There are gaps in the road

Chapter 140
Life is alive, who can be worthy of shame?
Ye Chuxiao's knife not only cut life and death, but also made the chaotic good and evil appear clearly in Zong Yi's heart in an instant.

All the shameful things he had done in the past surged into his heart at this moment, and tortured his soul.

This duel has gradually shifted from a superficial sword fight to a contest of spiritual cultivation.

At this time, Zong Xi could only swing his sword instinctively to stop Ye Chuxiao from approaching.

In an instant, the sword danced like fire, sweeping across the area densely. From the perspective of outsiders, one would think that Zong Yi made a big move and planned to take advantage of the momentum to suppress Ye Chuxiao.

Therefore, at a certain level and realm, it is already difficult to judge the strength of the fight with the naked eye.

In the entire NO.11 martial arts arena, there are no more than five monks who can clearly see the real upside and downside comparison between Ye Chuxiao and Zong Yi.

Ye Chuxiao's Yuanyang Baodao soared into the sky carrying the thunder that pierced through life and death.

The seemingly powerful whirlwind of flames also appeared messy and disorderly in front of this supreme and impartial judge.

"Disperse!"

Ye Chuxiao let out a sigh.

Then I saw that the flames all over the sky disappeared in an instant.

In an instant, the arc of thunder and the wild volume of flames, as the light of the knife alternated, formed a violent conflict of light and shadow.

After an instant of brilliance like fireworks, the thunder and flames all emptied in the sky.

At this time, the people watching the battle suddenly realized that the one who was at a disadvantage was actually Zong Ye.

Although this conclusion is not surprising, it is quite different from what they saw with their naked eyes before.

Some monks from the Wen family sat among the audience, holding photo stones, recording Ye Chuxiao's battle as usual.

"Record, the target seems to have made a new breakthrough. It seems that it has touched the boundary of Huijing. It is recommended to close the net as soon as possible." The monk of the Wen family holding the picture stone whispered to the picture stone in a secret language.

At this time, Zong Ye finally no longer insisted on only using martial arts techniques.

Huge wings of fire suddenly spread out behind him, and a terrifying whirlwind hovered around him.

Wind and fire come together to form a feast of wind and fire.

The originally crimson flame gradually transformed into a blue-purple color under the gust of wind.

The sharply rising high temperature not only scorched and whipped the ground, but also caused the surrounding temperature to suddenly start to stretch violently.

At this time, the monks sitting in the front row of the watching seats suffered another disaster.

If the cultivation level is not enough, then you can only move back honestly.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be roasted into a mummified corpse by the aftermath of the high temperature.

Zong Ye compromised, he used spells instead of just relying on martial arts.

But he is still full of desire for the victory of this competition.

The wavering in his heart did not completely affect his external methods.

He is not a three-year-old child, it is impossible for him to lose all his abilities immediately after a huge fluctuation in his heart, and he knelt down and cried.

Zong Ye started to use spells, but Ye Chuxiao was still stubborn.

The Yuanyang Baodao in his hand had a clear sound, and his spirituality seemed to become more abundant and obvious under the guidance of Ye Chuxiao.

Wind and fire formed a huge vortex, quickly encircling Ye Chuxiao.

In the center of the deep vortex, the extremely high temperature seemed to tear through the defense of Ye Chuxiao's body and completely melt it.

Slash straight with a knife!

The precious sword cut straight into the vortex with the aftertaste of the sword of judgment.

The extremely violent airflow exploded with a bang.

The scattered air waves turned into terrifying wind pressure and spread in all directions.

A defensive formation was raised on the stage to block the aftermath of the battle.

However, the appearance of the formation means that the battle should end within 5 minutes.

After all, the maintenance of any formation requires energy.

It is impossible to provide long-term formation protection in a free martial arts arena.

If Ye Chuxiao and Zong Ye insist on continuing to fight, all losses after the battle will be borne by the loser... unless the loser is dead, then the winner will pay.

The blade tore through the wind and flames, and Ye Chuxiao didn't give Zong Ye a chance to shake his spiritual roots and draw more energy from the heavens and the earth into spells.

The method of technique repair is tough, and the firepower is the most powerful among the monks, but the forward swing time is relatively long, and there is actually not much advantage in close combat and melee combat.

At this time, Zong Yi, under Ye Chuxiao's pressing step by step, has also reached the end of the mountain.

At this time, facing Ye Chuxiao's sword light rushing towards his face, the past years flashed in his mind like a scroll of comic strips.

