Chapter 133: Test the top of the sword tablet, the nameless sword will eventually become famous
As dawn approaches, Ye Chenxue's sword energy becomes more and more crazy, like a gust of wind and rain, trying to defeat Mo Que before the sun rises.
This battle lasts all day and all night, no matter who wins or loses, the winner will be decided at the break of dawn, at the moment when day and night are separated!
"Boom boom boom!"
Mo Que held his sword and stood guard, but Ye Chenxue didn't know whether it was a hundred swords or a thousand swords. He was covered in blood and bruised.
Everyone was moved by it. Mo Que's perseverance, Ye Chenxue's spirit body and sword skills were all so powerful and frightening.
"boom!"
When Ye Chenxue struck with another sword, she stopped her attack, her face turned pale and she couldn't help but gasp.
After fighting for a day and night, the vitality in her body had bottomed out, and the crescent moon between her eyebrows became dim. The final impact before dawn was even more exhausting.
At this time, her body was empty, with only the last trace of vitality left.
"It seems that Mo Que is going to lose!" Lou Yuchen, who was on the sidelines, let out a sigh.
Everyone was silent, no one could refute.
Ye Chenxue's last sword blow caused the broken sword in Mo Que's hand to fly far away, and it fell from the top of Lunjian Peak to the bottom of the mountain.
After enduring attacks all night long, he only defended but did not attack. No matter how strong Mo Que was, his arms were numb at the last moment and he was unable to take Ye Chenxue's last sword. The broken sword in his hand was knocked off the mountain.
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"Hahahaha, as a sword cultivator, you don't even have a sword, how can you win?" Ye Rufeng shouted excitedly, saying: "Trash! I told you that you are a trash, and you can only be a trash in this life.
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As long as Ye Chenxue remains undefeated in this battle and ascends to the Star Ranking, the rise of the Ye family will become inevitable and no one can stop it!
Mo Que, a disabled person, still wanted to stand up and humiliated the Ye family several times!
Ye Rufeng couldn't hide his excitement and couldn't help shouting.
"Humph, I have already advised you. Ye Chenxue is the future of my sword building, how can you, a martial arts disciple, defeat him?" Elder Wu sneered from the sidelines, looking at Yao Lao on the side, intentionally or unintentionally.
Yao Lao remained silent, just sighing in his heart.
However, even if Mo Que lost to Ye Chenxue in this battle, in his heart, Mo Que's ability to persist to this point and never give up was worthy of his status as a physical practitioner.
The sky has turned white, and the light of the bright moon has also dimmed and is about to set.
The night is ending and dawn is approaching.
Ye Chenxue, who had only the last trace of vitality left, looked at Mo Que coldly and said: "You and I are destined to be like the bright moon and the scorching sun, unable to coexist. Now, I am the winner!"
For those who practice swordsmanship, the sword is their life. Losing the sword in their hands means losing their lives.
"I'm not defeated yet!" Mo Que shook his head, his face covered in blood, but the light in his eyes was still bright and determined.
"As a sword cultivator, losing the sword in your hand is equivalent to defeat!" Ye Chenxue laughed angrily and said: "Now that you are covered in wounds and can't even hold the sword in your hand, are you still trying to defeat me?
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On the sidelines, Elder Wu frowned dissatisfied and hummed: "A swordsman will lose if he loses his sword, but this Mo Que is so shameless. He lost his sword and still has the audacity to fight again!"
Yao Lao just frowned slightly. Although he admired Mo Que's tenacity and unwillingness to give up, being so shameless was also a loss of character and was not the behavior of a martial artist.
Only Bai and Mo were worried. They didn't feel that Ye Chenxue was about to win, nor did they feel that Mo Que was really shameless.
Mo Que, who was in the field, suddenly showed a smile and said, "Who said I no longer have a sword?"
Before Ye Chenxue understood the meaning of Mo Que's words, she saw Mo Que dragging his injured body to the side of the sword test monument.
