The unparalleled swordsmanship was born out of the divine universe.
It is the ultimate swordsmanship inspired by the old man Shiting who guards the tomb of the gods in the tragic place deep in the universe.
To this day, it is Jian Wushuang’s most powerful sword!
When the whole way of swordsmanship is completely perfect, he will instantly become a swordsman!
And all the sword intent of Jian Wushuang basically comes from Wushuang Kendo.
Unparalleled swordsmanship has indeed gone through the tempering of blood and fire before it can grow to what it is today.
All of this was guessed by the young man in black at this moment, which made Jian Wushuang feel shocked and vigilant.
After saying those words, the young man in black directly clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist, his whole body aura completely restrained.
He said in a deep voice, "So, from now on, I will go all out. Don't think that I will lower my strength to fight you, including the realm of Yan Li. I will not lower it even a little bit."
Jian Wushuang nodded and said softly, "Of course, I won't hide my strength."
The young man in black said, "That's it."
As the last word fell, thousands of sword intentions suddenly burst out from under his feet.
The sword's intention was like a rainbow, penetrating through the heaven and earth, causing the entire Immortal Palace to be shaken.
Immediately afterwards, Immortal Lord Guangyue, who was sitting on the jade throne, waved his hand and lowered the endless moonlight, which directly turned into a barrier and enveloped the two.
With this barrier as the center, a martial arts arena was formed, allowing them to freely fight without destroying the fairy palace.
Cang Ting, who had black hair and white clothes, couldn't help but show satisfaction when he saw this scene.
His disciples were truly astonished. Just the sword intent they released formed a suppressing force and controlled the entire aura almost immediately.
In a competition between swordsmen, the first moment when the sword is drawn is extremely important. The so-called starting point can already determine the situation of the battle in a certain way.
Cang Ting immediately looked at Yan Hui and saw that instead of showing any worry, he was looking at this scene with a smile, which made him feel angry.
This battle, even if it were won, would be extremely disgraceful.
Thinking of this, Cang Ting couldn't help but sneer and said, "You want to fight even though you know you are defeated. You, the master, really don't care about the life and death of your apprentice. If my apprentice had been more aggressive, I'm afraid there wouldn't be a need to tell the winner."
Yan Hui's expression suddenly turned cold when he heard this, but then he returned to his normal state, "Based on your apprentice's inferior swordsmanship, it is simply wishful thinking to seriously injure my apprentice!"
"Oh, are you that confident?" Cangting said playfully.
"When did I, the Sword Immortal, never have confidence?" When Yan Hui said this, he stepped on the document and uttered a shocking sentence with the utmost arrogance.
"If my disciple doesn't beat the shit out of your disciple today, then it will be considered as if your disciple has shit it out today!!"
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Vulgar, yes, too vulgar.
The Immortal Palace was deathly silent, and all the people in white clothes had their mouths twitching, including the eyes of Immortal Lord Guangyue who was sitting on the jade throne.
"Yan Hui, you are so presumptuous!"
Cangting slapped it hard, smashing the slipper made of the immortal osmanthus tree into pieces, then straightened up, his face as sinking as water.
This was a naked humiliation. If he hadn't been in the Immortal Palace, he would have already drawn his sword!
Yan Hui curled his lips and said, "I'm not impudent. Why, is it no longer possible to tell the truth now?"
"Are you so confident that your apprentice will win?"
"Why, I don't believe that my disciple wins, so do I believe that your disciple wins?"
"Then how about we impose some conditions?" Cangting said trying his best to suppress his anger.
"What conditions?" Yan Hui raised his eyebrows and asked.
Cangting said coldly, "If my disciple wins, your swordsmanship will belong to me. If your disciple wins, my swordsmanship will belong to you. How about it?" Before Yan Hui could speak, Guangyue Xian was sitting on the jade throne. Jun already looked solemn and stopped him repeatedly, "No, this condition is absolutely not allowed!"
"I think this condition is pretty good, but I have to add one more thing to this condition," Yan Hui smiled quietly, "If my disciple wins, I will tell you the secret of how your disciple ascended to the Dayan Immortal Realm. I."
Cangting was startled, his face slightly unnatural, but he finally agreed.
Once this condition is settled, it cannot be changed. Even if Guangyue Immortal Lord is worried and angry, it will be of no use.
And the reason why she was worried and angry was entirely because these two rivals actually gambled their swordsmanship for this competition between apprentices.
This is really a bit fatal.
You must know that after reaching the level of sword immortal or even quasi-sword immortal, the competition between them will determine the outcome of life and death in a matter of millimeters.
Often just one movement is enough to determine life or death.
As for the original swordsmanship of a swordsman, once it is fully known by an evenly matched opponent, there is only one way to die.
These two seemingly ordinary conditions are actually a bet on the life of a swordsman and a quasi-swordsman!
This is what makes Immortal Guangyue nervous and dignified.
And she has already made a decision in her heart. No matter what the final result is, she will not let the two reveal their swordsmanship!
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Jian Wushuang and the young man in black, completely enveloped by the moonlight, did not hear the conversations outside at all.
There was only each other in their eyes and ears.
At this moment, the aura revealed by the young man in black was completely different from the one he had released before, rich and vigorous.
This made Jian Wushuang feel as if he was not facing a swordsman, but a sword, a heavy sword without an edge or a scabbard!
Next, he was more sure of his thoughts.
The young man in black drew a sword from his back, a dark heavy sword.
It can no longer be described as a sword, it can be described as a heavy ruler or even an iron plate.
Without the edge of the sword, it is like a thick heavy ruler.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were solemn. Those who could use this kind of heavy sword were all swordsmen who had perfected their swordsmanship to the peak.
A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.
Without the edge of the sword, it has greater lethality. Jian Wushuang is even sure that ordinary Yanxian cannot even take this sword!
At this moment, the young man in black seemed to be completely integrated with the heavy sword in his hand, and his eyes turned completely black.
"The greatest respect for you is to let you kneel completely under my sword."
Jian Wushuang shrugged, and an invisible sword condensed in his right hand at this moment.
This is the embodiment of Wushuang swordsmanship, with sword patterns flowing slowly.
Cangting, who was watching this scene from a distance, had a serious look in his eyes.
Invisible without a sword, this boy is not simple!
Yan Hui was so proud that his chin almost went up to the sky.
He once had a brief sword discussion with Jian Wushuang. Although there were only two swords, he really felt the atmosphere of real swordsmanship.
'My disciple might be able to beat you, an old guy like you, let alone your disciple who is not even as good as you...'
(End of chapter)