The moment he saw the wooden sword break, Ye Shubai's temperament suddenly changed.
Even Shang Wuyang was slightly puzzled by such an obvious difference. His deep eyes quickly glanced at the crudely made wooden sword, but the conclusion he came to was still the same. This was not a great sword, but just a cheap wooden sword.
A sword cultivator's sword is more important than his life, so many sword cultivators spend their entire lives collecting all kinds of natural treasures just to forge an unparalleled sword.
In the Dongxuan Sect, even young children who have just learned to hold a sword know this truth. They can endure the strict sect rules and the poor life of an ascetic monk, but they cannot endure holding a bad sword. Shang Wuyang's own sword is made of cold and dark iron that Shangxuan Immortal Venerable has slowly collected for him in the myriad worlds. It is naturally yin and most suitable for the law of killing. This is a good sword.
As for Ye Shubai's sword, if it were thrown into the Dongxuan Sect, it would probably only be used as firewood.
The swordsman reacted so strongly, could it be that this sword has some other secret
However, before Shang Wuyang could investigate, Ye Shubai, who was standing opposite him, had already stepped into the air along the path of ascension light. The white shirt of this sword cultivator was rustling in the wind. Although he only had a broken sword in his hand, a sword intent that looked down on the world suddenly burst out of his body. After a clear cry of a phoenix, a golden and red flame seemed to ignite at the broken part of the sword, half real and half virtual. The scorching fire was reflected on half of his face, revealing an unprecedented enchanting beauty.
"Sword will takes shape."
Shang Wuyang said the name of this move in a calm voice, and in his heart he felt a certain degree of recognition for this swordsman.
It is not easy to cultivate the sword spirit into a shape even in the upper realm. It not only requires excellent talent in swordsmanship, but also requires the opportunity for sudden enlightenment.
Of course, he also had his sword intent incarnate, which was the shadowless sword intent that he had used to kill Wen Yun before. The countless souls imprisoned in it made his sword intent so murderous that it seemed to be able to condense into substance. Every time the sword was swung down, if it hit the opponent, it would not only hurt the body, but even the opponent's soul would be torn apart by these resentful souls.
Ye Shubai didn't even blink. The sword intent flying towards him seemed like a rainstorm, so dense that it was dazzling.
But even if it was a rain curtain, as long as the sword in his hand was swung faster, it could be cut off completely.
Ye Shubai's mind had entered a state of profound clarity. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was a child. At that time, the four masters each had their own way of cultivation, but they were unwilling to submit to each other. They just forced him to do his best in mathematics, and some even used an almost harsh method to teach him sword skills in order to prove that their own teaching method was better.
At the beginning, it was the master who asked him to cut the fallen leaves in autumn. The old man sat on the tall plum tree, shaking the tree desperately and shouting orders to Ye Shubai, saying that not a single complete yellow leaf should be allowed to fall to the ground.
As a result, when the first snow of winter fell, the second master drew a circle and asked Ye Shubai to stand in it to cut the snow, making sure not a single snowflake fell into the circle.
It took the young boy Ye Shubai an entire winter to reach this state. The snow in the yard piled up to his calf height, except for the circle where he was standing which was dry soil. Fortunately, it was heavy snow that fell on the last day. If it was just fine snow seeds, he would have to wait for another winter.
After cutting through the snow for a whole winter, Ye Shubai's swordsmanship improved greatly, so much so that even the old swordsmen in the sect who had practiced swordsmanship for a hundred years felt ashamed of themselves.
But the masters are not human beings. When the spring weather gets warm, they start to cut the slanting spring rain; when the summer thunderstorm comes, they let them cut the rainstorm in the pouring rain.
Ye Shubai closed his eyes lightly, listening carefully to the sound of countless swords breaking through the air. When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be a clear light inside.
The wooden sword in his hand was only half, but it did not affect his sword-drawing speed at all. The moment those cold and vengeful souls flew towards his face, they were submerged by the faster sword light. The power of life and death contained in it was like the blazing flames of the phoenix, burning all the vengeful souls that were touched.
Those souls that were trapped in the sword intent and unable to escape had long lost consciousness, leaving only a trace of resentment before death. However, as Ye Shubai swung his sword, those resentments also melted into this world like the soft snowflakes that fell on the tip of his sword in the past.
