Swordsman of the World

Chapter 117
Yang Dong gave the old scholar five middle-grade spirit sources, and was so happy that the old scholar swore that he would not spread the name of this practice, and at the same time gave Yang Dong all the books on tadpole script that he had treasured throughout his life.

After all, it is a mundane world, and spiritual sources are very precious, not to mention middle-grade spiritual sources, but to Yang Dong, they are very ordinary.

Yang Dong didn't expect that the piece of paper he got outside of himself turned out to be the divine mind technique passed down by the ancient immortals!

Its value is immeasurable.

What is Guxian?
The ancient immortal is a figure passed down in human history records. It is said that the Great Flood destroyed the world, and also destroyed the ancient immortal.

In the period when the ancient immortal lived, the immortals traveled everywhere, and the tadpole script was more common, and every word could contain the great power of the world.

Although there are not many records of the great flood, Gu Xian is undoubtedly a group of people who stand at the top of the world.

This golden page is the divine mind technique handed down by the ancient immortals.

Yang Dong put away his treasures, then quickly left the study and rushed to the sword dance hall of Leizhou Jianmen.

But halfway, at the edge of a long corridor, Yang Le stopped him.

Yang Le stared at Yang Dong with a murderous look, and said, "Yang Dong, I want to fight with you!"

Yang Dong frowned. He still covered his face and said lazily, "I'm not Yang Dong."

"Don't lie to me, the double swords on your back, the shoes you wore yesterday, and your hairless hairstyle have exposed your identity." Yang Le did not back down, telling Yang Dong's flaws.

Oh shit, Yang Dong touched his back and his short hair, but he forgot about it.

He tore off his mask and asked, "Why do you insist on fighting with me? Everyone is from the Yang Family Fort, so they can't shake hands and make peace? The honor you're after doesn't need me to prove it at all."

Yang Le showed a confident smile on his slightly mature face: "Are you afraid? Hehe, that's right. I'm a late-stage swordsman. You're only a mid-stage swordsman. It's normal to be afraid if I overtake you."

"Yes, I'm scared, let me go, okay?" Yang Dong was really speechless, he didn't really like this kind of competition.

"However, I still want to give you a defeat, to prove to you how powerful the Jingtian Sword Gate I am in now, and how many cultivation resources they can provide me! Drink!" Yang Le finished speaking aggressively , a quick step, rushed up.

Ahhhhh!
Yang Le yelled, rushed across the corridor five meters away, and swiped the horizontal sword with his right hand.

Layers of frost, cold to the bones, covered everything it passed, and the sharp sword glow of the top-grade magic weapon sliced ​​towards Yang Dong's shoulder.

Yang Dong moved suddenly, and raised the Star Sword, with a slight lift of his left hand, the tip of the sword was not completely out of the sheath.

boom!
On Yang Dong's right hand side, a huge sword energy surged, impacting the corridor on his right hand side, destroying a wall.

But Yang Dong was only in fluttering clothes, unscathed, and he didn't fight back, walking step by step with a faint smile on his face.

This smile completely stimulated Yang Le, making him unable to calm down anymore. He was deeply impressed by this confident smile, and it has always dominated his childhood.

Yang Le panted heavily, and his heart exploded with anger. Three years later, this man still gave him that unshakable feeling!
He hates, he is very strong!

He hates that Yang Dong is also from Huaishui Yang Family Fort!

He hated Yang Dong for saving him!

He hated Yang Dong for not treating himself as an opponent!
He hated that his self-esteem could not be lifted up in front of him!
Yang Le really wanted to win, his fighting spirit surged, his eyes were red, clang, the power of the magic sword flashed again, and dozens of sword qi erupted at the same time.

But Yang Dong's left hand was extremely fast, and he raised his sword while walking to block the sword aura stabbing from all directions, as expected of a man who has been single for many years.

Not only was Yang Le's sword qi blocked, but even his icy breath was blocked. Although Yang Dong's Taiyi spirit body was just a beginner, he was not afraid of this little wind and cold.

Anyone else would have seen a very horrifying scene. Yang Dong calmly raised his sword to block Yang Le who was gnashing his teeth like a maniac.

Where they walked, layers of ice and snow condensed, and the entire corridor froze.

Yang Le saw that Yang Dong walked away step by step in front of his attack like this, and became more and more anxious. Why could he resist his own so powerful and heavy sword energy?Is it like a child scratching an itch?

He paused suddenly, standing ten steps away from Yang Dong, his horse gaited steadily, the endless frosty aura condensed on the dharma sword, and the sword aura became colder and colder.

"Mysterious sword skill, Ice Dragon Slash!"

Following Yang Le's angry shout, the sword came out, and there was a sound of rubbing against the air, which was similar to a dragon's chant, and the sword aura had a faint dragon shape, and this sword aura was unprecedentedly powerful.

But when the sword energy hit the Star Sword, it seemed to hit the cotton and disappeared.

Yang Dong is still calm and breezy, walking along.

Although Yang Le is a late sword master, he only has a high degree of fusion of sword soul and sword soul to his body.

Comparing him with Yang Dong, Yang Dong cultivated Taiyi spirit body, so he has no physical advantage.

Secondly, Yang Dong possesses dual sword souls, which cannot be compared in terms of durability.

In terms of outbreak, Yang Le may have the advantage, but Yang Dong has two earth-level sword skills!Especially the Finger of Nothingness, its explosive power is not comparable to Yang Lexuan's sword skills.