What was once proud, regretful, joyful, and guilty all condensed into a strong but decisive spiritual force, running through all its accumulation.

It was like glass being smashed by a stone.

It's like breaking ice with an iron rod.

It was like a bright red dot suddenly appeared on the paper covered with messy black lines.

At this moment, at this moment, Zong Yi's mind took a step forward.

It was this step that allowed him to step into the realm of wisdom. All the accumulation, all the thoughts and thoughts have been integrated at this moment.

As far as the spiritual realm is concerned, he is undoubtedly in the wisdom realm.

It's just that the physical body, means, energy accumulation, etc. are still stuck under the wisdom state and need to rely on time to transform.

But no matter what, at this time his realm was already a head higher than Ye Chuxiao.

Facing Ye Chuxiao's saber light, Zong Yi's eyes were calm, and he counterattacked with a backhand.

A seemingly ordinary knife, but after the strike, it becomes majestic like the sun in the clear sky, brilliant and fierce, it cannot be looked directly at, and it is irresistible.

This aura rushed straight to the stars, affecting the subtle changes in the sky.

Someone looked up in a daze, as if they saw a second round of scorching sun hanging high above the sky.

"It's fake! Zong Xi actually broke through!"

"Isn't this a plot that only exists in the storybook?" Someone exclaimed after guessing the truth.

They couldn't believe that this kind of scene of a direct breakthrough in a fierce battle would be staged directly in front of their eyes.

Although the monks in the Wild Dou Realm are aggressive, and most of them use fighting methods to quickly promote the improvement of their cultivation base, but there are very few situations where they break through.

Most of them are still accumulated through battles, and then in the follow-up summary, they keenly capture the direction and successfully break the mirror.

Facing Zong Yi's first step and successfully breaking the mirror, Ye Chuxiao was not surprised but happy.

So Zong Ye has become a more 'suitable' opponent for him.

A monk who has the realm of wisdom, but no foundation of wisdom, makes the actual gap between them not so wide.

For Ye Chuxiao, it would be perfect to fight against such a Huijing monk.

Zong Xi is like his mirror.

At this time, Ye Chuxiao felt intuitively that he was only a step away from pushing the door open.

What's the difference, he didn't have time to think.

As long as you continue to fight, the results will naturally appear.

At this time, Zong Yi, who returned to using the sword technique, turned the light of the sword into a scorching sun, and was no longer in the previous state of aggression, but vain and restless. His sword was so heavy that the air flow collapsed. A vortex of air flow was spinning, tearing at Ye Chuxiao's figure and blocking Ye Chuxiao's escape space.

At this time, Ye Chuxiao could only rely on his strong body foundation, and assisted by some other means, to forcibly hit the vortex of air flow, and passively avoid Zong Yi's powerful blade.

Even so, when Zong Yi's precious sword fell in front of Ye Chuxiao, Ye Chuxiao could only passively parry it.

If it wasn't for the Yuanyang Baodao being hard and tyrannical, it would have been gasified by Zong Yi's strong edge when it collided.

Even so, the originally bright brilliance of Yuanyang Baodao also seemed a bit dim at this moment.

This time, Ye Chuxiao was cornered.

But stepping on this desperate situation, Ye Chuxiao's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Dead air continued to permeate around him.

The strong breath of death was accompanied by him.

The first knife of longevity that has never been swung, driven by an instinctive demon, is moving towards the second knife that has not been mastered.

The closer you are to death, the closer you are to longevity!

It seemed like a diabolical spell.

The Longevity Knife... or the Death Knife?

At this moment, Ye Chuxiao has no time to think more carefully.

In a trance, in Ye Chuxiao's gaze, the bleak death energy was filled with infinite vitality in vain.

The darkness of death and the emerald green of life merged into one place, emitting an indefinable purple light.

This purple... is like the rhythm of the Tao of creation.

"Life and death are the same color!"

Ye Chuxiao swung the second sword of longevity.

This knife is the knife that reverses life and death.

The boundless breath of death, only under the effect of this knife, was split into infinite vitality.

The closer you are to death, the closer you are to longevity!

Zong Xi, who was holding a long knife as if waving a big sun, was also forced back by Ye Chuxiao's sudden burst of knife.

Afterwards, he had to swing the knife hastily, shining more rays of light like the scorching sun, in order to barely resist the attack from the same color of life and death.

However, the more confident Zong Ye is in resisting and fighting back, the more intense the risks and crises he faces will be.

Life and death are the same, referring not only to Ye Chuxiao, the swordsman, but also to Zong Xi, the one facing him.

