The World of Martial Arts

Chapter 184 Swordsman
The bright moon hangs high above the precipitous cliff, and under the moonlight, the two confront each other on the cliff.

Ximen Chuuxue leaned on the ground with his single sword, out of breath, and in a panic, especially on the ground, where a lot of blood was shed.

He had never shed so much blood before, and everyone said that what Ximen Chuuxue was blowing was not snow, but blood, but this time, if he wanted to blow blood, he would probably only be able to blow his own blood, not the enemy's.

Ye Gucheng stood in front of him, with a strange expression on his face.

"I thought that you, who abandoned the ruthless sword, would not be able to catch even my one-style Heavenly Flying Immortal. I didn't expect you to connect three times!"

Inexplicably, Ximen Chuuxue thought about how Lu Xiaofeng would reply to the other party if faced with such a situation.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "It's not counted as catching, every time I catch it, there will be an extra sword mark on my body, and a sword will come to the west, flying immortals from the sky. you."

Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly returned the sword into its sheath.

"The sword has seen blood today, there is no need to fight again."

Surprise flashed in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, "You are definitely not such a mother-in-law."

Ye Gucheng smiled, and suddenly became very dignified, and said slowly: "Your swordsmanship is the same as mine, we are different people, we have the same sword, so we can understand each other.

But I just fought with you, and I found that I can no longer understand you, let alone your swordsmanship. "

Ximen Chuixue said: "Maybe you don't need to understand at all, because you can kill me with a single blow at this time."

Ye Gucheng nodded and said: "That's true, but that would be very boring.

I thought the way of the sword should be the closest to the way of heaven!Cold and ruthless, the world is unkind, and everything is a straw dog!

However, just now from your kendo, I felt light and heat. It was an almost boiling emotion, full of obsession and nostalgia.

Such a fiery swordsmanship is the only one I have ever seen in my life. Although I am not a match for the ruthless sword of heaven in my hand, it is only because you have just realized it.

This is just a seedling, if it can grow into a towering tree, it will definitely bring me a huge surprise, and let me see other ways besides the way of giving up heaven! "

Ximen Chuuxue remembered what Xu Zhengping once said to him, and couldn't help saying: "This is humanity, humanity has feelings, and it is also a sword of feelings. My sword is not drawn for myself, it has another belief."

Ye Gucheng was very surprised, "For me, love is a bond that should be abandoned, it will slow down my sword.

This kind of kendo is very interesting.Ximen Chuuxue, I'll let you go this time, next time we meet, don't let me down again. "

He is dressed in white, not stained with a speck of dust, stepping down this precipitous cliff under the moonlight...

On the other side, Linghu Chong encountered a more dangerous situation than Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue have similar feelings of sympathy, but Yan Shisan is completely different from Linghu Chong.

Yan Shisan's sword is also a ruthless sword, but it doesn't have the elegance and immortality of Ye Gucheng.

He is a sword demon, and above the way of the sword, there is only pure killing. The thirteen swords of killing life, the name of killing life, exists from the very beginning to deprive others of their lives.

Yan Shisan's Thirteen Deadly Swords were more refined than a few years ago, Linghu Chong once again used Dugu Nine Swords to break it, and the difficulty increased exponentially.

On the official path, the sword lights of the two sides intersected, and each of the two swordsmanship was the most exquisite swordsmanship in the world.

If ordinary warriors can comprehend the splendor of one and a half moves from it, it will be enough to benefit them for a lifetime.

Linghu Chong's cultivation was a bit inferior, but his sword heart was very tenacious, and the Dugu Nine Swords in his hand moved to a higher level as Yan Shisan's swordsmanship improved.

However, he has also entered an extremely dangerous situation, that is, if he makes a careless response, he will be killed by the deadly Thirteen Swords' soul-shattering sword light.

Just like walking a high-altitude tightrope, even a little breeze is enough to affect the next step, which is the most terrifying.

But even so, Linghu Chong thoroughly enjoyed it.

Dugu Nine Swords is a miraculous sword art. It has no tricks to win and has moves. It seems ordinary, but it can always perfect its own swordsmanship when fighting against stronger masters.

Following Yan Shisan's deadly thirteen sword moves, each move is more dangerous and terrifying, and each move of Dugu Nine Swords is also more exquisite and exquisite.

If he can survive such a battle, Linghu Chong's swordsmanship will be elevated to a more advanced level.

Yan Shisan also saw Linghu Chong's characteristic of being strong when he was strong, and he would become stronger step by step in high-intensity battles.

But he intentionally guides him like this, in order to make Linghu Chong's swordsmanship climb to the extreme. Only in this way can he get closer to that terrifying swordsman Dugu Qiubai.

His goal of victory is not Linghu Chong, but Dugu seeking defeat, so he must hold himself to the highest standard.

When all thirteen movements of the Thirteen Deadly Swords have been exhausted, it is as if all the killing intent of a top swordsman has been completely released, spreading all over the world.

There was a chill between the heaven and the earth, and even the wind that blew past carried sword energy, which could easily tear people's skin.

But it's like water flowing to the end, without any meandering changes, there will be no more vitality.

As Yan Shisan's swordsmanship stagnated, Linghu Chong's magical swordsmanship seemed to be affected, and he stopped with an infinitely agile sword intent.

Stopping is not standing still. There is aura in his sword, and he can still move as he wants, as long as he wants to move.

But Linghu Chong found that he couldn't move all of a sudden, he was forced to stand still by the chilling atmosphere all over the world, sweat dripping down, it wasn't hot, but cold!

The stationary sword in Yan Shisan's hand suddenly moved!

The movement was very slow and heavy, as if a weight of weight was pressing on the sword.

Linghu Chong's sword moved with the movement of energy, both heavy and slow!
Yan Shisan's eyes were like the wind, sand, leaves, and rain in the world, full of chilling aura.

His sword stabbed out so lightly!

This sword moved the sky and the sky, and the wind and clouds in the world. They moved with the sword, and at the moment of the stabbing, they suddenly collapsed, and suddenly the dark clouds in the sky were pushed away, and the sun appeared!

But what appeared was not the warm and warm sunshine, but the scorching sun like gilt and hard stone, the setting sun as red as blood!
Such a sword move that contains the killing intent of heaven and earth in one move, no matter how heavy and slow it is, without any change, it must be the most terrifying sword move in the world.

The aura of the long sword in Linghu Chong's hand was instantly dissipated in front of such a chill, and the nimble sword suddenly became deathly silent.

He saw the scorching sun, the setting sun, and his own death!
At that moment, Linghu Chong thought that he would be like a flash, and all kinds of things from childhood to adulthood flashed in his mind, thinking of his master, his wife, his junior sister and all the fellow brothers in the school.

But there was only a blank in his mind, and there was a sword light in the blank, it was a flash of light like lightning!

At the last moment before he was about to die, what he thought of in his mind turned out to be the sword, and it turned out to be the way to break the deadly No.14 sword!
Perhaps Linghu Chong didn't know that at this moment, he was no longer an invisible prodigal son, but a real swordsman, a swordsman with a sword in his heart.

Only a real swordsman will only think about the sword at the last moment before he dies!

With a flash of inspiration, the dead sword in his hand suddenly came back to life!
(End of this chapter)