This is the true way of kendo.
Even though Shang Wuyang's cultivation was better than Ye Shubai's, at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of hopelessness in his heart, which made him inexplicably restless.
This feeling was extremely unfamiliar before, but he had experienced it not long ago. Yes, the feeling when facing Ye Shubai was really like the feeling when facing Wen Yun.
Obviously Shang Wuyang's cultivation was higher than these two people, and his combat experience was much stronger than theirs according to his age. Even the sword he used was far superior to the cheap things in their hands. But for some reason, when facing Wen Yun, Shang Wuyang's every attack was predicted and avoided by her in advance, and when facing Ye Shubai, his every sword intent would be blocked by the opponent at a faster speed.
Why can’t I even kill these two little guys who just entered the Ascension Realm!
Elder Zhang, who flew up behind Shang Wuyang, also had a changed expression. He had seen Shang Wuyang's swordsmanship, although he had only caught a glimpse of it at a sword-testing meeting within the sect many years ago, but he was still frightened by the power of that sword.
However, now Ye Shubai, a newcomer who had just ascended to heaven, could actually fight with Shang Wuyang in sword moves and remain undefeated. Even if he had endured one hundred and twenty heavenly thunders, this was too much!
What’s even more terrifying is that while Ye Shubai was resisting Shang Wuyang’s sword intent, he was also constantly approaching him!
Seeing that Shang Wuyang was about to lose, Elder Zhang no longer hesitated. He did not dare to step forward, but continued to throw various attack magic weapons and talismans in the direction of Ye Shubai. Elder Zhang was originally the guardian elder responsible for protecting Shang Wuyang. When he left the sect, he brought countless treasures with him, and now all of them came in handy.
At this moment, Ye Shubai had already forced Shang Wuyang to step into the void. Those magic weapons that exploded suddenly lit up countless beautiful fireworks in the cold and boundless void, and various attributes attacked Ye Shubai. He was originally able to attack and defend freely, but this sudden sneak attack disrupted his rhythm. Several high-level magic weapons exploded around him, and Shang Wuyang took advantage of the situation to use countless sword intents again, which was basically forcing him to death!
Ye Shubai's sword moves did not retreat at all, and the sword energy was surging, attacking directly towards Shang Wuyang. He was ready to withstand these attacks and kill this genius from the Dongxuan Realm!
At this moment, the void in front of the three people became distorted, and a deep crack seemed to be torn open by human hands.
In an instant, a golden holy light barrier enveloped Ye Shubai, and the magic weapons and talismans that were flying towards him exploded in front of his eyes, causing countless ripples in the barrier. However, although it looked fragile, it was terrifyingly tenacious and never collapsed, always lingering around Ye Shubai to protect him.
It is indeed the law of space.
His previous feeling in the Yunhai Tower was not wrong. The reason why this girl was able to dodge all his attacks was because she had insight into the power of space.
Shang Wuyang frowned slightly. After seeing Wen Yun, he remembered the unpleasant experience in Yunhai Tower.
He knew that he couldn't hit Wen Yun, so in order to make up his mind, he raised his sword without thinking and slashed at Ye Shubai, who was closest to him. This sword was infused with his greatest cultivation. The holy light protection barrier barely lasted for three moments under the stimulation of the source power of the peak ascension realm, but it quickly disappeared.
Seeing Ye Shubai's helper appear, Elder Zhang cried out inwardly that something was not right. He knew that if something happened to Shang Wuyang, he would not be able to survive even if he returned to Dongxuan Realm. Now he could no longer care about cherishing his own life, and could only bite the bullet and draw his sword to attack Ye Shubai.
However, another person intercepted him first.
"Shameless Dongxuan dog, how dare you hurt my disciple!"
Looking at each other so closely, Elder Zhang immediately recognized who this person was and shouted, "It's you, the traitor!"
The mud on Master Su Yuan's face had been washed clean at some point long ago, and even his usually sloppy clothes had been changed into a neat stone-blue suit. His graying temples showed the frost of time, but his eyes were shockingly bright. In a trance, he had become the talented swordsman who had aroused the jealousy of many cultivators from the upper realms.