In Ye Chuxiao's place, death can be transformed into vitality, but in Zongyi's place, all vitality is filled with death.

Like a vicious circle, completely enveloped the two of them.

But within this shroud, Ye Chuxiao didn't stop making progress, let alone stop transforming.

This knife, which is of the same color as life and death, was transformed by Ye Chuxiao into the 'water' style of the sword master's nine styles.

The sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky!
The same color of sky and water may not be better than the same color of life and death, but the water reflects the sky, so it has the power of heaven.

Life and death are just a part of the cycle of heaven.

Ye Chuxiao couldn't directly integrate the Dao of Heaven into his sword technique, but he could use water as a mirror to reflect the light of the sky, making the sky and water the same color.

When Ye Chuxiao comprehended the second knife, his realm also naturally broke through.

Following Zong Ye, he also achieved the feat of breaking through in battle.

When this newborn knife fell completely.

Facing the seemingly vast lake spreading out, but reflecting the ever-changing sky, the big sun in Zongyi's sword can only be reduced to a silhouette of a corner in the sky and water.

"Xiao Ye also broke through!"

"This is crazy! In a duel, both of them broke through the battle, when did the breakthrough become so casual?" Someone questioned jealously.

But their doubts could not affect the whole battle, entering the final climax.

Hum...!
This is the sound made when the blade is fighting the blade.

When the two knives vibrated at extremely high frequencies, when they collided, the bursting sound swayed at a sound frequency that was difficult for ordinary human ears to catch at first, and then it continued to grow louder, and finally reached the extreme harshness.

So far, no audience dared to sit in the front row to watch the competition.

They all retreated to the back of the fourth row, and they all propped up their own defense methods to resist the aftermath of the battle.

And what they endured was already weakened by the protective formation.

The light of the saber was staggered, and the treasured saber in Zong Yi's hand shattered to the ground.

What he held was never the real scorching sun.

And this false scorching sun finally melted on the water reflecting the sky.

Zong Ye looked at his bloody palm, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, but he was not discouraged.

"You won, thank you for your mercy!" Zong Xi said.

Ye Chuxiao said: "Don't thank me, the knife I tried to ask the heart didn't really mess up your position, it either shows that you are firm in your heart, even if you have done countless evil things, you have nothing to worry about, it is a real big deal." The devil, or it means that you have very little shame in your heart, I am more inclined to the latter, so you don't deserve to die."

Zong Xi nodded and said, "Ba Dao...Ba Dao! This title doesn't suit you."

"Tian Dao asks the heart, the water reflects the sky! You should be called Tian Dao."

"It's all good, today's battle was hearty and hearty, and you and I have gained a lot." Ye Chuxiao said with his sword closed.

Zong Xi glanced around, and then said: "Someone asked me to challenge you, but... it is my own decision to come to fight you."

Ye Chuxiao nodded and said: "I know, I am a thorn in the side of others, and I still know myself."

Ye Chuxiao then added in her heart: "After today, I'm afraid they can't bear it anymore!"

When she was under the Hui state, Ye Chuxiao was a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh to the Wen family, but it was not a serious problem after all, it was not worth spending too much energy, and it was not worth delaying the great reputation of the Wen family.

That's why the Wen family deliberately guided, even invited some leftist monks to come and invite Ye Chuxiao to fight, with the intention of letting Ye Chuxiao die in the ring.

But now, Ye Chuxiao has broken into the realm of wisdom, and he is only one major realm away from the usual top-level artistic realm monk.

For the Wen family, this is definitely no longer a mere 'little thief', but a serious problem.

"Forget it! We will be harvesting the first 'fruit' today!"

"I wanted to wait a few more days!"

"I just hope that the people arranged by the Wen family will not waste my early harvest." Ye Chuxiao thought to himself.

Zong Yi was defeated, but he achieved his goal and successfully advanced to the realm of wisdom.

Instead of being polite to Ye Chuxiao, he pulled away and left.

And Ye Chuxiao bid farewell to the enthusiastic fanboys and girls, and returned to the small courtyard.

In the small courtyard, within the increasingly complicated and cumbersome formation blockade, the invisible energy light locks hung upside down one figure after another.

Counting down, there are at least 30 people.

Among them, some were evil cultivators that Ye Chuxiao defeated head-on in the arena, and some were criminals that Ye Chuxiao secretly captured.

Now they are all imprisoned here by Ye Chuxiao, planted Daoyun, and taught the secret technique of climbing a building.

(End of this chapter)