The sword cultivator from Changjian Mountain was blocked in front of his house and had a sword fight but could not win for a long time. This situation had never happened before since ancient times. The cultivator from Changjian Mountain had never thought of this possibility.
Ji Yuan was also very clear about the impact of the previous three sword fights on the monks of Changjian Mountain. However, from the moment he arrived at Changjian Mountain, he showed an aggressive attitude of asking for punishment. Just because of the swordsmanship of the monks of Changjian Mountain, he It was so exciting that it was already softened by admiration. If you want to force someone to take action, you still have to be tougher.
So from the outside, it seemed that after waiting for a while and seeing no one come forward, Ji Yuan smiled again and looked at the monks at Changjian Mountain.
"If no one comes forward, then Ji Mou will continue to say what he said, please fellow Taoists in Changjian Mountain not to protect the scum in the sect, and give justice to fellow Taoist Lu, justice to the dead Jingxuanhai Pavilion Master and many innocent monks!"
"You're farting! I don't have the person you mentioned in Changjian Mountain. If someone in my sect does such a disgraceful thing for the righteous way, there is no need for you to come here to investigate the crime. I, Changjian Mountain, have already cleaned up the sect!"
A monk from Changjian Mountain couldn't help but retort.
Ji Yuan shook his head.
"People who know the sword well, the Taoist friends who have fought with Ji before are indeed upright, but it is not necessarily true that the whole Changjian Mountain is like this. Although I, Ji Yuan, am a poor casual cultivator, I have a certain reputation in all walks of life. You can't do anything to wrong a good person..."
Ji Yuan paused before speaking in a deep voice again.
"I assume that since someone is standing here today to ask questions, then there must be such a scum that everyone despises is hiding in your Changjian Mountain! What he did was not only framed Fellow Daoist Lu and harmed Jing Xuanhai Pavilion, even more capable of causing trouble to the world!"
These words can be said to be very, very serious. I don’t know how much heavier than when I first arrived. At the same time, Ji Yuan was always paying attention to the various changes in the energy of the monks in Changjian Mountain. He was concentrating on the changes in the energy of the monks in Changjian Mountain. It is absolutely impossible to escape Ji Yuan's eyes.
It's a pity that even at this time, Ji Yuan still couldn't find out who had a problem in Changjian Mountain.
Because of Ji Yuan's words, someone in Changjian Mountain finally lost his temper again. A monk carrying a sword box next to the headmaster of Changjian Mountain looked around, gritted his teeth and was about to take the same plan in the clouds. Yuan was fighting swords, but before he even took a step forward, the master master next to him looked at him.
"Junior brother, are you sure?"
"I don't have much confidence, so I have to fight him tooth and nail!"
The monk replied bitterly, and the headmaster of Changjian Mountain sighed and shook his head.
"Then we have already lost. It doesn't matter. Ji Yuan's swordsmanship has already surpassed the realm of perfection. If he doesn't reach Dongxuan, there is no way he can keep up with Ji Yuan's swordsmanship..."
While sighing, the headmaster of Changjian Mountain walked forward step by step on the clouds.
"Senior brother..." "Headmaster!" "Master!"
"The real person in charge!"
Seeing the headmaster of Changjian Mountain slowly walking towards him, although he was walking steadily on the clouds without any movement of drawing his sword or any sword energy, it gave Ji Yuan the feeling of a sharp edge slowly breaking through the fog.
'finally come! '
Ji Yuan's heart tightened slightly. What he was waiting for was for the Master of Changjian Mountain to take action. A peerless swordsman of the True Immortal level could easily take someone's life. Even Ji Yuan had to deal with it carefully, but Ji Yuan's The external performance is still calm and calm.
Changjian Mountain's master master stirred up waves in his heart. Ji Yuan was undoubtedly the most powerful opponent he had ever encountered so far in his practice, and the victory or defeat in this battle was even more related to the honor of Changjian Mountain. Even if it was based on It was also difficult for him to be in such a state that his mind could still be as calm as water, but by the time he walked in front of Ji Yuan, all distracting thoughts had disappeared.
"Mr. Ji, I, Rong Yun, have come to learn your swordsmanship. Sir, you don't have to hold back!"
Rong Yun bowed his hands towards Ji Yuan, and Ji Yuan looked serious and returned the gesture.
"In a battle with Rong Zhangjiao, Ji Yuan will naturally go all out if he doesn't want to lose his head and body. Please give me some advice!"
