Grand Nuo Lord

Chapter 10 Heart Sword
"You two, draw your swords."

Qi Yue and Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't believe their ears. They thought they were taking turns fighting swords, but they didn't expect Xie Yi to ask them to attack at the same time.

The Snow Sword Sect was fighting swords on a snowy day, taking advantage of the weather. The two took turns fighting each other, taking advantage of the people and people. This was already a big advantage.

If two people attack one person at the same time, no matter whether they win or lose, they will be ridiculed in the world.

Xie Yi smiled and said: "You all attacked Brother Jiao together. If I want to repay that sword, naturally I have to do it when you all attack at the same time. This is only fair."

Qi Yue and Zhao Xiaoyun were silent. They knew what Xie Yi meant.

They attacked Jiao Di at the same time, but Jiao Di had no choice but to run away after asking for help, but was still injured.

If this matter spreads, if someone hears it, they will think that the Daxue Sword Sect does not respect martial ethics, bullies the small with the majority, and relies on the strong to bully the weak.

After hearing this, some people will think that Nuo religion is nothing more than that. Nuo masters can only escape if they invite gods, and they are not as good as disciples of Daxue Sword Sect.

They already understood that in this sword discussion, Xie Yi not only wanted to return the sword for Jiao Di, but also to rectify the name of the Nuo religion.

Regardless of the outcome of the sword discussion, Xie Yi dared to fight two disciples of the Snow Sword Sect one against two at the same time. People in the world could no longer say that the Nuo people were incompetent.

"Okay." Qi Yue and Zhao Xiaoyun agreed.

This matter is related to the face of the Nuo Sect. If they are mothers-in-law, they will really become enemies with the Nuo Sect.

However, neither of them drew their swords. They just threw their swords into the air. The two swords flew high into the sky at the same time, hovering in the wind and snow.

The Snow Sword Sect is famous all over the world. As disciples of a famous sect, they have the dignity and pride of being swordsmen.

This time it was a sword discussion, not a life and death fight. They had already taken advantage of the time and the people. If they still used the spirit sword, it would be a disgrace to the reputation of the sect.

The two of them stretched out their hands to grab in the air, the wind and snow condensed, and they each had a blue and cold ice sword in their hands, which was formed by the condensed air of the wind and snow.

Qi Yue is in the state of transforming Qi, and Zhao Xiaoyun is in perfect form, so Qi Yue's sword light is brighter and colder.

"Okay, today is a sword fight, it's not appropriate to use spiritual soldiers."

After Xie Yi finished speaking, he threw the Flying Star Sword far away and turned into golden light and flew away. In the blink of an eye, it flew back again.

When he came back, he was holding a three-foot-long dead branch in his hand, which he had just broken from the woods far away.

Qi Yue suddenly became furious, pointed at Xie Yi and said: "Xie, how dare you humiliate us like this? Do you really think that the Snow Sword Sect is easy to bully?"

Zhao Xiaoyun also gritted his teeth and glared at Xie Yi.

No wonder the two were angry. Although the ice swords in their hands were not real ones, they were transformed by the aura of the wind and snow. They could cut throats and limbs, and were sharper than mortal iron swords.

That dead branch has no sharp edge, it dries up and breaks easily, and a child can't even look down on it when picking rape flowers.

Xie Yi wanted to use this to fight them in a sword fight, which was too disrespectful to the Snow Sword Sect.

"Take peace of mind, you two. Haven't you heard that sentence?" Xie Yi asked.

Qi Yue was so angry that he couldn't speak. Zhao Xiaoyun answered: "Which sentence?"

"Without a sword in the heart, the magic weapon in the palm cannot be used. With a sword in the heart, a dead branch can kill people." Xie Yi said.

When Tian Jueke was young, he once got drunk. The man stole his iron sword and challenged him with a spiritual sword, hoping to use him to become famous.

He didn't have a sword in his hand, so he had to break a dead branch to fight the enemy. With just one sword, he cut off the man and his sword together, and then said the words just now.

Tian Jueke regarded dead branches as swords and poured his energy and spirit into them. He could kill people and cut off soldiers without edge or edge, so he named this method the Heart Sword.

The magic power of a cultivator is the refined spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Ordinary swords cannot withstand it and cannot be smooth and smooth, let alone a dead branch.

To do this, you need to have very pure sword intention to restrain the mana into a sword and not break the branches.

Legend has it that after Tian Jueke's Heart Sword is completed, everything he sees, every tree, every flower and every stone he touches with his sword will become his sword.

