped out, making this face full of flesh look even more ferocious.
He clenched his hands and raised the copper stick high up to the height of his eyebrows.
At this moment, countless shadows of long sticks flashed out from the sticks, surrounding the long sticks like a whirlwind and attacking Bai Yin together!
One can tell at a glance that such a blow is a blow of anger for a good deed.
According to Bai Yin's fighting style, he would naturally avoid the opponent's attack temporarily, and then attack him head-on when his momentum was weakened. So at this moment, Bai Yin was focused, and his steps flew, causing a series of Dao seals to flash in the 25-foot-long plate.
Brush it!
His body swayed, and he was actually covered by the shadow of the stick, and he moved three meters sideways. In the blink of an eye, he had escaped the attack range of the stick.
Almost all the monks who saw this scene cheered in their hearts!
What a sharp mind, what a quick reaction!
I am afraid that even if a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage were to come, he would not be able to do better than Bai Yin.
However, at this moment, Jianchou, who was also watching the scene, finally noticed the unusual thing that was not obvious...
Location!
This location!
Before Shanxing struck out with the stick, Shanxing himself, Bai Yin, and the black iron cages behind Bai Yin were almost in a straight line without much deviation.
But at this moment, Bai Yin had already moved away in order to avoid Shan Xing's stick!
Thus, Zuo Liu, who was originally separated from Shanxing by a white tiger, was now exposed to the shadow of Shanxing's stick in an instant!
wrong!
The purpose of this good deed—
"What are you doing?!"
On the platform across the river, a thunderous question suddenly exploded.
Bai Yin, who had dodged before, now discovered the weirdness of Shan Xing's attack, and was extremely angry and furious.
Because, after he dodged Shanxing's stick, he showed no intention of putting it away!
On that ferocious face, there was only a calculating smile, and he actually turned his wrist and slightly adjusted the direction - he swung the stick towards the cage in the field!
Left flow!
At this moment, the whole audience was stunned.
Zuo Liu, who was in the cage, had never expected this. He almost subconsciously wanted to dodge, but all the meridians in his body were restricted, and he was trapped in the black iron cage. He had the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Stage, but no place to display it!
For a moment, all he could do was watch the copper stick coming to take his life!
Getting closer, closer...
The threat of death loomed over his head in an instant. The little hope that had just risen in Zuo Liu's heart suddenly disappeared, and turned into a gradual rise of despair...
Can't avoid!
Can't escape!
There is only one death!
The self-deprecating smile on his lips almost disappeared, and he was ready to accept his fate as a hapless person. But he didn't expect...
"when!"
The overwhelming black and white sword shadows suddenly rushed over at this critical moment! However, how could the hasty response be able to defeat the long-planned blow from Shan Xing
“Puff, puff!”
The endless sword shadows barely lasted for a moment before being torn apart by the crazy stick shadows. In an instant, countless sword energies collapsed, and nothing could stop the remaining stick shadows.
"Bang!"
The powerful stick landed heavily on the sword-wielder, as if it was going to directly smash his chest.
For a moment, Zuo Liu only saw a white shadow rushing towards him.
With a loud bang, Bai Yun, whose body was covered in blood, could no longer control his body and crashed into the black iron cage in a mess!
The sharp spikes on the cage instantly pierced into his body, leaving glaring bloody marks!
It turned out to be…
Bai Yin!
He had clearly successfully avoided Shanxing's stick, but in order to save Zuo Liu, he turned back without hesitation and stood in front of him, taking Shanxing's powerful blow!
Everyone was stunned.
This situation is completely different from what they imagined.
No matter how important Zuo Liu was, he was nothing more than a chess piece in the game between Yashan and Kunwu. No matter what, Bai Yin, a disciple of Yashan, would not risk his reputation or even his life, right
Even Zuo Liu himself didn't know how to describe the feeling at that moment.
He watched Bai Yin staggering and rising outside the cage, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions. He had not yet told anyone about his identity as a disciple of Zhun Yashan, fearing that it would cause more trouble. If Senior Sister Jianchou disappeared, no one would report it to Yashan...
Bai Yin, why do you still have to do this, risking your life to protect me
"Bai Yin... Senior Brother..."
Zuo Liu's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.
Bai Yin, who was in front, felt a chill in his heart at this moment.
He heard Zuo Liu's voice, but did not give any response. He just endured the severe pain of serious injuries, forced himself to stand up straight, and looked at the evil monk Shanxing in front of him, filled with anger!
"What does Night Cruise mean?!"
"Hahaha, Liang Jijiu is indeed a master of foresight. You really fell into my trap. Hahaha..." Shan Xing, who succeeded in his attack, was so proud of himself that he couldn't help but burst into laughter. "How is it? It feels bad to be forced to take this blow from me, right?"
