The second sword cultivator was obviously more powerful than the previous female cultivator, and she did not use any dazzling sword techniques. Instead, she directly flew up with her sword fingers following behind. She raised her sword intent and sword energy to the peak, and used a pure sword to hit Ji Yuan head-on. All the killing power was concentrated on one point, pointing directly in front of Ji Yuan.
"Squeak..."
The aura in the sky, which had seemed a little disordered due to the previous sword fight, was directly broken by this sword, just like a sharp blade tearing open a thin film, and it also tore open the distance between Tong Ji Yuan. In just a moment, the sharp edge had reached his body.
The speed and power of this sword have surpassed a certain realm of ordinary sword practitioners. Even Ji Yuan at this moment cannot take it lightly without using magic power to suppress others, and it is even more unrealistic to pinch it with two fingers.
As a result, Ji Yuan had to respond instantly. His body moved in the sky as if walking on the wind in an instant, and he was forced to retreat a distance.
"good!"
"Brother Che has a great idea!"
When the cultivators of Changjian Mountain saw that their master had forced Ji Yuan to retreat, many of them could not contain their excitement and cheered loudly. However, the sword master named Che, who was the one who swung the sword, was not moved at all by the outside world and was fully focused on the sword fight. The moment Ji Yuan moved away, he turned with the sword, and still without any fancy changes, and once again flew the sword at zero distance and pointed it directly at Ji Yuan.
"Giving up all changes and using the pure sword tip to go straight to one point can indeed make up for the possible gap in sword realm to a certain extent. The victory or defeat of swordplay is determined by a single move. You are worthy of being a master of Changjian Mountain!"
After Ji Yuan dodged for the first time, the wind under his feet felt like he was skating backwards. The wind under his feet seemed to be twisting a snake. Ji Yuan's clothes rustled in the wind, and the long sleeves of his long gown dragged forward.
The swordsman named Che's swordsman's sword was extremely fast, and should have been much faster than Ji Yuan's speed of retreating and riding the wind, but Ji Yuan was unable to grasp the changes, and always passed by Ji Yuan by a hair's breadth, and could not even touch Ji Yuan's clothes that were floating in front of him.
In the eyes of everyone, Ji Yuan in a green robe was like a butterfly in the wind, as if he could see through all the sword movements of his opponent, dancing and sliding backwards in the wind. However, the sword light of the monk named Che was sharp, and his figure seemed to be constantly teleporting, and the sword light went straight up during this period.
Every sword swung by the monk named Shan Che from Changjian carried a strong sword light, and each sword light seemed to have hit Ji Yuan, but the latter would float to the side in the next moment.
The lightning-fast changes of the swordsman and Ji Yuan's flexible yet continuous movement of the wind should have been two completely opposite states, but at this moment they are combined together with a strange beauty. This is a collision between law and sword in the realm of Tao.
Yes, even if Ji Yuan did not draw his sword, every step he took and every time he "slid" in the wind gave people a feeling of kendo.
The expression of the cultivator surnamed Che, which had been extremely serious from the beginning, became more and more solemn. The cheers for the cultivator surnamed Che from Changjian Mountain gradually weakened. Lu Min beside Xiezhi was staring at the changes in front of him in amazement. If he had not been afraid of missing any excitement, he would have rubbed his eyes more than once.
As a fellow practitioner of the Way of the Sword, Lu Min was already amazed by the swordsmanship of the monk named Che from Changjianshan. But when he saw Ji Yuan avoiding swords and walking on the wind, it was like he had seen an invisible way, a way that he could not even imagine before. Could this also be the Way of the Sword
This change lasted for a full quarter of an hour. The monk surnamed Che was under tremendous mental pressure. The opponent didn't even draw his sword. As it was related to the reputation of Changjian Mountain, he increased his sword power again and again, forcing himself to use a stronger and faster sword, but it didn't work in the end.
A quarter of an hour later, Ji Yuan stopped first, but the monk named Che who had been chasing him did not urge his sword to attack Ji Yuan directly, but slowly hovered in the air, with an unhappy expression on his face.
Ji Yuan looked intently at the person in front of him. As expected, Chang Jianshan should not be underestimated. If his swordsmanship had not almost reached the true realm of Taoism after he cultivated the sword formation, he would have to "break his skills" and draw his sword just facing the sword cultivator in front of him.
Even though they were temporarily in an opposing state at the moment, Ji Yuan still showed respect to the cultivator in front of him.
"May I know your name, fellow driver?"
"I am Che Chi, and I feel ashamed of my master's cultivation!"
After saying that, Che Chi turned around and flew towards the direction where the people from Changjian Mountain were. The outcome was self-evident.