Qi Yue and Zhao Xiaoyun were from the Sword Sect, so they naturally knew how to use the Heart Sword. They never expected that Xie Yi would learn from that day's Jue Ke and use the Heart Sword to deal with them.It is extremely difficult to practice the Heart Sword. Even with 500 years of inheritance from the Snow Sword Sect, only four people have mastered it.

Qi Yue looked at Xie Yi with serious eyes, "Have you mastered the Heart Sword?"

Xie Yi didn't say anything. He stroked the dead branches with his fingers and injected magic power into them. The dead branches trembled, exuding a sharp aura, and the wind and snow all around him were broken.

Qi Yue and Zhao Xiaoyun narrowed their eyes, with surprise, joy, and disbelief in their eyes.

"This man was born in the Nuo religion, and he actually learned the sword of the heart. He is truly gifted."

"I really underestimated him. Except for Second Senior Sister, no one in our generation has come this far."

The two of them exchanged their thoughts and grasped the ice sword at the same time. The cold air spread out from their bodies and merged with the wind and snow, disappearing directly into the wind and snow.

Although their people disappeared, their swords did not disappear.

The wind and snow were bigger and colder, and the biting wind and snow were like a sword, being controlled by someone, and they all stabbed towards Xie Yi.

"The wind and snow in the sky are like swords. Who in the world can wield them?"

The founder of the Daxue Sword Sect has been observing the wind and snow at the top of the Daxuelong Mountain for hundreds of years, realized the meaning of the Fengxue Sword, and founded the Daxue Sword Sect.

The sky is full of wind and snow, which is the sword of the Snow Sword Sect. The sword energy is cold and deathly silent, with a chill that freezes the vitality of all things.

The cold wind around Xie Yi was biting, and the sword energy of Qi and Yue seeped into the wind and snow, stabbing at him, killing his vitality and freezing his will.

After practicing, he could feel the cold, but he was not afraid of the cold, and he would not be frostbitten by the cold air. However, at this moment, his hands and feet felt cold and somewhat frozen.

The swords of Qi and Yue have turned into wind and snow, everywhere, and there is no way to avoid them.

The two of them cultivated the wind and snow sword energy. When the snowy sky dominated the sky, their auras blended into the wind and snow, blending like water and milk, making them indistinguishable from each other.

Xie Yi could only resist forcefully and could not fight back. He sensed that the opponent was nearby, but his body shape moved with the wind, matching the snow and changing unpredictable.

His Heart Sword has just started, and the dead branch can only draw three swords. The sword will break when it is exhausted. He cannot draw the sword easily and must wait for the opportunity.

The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, and the coldness on his body became heavier and heavier. The snow accumulated thicker and thicker, and he was frozen into a snowman.

The sperm holes all over his body were closed to keep a little bit of vitality alive, and his mind was tightened to keep a trace of clarity, like a hibernating snake, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Now the situation has reached a stalemate. Either Xie Yi can't bear it first and slowly freezes to death, or Qi Yue and Qi Yue run out of mana and their sword energy weakens, exposing their bodies and being discovered by Xie Yi.

"Who do you think will win?" asked Lingguan in the Lingguan Temple in the town.

"Master Nuo." There was a big man standing in the darkness in the temple, his face could not be seen clearly, only a hoarse voice could be heard.

"This snow came down from the Snow Dragon Mountain. The Snow Sword Sect is on the Mountain. Those two people are like a fish in water. They have the right time, place and people. I don't see a chance for Master Nuo to win against them." Xiang Lingguan stroked his beard. He shook his head.

"A gamble?" the big man asked.

Xiang Lingguan looked into the darkness, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Haha, what are you betting on?"

"Master Nuo won, I want the spirit official seal." The big man's tone was calm, but his words were bold.

Xiang Lingguan is a temple blessing in the Lingguan temple. A trace of spiritual thought is attached to the Lingguan seal and matches the Lingguan image. When people worship the Lingguan, they are worshiping him.

He is not only a temple blessing, but also a false god who steals the incense from the gods and occupies the god's throne privately. If he wants to take the spiritual official seal, he will take his life.

After hearing this, Xiang Lingguan narrowed his eyes, smiled like an old fox, and said, "Okay, if Master Nuo loses, I want that thing."

"Okay." The big man always spoke simply and simply, but this time he hesitated for a while before agreeing.

Xiang Lingguan kept looking outside the town and suddenly said excitedly: "The sieve cup is about to open."

(End of this chapter)