The so-called sword god is nothing more than that.
The existence of Li Muchan made Ye Qingxuan feel inexplicable anger.
It was a kind of anger after a fairy tale that had been admired in my heart for a lifetime was finally broken by the ugly reality.
In Ye Qingxuan's mind, the term "Sword God" should definitely not be just a nickname. To be called a sword god, besides his superb swordsmanship, there are also some necessary conditions.
That is his character and virtue.
Although there are not many people who have reached the ultimate level of swordsmanship, looking at the history of martial arts, there are definitely many such people over thousands of years. Every three to five hundred years, there will always be three or five people. But the reason why people are admired and expected like gods is that they should have unique personality charm and noble character.
Otherwise, at worst, he should be called "Sword Master", "Sword Master", or "Sword Demon", and should never be revered as "Sword God".
Ye Qingxuan likes to be called "Sword Immortal", regardless of whether he adds a word "small" in front of it, he attaches great importance to it, because he knows that he is still far away from the word "God".
There are too many "sword immortals" in history.
Even decades ago, wouldn't there still be Xiao Quiq who almost challenged Li Muchan
"Sword Immortal" is also a legend, who can control the sword with Qi, and the swordsmanship is as elegant as a fairy, full of dusty aura.
It's just that they are not sword gods.
Because they're all short of breath—
A sense of arrogance, a sense of righteousness.
In Ye Qingxuan's naive thoughts, he always felt that to be a sword god, this kind of arrogance is absolutely indispensable, and this kind of Ling Ran righteousness is also indispensable. With this kind of arrogance and righteousness, they can even put themselves His life is regarded as worthless.
Because they have already dedicated their lives to the way they love.
Their way is the sword.
They neither seek immortality nor Buddha, success or failure in the world is not worth their attention, let alone their smile.
All they want is the honor and glory when their sword is swung, and to them, that moment is eternity.
In order to reach the peak of this moment, they can even sacrifice everything.
Looking at the world, how many people are qualified to be called the Sword God
Ye Qingxuan didn't dare to underestimate himself, but in his heart, Li Muchan was definitely not the real "sword god". Even if he had superb swordsmanship, he was still just a martial artist. He had this arrogance, but he had no righteousness.
His existence insulted the word "Sword God".
So Ye Qingxuan made a move, not for survival, but just because of the person opposite, his life is the greatest insult to the righteous way of martial arts in his heart, and if he lives, he will make himself full of disappointment in the whole martial arts world.
Therefore, Ye Qingxuan made a move...
The yellow light was shining, and before the sword arrived, a voiceless sound suddenly came out in the air, like Xiao, like a flute...
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of interest.
Then the tip of Ye Qingxuan's sword trembled, and the faint fairy sound rippled like waves, the sound wave passed by, and the world changed. Originally, it was only in a secret palace underground, but it seemed to suddenly step into a fairyland .
For the first time, Li Muchan showed a dignified expression. He felt a little inconceivable that the other party could use the melody to draw him into this illusion, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said lightly: "It's a small skill, let's see how clever you are..."
He simply stood with his hands behind his back, indifferently watching the changes between the heaven and the earth.
But the other Jiang Feiran and Fang Zhaoxue were already lost in this illusion, watching the rain of flower petals falling from the sky, smelling the alluring fragrance of flowers...
the petals...
Is it cherry blossoms? Is it peach blossom? Is it plum blossom
that scent...
Is it Jasmine? Is it an orchid? Is it gardenia
The poetic fairyland made the two of them trapped, unable to extricate themselves, let alone take this opportunity to escape...
In Li Muchan's eyes, Ye Qingxuan was like an immortal descending from the nine heavens, stepping on the clouds and flying towards him, pointing at him with a long sword in his right hand, he came across the sky...
The speed was so slow that time had stopped, but it was so fast that I had no time to react.
"What a powerful illusion!"
Li Muchan gave a heartfelt admiration. He clearly felt the danger, but he just couldn't get out of the illusion, and even couldn't move his body.
No matter how strong Li Muchan's will is, the immortal transformed by Ye Qingxuan descended lightly as if in front of his eyes. On the long sword, first a ray of sword energy burst out, and then the moment of sword energy criss-crossing, in the ear The melody is even more like the sound of a fairy, like a flute like a harp, so strange and beautiful that it makes people feel no resistance...
It's exactly: a sword to the west, flying immortals from the sky!
In this world, there is only this fairy's sword, any sense of resistance no longer exists, even no sense of consciousness...
The only thing that exists is waiting—
Waiting for the arrival of the sword, waiting for the arrival of death.
There was even a faint smile, an evil smile, on the corner of Li Muchan's mouth.
A smile like the three hundred masters who were once killed by Ye Qingxuan's sword...
"Good swordsmanship!"
Li Muchan once again admired sincerely.
"but… "
The original faint smile of happiness was suddenly replaced by a sneer!
"It's still a little too late!"