The sword cultivators at Changjian Mountain were completely silent. If everyone was mostly angry when Ji Yuan first arrived and after his previous sword fight with the female cultivator, then after witnessing the second sword fight, everyone present at Changjian Mountain had seen a glimpse of Ji Yuan's sword skills with their own eyes.
Not everyone has the courage to step out and fight with Ji Yuan with swords at this moment. One's own victory or defeat is a small matter, while the honor of the sect is a big matter.
In addition to the peaks of Changjian Mountain, more and more sword cultivators flew out at this time. Among them were not only many masters, but also many core disciples and cultivators of Changjian Mountain and even some sword boys. A powerful sword intent was formed that was connected to the mountain gate, which could make the invaders feel as if there was a sword hanging over their heads.
However, many cultivators in Changjian Mountain witnessed the second sword fight with their own eyes. Regardless of whether they could understand it or not, they were all deeply shocked without exception.
"Master, why can't Master Che win? He has always been the one taking the initiative..."
"Hey, the person who came is really..."
It was difficult for a swordsman to say something to boost his disciple's morale when answering him, but Ji Yuan's sword made him feel that he was unable to resist. What was most difficult to accept was that the other party had not even drawn his sword.
Outside Changjian Mountain, Ji Yuan watched Che Chi go back, thinking in his heart that if it weren't for the current situation, he and Che Chi should be able to become friends, and perhaps they could make up for it in the future.
But now, Ji Yuan couldn't stop. The previous two were not the right ones, but there were still many people left, so he spoke with a smile.
"The swordsmanship of Changjian Mountain is indeed exquisite and can be said to be the best in the world. Please teach me, fellow Taoists!"
Even though Ji Yuan's words were calm and contained sincerity, many people still felt it was ironic. "I am the best swordsman in the world at Changjian Mountain. Should I add something like 'but there is still Ji Yuan here...'" after it
Ji Yuan looked at everyone and saw that no one was moving. After thinking for a while, he spoke again.
"My fellow Taoists, don't worry about me. I don't need time to recover my magic power."
Add fuel to the fire!
Xiezhi and Lu Min both felt like sweating on their backs after hearing this. Ji Yuan definitely did it on purpose!
"Ji Yuan, you are pushing me too far—look at the sword!"
"Prepare to die!" "Let me teach you some sword moves!"
"Be careful!"
“Zheng—” “Zheng—” “Zheng—” “Zheng—”
Four shouts expressing different emotions sounded almost at the same time as the three sounds of swords being drawn. The four sword cultivators who had been standing together drew their swords together at this moment. Although there were four of them, the sword intent was condensed into one and attacked Ji Yuan directly. Before Ji Yuan could dodge, the four sword lights had blocked him from all directions. The powerful sword intent had compressed the space above and below, and strangled him with the sharpness that could cut gold and jade.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."
However, Ji Yuan's green shadow was rapidly spinning with the Qingteng Sword in his hand, pointing the sword towards the sky, and at the moment the sword light surrounded him, he jumped up ten feet, then lightly stepped on the sword energy and sword light, creating ripples like water waves, causing his body to rise a hundred feet.
While the four people were shocked by the scene before them, their minds seemed to merge into one, and in an instant they rose in altitude along with Ji Yuan. The four sword techniques crossed and soared upwards, two yin and two yang, like a terrifying sword light tornado.
“Hu…Hu…Hu…”
A powerful sword wind swept around, the waves in the sea below were rolling, and even the wind was sharp.
"Mr. Ji, they are using the Four Symbols Sword Formation. To defeat one person, four people will attack together. The same is true for ten thousand people. If you have any objections, just speak up."
The head of Changjian Mountain looked indifferently at Ji Yuan who was flying into the sky. The tornado below was growing bigger and blurrier, and its growth rate was so fast that it had already exceeded the range of Ji Yuan's escape.
"Thank you for telling me. The sword formation is indeed exquisite. Ji Yuan will learn from it."
In such a critical situation, Ji Yuan's words remained calm, and many cultivators in Changjian Mountain secretly clenched their fists.
The moment when the tornado transformed by the Four Symbols Sword Light completely enveloped Ji Yuan.
“Zheng—”
A clear and loud sword sound came from the blurry tornado.
"Draw the sword! Ji Yuan draws the sword!" "Okay!"
"He drew his sword!"
The monks from Changjian Mountain couldn't help but shout out in relief, and even the head of Changjian Mountain breathed a sigh of relief. But then, they quickly realized something.
Since when did forcing Ji Yuan to draw his sword actually make them excited? With this thought, the previous joy was instantly diluted. Ji Yuan drew his sword, and the sword fight had just begun. Not only had they already entered the Four Symbols Sword Formation, but they were also under the premise of the opponent suppressing their magic power...
However, this is not the time to think about these things. Even if Ji Yuan is arrogant and hateful in the eyes of the cultivators of Changjian Mountain, for any sword cultivator in the world, the exquisiteness of sword fighting must not be missed.
