Distress: Nilong Changming Knife is Invisible

Chapter 1270 1269. The first test is over
“That’s quite impressive…”

Outside the Red Mansion and Jiange.

You Zi'an, who was watching the live broadcast with Broken Swordsman, Tiancao, and Stinky Red Hair Taifeng, was shocked when he saw the wonderful duel between Ye Xiaochai and Ximen Hanzhao.

Seeing this, Taifeng nodded secretly and thought to himself, "Now you know your place, kid, right?"

"It's really good, but it's only on par with this great swordsman. It's still a little bit worse than my immortal son."

"Well, these two are really amazing. They are only slightly inferior to our Taoist Priest Zheshan."

"Hey, you are too immodest! If you put it that way, these two are a little bit worse than my eldest son."

"Then they are only one pot of shredded radish worse than Taoist Zheshan!"

"It's one pot of shredded potatoes worse than my immortal eldest son!"

"Alright, alright, just focus on it."

Tai Feng hurriedly tried to stop the two from arguing, so that they wouldn't belittle the Sword Saint of Central Plains and the elders of the Sword Realm to the level of Tai Kuangsheng.

At this time, the confrontation between Ye Xiaochai and Ximen Hanzhao had reached its climax. Both of them admired each other's swordsmanship more and more. The respect for the sword made them forget other thoughts and concentrate on the competition. The two couldn't help but fight more and more fiercely until the last move decided the winner.

"The Milky Way falls from the sky!"

"what!"

The ultimate moves are against each other, the galaxy sword light is against the sword and the knife merges, and the collision produces countless brilliant lights!
As a result, Ximen Hanzhao retreated half a step and his robe sleeve was cut an inch apart.

"The reputation of a sword maniac and sword madman is well-deserved. I am convinced."

"what……"

Ximen Hanzhao calmly accepted the defeat, and Ye Xiaochai hurriedly bowed humbly... then remembered, oh no, he won.

"In the third match, Ye Xiaochai wins."

Zhao Yunshang announced the result and looked at Ye Xiaochai with more and more satisfaction.

The next fourth match is between Ce Ma Tian Xia and Cang Hai Gu Jian.

This match was similar to the first two, there was nothing much to say. Although Cema Tianxia was beaten badly by Xuanyuan Bubai, he was still a top master who could be compared with Liuhuo Canglong.

The biggest difference between Ce Ma Tian Xia vs. Cang Hai Gu Jian and the Bloodthirsty vs. Tai Kuang Sheng is that he only used two more ordinary sword moves to defeat Cang Hai Gu Jian.

"Here it comes, the most exciting and thrilling battle is about to begin!"

Of course, this was not said by Zhao Yunshang, but by the poor swordsman who was watching the live broadcast, "I bet that the immortal elder will win this game! This great swordsman offers a handicap of 1 to 2, is there anyone who dares to bet?"

"I absolutely support our Taoist Priest Zheshan, but gambling is a bad behavior, so forget it."

Amakusa Twenty-six said that he was a good boy and it had nothing to do with being short of money.

"Damn it! You'll be the kid's table next time we eat! What about you guys? Do you want to bet?"

You Zi'an immediately curled his lips, "Tsk! If Zui Zi comes, I will definitely defeat Zui Zi, but who is stronger, the Drunken Sword Immortal or the Zheshan Army, what does it have to do with me?"

The Broken Swordsman curled his lips and said, "If you don't dare, just say it. Next time, you can sit at the table with the kids."

"Let's bet!" You Zian said, "I bet one thousand taels that the Zheshan Army wins!"

On the other side, the Zheshan army was already standing opposite the Drunken Swordsman in the martial arts arena.

"Fellow Daoist Drunken Swordsman, the Zheshan Army is delighted to discuss swordsmanship with you today."

Zheshanjun was very glad that he met the Drunken Swordsman. If he had drawn Taikuangsheng or something like that, how would he lose?
"I feel the same way, so please show some mercy, Taoist Zheshan."

"I would like to verify what I have learned with fellow Taoists. I hope you will be generous in giving me some advice."