The two of them stood facing each other ten feet apart. After saying this, no one took the lead to take action. However, just standing in the air, an extremely depressing aura spread out. It was similar to how ordinary people feel the stuffiness before a summer thunderstorm, but they feel like Much more intense.
Lu Min held his breath, and Haechi's brows were also twitching. In the past, he always only recognized Ji Yuan's sword skills, but this time he had to change his mind. This suppressed aura contained a terrifying edge. Under the suppression, It's as if every breath can cut the lungs.
Sure enough, those who are capable of cultivating and attaining the Tao today must not be underestimated.
And this time, it is very different from Tu Yi's sword duel. This time not only will he not be able to restrain his magic power, but it may not even be impossible to kill him.
Subconsciously, Haechi pulled Lu Min Jiayun back slowly, and many of the monks from Changjian Mountain also made the same move.
The two great immortals fighting each other are both sword immortals, so it is not a wise thing to get too close.
Not long after everyone pushed away, Ji Yuan and Rong Yun suddenly took action together.
"Zheng—" This was the sound of the long sword in Rong Yun's sleeve being unsheathed.
“Buzz—” This is the sharp sound of the Ivy Sword.
The two of them unexpectedly did not dodge or dodge. They drew their swords at each other at the same moment. The targets were all at the middle door. When they were only ten feet away from each other, the two true immortals drew their swords at the same time, almost at the same moment. , the tips of the two swords collided together.
"Bang—"
Two fairy swords, one with ivy wrapped around the handle and one with a white jade scabbard. When the sword tips collide, the infinite sword intent and sword energy instantly form a terrifying storm.
"Wha-wha-"
This was a storm composed of white light. When the wind blew up, everyone could not see clearly the figures of the sword fighting parties. However, soon everyone had no time to care about the sword fighting parties because the terrifying sword wind had already begun. An unimaginable speed hit him.
"careful-"
"Get out of the way!" "Get out of the way—"
The monks on the other side of Changjian Mountain cast spells to counterattack. Some took the initiative to move in front of some people and use their swords to resist, and some worked together to resist. Although the disciples of Changjian Mountain were far away, they were already under the leadership of their elders. Retreat into the restricted mountain gate.
Phew… Phew…
When the storm hits, the ocean waves turn into foam wherever they pass, and the rocks in the sea are like tofu cut by fine fishing nets, turning into pieces or even powder. The sight of the sky and wild fields is swept away, and the clouds and fog dissipate invisible.
As if they realized that the impact of their sword fight with their opponents was too great, Ji Yuan and Rong Yun flew into the sky almost at the same time. Their bodies were completely blurred due to the impact of sword intent and sword energy.
The spectators can only see pieces of sword light shining in it. In addition to seeing it with their eyes, they dare not use their spiritual senses to perceive it, because touching the periphery of the combat range will be crushed by the sword's will, which will easily damage the power of the mind and even the soul.
Ji Yuan's sword movement was the fastest in his life so far, and Rong Yun also experienced the most difficult battle since he attained Taoism.
The violent wind is transformed by the sword's intention. Sometimes the sky turns into white clouds, sometimes it turns into black clouds, and sometimes the black and white merge into the fusion of yin and yang and continue to rotate.
"Rumble..."
Thunder rang out in the clouds, but what was beating was not lightning, but terrifying sword energy, which transformed into thunderbolts in the clouds and kept beating. The sword light and lightning were intertwined and fighting with each other, symbolizing the confrontation between the two great swordsmen. , this kind of intertwined sword light and thunder crashes into the sea, often causing the sea to be cut into terrible ravines silently.
Most of the people watching the battle knew that, let alone intervening in the sword fight, even if they were hit by such a terrifying thunder, it would be difficult for them to survive the sword intact.
Haechi's brows never stopped twitching. He just felt that this sword fighting technique was really extremely dangerous. Anyone who dared to call a formation outside the gate of Changjian Mountain was just a coincidence. With his current level of understanding, he changed places. Don't want to do this.
"Senior Xie, can Mr. Ji win?"
Lu Min's eyes had been stung quite uncomfortably by the sword light. Not only were his eyes red, but he could not help but shed tears occasionally. However, the world's top true immortal level swordsmen fought without reservation. This might not happen once in a thousand years. Even if any sword cultivator I wouldn't want to miss any of the excitement.
