Senior Brother Jianxian is Going to Have a Good Time Today

This is the sword of qi made by the spirit of the five elements. Although it is still not as good as the magic weapon in Ning Xiu's hand, it is enough if it is used as a trick.

But that's not the surprise.

What is really surprising is that the moment he held the sword, his aura also poured down the world like flowing water, which is also... the aura of the Mahayana First Layer.

Mahayana first weight? !

But where does the Eastern Territory suddenly come with a Mahayana First Layer?

There are not many rumors about Shenyuan Thunder Tribulation Valley, but if there is such a person who broke through the tenth stage of crossing the tribulation and entered the first stage of Mahayana, then the news must have spread throughout the entire Eastern Region.

So that's what's surprising.

Quite a few disciples began to whisper, and the ones who talked the most should be the disciples of Jianzong.

If there is a second Mahayana First Layer of this age in this world, is there any possibility of breaking Ning Xiu's myth?

But if it's about swords... Under the same realm, who can beat Ning Xiu?

Ning Xiu's eyes were also slightly surprised, but more, he was happy, "Brother Gu's panacea has been restored?"

"Yeah, I just found one and used it first." Gu Yuan replied casually, he could feel that Ning Xiu's aura was stronger than before.

In other words, the current him has truly comprehended his potential and found his way.

"Have you realized it?" Gu Yuan asked casually.

"Yes." Ning Xiu slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and when he raised the sword, countless auras surged together, and all the slanting rain in this world stopped strangely at this moment.

"Brother Gu asked me last time why I wield my sword. I said that I want to become the supreme swordsman."

"If I want to find a reason to become the supreme swordsman, I want to use the sword in my hand to protect everything in this Eastern Region."

"So our battle is doomed." Gu Yuan murmured.

Maybe Ning Xiu is really a bit like Ning Daogan back then. He probably had the same thoughts when he fought the evil cultivator of the Blood Steed Sect.

Don't you see the bones covering the field are like snow, the tall trees are sad and the wind is rustling.

Once the hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity for the common people.

Gu Yuan closed his eyes.

He suppressed all the chaotic killing intent in his heart, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes became much clearer.

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A hazy spring rain.

Ning Xiu in front of Gu Yuan, his eyes were very bright. Although his eyes were still dark, they still had a majesty that could not be seen directly.

That was Ning Xiu's sword move that frightened the soul.

Gu Yuan swung his sword the moment the raindrops fell, and a flash of sword light flashed across the entire Sword Discourse Arena for a moment, almost causing everyone's eyes to be stabbed for a moment, as if the two swords were touching. Together, it seems to have collided thousands of back and forth.

In the end, both of them returned to their original positions with calm expressions.

It was precisely because of this first sword that Ning Xiu really let go of his worries.

He was originally worried that his cultivation would hinder Gu Yuan a lot, so he wondered if he should lower his level.

But now in this situation, it is obvious that he no longer needs to suppress anything, he just needs to do his best.

Ning Xiu hadn't used his sword with all his strength for a while.

He is the holy son of Jianzong in the Eastern Region, and he is now in the territory of Jianzong, so he bears the honor of Jianzong.

His master Ning Daoqian is watching him from the audience, so his hand holding the sword is a little tighter, he won't lose.

Ning Xiu already knew the outcome of this battle well.

Gu Yuan's expression changed slightly.

From Ning Xiu's first sword, he saw a lot of things, many brand new things, as if Ning Xiu standing in front of him has been reborn, the sword just now, even if it is a monk of the fifth level of Mahayana, take it. No more.

So the two of them unleashed a second sword the moment the rain fell.

The sword didn't seem to have much sharpness, and it wasn't very fast either. It was just that the swords of the two collided with each other. No one pulled back, and no one moved their turns. It looked like they were competing for strength.

But the body shields of the two are now also lit together, making a clanging sound.

That was the sword energy surrounding the two of them, they existed all the time, imitating the moves of the sword holder, the sword energy collided together, crushing all the raindrops falling on them.

Gu Yuan looked into Ning Xiu's eyes, his pupils did not retreat in the slightest, their firmness made people startled.

He was slightly moved.

Because he has never been able to be so determined.

The collision of the second sword ended when there was a thunderclap in midair, the two of them each took a step back, Gu Yuan shook his hands slightly, and Ning Xiu's face turned pale.

After retreating for a moment, it seemed as if the two of them disappeared from the Sword Discourse Arena at the same time, and then afterimages collided with each other in mid-air, and all kinds of complicated and exquisite sword moves circulated in the hands of the two of them. ,

……

"Master, who do you think will win?" Hua Chuyan sat beside Hua Yueyou, gently tugged at her sleeve, and asked softly.

Hua Yueyou looked at the stage with worried eyes.