Jiu Jianxian naturally knew what Zhe Shanjun meant. He blinked and gave him a teasing look. Zhe Shanjun immediately felt a little embarrassed and even a little worried. Was Jiu Jianxian thinking of losing to him on purpose?
"Then I am sorry for the injustice. Please."

The Drunken Swordsman asked, pointed his sword, and the long sword behind him came out of its sheath with a humming sound. A sword light rushed straight towards the Zheshan army!

An expert can tell whether there is an advantage or not with just one move. As soon as the sword light came out, the Zheshan army was suddenly startled and immediately put away all their thoughts and responded with all their strength!

Although the Zheshan Army is the strongest in Taoism, their swordsmanship is also top-notch. The purple waves of purple clouds are waving with purple light, moderate and peaceful, majestic and magnificent. Although there is no Taoist assistance, its power should not be underestimated!

On the other hand, the Drunken Swordsman remained the same as before. He allowed his opponent to attack with thousands of moves while he only used one sword. With a light wave of his sword finger, the long sword swung out sharp and swift sword beams. He fought back and forth with the Zheshan army, and in a flash, he fired dozens of swords, which made everyone dazzled and amazed!
The level of this contest is even higher than that between Ye Xiaochai and Ximen Hanzhao, and can be said to be the strongest in this preliminary test.

However, a truly skilled swordsman could see that this fight was at least 30% acting.

The Zheshan army didn't want to win at all and subconsciously held back.

In order to give face to the Zheshan Army, the Drunken Swordsman decided to stay in Jiange to observe subsequent developments and cooperate with the Zheshan Army in the exercise.

The two men fought more and more fiercely. After more than a hundred rounds, the Drunken Swordsman fought faster and faster. There was a chilling purple light and lightning between them. The sword energy was running rampant, leaving sword marks on the martial arts field.

At this time, Zhe Shanjun, like Ye Xiaochai and Ximen Hanzhao, had already put aside other thoughts. He personally experienced the swordsmanship of the Drunken Swordsman and realized what realm he had reached!
Just in terms of swordsmanship alone, the Drunken Swordsman has reached the pinnacle realm. The so-called one sword breaks all techniques. It doesn't mean that the Drunken Swordsman is only fast and sharp, but that speed and sharpness are enough to break all sword techniques in the world!

Zheshanjun couldn't help but exclaim in amazement again and again. He was worthy of being the Drunken Sword Immortal who could compete with many top masters in the world with his swordsmanship alone. The title of Sword Immortal was well deserved!

"Fellow Daoist Zheshan, pay attention!"

The two fought for more than three hundred rounds. Drunken Swordsman saw that the time was almost right, so he let out a light shout and swung out several sword beams to distance himself from the Zheshan army. His sword finger swept across the sword body, and the long sword roared like a dragon, emitting a cold light!
"White rainbow penetrates the sun!"

"Good! Red clouds dye the sky east!"

Upon seeing this, Zheshan’s army also used their best skills to counter the Drunken Swordsman’s ultimate moves!

Then I saw the red sword light illuminating half the sky, and a white rainbow piercing the sun broke through the sky!

Ding!
The sword tips collided with each other, and neither of them gave an inch!
But the stalemate only lasted for a moment, and then the cold sword energy burst out!
Zhao Yunshang waved her hand to release an air shield to protect the martial arts viewing platform. Her eyes were shining with excitement. Although she liked Ye Xiaochai more, Drunken Swordsman was the strongest candidate.

How to choose... I'd rather let Ye Xiaochai choose. Anyway, as long as the Drunken Swordsman enters the Sword Pavilion and leaves his sword skills behind, that will be enough.

Zhao Yunshang's idea is essentially no different from Brother Baiyun's vision of the future, except that she is more capable. If she chooses the right person, it won't be wishful thinking, and her tolerance limit is higher.

It’s a pity that she had no idea how powerful the Drunken Swordsman was.

At this time, Drunken Swordsman and the Zheshan Army had already retreated, and the result was similar to the third battle. The Zheshan Army retreated one step further, and the sleeves of their Taoist robes were cut about an inch.

"Fellow Daoist Drunken Swordsman is indeed amazing. I am convinced of my defeat."

(End of this chapter)