This was a blatant trick, but it was also one that Bai Yin could not refuse.
In the previous battle, Liang Tingyu saw how much Bai Yin valued Zuo Liu. Otherwise, why would he take such a risky move for such a small character and deliberately expose his flaws to trick Leng Guang into revealing his weakness
Therefore, she had already explained the method before Shanxing took the stage.
When the fight reaches a certain point, go straight to the left and lure Bai Yin to block.
If Bai Yin didn't come, he would really hit him with a stick. Anyway, Zuo Liu was not important to the night boat. If Bai Yin really came to block it, it would be exactly what he wanted.
At that time, Bai Yin would be in a passive position no matter what, and would suffer a loss no matter how he looked at it.
In this way, isn’t the outcome already decided
This strategy is not very clever.
Many people watching the game understood it immediately, but at the same time they sighed in their hearts: This is the legendary "killing the rat with a weapon", but what can they do
No one expected that the night boat could be so shameless.
Even though Tomorrow Star Sea is a place where desperate criminals gather, such "dirty" scheming and calculations are indeed somewhat despicable. Compared with Bai Yin's noble character, even they couldn't help but feel contempt for him.
But the good deeds done in the field do not yet know what others think.
He looked at the embarrassed Bai Yin, and thought of his successful plan. He thought of how he had defeated a disciple of Yashan in public. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a sense of complete contempt.
"Whether it's the Sword-drawing Sect or not, they are all trash under my stick!" Shanxing slammed his long stick on the ground and laughed more and more wildly, with great contempt, "What about Yashan? Bah, what a joke!"
"… "
Bai Yin, who had previously remained calm in the face of various provocations from his opponent, immediately had a frozen expression on his face.
The word "Yashan" is the belief of all Yashan disciples!
How can I tolerate this despicable villain who slanders me with his foul mouth
His stiff fingers suddenly tightened, and a strange blood color suddenly appeared in the depths of his eyes. A sense of extreme danger instantly emanated from him.
Bai Yin stretched out his hand and was about to draw his sword again!
But at this moment, someone was faster than him!
And there's more than one!
"brush!"
"brush!"
In a flash, a palm shadow and a knife shadow were seen coming from two different directions, one in front and one behind, and both hit the evil monk Shanxing who had just uttered the wild words!
Although the palm shadow came first and was quite powerful, it was slightly inferior to the knife shadow that came later in terms of speed and momentum.
The latecomer arrives first!
Bai Yin didn't even have time to attack again. He just felt the knife shadow coming at him like lightning and thunder, sharp and fierce, unmatched, the back of the knife hit the evil monk Shanxing directly in the face!
“Bang!”
The sound was so loud that it made people suspect that Shanxing’s entire huge head would be smashed to pieces by this blow!
How can one react to the good deeds that are still immersed in madness and joy
I just felt a flash in front of my eyes, then it went dark, and my whole face went numb. Then I couldn't feel anything, and I was blown away!
"boom!"
Because his body was thrown up by the huge force, Shanxing luckily dodged the palm strike that came from behind. But his entire body, as huge as a mountain, fell to the ground in an instant.
"Bang!"
Dust flying everywhere!
He was showing off his might just a moment ago, but a moment later, he was hit in the face with the back of a knife and fell to the ground! He didn't even have time to react, let alone fight back!
So strong!
Too cruel!
It's too disrespectful!
In the Silver Building, countless people were stunned when they saw Shan Xing lying on the ground with his face covered in blood.
Bai Yin, who was on the platform across the river, was even more shocked.
He was obviously the one closest to Shanxing, but this palm shadow and knife shadow were faster than him. What kind of cultivation did this require
Frightened, he raised his head involuntarily and looked towards the top floor.
If I remember correctly, these two attacks came from different directions...
At this moment, the Silver Building suddenly became very quiet.
On the highest floor, which is closest to the dome, there are two private rooms that are almost facing each other. The bamboo curtains hanging in front of the windows are in tatters.
One was crushed into powder by the palm force of a passerby;
One of them was cut in half by a passing sword energy.
Then, the person standing in front of the window revealed their figures.
On one side, there was a monk in a pale robe.
He hadn't even had time to retract the palm strike he had made. At this moment, he looked at the other person with a look of astonishment on his face.
On one side, there is a man and a woman.
The male cultivator was wearing a gorgeous robe, and although he seemed confused, everyone recognized him: the noble young master Tan Tai Xiu.
The female cultivator on the other side still had a frosty look on her face, and murderous intent was hidden in her eyes, but when she saw the person who attacked her from the opposite side, she was also stunned in surprise.
At this moment, the same thought came to the minds of both people:
It’s actually him!
It’s her!
Wang Que's brows suddenly frowned.