"I'm a little uncertain."

She is indeed a little uncertain now, originally she thought that Gu Yuan should be the final winner, but now Ning Xiu, who is in the first level of the Mahayana, seems to have comprehended many amazing things, his sword has become so round Rong Ruyi, even Hua Yueyou under the stands was startled.

But Gu Yuan didn't seem to be defenseless, his sword move was very strange, obviously it was also a sword move, but Hua Yueyou couldn't see what his move was, on the contrary, it looked more like a mess.

Hua Yueyou couldn't tell who would win, she subconsciously looked at Luo Yesheng, but Luo Yesheng's expression seemed to remain unchanged.

……

Gu Yuan himself didn't even remember how many moves he tried with Ning Xiu, but when the two of them fell from midair, they both looked somewhat exhausted.

"You have become much stronger." Gu Yuan said.

But Ning Xiu just shook his head helplessly, "Most of them are things left in my soul. When I broke through the Mahayana stage, they naturally appeared in my mind."

"I see. It seems that you are really the reincarnation of the sword fairy they said." Gu Yuan probably understood.

The Sword of Qi in his hand had become dilapidated, so he squeezed another one out. The surface of the sword of Qi was flashing with turbulent fireworks, evaporating all the rainwater.

"Maybe, I don't really understand." Ning Xiu responded softly. The blade in his hand was covered with thunder, and the dazzling electric light flickered, and the aura around him also began to become chaotic. The aura fluttered restlessly in mid-air, and they quickly condensed into two flying swords, which surrounded Ning Xiu's back.

"I've always wanted to ask a question." He asked suddenly.

"You said."

"Why does Brother Gu cultivate the sword?" Ning Xiu asked sincerely.

He didn't mean the slightest bit of irony, probably just out of curiosity.

But such a question, Gu Yuan felt that he could not answer it.

So he didn't answer, just shook his head.

Ning Xiu didn't ask any more questions.

"Brother Gu, be careful with this sword."

Thunder flashed from his sword, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to start to flow, the world became mixed with light and dark, and the thunder sword in his hand became the only light in this world.

It was as if everything had turned gray and white.

Ning Xiu's figure completely disappeared from Gu Yuan's perception.

Gu Yuan couldn't perceive his existence, because his soul gave him the information, as if Ning Xiu was anywhere in the Sword Discourse Arena, as if every inch was where he had kept it.

He couldn't find Ning Xiu, so he had no choice but to draw his sword in front of him without any hesitation.

His Sword of Qi is formed by the condensed spiritual energy of the five elements, and there is a talisman on the blade. If it is a sword, it is more like a talisman drawn with spiritual energy.

This is a rune sword.

This sword moved forward, as if it was expected that Ning Xiu would appear in front of him in the end, and it was indeed the case. Ning Xiu appeared with a dazzling thunder, just like thunder rolling from the sky, as if at this moment he became the world Sovereign of authority.

As for Gu Yuan's talisman sword, the light was completely covered by the thunder, and became much weaker.

The sword lights collided and mixed into a hazy halo.

……

There was a little appreciation in Ning Daoqian's eyes.

He was the one who brought Ning Xiu back to the Sword Sect back then. He was not the heir of Ning Daoqian. Ning Daoqian practiced Taoism for thousands of years and devoted himself to holding the sword. He has never had any Taoist companions. Watching grow up.

Ning Xiu will become his successor, and Ning Qingyao will inherit the true soul of Jianzu and become the guardian spirit of Jianzong.

At that time, he will also be able to relieve the heavy responsibility of the master of the Sword Sect.

Ning Daoqian used to be a young swordsman. Compared with this supreme power, he misses the days when he used to wield a sword even more.

But when he seized the power, he had to think more, and he couldn't be that upright young swordsman anymore.

……

Luo Yesheng's expression changed slightly.

Of course she was able to see everything on the stage, so he saw that the sword of Qi in Gu Yuan's hand was cut into pieces by Ning Xiu's blade, and Ning Xiu's sword fell on Gu Yuan's body. The spirit hood only supported for a moment before it shattered.

So Ning Xiu's sword fell on him.

His shoulder was cut by the sword light, leaving a deep bone mark.

Ning Xiu's figure appeared in front of Gu Yuan again.

Gu Yuan calmly looked down at the scar on his shoulder, his flesh and blood quickly reconnected the shoulder, and his eyes were a little dazed.

Just as Ning Xiu was about to say something, a sword of Qi condensed in Gu Yuan's hand again.

The outcome is undecided, everything is unpredictable.

……

"Your sword heart is messed up." The mirror demon's voice sounded in his ears, as if with a bit of seductive magic power.

"I've never had anything like this."

"Really? Then why when Ning Xiu asked why you practiced swords, you couldn't answer?"