Above the Seventh Realm is already a master of the world, and the real rebel has his own extraordinary bearing. Most of the Seventh Realm masters in the world have never seen Bai Shanshui and the legendary Mr. Zhao Si, but most of them They all knew that they were no match for Bai Shanshui and Mr. Zhao Si.
It's not a matter of skills and sword scriptures.
There has never been the strongest sword scripture, only stronger people.
The reason why only Bai Shanshui of Yunshui Palace and Mr. Zhao Si of Zhao Jianlu are recognized as extraordinary existences in the countless places of practice in the Wei Dynasty and Zhao Dynasty is because they are the strongest people themselves, and they have the unimaginable abilities of ordinary people. boldness.
When Bai Shanshui and Mr. Zhao Si meet each other once, is it an ordinary duel between the seven realms
Listening to Bai Shanshui's slow words, Zhao Si still stood with his hands behind his back, but the white clouds above the river suddenly turned red and turned into fiery clouds.
Bai Shanshui stretched out his hand expressionlessly.
The turbulent river in front of him suddenly stopped flowing.
Half of the river was broken, not separated by a powerful force, but pulled by a mountain-like vitality of heaven and earth, forming a whirling green pool in front of him.
Countless aquatic plants at the bottom of the river were exposed to the sun, and countless fish and shrimp jumped in the dehydrated sand in confusion and panic, not knowing what happened.
Seeing half of the river turning into a green pool and the bottom of the river turning into a wilderness, Mr. Zhao Si's eyes revealed an expression of appreciation.
"My generation likes to learn swords, and lived in the cold pool for ten years."
He first chanted a sentence of Bai Shanshui's battle in Changling, then looked at Bitan who began to exude amazing sword intent, and said in admiration: "It seems that this is what you have cultivated in ten years." The sword of fate."
Bai Shanshui didn't answer, but a dark green flame rose from Bitan.
A dark green long sword was pulled out from the Bitan and fell into his hand.
After the sword was withdrawn from the Bitan, the Bitan that was spinning in front of him lost its spirit, instantly turned into mortal water, and scattered into the surrounding riverbed that had lost water.
The fish and shrimp felt that the surrounding world was once again filled with the water they depended on for survival. Instead of feeling happy about it, they fled the waters even more fearfully.
The dark green of the long sword is deeper and brighter than any gemstone, but inside it is black and white, vaguely showing the image of white mountains and black waters.
Holding the sword in his hand, Bai Shanshui stared at Zhao Si indifferently, and said, "I have my sword in hand, now I should show you your sword."
Zhao Si nodded, then raised his head to look at the endless sky, and said: "Then you will take my sword."
Feeling something in Bai Shanshui's heart, he also looked up at the endless sky above.
Above the endless sky beyond the reach of anyone's eyesight is the increasingly rarefied vitality of heaven and earth. At the height where the vitality of heaven and earth is so thin that it almost disappears completely, there are many wonderful arcs of light, many disordered vitality of stars, the real fire of the sun, Extreme cold and extreme heat filled it.
There is a piece of red sword, floating in it quietly, accepting the scour and tempering of extreme cold and extreme heat, like a constant star moving forward along the established track, but there is a heart in it. Nian is connected with Zhao Si.
With such a lofty mind, even the natal sword flies in the endless sky like a star, naturally few people can understand what Mr. Zhao Si said about sacrificing one's life to seek the Tao.
Only at this moment, the little sword seemed to wake up, before it accelerated, countless crimson flames burst out, and then it began to fall at a terrifying speed.
The fierce friction between the crimson flame and the vitality of heaven and earth made the flame even more turbulent.
In just a fraction of a breath of time, the layer of real fire outside the sword body has become pure and colorless, and under the impact of terrifying speed, squeezed by the vitality of the surrounding world, it has turned into a layer of glass-like substance , tightly attached to the blade.
However, the fire light outside the sword body turned deep red and became more and more intense. When the fire cloud that really passed through the river surface appeared in Bai Shanshui's line of sight, it had already turned into a cloud drawn out by more than ten people. A huge crimson fireball with a long flame tail.
Such a fireball can be seen from many high places in Changling.
At a star observatory in the Daqin Imperial Palace, a historian saw such meteors in the daytime, and his face changed in horror, "The stars fall in the daytime, and their color is dark red, they are demon stars!"
Above the river, the wind howled.
Mr. Zhao Si's sword was still tens of feet away from the river, and the river water at the foot of Baishanshui had been scorched layer by layer, turning into steam with terrifying heat.
Real shock appeared in Bai Shanshui's eyes.
Seeing such a sword, he was convinced that the legend of the old master Zhao Jianlu who burned the lake with a sword in the Qin-Zhao War was true.
This is a sword that truly contains the furnace of heaven and earth, the real fire of stars, but he doesn't think he will lose.
This is a big river connected to the sea, not a closed lake.
He took a deep breath, and a unique vitality of heaven and earth in his body was released sharply, falling into the river water under his feet.
His whole body seemed to be connected with the whole Weihe River.
He swung his sword towards the demon star-like fire ball.
Thousands of hectares of blue waves surged from the surface of the river, and the terrifying vitality of heaven and earth was summoned from a distance, but it did not walk in the sky, but swept in the deep water, really like a dragon sneaking in the water, and finally merged into the dark green long sword in his hand.