Master Su Yuan snorted coldly and scolded: "The Dongxuan Sect has taken away my laws, erased my memory, and even tried to train me to be their dog! I am not a traitor to the Dongxuan Sect, but a mortal enemy of the Dongxuan Sect. Sooner or later, I will overthrow all of you!"
Elder Zhang didn't think about it in this regard at first. He always believed that remarkable young people like Ye Shubai and Wen Yun must be from some hidden clan, or be the heirs carefully trained by a large sect. But after Master Su Yuan showed up and he heard the title "disciple", he immediately understood the identities of the two men.
They are the pariahs of the underworld!
Elder Zhang looked a little dazed, and the hand holding the sword somehow became weak. He couldn't believe that these two people had such origins. He couldn't believe that two untouchables from the lower world could actually defeat Shang Wuyang like this!
He was in a state of panic at the moment, and screamed angrily: "How dare a mere lowly person insult our clan..."
Master Su Yuan recalled the news he had heard before leaving Dongxuan Sect, and couldn't help but sneer: "You keep calling me a lowly person, but how do you know that you might be a person from the lower world?!"
Elder Zhang's mind was shaken.
He is the guardian elder. As the name suggests, he is the one who protects those talented disciples. In fact, his status is only slightly higher than that of ordinary disciples. He is like a slave in front of those direct disciples. Just like now, Shang Wuyang is facing danger. According to the rules of Dongxuan Sect, he has to use his life to protect Shang Wuyang.
However, his talent when he was young was actually no worse than those direct disciples, but he never became a direct disciple, and the resources he was able to get were also mediocre. He always comforted himself that it might be because he failed to catch the eyes of the venerables in the sect, and secretly thought that being an elder was actually not bad.
But after wasting thousands of years like this, when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't even remember how he entered the Dongxuan Sect!
Elder Zhang was in a daze for only a moment, and soon he raised his sword again and stabbed at Master Su Yuan, leaving no room for maneuver. He used all his strength and roared, "How can I be compared to you lowly people?!"
Master Su Yuan sighed coldly, "You are so stubborn!" and responded with the ancient sword in his hand. He showed no mercy and stabbed the tip of the sword towards the opponent's exposed flaw. Although he looked unruly, he had never neglected the way of the sword. This time, when he showed his sword, he was not weaker than the opponent.
While they were talking here, Wen Yun and Ye Shubai over there had already joined forces to deal with Shang Wuyang.
Shang Wuyang seemed to be a natural fighting weapon. His fighting awareness was terribly strong, and coupled with his cultivation at the peak of the Ascension Period, if Wen Yun had not suddenly realized the law of time and forcibly reversed time to take action first, he would probably have died under his sword.
At this moment, every attack from Shang Wuyang was aimed at Ye Shubai's vital point. His killing rule was fully exerted. His cold eyes were oozing with scarlet blood, making him look weird and scary.
There is a gap in their cultivation, but in terms of swordsmanship, Ye Shubai is slightly better than Shang Wuyang.
What’s more important is that there is Wen Yun next to him!
Although she was too weak to fight due to the forced use of the law of time before, her powerful soul had already surrounded Shang Wuyang's body without him noticing. Every subtle movement of his hands became particularly obvious in Wen Yun's eyes.
She had already closely connected her soul with Ye Shubai's. At this moment, their souls were no longer distinguishable from each other. What she saw was what he saw. At this moment, all of Shang Wuyang's moves were exposed.
Ye Shubai trusted Wen Yun almost wholeheartedly. As long as she had a thought, his sword would slash in that direction without hesitation.
Shang Wuyang looked at the two men coldly and used his cultivation to suppress them. He could see that Ye Shubai's wooden sword could no longer withstand the sword intent and was about to turn into ashes. The sword intent without the sword as a carrier was empty, so there was nothing to be afraid of!
Sure enough, after a moment, the wooden sword in Ye Shubai's hand made a crisp sound and broke into pieces. The originally solid sword intent was also affected and became weaker.
Right now!
Shang Wuyang took the opportunity to raise his sword and slash at Ye Shubai repeatedly. If it weren't for Wen Yun's constant assistance, he would probably be in danger at this moment.