At this time, Ye Qingxuan's sword was less than a foot away from the center of Li Muchan's eyebrows. A white golden light suddenly centered on the center of Li Muchan's eyebrows, and suddenly spread to the whole body, protecting the whole body like an egg shell. Ye Qingxuan floated With a single sword, he pierced the platinum bodyguard with the sound of Gang Qi.
The trajectory of the sword stopped abruptly, and Ye Qingxuan showed a dignified expression that he had never seen before, but the strength of his hands did not stop, and the tip of the sword continued to act on the protective energy...
Kaka...
The tip of the sword was deeply embedded in the protective qi, and with the sound of breaking, several cracks appeared on it, breaking through the protective qi took only the blink of an eye!
And at this moment, Li Muchan made a move!
The two fingers formed a sword, and the fingertips shone with a more dazzling white-gold light, which was brighter than the sun, but had a low temperature dozens of times colder than ice.
In an instant, heavy snow fell between the sky and the earth, and the illusion appeared again in the illusion.
The original pale pink dreamland has started to snow heavily.
Snowflakes and cherry blossoms fly together...
Even more poignant.
When Li Muchan showed his sword, Ye Qingxuan felt that between heaven and earth, Li Muchan's person and his sword instantly merged into an inseparable and round whole. It was a strong and profound feeling, subtle and indescribable.
Li Muchan's eyes shot out divine light at the same time, covering Ye Qingxuan, making Ye Qingxuan feel that there is no part of his body that can escape the observation of the "No. 1 Sword in the World". Exposure to cold wind and snow.
At this moment, an invisible but solid sword energy like a copper wall impregnated Ye Qingxuan with Li Muchan at the center, forcing him to resist with luck, and even more so to force himself to surge up fighting spirit, otherwise he would be terrified and collapse without a fight .
Such a martial art, if you don't see it with your own eyes, feel it, no one can believe it is true.
Li Muchan's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he said slowly as cold as ice: "Boy, you are a genius of swordsmanship, so I can't tolerate you even more."
Ye Qingxuan said solemnly: "Li Muchan, I am very disappointed in you, you are not worthy of the title 'Sword God'!"
"Hmph, don't be slanderous! For a hundred years, a genius like you has been slaughtered like a dog! You can be proud of what you said before, but you should die with my words."
Crash!
The protective qi was pierced by Ye Qingxuan!
And Li Muchan's sword move was also fired at this time!
The finger sword and the long sword met a place between the two...
The sky and the earth are still at this moment!
Including everyone, including flower rain and falling snow in fantasy, and even all voices...
At this moment, it seems that time has stood still!
Then there was a glare of light, which spread out at the point where the two swords collided, and the illusion shattered where the light came, revealing the original underground palace, and then the underground palace began to shatter, slowly spreading outward.
Everything was crazily thrown outward during this blow...
Including Jiang Feiran, Fang Zhaoxue, and Huangfu Jingde's "corpse" on the bed... Of course, Ye Qingxuan was also included!
Li Muchan's sword struck out, but it didn't end. Instead, a laser-like white-golden sword energy held against Ye Qingxuan's sword tip and pierced towards Ye Qingxuan continuously...
This sword crossed the void and struck Ye Qingxuan along a straight line, ignoring the ingenious changes of various martial arts in the world, but focusing on one point, from the simplest to the strongest, this sword of his has fully demonstrated his perfection The peak is also the most original essence, full of irresistible power itself.
Wherever the sword shines, the world is frozen.
This sword is Li Muchan's peerless divine sword - [One sword with light and coldness shining on Kyushu].
The sound of howling swords filled the arena at the same time, changing from the previous majestic and bewildering sound, similar to the roar of dragons and tigers, it came from all around. At first, it was inaudible, as if it was far away, and it resounded all over the place in an instant. The whole space is astonishing, as if the thunder from the sky is even better than the howling strong wind.
For a moment, there was only this sharp and piercing sound in the world.
Ye Qingxuan's body glowed with golden light, and if there was substance in his body, the qi that protected him was crystal clear. The [Vajra Indestructible Body] had been used to the extreme. With his already solid body and the desperately outputting qi in his hands, he barely resisted "" The world's number one sword" attack.
boom!
Ye Qingxuan was bombarded by Li Muchan's sword energy against the 300,000-jin big iron gate. It was just an obstacle, and the big iron gate was overturned with a bang!
Ye Qing's Xuangang Qi was about to run out, and there was nothing left to do, under Li Muchan's fierce and unparalleled sword Qi, he flew out with the sword, threw him back, rolled out of the door, and fell to the ground slumped.
Wow!
Ye Qingxuan finally couldn't hold back, spurting blood all over the sky.
Li Muchan's white-gold sword energy is more than several feet long, as thick as a water tank, and he slammed the sword amidst a grinning laugh. When Ye Qingxuan knew he was going to die, a woman fell in front of him like a white cloud, and suddenly blocked him. In front of you!
The power of Li Muchan's sword stopped abruptly. He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, and exclaimed, "You? Is it you? Are you finally willing to see me?"