It has been agreed a long time ago that this sword competition will be based on Wangyou as the realm. Whether it is Yu Xiyi or the master of the sword sect, it can only be considered relatively fair in this realm.
But the master of the Sword Sect was thinking at this moment, and the sword energy flowing out of the acupoints had actually passed the realm of Wangyou and reached the end of Wangyou.
The leader of the Sword Sect frowned, and when the sword energy circulated, he once again took it back into his acupoints.
All of this was actually between lightning and flint, but although the flow of sword energy was very subtle, it was still noticed by Yu Xiyi on the opposite side. He stopped the sword and started again.
The weeds had been wiped away, and Qiu Shui, the flying sword in the sword sect's hand, stopped the first sword, but from this moment on, he fell completely passive.
After that, Yu Xiyi's sword power continued, and every time the weeds swung out, they would suppress the sword sect leader by one point. After counting the swords, the swordsman leader who had stood at the top of the swordsmanship for countless years finally showed a general trend.
Momentum, he began to lose continuously.
Among almost all the monks in the world, sword cultivators are the ones who care most about the so-called breath in their chests. At this moment, the breath of the master of the Sword Sect is gone. Naturally, no matter how high the sword is and how strong the realm is, he is destined to be defeated again and again.
There was a click.
Just when the master of the Sword Sect was a little distracted, a crack appeared on the autumn water of the flying sword in his hand, and it kept colliding with the weeds that were a century-old sword. This ordinary flying sword was made with great effort. At this moment, the master of the Sword Sect
After that breath faded, the flying sword finally couldn't be held anymore.
The flying sword broke off and turned into several pieces. Countless fragments of the flying sword fell down and disappeared.
Weedao also took advantage of the situation and pierced the sect leader's left chest with his sword.
The world between heaven and earth suddenly became very quiet at this moment.
Everyone saw this scene, their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
What did they see?
That Sword Sect leader was pierced through the body by Yu Xiyi's flying sword at this moment?
How can this be?
You know, the master of the Sword Sect has dominated the world for so many years, and has long been considered unparalleled in the swordsmanship. But for such a terrifying existence, why did he fail?
Even though everyone present knew that today's battle was a contest between the Sword Sect's master's suppressive realm and the younger sword cultivators, no one had ever thought that Yu Xiyi would really defeat the Sword Sect's master in a sword competition.
Just as the leader of the Sword Sect believes in himself, in this world, no matter how many realms he suppresses, he is destined to be the strongest and unrivaled in the sword cultivator.
But now, no matter what you say, what everyone can see is that the Sword Sect leader has failed.
This person at the top of the mountain was defeated by another sword cultivator for the first time in the same realm.
Although the master of the Sword Sect is still the number one in swordsmanship, he did lose today.
No one said anything, but the shock spread in the hearts of everyone present, and it seemed that it would never stop.
The leader of the Sword Sect lowered his head and glanced at the flying sword and wild grass stuck in his chest.
This century-old sword can indeed be ranked among the top three flying swords in the world, but such a flying sword, no matter how sharp it is, should not be inserted into one's chest.
"Hahaha……"
A burst of laughter broke the current silence.
It was Yu Xiyi who was breathing heavily. He raised his head and looked at the tall swordsman in front of him, his eyes full of pride.
The master of the Sword Sect was also looking at him, looking at the young swordsman in front of him with an unprecedented serious look.
There is a big age gap between the two, with more than one generation between them. Before today, the master of the Sword Sect only regarded Yu Xiyi as a descendant.
But after today, it may be different.
The master of the Sword Sect did not reach out, but just thought slightly, and the sword energy that had been deliberately sealed in the acupoints flowed out at this moment and began to swim in the meridians.
The weeds suddenly retreated from his chest and flew back into Yu Xiyi's hands.
The wound on the Sword Sect leader's chest began to heal at this moment. After just a moment, the wound was no longer visible.
The master of the Sword Sect, who is still the number one swordsman in the world, looked at Yu Xiyi and said, "You win."
It wasn't loud, but everyone heard it.
The disciples of the Sword Sect who were watching the sword everywhere were stunned.
The two sword immortals on that mountain, Meng Sangshan, were startled at first, and then laughed loudly, "Lao Jiao, you can take out your jar of wine and drink together."
Jiao Xinchen looked at the scene there with some confusion. After being silent for a long time, he murmured: "It turns out that it is really possible to climb this mountain."