He didn't want to talk about a fair competition.
He had found the Dark Iron with his own ability, and since the other party didn't have a better sword than his, he deserved it.
However, Shang Wuyang, who was fully immersed in the battle, did not notice that the Yunhai Realm below had already undergone unusual movements when Ye Shubai ascended.
After Ye Shubai stepped into the void, a faint light lit up from a corner of the sea of clouds. If there were someone who knew the laws of life and death, he would find that the power of the laws of the entire sea of clouds had become much stronger.
It seemed as if there was a phoenix singing between heaven and earth. Everyone in Yunhai City was stunned. Having witnessed many thrilling scenes in the past few days, they could not tell what was real and what was not, and could not tell what it was.
All they saw was an extremely fat red beast flapping a pair of broad fleshy wings that covered the sky and the sun, and it was rushing towards the clouds from a small island not far away like the wind. The remaining golden-red glow behind it lingered in the sky for a long time.
A little girl was so fascinated by it: "Mom, what is that?"
The mother hesitated for a moment. She wanted to say it was a flying pig, but she felt that there shouldn't be such a powerful pig, so she said hesitantly: "Maybe it was a flying dragon..."
It's not maybe, it's a dragon.
At this moment, the little fire dragon's huge tail was wrapped around a piece of wood and it was flying hard into the void.
Even Ye Shubai himself did not expect that the power of life and death he attracted when he ascended to heaven actually nourished the Delonix Regia. The tree, which would have taken several years to grow, has actually matured!
“Cluck, cluck, cluck!”
The little Charmander who was in charge of guarding Cloud Island was so frightened by the sudden change of the Delonix Regia that he burped three times. A series of cloud beasts floated out of his stomach, but the little Charmander had no time to take care of them at the moment.
When Wen Yun and Ye Shubai's souls were connected just now, her soul inadvertently covered the imprint of the little fire dragon's soul. Only then did it realize that the top of its head had been beaten like this.
After seeing Ye Shubai's sword broken, the simple-minded beast didn't think twice and immediately broke the Delonix regia with one claw and took it to rescue Ye Shubai.
The little fire dragon had never flown so fast before. The wind whistled so fast in its ears that it seemed like a shrill scream. The wood on its tail was too heavy, making it want to fall down. If it were any other time, it would have followed its heart and slowly landed to rest.
But this time it won’t work, it must fly up!
It seems heartless, but it always remembers the scene when Ye Shubai almost died while protecting it when Daojie was chasing him.
Charmander always remembers the feeling of despair and frustration. It is a proud dragon and it doesn't want to be a drag anymore. It also wants to be a useful dragon!
Since then, although it still appeared lazy and sleepy on the surface, it was actually secretly practicing hard in the dragon's nest in order to make a stunning appearance on this day.
It's time to show them what a dragon is capable of!
With unprecedented ambition, the red dragon broke through the clouds and flew into the void!
The moment the little fire dragon appeared flapping its huge wings, the already dim void became even darker, and most of the light was blocked by the giant dragon. Such a drastic change naturally could not be hidden from the people who were fighting. Even Shang Wuyang, who was concentrating on the fight, paused for a moment.
Wen Yun certainly wasn't mistaken, and exclaimed in astonishment: "Xiao Hong!"
Her heart sank, the little fire dragon was just her spirit, so it could naturally ignore the laws of ascension and appear in the void. But right now, this place was filled with murderous intent, and this was not the place for such a young dragon to come!
The little fire dragon didn't have time to respond to its master's concerns. It swung its tail and threw the wood towards Ye Shubai. The dragon roared, "Xiaobai, catch the sword!"
Catch the sword
Where is the sword
Soon, Ye Shubai knew the answer.
The seemingly ordinary piece of wood shot towards Ye Shubai's hand like an arrow, carrying with it a strong aura of the law of life and death. Ye Shubai's eyes widened a little in shock at this sudden situation.
However, the situation was urgent at the moment and he could not afford to hesitate for a moment.
Ye Shubai stretched out his hand and grabbed the wood. The wood, which was originally as thick as his waist, changed the moment it touched Ye Shubai's palm, and seemed to transform into a plain wooden sword with a spirit.
