Chapter 164: Zhao Yuqing is not good at swordsmanship?
After several more hours, the sky gradually became gloomy.
Chen Changsheng looked up, and under the afterglow, a fairy island appeared in front of him.
But the island was not surrounded by clouds and mist and had a strong fairy spirit as imagined. On the contrary, it seemed particularly ordinary.
As they gradually approached, Chen Changsheng saw several palaces on the fairy island, but these palaces had long been abandoned, and some had collapsed due to the erosion of rain.
It's more than that.
Between the palaces, there is a ravine about a hundred feet wide that divides these palaces into two.
Looking around, there is nothing but ruins.
Chen Changsheng descended with his sword and landed in front of the palace.
Looking down again, I saw a plaque broken into two sections.
Under the combination, I saw it said - [Qinyue Palace]
Chen Changsheng opened his lips slightly and raised his eyes to look at this huge immortal sect. With such a large scale, it was probably one of the best in the world of immortal cultivation.
"It's really no exaggeration at all."
It is estimated that the hundred-foot sword mark was left by Zhao Yuqing.
Chen Changsheng's eyes moved upward, looking towards the distance.
A mountain appeared in front of his eyes.
Not surprisingly, it is Yunfu Mountain.
But in fact, this mountain is not actually on the island.
Chen Changsheng jumped up and flew down the mountain.
I saw a layer of light clouds holding up the high mountain.
Chen Changsheng looked at the mountain and murmured: "Clouds on the mountain, clouds on the mountain, no wonder this place is called Yunfu Mountain."
Chen Changsheng was walking towards the floating clouds.
The island is lush with vegetation, but there is a road leading under the floating clouds.
Chen Changsheng suddenly paused and raised his head to go forward.
'Besides Zhao Yuqing, is there anyone else on this island?'
At the end of the road, there was a person sitting, with his eyes closed, guarding in front of Yunfu Mountain. Next to him stood a dark sword box.
As Chen Changsheng gradually approached.
The man suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, put his hand on the sword box beside him, and said two words with a coldness in his mouth.
"Stop!"
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but be startled when he looked at that man's face.
He seems to have seen this person before.
Chen Changsheng recalled it for a moment and suddenly thought about it.
"It turns out to be you."
Yan Bei settled down for a moment, and then he noticed the person in front of him.
Yan Beian also recognized Chen Changsheng, but did not speak.
Chen Changsheng looked at the sword in Yan Beian's hand and said: "It seems that the old sword cultivator has indeed led you to become a swordsman, but logically speaking, you should be at Jian Mountain. How come you are at the foot of Yunfu Mountain?"
Yan Beian looked at Chen Changsheng, but he did not explain, just remained silent.
Seeing that he was unwilling to answer, Chen Changsheng stopped asking any more questions.
"Don't want to say?" Chen Changsheng said, "That's fine."
"Chen has something to do when he goes up the mountain. Is it possible to make way for him?"
Yan Beian took a step forward and said, "I promised the people on the mountain not to let anyone go up there."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng asked: "What do you owe Zhao Yuqing?"
Yan Beian still didn't answer, pressing the sword box and keeping vigilant.
Chen Changsheng sighed helplessly, and then said: "What if Chen insists on going up?"
Yan Beian glanced sideways at the hand holding the sword box beside him, and the meaning was clear.
It's nothing more than drawing a sword.
Chen Changsheng looked at the sword box, but shook his head and said: "Chen and the old sword cultivator are old friends, and he is also your guide. It is not a good idea to draw swords at each other."
Yan Beian was heartbroken when he heard this, and his hand on the sword box loosened a little.
Chen Changsheng continued: "Furthermore, whether the sword is drawn or not, Chen will get through it, so why bother?"
Yan Beian looked at him and he opened his mouth.
"I……"
He was a little confused: "There is no way to give way."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "There has to be a reason, right?"
"He promised me that as long as he stayed here for ten years, he would teach me the sword. Now it's the last year."
Yan Beian knew very well that he was no match for this person, but he saw that it was already the ninth year, only a few months away...
Chen Changsheng understood and asked: "What kind of sword move can make you willing to defend it for ten years?"
Yan Beian shook his head and said: "I don't know the name, I just saw it..."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng pondered and murmured: "Is this so..."
He looked towards Yunfu Mountain.
On the top of the mountain, Zhao Yuqing was holding a sword in his hand and looking at Chen Changsheng down the mountain.
The two people's eyes met at this moment.
Chen Changsheng withdrew his gaze and immediately looked at Yan Beian.
He said calmly: "It seems there is no need to go up."
Yan Beian's eyes showed confusion.
At this moment.
On the top of Yunfu Mountain, Zhao Yuqing had already raised the sword in his hand.
"Listen to the rain."
Chen Changsheng frowned, then stretched out his hand, and the Tingyu Sword hidden aside fell into his hand.
"Buzz."
The sound of the sword came from the sword.
Yan Beian recognized this sword at a glance. It was the ninth sword hidden in the sword box.
Chen Changsheng held his sword and raised his eyes, looking at the mountains above the floating clouds.
When he raised his hand, he picked up a sword flower.
With a slight swipe, a sword energy slashed away!
This sword seems to be effortless, just raise your hand and strike out.
But another magnificent sword light passed in front of Yan Bei'an's eyes.
Yan Bei'an was startled and turned around to look.
The aftermath of the ripples blew up his hair, and he stared at the sword's heart that went straight up into the clouds, as if a turbulent wave had stirred up in his heart.
It looks like an ordinary sword, but it seems to have infinite power, making people intimidated.
On Yunfu Mountain, another wave of fluctuation suddenly came.
"Zheng!"
Suddenly, he saw a sword slashing out from the top of the mountain, confronting it.
"boom!!!"
Between the collision of two sword energies.
The fairy island shook, and the waves stirred up the sky above. The only few well-preserved palaces in the originally abandoned Qinyue Palace were also razed to the ground by the sword energy.
The sound of roaring sounded from Yan Beian's ears.
He quickly reached out and covered his ears, but to no avail. In just an instant, all the surrounding sounds were cut off in his ears.
Yan Beian took a few steps back and stared blankly at the scene.
The two swords just now flashed in his eyes.
The remaining sword energy among the floating clouds flew everywhere, slashing the trees and cliffs on the island. In an instant, gravel flew and the forest was destroyed.
"Rumble..."
The two swords faced each other and almost razed this fairy island to the ground.
Yan Beian took a few deep breaths, and the roaring in his ears gradually faded away. He shook his head, and after a while, he could hear some sounds.
Chen Changsheng put away his sword, somewhat surprised.
There is no distinction between superior and inferior?
It shouldn't be.
Chen Changsheng knew that his swordsmanship came from mortal swordsmanship. In terms of swordsmanship, Zhao Yuqing should be better than him.
Now there is no distinction between top and bottom...
Chen Changsheng came back to his senses. He looked at Yan Beian and asked, "Isn't Zhao Yuqing good at swordsmanship?"
Yan Beian was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
"Not good at swordsmanship?"
He was in a daze for a moment.
In the words of the gentleman in green shirt in front of me...
How can such two swords be called bad swordsmanship?