White mountains and black waters emerge from the sword body, like a unique world.
The sword energy of the two colors changed rapidly in front of him. First, it formed a huge white coiled snake, opened its huge mouth, and bit into the falling fire ball like an eclipse. The black behind the white condensed into a huge black turtle.
The vitality of the white snake and black tortoise echoes with the stars in the sky, and the changes of yin and yang are the meaning of basalt for both offense and defense.
The moment the white coiled snake opened its mouth, a cloud of icy green sword energy billowed in cold light, instantly extinguishing most of the crimson fireball.
Zhao Si's eyes also began to emit a fanatical brilliance.
The small sword in the center of the crimson fire group suddenly cut countless lines in the air according to his intention, and instantly poured out thousands of glazed crystal lights, and when the two collided, all the cold green sword lights were immediately eliminated.
There was a crackling sound.
The white snake held his little sword in its mouth, but it couldn't stop it at all, instead it exploded inch by inch from the snake's head.
Bai Shanshui groaned softly.
Groups of black evil vitality rose up like clouds, but in an instant, all the water and fire disappeared, only a thin ring of water mist scattered on the river surface, Bai Shanshui held a thick green long sword, To the front of Mr. Zhao Si.
Bai Shanshui stabbed out with a sword.
The sword he stabbed at Mr. Zhao Si did not have any brilliant light and shadow, but when the sword was thrust out, the waves on the entire river disappeared, and the entire river was completely dead silent at this moment.
This is his truly powerful sword. It not only contains his strongest spirit, but also coincides with the flow of water and heaven.
Mr. Zhao Si gave a light snort.
But he just let out a light sigh, and the small sword with a layer of glass-like fire flowing on it fell in front of him at this moment, and he held the small sword very simply, and also slashed at it. The white mountains and waters pierced out.
There was a loud bang.
The small sword in Mr. Zhao Si's hand intersected with Bai Shanshui's dark green long sword, releasing infinite heat.
Mr. Zhao Si's face was condensed, as if he was in the blacksmith shop back then.
Facing the flow of a large river, it seemed that all the fires in the blacksmith shop were going to be extinguished, but a scene from the past appeared in his mind.
In the torrential rain, an unruly man with vicissitudes of life swung down a red-hot hammer, splashing countless sparks.
In the next moment, he put the red-hot hammer and the sword blade he had just struck into the water under the eaves.
With a snort.
The red hammer and sword became black and cold, and at this time, a real sound sounded in front of Zhao Si, the heat of the small sword in his hand disappeared, and it turned into a dark and cold heavy iron, and continued to move forward.
The thick green long sword in Bai Shanshui's hand suddenly shook, and his whole body flew backwards.
His feet never left the water, and as his figure floated up, a huge tide suddenly rolled up on the river.
Mr. Zhao Si's figure didn't move, the small sword in his hand returned to crimson red, and slowly hung down.
His clothes were in disarray, and countless black hairs flowed behind his head. Shockingly, he actually revealed his female appearance.
What was even more shocking was Bai Shanshui. There were countless cracking sounds from his body, and the white fox fur coat was ripped apart, revealing a white piece of snow on his chest, and there was a deep ravine.
Following his figure a few steps back, the torn fox fur coat was scattered, and his figure was graceful, where there was no usual masculinity. It was clearly a tall and beautiful woman.
Mr. Zhao Si did not change his expression, looked at Bai Shanshui and said, "It turns out that the most rebellious and rebellious Bai Shanshui in the world is actually a woman."
Bai Shanshui's breath was scattered for a while, revealing his true face, at this moment his face was covered with frost, and he said, "Aren't you the same?"
Zhao Si glanced at her indifferently, and said: "There are many women in Zhaodi, and the men in Zhaodi have almost died before Zhao's extermination. The rest are mostly women, which is normal."
Bai Shanshui took a deep breath, although he didn't use his true essence to control his posture and regained the image of a woman, but he was still full of heroism, with an unspeakable charm.
Her face also calmed down, she looked at Zhao Si indifferently, and said: "It seems that from now on, I can only call you Miss Zhao Si."
Zhao Si retorted and said: "Before I entered the school, I was called Zhao Miao, but I don't know what Miss Bai's name is. Compared with Bai Shanshui, it just means White Mountain and Black Water, not your real name."
Bai Shanshui's eyes were filled with embarrassment, but she still gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, "My name is Bai Lu."
Zhao Si said calmly: "Bailu is frost, a good name."
Bai Shanshui sneered and said: "Although you beat me halfway, it is absolutely impossible to keep me. Do you think you can humiliate me verbally?"
Zhao Si shook his head and said calmly, "I was just an accident."
After saying this, she looked at Changling in the distance, and said slowly: "Changling is the place where real dragons are bred, and the strongest practitioners in the world come from Changling. Does this sentence really make sense? ... It seems that you have had some chances in Changling these days, otherwise I don't think I can beat you by more than half a move."
The corner of Bai Shanshui's mouth trembled slightly, she knew what Zhao Si said was the truth.
The river surged with her mood, but at this time, there was another white and graceful figure on the river.