It has no edge or blade, no patterns or decorations, but it has a supreme and mysterious power. This sword is exactly the same as the one he used before.
Wen Yun was stunned and looked towards the Charmander in disbelief.
Xiaohong actually brought the flamboyant tree up here!
After Ye Shubai got the new sword, the situation on the field suddenly changed again.
Ye Shubai's sword power of life and death was originally gained from the Delonix Regia tree, so he could use it to display his sword power like a fish in water.
The pressure Shang Wuyang faced was increasing, and he even felt a little breathless.
He gritted his teeth and finally realized that he seemed unable to kill the two people in front of him this time.
A man who has been walking on the edge of a sword all year round naturally would not gamble his life in a fight for a moment of passion. He held the sword with both hands and slashed forward with all his might. After a feint, his body shot back backwards.
Wen Yun saw through the other party's intention: "He wants to escape!"
At the moment of speaking, Ye Shubai swung his sword at Shang Wuyang's back, and the sword intent of life and death chased towards the latter with supreme pressure.
Shang Wuyang sensed the danger and forcibly changed the direction of his escape, heading towards the Yunhai Realm.
However, at this moment, a space wave flashed past him.
A trace of confusion suddenly flashed across Shang Wuyang's face. Ye Shubai's sword intent, which was chasing him from behind, suddenly appeared in front of him strangely!
“Hmm!”
Even though Shang Wuyang tried his best to dodge, the sword intent that appeared unexpectedly still came at him at an extremely fast speed. The moment the sword intent entered his body, the power of life and death suddenly erupted. Shang Wuyang groaned and immediately understood what was happening.
It’s that female cultivator!
It was she who used the law of space to move the sword intent in front of him!
However, Shang Wuyang opened his eyes wide, only to see that his right arm holding the sword was cut off alive, along with the Yinhan Mingtie sword that he had painstakingly forged for a thousand years, and fell straight into the depths of the Yunhai Realm like a pair of birds with broken wings.
That was the hand that held his sword.
His hand was cut off, which meant that the sword art he had practiced for two thousand years was destroyed.
Kendo... destroyed
He finally realized what these four words meant.
Shang Wuyang felt numb and annoyed when he saw the despair and pain on others' faces. He didn't understand why they were crying and screaming. Since they were not as skilled as others, they should just wait to die. Why bother struggling in vain
And now that this feeling has finally come upon him, he finally knows what it is.
It turns out that only extreme pain can bring back the emotions he has lost.
Shang Wuyang's numb face began to tremble violently, and every muscle on his face was twisted. Pain and despair, these two expressions that should not have appeared on his face, actually appeared at the same time at this moment.
He opened his mouth and wanted to scream something, but found that his throat was blocked by an invisible force and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
What was even more terrifying was that at this moment his body was being burned by an extremely fiery force. The Law of Killing advocated death and was cold and ruthless, but Ye Shubai's sword intent contained a boiling and endless force. As soon as the two came into contact, Shang Wuyang's source of power was suppressed to the point that he couldn't use even a little bit.
He murmured silently, as if he was asking himself, or as if he was asking Ye Shubai -
"Our ways... are different?"
It turns out that the opportunity I have been pursuing is actually my death.
What exactly is your Tao
Shang Wuyang opened his lifeless eyes and fell rapidly into the bottomless abyss of the Yunhai Realm.
Ye Shubai and Wen Yun did not hesitate, and they both flew towards the depths of the sea of clouds.
However, the sea of clouds in the Cloud Sea Realm seemed like a bottomless abyss. Even though the two of them had already reached the Ascension Stage, they were unable to continue searching further down. It seemed as if there were monsters hiding in the surging sea of clouds, ready to swallow them up at any time.
Wen Yun and Ye Shubai wanted to catch up and finish off the enemy, but due to the special circumstances of the Cloud Sea Realm, they were unable to do so.
The only thing to be thankful for is that Shang Wuyang’s fate would probably not be good if he fell down like this.
They stood on the clouds and looked down.
However, the arrogant genius of the Dongxuan Sect was seen falling from the sky, falling faster and faster. Soon he turned into a small black dot and completely disappeared at the bottom of the sea of clouds where no one cared.
"It turns out that even people in heaven will one day fall to earth."