A tornado of sword light surrounded the sky. In Ji Yuan's Dharma eyes, there were sword shadows everywhere in the tornado. There were sword cultivators on all sides. The four men seemed to have transformed into thousands of incarnations and were everywhere, constantly shooting swords at him.
But at the moment Ji Yuan drew his sword, the Qingteng Sword, which had long been eager for a fight, burst out with powerful sword intent and instantly crushed all the sword lights around it. However, because Ji Yuan had said not to use magic power to suppress others, even the Qingteng Sword's own fairy sword advantage was suppressed, so it only crushed the surrounding sword lights.
"Four Symbols Sword Formation, Old Yin, Young Yang, Young Yin, Old Yang? Perhaps Ji can use it as well."
Ji Yuan said this, and the next moment he swung his sword down from the sky. The immortal sword in his hand turned with him, turning into a stream of light dancing in the Four Symbols Sword Formation.
"Boom..."
The huge tornado collided with yin and yang, and dark clouds gathered in the sky as if growing on the top of the tornado, with thunder exploding and lightning flashing continuously.
"Hua La La..."
The rain fell as if it was coming in response to the sword of Jiyuan, and both inside and outside were rotating with the tornado. A new tornado emerged from it, and the infinite sword light of the Four Symbols Sword Formation appeared brighter and more beautiful.
The wind and rain were shaking, the lightning was raging, and every drop of rain reflected the color of glass...
All the cultivators in Changjian Mountain either had solemn expressions, clenched their fists, or were fascinated. They all stared at the changes in the sky. This was not a sword fight at all, but a gorgeous sight of the sky and water blending into one color.
Slowly, the sword light tornado turned into a water tornado that connected the sky and the sea, and all kinds of flowing lights were also absorbed into it.
"Boom..."
Endless water waves exploded, and thousands and thousands of water droplets filled with sword intent burst in all directions. Many sword cultivators in Changjian Mountain either pointed their swords, made hand gestures, or drew their swords to fight back, blocking these water droplets amid the sound of swords.
But everyone's faces did not cheer up because of the result they saw. High in the sky, Ji Yuan was standing alone in the wind with a sword in hand, while the four cultivators from Changjian Mountain were all sent flying backwards and were swept away. Four sword lights shot towards the four corners below.
“Dang…” “Dang…” “Dang…” “Puff…”
Three swords were stuck in the mountains or reefs, and one sword was directly submerged in the still rippling sea.
"Ji Yuan has some knowledge of sword formations, and the Four Symbols Sword Formation is indeed extraordinary and exquisite!"
Standing high in the sky and speaking in the manner of a winner, the praises spoken by the monks of Changjian Mountain made no one happy, especially the four who were defeated at this moment. They clearly felt that even in the previous situation, Ji Yuan still maintained a magic power almost the same as that of one of them, and even suppressed the edge of the immortal sword, while there were four of them and Ji Yuan was only one.
The four of them steadied themselves and looked up at Ji Yuan who was standing in the sky with a sword in his hand. They were completely countered in swordsmanship and had lost completely. They had nothing to say. They stretched out their hands, recalled their own swords, and then flew back to the direction of their fellow disciples in a desolate manner.
Although they wanted to return to the mountain immediately because of their depressed mood, the four of them did not want to miss the next possible sword fight.
"Four Daoists, victory and defeat are common. Although the Four Symbols Sword Formation is wonderful, it is also possible to go a step further. I am using the Four Symbols against the Four Symbols, so it cannot be considered that the four Daoists have lost. I have benefited a lot from this battle, and I believe the four Daoists have benefited a lot as well, right?"
Even though they were in opposition at the moment, Ji Yuan's words still made the four people feel better. It also made many cultivators in Changjian Mountain feel better, and some people even looked at Ji Yuan more favorably.
When the four monks came to their senses, they could clearly understand some subtleties of the sword fight just now. They felt that they could make a breakthrough. They could not hate Ji Yuan anymore. If it were not for the current situation, they would have bowed and thanked him, but they could no longer glare at him.
Near the gate of Changjian Mountain, many monks and disciples of Changjian Mountain all widened their eyes.
"This person is so powerful!" "Is he Ji Yuan?"
"As expected, you have the capital to be so arrogant..." "The seniors in the sect..."
…
Ji Yuan slowly descended from the air holding the Qingteng Sword. Now that he had drawn the sword, he did not sheath it. Instead, he returned to his original position and looked at the monks headed by the head of Changjian Mountain with calm eyes.
"Please enlighten me!"
There was dead silence, and no one answered from the long sword. The defeat of the Four Symbols Sword Formation was still fresh in people's minds. Who was confident enough to step forward and duel with Ji Yuan
Some monks involuntarily looked towards a few places in the door, but no one stood up in those directions.
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