Ye Cheng enshrined and sighed, "Juggernaut disciple, it is impossible to win... unless he also has a magic weapon, such as 'Linyuan'."
The big names watching this battle all have the same idea.
In the face of the power of the wind and rain sword itself, which weapon after the end of the law can compete
Does Yin Biyue have Linyuan
of course not.
The Linyuan Sword has long been recast by the Sword Saint into 'Spring Mountain Smile' and 'Autumn Wind Li', which is well known in the world.
In the siege of wind and rain, Yin Biyue looked up at the sky.
The thick clouds in the sky are surging, as if the night has come early, driving away the dusk.
The black cloud overwhelms the city, and the city is about to be destroyed.
The strong wind blew the icy rain on his face, and he didn't seem to feel it, because his heart was colder.
Is this God's will
It was clearly only a moment, but countless pictures flashed by.
Years ago, the villain's life was not fulfilled, the Cangya Mountain with vast clouds, the school and the man in the mansion full of locust trees, the floating sea with blue sea and clear waves, Yecheng with golden lanterns...
On the roof, the bright moon falls in the autumn lake, the night wind is slightly cold, and the aroma of wine is mixed.
Then he said he wanted to live a good life.
This rain, is the sky killing me
But I didn't come to this world to follow the will of God.
Under the sword's edge, Yin Biyue looked at the sky and smiled lightly.
Yihujian vibrated slightly, and seemed to laugh out loud.
Sword body straight cut!
This sword will not cut Zhongshan, nor cut wind and rain!
Cut straight to the sky!
Slash towards the top black cloud!
"boom-"
The faces of the people in the stands changed.
The disciples in the audience were caught off guard and hurriedly closed their eyes, but the brilliance was so bright that it seemed to pass through the eyelids and shine directly into the sea of consciousness.
Ten thousand feet of light converges on this sword!
It's like pulling a round of the sun back into the world!
Chongming Mountain, as bright as day!
There was no rain in Yecheng, only sporadic raindrops flew in the wind from the foot of Chongming Mountain. The people in the city only felt a lightning strike in the sky, but the light lingered for a long time, and it became brighter and brighter.
They pushed open the window, came to the courtyard, held umbrellas and gathered on the long street, looking inconceivably in the direction of Zhongming Mountain.
The light became more and more dazzling, and the flow of people on the street began to flee in all directions. Some people ran to their homes, and some people ran to the entrance of the dungeon. The woman covered the eyes of the crying child in her arms and ran into the shops on the street.
The black armored guards run in the streets,
"Don't panic! Folding flowers will be played normally! The formation in the city is intact! Don't panic!—"
The people in the city finally felt relieved when they saw the familiar black armor.
The brilliance still hasn't gone out.
Between the gaps in the black clouds, there is actually a golden light shining through!
Yin Biyue raised his sword and stood in the bright light, retreating three feet from the wind and rain!
Elder Bao Puzong recognized the sword and screamed, "Blue Sky and White Sun Sword!—"
The next moment, something even more incredible happened.
The golden light behind the cloud became brighter and brighter, and it even fell on the ring through the heavy rain.
Then the thick clouds quickly dissipated around, and the shadow of the setting sun was revealed in a blink of an eye.
The rain stopped in a breath.
The big man in the world looked at the direction of Yunyang City in the Central Land in shock.
Can't figure out what happened to the saints today
In the school, Mr. Zhang Yuan made a new pot of tea. His fingers trembled invisibly.
On the terrace of the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Zhiqiu walked down.
Thousands of miles away, Baopu Zong crossed the top of the mountain, and the old man with his sleeves glanced in the direction of Zhonglu, his eyes slightly cold. But nothing is done.
The wind, rain and light all dissipated.
The blood on the corner of Yin Biyue's mouth dripped on the ring.
Zhong Shan was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a sword in his hand.
The blood was red and the water accumulated in front of the body.
Why break the storm
Only light.
Only the blue sky and white sun sword.
Six hundred years ago, Juggernaut used this sword to abolish Baopuzong's Supreme Elder.
Six hundred years later, Yin Biyue used this sword to break through the besieged city of Zhongshan.
The sky seems to have been split open by the sword light, with clear distinctions between Jing and Wei.
On one side is the magnificent red glow in the sunset, like a raging flame, and on the other side is the rich blue after the rain, like a dark ink.
