Chapter 165: In a blink of an eye, it becomes nothing
I haven't waited for Yan Beian's reply yet.
"Quickly retreat!"
Chen Changsheng was startled for a moment, and then he raised his sleeves, causing a gust of wind to fly Yan Beian away.
Before Yan Beian could recover, he was blown away by the gust of wind.
When looking again.
But he saw a sword energy slashing down towards the position just now.
Chen Changsheng jumped up and stepped back several feet.
"boom……"
Another vibration sounded.
I saw that where I was standing just now, a ravine several feet wide had been cut by the sword energy just now.
Chen Changsheng raised his eyes and saw Zhao Yuqing from Yunfu Mountain leaping down lightly, her body like floating catkins, coming to Chen Changsheng.
Zhao Yuqing held a wooden sword in his hand, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "Didn't I say before that next time we meet, I will kill you, and you still dare to come to my door?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "Then why do you have to hold back?"
Zhao Yuqing said: "I'm afraid you will die too easily."
"Should Chen say thank you?"
"Chen Changsheng, I'm not here to talk nonsense with you."
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "Can't we sit down and have a chat calmly?"
Zhao Yuqing looked at him and couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart. He thought of Yuxuan and Hu Yu, and he couldn't help but chop out the sword in his hand.
"Zheng."
Chen Changsheng dodged sideways, and the sword energy streaked along his cheek. The sword wind rippled his hair, but it did not hurt him at all.
Zhao Yuqing is a casual person. If he is displeased, he will draw his sword. But at the same time, he is sensible and still holds his hand back. Otherwise, Chen Changsheng would not be able to easily dodge the sword.
Zhao Yuqing held the wooden sword in his hand tightly, and the anger in his eyes slowly calmed down.
In the end, he still couldn't move his hand, and the hand holding the wooden sword gradually relaxed.
Zhao Yuqing put away the wooden sword in his hand, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "I really want to hack you to death."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard what he said.
The more straightforward Zhao Yuqing's words are, the more it shows that he will not really take action.
Chen Changsheng looked at him calmly and said, "I came here this time because I want to know what you haven't finished saying that day."
Zhao Yuqing calmed down after hearing this. He looked at Chen Changsheng, suddenly sneered and said, "Aren't you Chen Changsheng? Is there something you don't know?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "Chen thinks you should understand why I came here."
This sentence is obviously correct.
Zhao Yuqing certainly understood what Chen Changsheng wanted to ask.
From the moment Zhao Yuqing learned everything from Yuxuan's mouth, he knew that Chen Changsheng would continue to search for this answer.
Even Chen Changsheng would come to the foot of Yunfu Mountain.
In fact, Chen Changsheng also knew very well that in terms of fighting alone, he would not be Zhao Yuqing's opponent.
On the page of the West Bridge of Qiuyue Square, Chen Changsheng had already clearly seen the gap between himself and Zhao Yuqing.
He just has empty magic power, Taoism and swordsmanship are nothing compared to Zhao Yuqing's.
But he came anyway.
And the answer given by Zhao Yuqing was.
Zhao Yuqing said: "I know what you want to ask."
"But what I can tell you is that it's not that I can't tell, but that you can't know."
Chen Changsheng actually expected such a result.
But Zhao Yuqing's words made him think deeply.
Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked, "Is there any difference?"
Zhao Yuqing looked at him and said, "Because it's not your fault."
"It's not my fault?"
Chen Changsheng frowned. He looked at Zhao Yuqing and asked, "What do you mean it's not my fault? Could it be that there is something wrong behind this?"
Zhao Yuqing looked at him but said nothing.
Obviously, he could not answer these questions.
Chen Changsheng also understood this and asked, "There must be something I can ask."
Zhao Yuqing said: "If it's not important, you can ask."
Chen Changsheng said: "What is the relationship between me and you, and Yu Xuan?"
When talking about this matter, Zhao Yuqing's figure swayed obviously.
Seeing his silence, Chen Changsheng asked, "Isn't that why you can't say it?"
Zhao Yuqing raised his head, looked at Chen Changsheng, and said, "Yuxuan and I come from the same family."
"Master..."
Zhao Yuqing looked at him and slowly said a name.
"Chen Changsheng."
Chen Changsheng froze on the spot at that moment.
He was in a daze and asked: "Who?"
"The old you."
Apart from that, Zhao Yuqing said nothing more.
Zhao Yuqing's expression suddenly showed impatience, he raised his hand and pushed out a palm.
Chen Changsheng was still stunned, so much so that he didn't even dodge the palm.
The wind from his palm blew it away.
Zhao Yuqing didn't want to talk any more. It wasn't that it was something that couldn't be said, but that he didn't want to say it himself.
"Don't come here again."
Zhao Yuqing said one last word, then jumped away and returned to Yunfu Mountain.
Chen Changsheng was lifted off this fairy island by the wind of his palm.
He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he didn't know how long he had been floating in the air.
Chen Changsheng came to his senses and paused.
At this moment, he had flown hundreds of miles away, and the bottom of his feet was already a deserted sea.
Raising his hand again, he saw the floating clouds intertwining with the mountains, and the last twilight sunset sinking under the mountains.
Chen Changsheng still had many questions he wanted to ask, but his figure suddenly became illusory, and everything around him gradually dimmed.
Everything before my eyes seemed like a dream.
In the blink of an eye...
It became a bubble.
…
Under the Yunfu Mountain.
Yan Beian staggered up from the ground. At this moment, his hearing was still numb.
Not only his hearing, but his entire body was numb.
In his opinion, nothing was more memorable than those two swords.
It is said that monks have the power to reach heaven and earth, but now he has truly seen it.
He staggered towards his previous location.
When I came there again, I saw a deep ravine with sword marks on the ground. The sword box had been chopped to pieces, and three of the eight swords were broken.
Yan Beian raised his eyes and saw that this fairy island had become disfigured because of the two swords.
The original hillsides, grass and trees were all turned into flat ground under the sword energy.
Yan Beian gasped, standing under the floating clouds, his eyes a little dazed.
In his mind, he kept recalling the scenes of the confrontation between the two swords.
He stood there for a long time.
Until finally, a sword intent suddenly appeared on his body.
Lines of sword energy emerged out of thin air, seeming to slice through everything around them.
Yan Beian raised his hand and a sword fell into his hand.
He raised his hand and chopped it off.
It seemed like a sudden wave passed over this place.
This sword already has a three-dimensional appearance.
"Zheng..."
The sword passed and left a sound, cutting down thousands of plants and trees.
Yan Beian lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. He suddenly put down the sword and leaned down to bow.
"Sword Mountain Yan Beian, thank you two seniors for giving me the sword!"
This sound resounded throughout the entire fairy island.
However, Zhao Yuqing didn't care about this sentence, but Chen Changsheng couldn't hear it.
After paying homage, Yan Beian carried the broken sword box on his back.
Yan Beian took a step forward and left this fairy island.
He didn't last ten years, nor did he learn Zhao Yuqing's sword.
But now, it doesn't matter which sword it is.
He had already engraved those two swords deeply in his eyes.