The sword test monument was filled with swords.
"Do you want to use the sword on the Sword Trial Tablet against the enemy?"
Seeing this, Elder Wu smiled disdainfully and said, "Don't you know that the swords on the sword test monument can only be pulled out by the person who keeps the sword? It's ridiculous to want to use these swords against the enemy. How can there be a loser like you on this monument?
A sword that a person can use?"
The first poster sighed bitterly when he saw Mo Que's actions. He vaguely guessed Mo Que's intentions in his heart, as if he had seen the final result of this battle.
Ignoring Elder Wu's sarcasm, Mo Que jumped in front of the sword test monument and jumped onto the top of the monument.
He stretched out his hand and grasped the unknown sword that was left on the top of the sword test monument, and it is still unknown who left it!
"Impossible, this is impossible!" Ye Chenxue's heart trembled, and her eyes were filled with unprecedented panic.
Even though she fought with Mo Que until dawn, even though the sun was about to rise, she had never been so panicked.
Ever since she worshiped in the sword tower, left her sword to test on the top of the sword stele, and received the inheritance of the sword ancestor, her light in the sword tower is unparalleled, just like the bright moon in the sky, towering over the heaven and earth, looking down on all living beings.
But even so, there was always one thing in her heart that she couldn't let go of for a long time.
More than once, she saw in her dreams the nameless sword that was left on top of the Sword Test Monument, the only nameless sword that stood above her.
The sword not only pierced the top of the sword test monument, but also pierced deeply into her heart.
Even though everyone in the sword tower later forgot about this incident, for her, that sword has always been piercing her heart.
At this moment, when Mo Que held the sword, Ye Chenxue suddenly felt an inexplicable fear in her heart.
"No, when you became a disciple, you were just a disabled person who had just entered the martial arts. There was no way you could be superior to me!" Her eyes were red and she was crazy with desire.
For the proud Moon Spirit Holy Body, the person who left this sword could be anyone, but it cannot be Mo Que!
"Boom!"
At this moment, the sword monument began to tremble violently, and the swords on the monument trembled, as if feeling boundless fear and trembling with fear.
"laugh--"
In Mo Que's hand, the iron sword that was deeply inserted into the stele moved slowly, and the blade of the sword rubbed against the sword test stele, making bursts of harsh sounds.
The sound rang in people's ears, like thunder.
"It's really him!" Lou Yuchen was stunned and remembered that he had left another sword on this peak that day.
Moreover, he once said that he would definitely fight with the person who left the sword to settle the old grudge between the Sword Pavilion and the Sword Tower.
Bai and Mo just sighed deeply. Although they already had the answer in their hearts, they still felt extremely complicated after seeing Mo Que draw the sword with their own eyes.
From the beginning, he sent people to look for the person who left the sword. When all the disciples who were apprentices failed to match him in the end, he should have known that the sword was left by Mo Que.
However, because Mo Que had no vitality, he, like everyone else, subconsciously excluded Mo Que.
It was not until later that the words of Dongfang Chuyue, a woman in plain clothes, gave him an uncertain answer.
"This nameless sword finally has a name today." The first poster sighed.
The name of this sword is Moque!
"boom!"
When Mo Que pulled out the sword on top of the stele, the sword stele roared, and then everything returned to calm.
At the top of Lunjian Peak, there was total silence.
The master of the thirty-sixth floor, who was secretly watching the battle, and the disciples of each floor who retreated far away, were stunned.
This sword, which has never been left behind by anyone, finally came to fruition today, but the answer was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Whoosh!"
Mo Que landed from the top of the monument, stood up with his sword in hand, looked at Ye Chenxue, and said, "I said, if I can give you everything today, I can also take it all back!"
As the words fell, the first ray of sunshine fell from the sky and the sun rose.
The night is over.
Ye Chenxue looked up blankly and saw that there was no trace of the bright moon in the sky, only the rising sun.