Such a spectacle, but no one appreciates it.
The venue was dead silent.
As Luo Mingchuan flew towards the ring, everyone woke up.
I don’t know who exclaimed first, like cold water splashing into a frying pan, and the foot of Chongming Mountain shook!
Countless people started cheering. They didn't know what they were cheering. They were just excited and couldn't express their emotions. A burst of long howls echoed in the field, straight to the sky, dripping with joy, and it turned out that after watching this battle, there was a faint sign of a breakthrough!
The disciples of Cangya Mountain and Qinglu Sword Sect rushed to the stage; Xingshan Temple, Jikong Temple has Buddhist practitioners who are proficient in medical theory, and hurried to the stage to check the wounds; several elders in the east stand took out their treasured elixir, but found that there was no medicine. Duan Chongxuan feeds the two of them in good condition.
In the chaos of the army, Yin Biyue's eyes only saw overlapping shadows. The voice in my ear was noisy, but I couldn't hear it clearly.
His sea of consciousness was chaotic, and the tear-like pain ran over every inch of bone meridians. His body had already reached the limit, but he still kept his eyes open, holding the sword tightly, unwilling to relax.
until you fall into a warm embrace.
Feel the familiar warmth and breath.
He finally lost his legs and passed out with peace of mind.
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The dark clouds are gone, the light is clear.
If it weren't for the accumulation of water on the ground, it is almost impossible to think that it had rained before half a cup of tea.
From Yecheng to the five continents of the world, many big figures are still silent.
The fight was ups and downs, almost dramatic.
There are two young geniuses wielding swords in the bright, and two sub-sages confrontation in the dark. Waving your sleeves and throwing a light, change the world.
Everyone thought that Yin Biyue could not win.
Unless he can have a magic weapon like 'Linyuan', which can compete with the wind and rain sword.
As a result, he really had a magic weapon.
After a long time, someone said, "Yihujian, what is the origin?"
The elder of the Qinglu Sword Sect slowly shook his head and whispered to himself, "Is that sword really 'Yihu'?"
Many people don't understand why Yasheng Yushi would take action. After all, his realm is too high, and it is only a subtle movement that may be detected by the Tao of Heaven, and cause and effect must be taken into account. It's just a flower-folding party, and in the eyes of a sage who stands above the ground, it should be a trivial matter.
Some people speculate that it is because Yin Biyue's sword 'Rising Sun in the East' is extremely true, too similar to 'Blue Sky and White Sun'.
It reminded him of the humiliating past on the Bahe River, the one-sided massacre, Bao Puzong killed five elders, and one was alive, but he was also a waste.
Even if someone guessed it, they would not declare it, because the grievances between saints are important matters in the sky, and they dare not talk about it.
But who knows, Yu Shi didn't want to see 'the rising sun', but Yin Biyue resorted to the real 'blue sky and white sun'.
Under the wrong circumstances, he actually slapped the saint in the face obscurely.
This is an incredible thing that I can't even think about.
The attitude of Mr. Zhang Yuan is also worth pondering.
Many people think that he can make a move without hesitation, and he is indeed the best friend of the Juggernaut against the strongest sub-sage in the world.
No matter how many tides there are in the dark, the two protagonists have the most direct impact on this battle.
Before this battle, when people mentioned Yin Biyue's name, they would call him 'Sword Saint disciple Yin Biyue'.
But now, he finally has his own name - 'Yin Biyue'.
This fight has been recorded in many classics and left for future generations to refer to, called 'Half the city is wind and rain, half the city is lake'.
Although Zhong Shan broke a rib, his meridians were not injured, and there were no hidden dangers that would affect his future practice. After being in a coma for seven days, his realm did not drop but increased, and he directly entered the Hinayana realm.
No matter how noisy the outside world is, it has nothing to do with Luo Mingchuan.
He is now standing beside Yin Biyue's bed, holding his wrist. Input the true essence continuously. His eyes were dark, like the abyss of the sea.
Yin Biyue wakes up from time to time and sleeps, always feeling like a hot spring gurgling through her meridians, making her whole body warm. It's so comfortable, I just can't get enough sleep.
Every time I opened my eyes, I saw Luo Mingchuan beside the bed, and sometimes Duan Chongxuan was there.
When he spurned himself for being too lazy and wanted to get up, Luo Mingchuan smiled and said, "It's okay to rest for a while."
So seven days passed.