He only knew that Jianchou on the other side seemed to have some hostility towards Kunwu, but he had never guessed the other party's identity. Now the strength displayed by the other party really made him a little afraid.
Kunwu and Yashan have always been equally famous. No matter what, it is not the turn of a mere evil monk Shanxing to insult Yashan.
But the king couldn't bear to listen, so he attacked in anger.
But what about the other party
And what for
Even though there was a wide platform in the middle, Wang did not speak.
But Jianchou on the opposite side recognized him.
After the initial moment of surprise and astonishment, she quickly reacted and guessed that Wang Que's move was probably intended with some good intentions.
only…
What does it matter
"The matter of Yashan is over with. I don't need Brother Wang Que to intervene in this matter."
He said it indifferently, as if he didn't notice the shocked expression of Tan Tai Xiu beside him, nor the complete astonishment in Wang Que's eyes, nor the look of as if he had seen a ghost on the face of his fellow disciple Bai Yin.
Jianchou just jumped down from the window, stood straight on the platform across the river!
All eyes, whether shocked or hesitant, fell on her at this moment!
In a private room, a hand holding a wine cup, with slightly calloused fingers, suddenly trembled a few times, causing a circle of light ripples in the wine cup...
she.
Is this the "surprise" that Red Butterfly mentioned
At this moment, Jianchou was undoubtedly the focus of the whole audience.
Here, almost no one had seen her before; here, no one knew her identity; here, no one could guess what she was going to do.
Bai Yin was at a loss.
But at this moment, Zuo Liu, who was still trapped in the cage, was completely stunned.
As soon as he saw the flying knife, he seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move. An indescribable bitterness instantly surged into his heart...
Deer cutting knife.
This is the knife that Senior Sister Jianchou obtained in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple!
He won't admit his mistake!
A kind of expectation was growing wildly in his heart.
However, what came with it was a huge fear - he was very scared because there was a knife but the person was not there.
But all these fears disappeared like smoke the moment he saw Jianchou appear in front of the window and saw her floating down and landing on the platform across the river.
A sixty year period is sixty years.
In the crisis-ridden Baiyin Building, a senior brother Bai Yin risked his life to save others, and a senior sister Jianchou took the risk to come.
There was a sudden heat in the bottom of my eyes.
Zuo Liu couldn't control himself.
However, the next moment, a calming look came over.
Jianchou was not very close to him, but the moment he came down, he noticed Zuo Liu's abnormality and just gave him a soothing smile.
It's no big deal.
Sixty years of suffering also allowed Zuo Liu to grow to a height that ordinary cultivators could hardly reach. To some extent, this was a kind of luck that others could not even ask for.
She would not feel the slightest bit sad for Zuo Liu; on the contrary, she would cheer for him.
But now is not the time to think about these things and reminisce about the past.
Jianchou glanced around, his gaze lingering on Liang Tingyu for a long time, before finally slowly turning back to the evil monk Shanxing.
She swung the knife in anger because she could no longer bear it.
Apart from the strength, there was no clever technique, let alone any particularly devastating attack. So Shanxing's injury was not serious.
After being knocked to the ground, he finally felt the piercing pain again after a period of numbness and dizziness, and quickly regained consciousness.
Being ambushed!
A slap in the face with the back of a knife!
How embarrassing it is to be in such an embarrassing situation in front of so many people in the Silver Building?!
The thick Buddhist beads around Shanxing's neck were covered with a layer of dust, and the blood on his face had stained his monk's robe, making him look even more hideous.
He took a deep breath and stood up from the ground.
The palm that was holding the copper stick at the level of his eyebrows was clenched tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were as prominent as the blue veins on his forehead.
"Bitch!"
After the slap just now, I felt that my tongue and teeth were stuck together in my mouth, and my mouth was full of blood. Shanxing cursed fiercely, and the most brutal side of his nature had been aroused, and his eyes were already bloodshot.
"Who the hell are you? Are you here to get yourself killed by your grandpa?"
He opens his mouth and calls you "bitch", and closes his mouth and calls you "your grandpa".
Jianchou had seen people who spoke rudely before, but it was rare to see someone who was so mean. Should we say that he was so strong that he was naturally crazy, or that he had never seen how high the sky was or how thick the earth was
A pair of sparkling eyes narrowed slightly.
As a result, the narrow and long tail of the eye stretched diagonally upward as usual, which only added three points of strange coldness.
"Ask me?"
Jianchou murmured something as if to herself, but she moved her hand lightly, and the deer-cutting knife that had fallen on the platform across the river flew back to her palm with great intelligence and was held by her.
With every turn, there is a surge of murderous intent!
"I am just a nobody from Yashan Sect. Today—"
"I'm here to teach you how to behave!"