Haechi also doesn’t want to miss the fight between Ji Yuan and Rong Yun. The Immortal Dao monk’s reflection on the word “Tao” is far clearer than the simple and crude power struggle in ancient times. As an ancient divine beast, although he was born with a certain There may be some talent for attaining Taoism, but latecomers should not be underestimated.
"I admit that the headmaster of Changjian Mountain is really good, but he still falls short of being able to defeat Ji Yuan."
In the realm of the Tao, some people can reach enlightenment in one day, while some people can't make any progress after thousands of years of hard work. The distance between the two is sometimes very close, but sometimes it is so far that they cannot see the way forward.
"P—" "When—"
There was a sound that stung the eardrums of ordinary people, and the sword energy exploded like a thousand waves. Everyone knew that this sound meant that the two great swordsmen were facing off again, and the sword light that spilled out was already behind the heavy light wheels. It looks like a rainbow on the outside, but this beauty is deadly beauty.
Ji Yuan rides on the wind and transforms into a body like a swimming dragon. Rong Yun's figure changes unpredictably and moves like lightning. Sometimes the swords of both sides are thrown out of hands and fly rapidly, turning into lightning in the wind and clouds. They compete with each other in the sky and sea, and sometimes they are held in the hands of their masters. People and swords unite to fight the enemy together.
Ji Yuan and Rong Yun's hands either formed sword fingers or kept making seals, and all they used were sword moves. As true immortals, how could they not have other means? However, at this time, the two of them had a tacit understanding, and they only used sword skills in unison. .
'not him! '
At this point in the sword fight, Ji Yuan already understood that Rong Yun was not the person he was looking for. He exchanged blows again and tried to end the sword fight.
Since it is not Rong Yun, there will be no result if the fight continues like this. If Ji Yuan wins, Changjianshan will have no place to lose face, and it is even more inappropriate to lose. In this case, at the end of the day, he may suffer a huge loss of vitality from a sword. , in the worst case, he may even die.
"Master Rong, if you and I continue to fight, there will be no result."
"What? Didn't Mr. Ji come to our Changjian Mountain to raise an army to question the crime? How could we not decide the winner or loser!"
Ji Yuan had enough energy to speak, and Rong Yun was also able to speak, and the edge of his sword was even stronger.
"Ji only chases the scum and has no intention of fighting to the death with Master Rong!"
"You have said the cruel words, you have said the good words, Rong has only one sentence, no matter the outcome, don't stop!"
Although Rong Yun drew his sword with anger and was merciless, at the same time, there was no hearty joy in it. It had been many years, how many years had he not been able to strike with all his strength like this, and he didn't have to have No scruples!
What's even more rare is the experience of swordsmanship! Ji Yuan wants to stop? Sorry, whether it’s for Shanmen’s face or for myself, there’s no way!
Ji Yuan boosted his spirit. Since Rong Yun wanted to fight, let's fight. Why couldn't he have fun? His sword skills were more free and easy, and he no longer had to worry about anything. As a pure swordsman standing at the top of the world, Rong Yun should have seen it. The wonder of swordsmanship transformed into the ultimate way of heaven and earth.
The next moment, Rong Yun suddenly discovered that Ji Yuan's sword had changed!
The green vine fairy sword has changed from its previous powerful killing power, but has vitality contained in the sword light. The sword light turns into a dragon and comes to life. The four seasons and weather around it appear, and the wind and clouds change...
Rong Yun felt that he still had some strength left and wanted to continue fighting with Ji Yuan with swords, but it was difficult to produce the same sword fighting as before when he kept fighting with Ji Yuan.
'My sword... cannot touch him'
This is just a feeling, not real. In fact, Ji Yuan is still fighting with Rong Yun, and the sword moves and sword techniques have not stopped. However, the feeling in Rong Yun's heart is getting stronger and stronger, as if he is holding a sword. , but placed in heaven and earth.
This is a spiritual feeling, a sense of one's own... insignificance!
"Zheng—"
The two fairy swords collided together again, and the swords slid past. What was caused by the friction was not sparks but sword light. Ji Yuan and Rong Yun held the fairy swords and passed by each other. They stood ten feet away with their backs to each other. Ji Yuan Holding the sword behind his back, Rong Yun's long sword is hanging down and pointing diagonally at the sea.
The two greatest swordsmen in the world stopped.
A more tense emotion than before the battle arose in the hearts of all the spectators.
'Who's winning? '