Just now Yang Dong used the Devouring Sword Soul to devour his attack in one go, creating a suffocating shock.

Yang Le couldn't understand at all, what method Yang Dong used to block all his attacks.

He felt more and more powerless. Seeing that Yang Dong had walked through the corridor, he was unscathed.

Yang Dong's refusal to fight back made him feel more hopeless than fighting back and hurting him. Yang Dong was like a high mountain that he couldn't overcome.

Yang Dong walked to the end of the corridor, turned around and said, "Yang Le, practice hard. As a swordsman, it's better not to go to the secular world often. Look at your master, he's getting old, his body is old, and he can't break through again. , This life is coming to an end. You don’t want to keep your back arched all the time, but you want to look up at me flying with my sword in the sky?”

"You!" Yang Le gritted his teeth angrily, Yang Dong didn't say a word to humiliate him, but slapped him hard.

His fists were clenched and his teeth were bleeding.

Yang Dong gently withdrew the Star Sword, and said: "In terms of strength, you are stronger than me, but you can't break through my defense."

Suddenly, Yang Le stabbed his sword fiercely into the ground, bowed his proud head submissively.

Unknowingly, Yang Le discovered that Yang Dong was not only ahead of him in terms of strength, but also better than himself in terms of demeanor and maturity.

Yang Le gritted his teeth and sighed: "I lost again, but you wait for me, next time I will prove that I am better than you, I am practicing a ground-level sword skill, I just haven't practiced yet It's done."

Yang Dong shook his head, facing such rhetoric, he didn't take it seriously.

He continued to walk forward, and suddenly, Yang Le said: "Yang Xue is not having a happy life."

Yang Dong paused, turned around in doubt, not knowing what he wanted to say.

"Although her mother is Jianzong, she doesn't treat her well." Yang Le frowned, with a pained expression on his face. Obviously, in his heart, he still had feelings for Yang Xue.

"Yang Xue's mother is Leng Tianmei, one of the elders of the Shocking Sword Sect. Not only was she harsh on Yang Xue, but she also used her to ask her to marry a dude...to be a concubine."

To be a concubine?Yang Dong was slightly moved.

What is a concubine?A concubine has no status, no status, no dignity, a man's vent tool, and a beautiful vent tool, and occasionally reduced to a cultivation furnace. After so many years of cultivation, he was snatched away by men through obscenity and humiliation .

"The other party is so big?" Yang Dong couldn't help asking.

Yang Le smiled wryly, and said: "Of course it's big, the backstage is too hard, if someone says a word, Leng Tianmei will not dare to speak, so send Yang Xue over there."

"Sent it?" Yang Dong's heart trembled for no reason.

Yang Le shook his head again, and said: "Not yet, Yang Xue has set aside five years, and if she doesn't break through to the Great Sword Master within five years, she will become a concubine for that person."

Yang Dong had a strange expression, and asked again: "Then what is her cultivation level now? I remember when we parted, she was only a swordsman."

Yang Le sighed melancholy: "I just broke through as a swordsman this year, and her aptitude is not outstanding. She has the Heavenly Essence Ice Soul, but was snatched away by her mother."

Yang Dong touched his waist subconsciously, but he didn't have the essence and ice soul anymore.

Yang Dong shook his head and said, "She can choose to leave, just like her father did back then."

"She wants to leave early, I don't know what she insists on?" Yang Le said angrily: "As long as she says a word, I will accompany her no matter where."

Yang Dong shook: "Even if you tell me, I can't help, she and I have already..."

"I didn't ask you to help." Yang Le said angrily: "What can you do as a swordsman? I just asked you to say a few words to her, and I will convey it to her."

"Hmph, what's the use of me saying a few words?" Yang Dong was very surprised by this request.

"It's useful. She often plays the flute. It's the songs I used to play with you." Yang Le said in great pain: "She must be missing you."

Yang Dong was furious immediately: "Come on! Yang Le, did you make up a story to deceive me after losing the competition? Who betrayed me back then? Tell me! You still want to deceive me with such a lie? Get out!"

An angry shout full of spiritual thoughts forced Yang Le to retreat one after another. Yang Dong's majesty and appearance instantly magnified in Yang Le's mind, like a sharp invisible sword, stimulating his head.

In this duel, Yang Le's divine sense was unexpectedly weak, and he was completely vulnerable in front of Yang Dong.

Pfft, Yang Le's seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes saw blurred double images, his ears were buzzing, and he passed out after a while.

Yang Dong stood on the long corridor where there was no one else, he was burning with anger, he obviously felt that Yang Le was deceiving him.

But he didn't leave, hesitating in his heart, finally he tore off his clothes, touched his waist pocket, and had no pen and ink, so he bit his finger and wrote a sentence.

Then it was rolled up, placed on Yang Le's palm, and finally left quietly.

The sun was setting, and it was dusk. On the sword martial arts stage of Jianmen, there was an older, majestic sword cultivator in Taoist robes sitting in the center. Next to him was a young boy with bright eyes, looking around.

Yang Dong knew that that person was the big shot in Wanbao Pavilion, Mo Xuxi!The boy next to him is his only son, Mo Xiaolang.

People from Wanbao Pavilion can at least ensure that the life-and-death contest will not be criticized morally. If Lenin wins, no one will catch him. Shocking Sword Sect also has to take Wanbao Pavilion into consideration.

(End of this chapter)