Before today, the Sword Sect Master was the mountain that weighed on the sword cultivator in the world, but after today, it will no longer be the case.
At least everyone sees the possibility of climbing this mountain.
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Yu Xiyi sat down in the sea of clouds, breathing heavily. The young swordsman opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
The leader of the Sword Sect stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "The thought at that moment was my problem. You took advantage of the opportunity to take back the sword energy in that moment, but it was also me who thought about the sword energy in the acupoints first.
If it flows out, it is already unfair, so there is no problem for you to win."
Although he is the best swordsman in the world and a very proud swordsman, if he loses, he loses, and he will never make excuses for himself.
Just like when he lost to the two emperors, he was convinced.
Yu Xiyi opened his mouth and muttered: "Who told you this? No matter what the reason is, I won. I just want to say, it's a pity that my brother took the first step, otherwise I would have jumped for joy now."
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The leader of the Sword Sect was startled, probably because he didn't expect that this kid was actually thinking about this at this moment.
"Yang Luting lost me by a mile. If I knew you beat me once, you would probably be really happy."
The leader of the Sword Sect took a deep breath, and began to recall the past events of Yu Xiyi in his mind. From when he first went up the mountain to when he drew the ground as a prison, and then when he drew his sword before going to the capital of the gods, Yu Xiyi composed of these pieces piece by piece,
In fact, he is probably the Yu Xiyi of today.
"Yu Xiyi, if you beat me once today, you are qualified to discuss the level of swordsmanship with me. When I left the mountain to go to the capital of the gods, you can tell me what you didn't finish."
The Sword Sect leader still remembered what happened before.
Yu Xiyi shook his head and said with a grin: "Back then, the sect leader said that the disciples were not worthy of discussing the right and wrong of swordsmanship with the sect leader. Now the disciple also said that the sect master does not need to discuss the rights and wrongs of the sword with the disciples."
The leader of the Sword Sect frowned slightly.
Yu Xiyi slowly stood up and said with a smile: "Whether the sect leader's swordsmanship is right or not, I no longer think it matters today, because I beat the sect leader this time. If we are in the same situation next time, I will naturally tell the sect leader what the swordsmanship is with the facts.
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The master of the Sword Sect did not rush to speak, but after a moment of silence, he said: "You and I are destined to be on two paths, but I see in you the hope that the sword can be even higher..."
"How about you and I arrange another sword fight?"
The leader of the Sword Sect looked at Yu Xiyi in front of him.
Yu Xiyi grinned and said, "When?"
"The time is uncertain. When you and I are at the same level, we will have a sword duel. If you beat me, I will give you the position of head of the Sword Sect. If I win...it won't cost you anything."
The leader of the Sword Sect spoke calmly, naturally he had nothing to ask for, but if he could defeat Yu Xiyi at that time, it would naturally prove that there was nothing wrong with the path he was on.
Yu Xiyi frowned and asked: "The battle of life and death."
The leader of the Sword Sect did not answer this question, but changed his words, "Push out the sword with all your strength."
Yu Xiyi said: "It's settled in one word."
The leader of the Sword Sect turned around, and the sound of swords could be heard between heaven and earth.
The flying sword weeds now brought up a bright sword light and headed towards the sky.
The sword energy that had been scattered between heaven and earth began to rush towards the young swordsman crazily at this moment.
Yu Xiyi opened his hands and accepted it calmly.
The leader of the Sword Sect turned into sword light and disappeared.
The sounds of swords sounded one after another at this moment.
Above the sky, there is a patch of green.
Just like weeds growing luxuriantly in the spring rain, they are only full of vitality.
"I've seen Yu Da Sword Immortal!"
The Sword Sect disciples were the first to speak, with some sincere admiration in their voices.
Then the sword cultivators who reacted spoke one after another.
"Greetings to Sword Immortal Yu Da!"
"Greetings to Sword Immortal Yu Da!"
The sounds came and went.
Everyone knows that Yu Xiyi has now crossed that threshold and become a great swordsman.
And such a young great swordsman!
It seems that the age when he became the Great Sword Immortal was even younger than the original master of the Sword Sect.
As expected, the waves behind push the waves ahead.
Chen Chao just looked at the sword cultivator beside him.
Xu Bai closed his eyes tightly, his sword energy flowing around his body, and at this moment, he finally broke through that realm.
Today, there is no less swordsman in the world, but there is one more great swordsman.
