The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

The sword was like a venomous snake, swift, hateful, accurate!

The white child flew out, bringing with him a whirlwind. His white brows formed a line, making him look exceptionally proud and aloof.

Li Dao chuckled. Bai Tong's swordsmanship was quite good. He had a heart for swords, but it was still lacking in comparison.

He sent out the sheathed sword, which arrived late and directly blocked the white child's throat.

Bai Tong held the sword in one hand and the treasured sword in the other. The treasured sword was a few inches away from Li Dao. However, it was these few inches that made him unable to move.

With his pupils dilated, Bai Tong's expression kept changing as he muttered to himself, "Impossible, impossible, how can the gap between us be so huge?"

His face turned green, then white. No one knew what he was thinking.

"I refuse to accept this, it must be because your sword is longer than mine. It must be like this, or else it wouldn't be so coincidental."

The muscles on Bai Tong's face trembled. He could not accept that he had failed even after not taking a single move from Li Dao. He found an excuse to convince himself.

Li Dao couldn't help but laugh. Wasn't this child's temperament a little too fragile? As a swordsman, losing meant losing. How could he give up? Moreover, he had attributed it all to his own short sword. How could he not be amused?

In the distance, Young Master Yue was beaming with happiness as his eyes shone with a bright light.

Young Master Yue was the same as Bai Tong, both at the sixth level of the Postnatal realm. However, he was not good at martial arts, but at scheming and scheming. Using poison to set up a formation was his usual tactic. The higher the power of Li Blade's martial arts, the greater the sense of accomplishment he would feel when Li Blade fell into his hands.

Li Dao withdrew his sword and said to Bai Tong, "Since you are unwilling, I will give you one more chance to convince you wholeheartedly."

A trace of hope flashed through Bai Tong's eyes, as if he were a drowning man holding onto a straw.

He took two steps back, drew his sword, and attacked Li Dao once again. This time, the white sword carried a biting cold killing intent.

"It's too flashy to withstand a single blow." Li Dao shook his head as he commented.

A sword intent shot up to the sky, radiating from Li Dao's body. He decided to let Bai Tong experience what was called despair.

Even after thrusting out with his sword, the sword had still not left its sheath.

The air seemed to have frozen. Bai Tong looked on helplessly as Li Dao's sword pierced towards him. He had no intention of resisting at all. He wanted to dodge, but found that his body was no longer under his control.

Boundless loneliness, endless desolation, and endless despair enveloped Bai Tong. He discovered that he was like a small boat in the ocean, facing the stormy seas that blotted out the sky, and his legs went soft. He wanted to give an angry roar to break the enveloping sword intent, but he realized that he could not even make an angry roar.

Bai Tong shut his eyes in despair. In front of the monstrous waves, he gave up resisting and waited for death.

A cool breeze blew past. The white child opened his eyes, and the sky immediately cleared up.

So everything just now was all an illusion. Facing Li Dao's sword intent, he didn't even have the chance to resist?

This time, Bai Tong finally realized the massive gap between him and Li Dao. He asked, "What sword technique is this?"

"This is not a sword technique, but a sword intent. Once you have comprehended sword intent, you will be considered a true swordsman. "

Li Dao nudged Bai Tong and ignored him. Then, he turned around and walked towards Young Master Yue.

Bai Tong stood on the spot, still immersed in Li Dao's sword intent. His expression was wooden and dull as he spat out three words in desolation, "I've lost!"

At this time, no one paid any attention to Bai Tong. Young Master Yue clapped his hands and laughed, "Sect Leader's words are true. Brother Li's swordsmanship has really broadened the world's horizons. It seems like you have really been too inexperienced!"

Li Dao stood three meters away from Young Master Yue and smiled. "There is always someone stronger than you. Today, you realized that you are just a frog in a well. Congratulations."

Young Master Yue did not get angry, but said sternly, "Whether he is a Well Frog or not will be known later. I am here to learn Brother Li's swordsmanship."