It would be enough if Yang Qingyuan could imitate Ximen Chuixue or Ye Gucheng's three successful abilities.
Liu Wangshu was not as emotional as Yang Qingyuan when he saw the famous scene, but he just wondered, "Brother Yang, why should we hide here? Wouldn't it be better to go to the main peak of Purple Mountain to watch the battle?!"
Yang Qingyuan shook his head, "No, you are wrong! I am not here to watch the battle, but to fish?!"
Liu Wangshu immediately thought of the treasure theory that had been widely circulated in the world recently, "Brother Yang is talking about the legendary Feihong Treasure."
Legend has it that the sword of Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is the key to unlocking the treasure.
The Lord of Baiyun's martial arts and wealth were all obtained from this treasure, and what he got was just a drop in the bucket.
If you can take out this treasure, you will be richest in the world, and your wealth will rival other countries.
There are many legends like this, and they are always said to have noses and eyes. Now even the names have been made up, the magical Feihong Treasure...
The previous Yitian Sword and Dragon Sword were similar legends.
The supreme king of martial arts, slaying the dragon with his precious sword.
When you order the world, no one dares to disobey.
If you can't rely on the sky, who can compete with you?
It is impossible to verify the origin of these rumors, but how can Yitian Slaying Dragon be so powerful?!
Yang Qingyuan still remembers the conversation between Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao that day.
When Song Yuanqiao heard the news about the dragon-slaying knife, he was shocked in his heart and said: "'The supreme king of martial arts, the sword to slay the dragon, relying on the sky, who can compete with him?' This sentence has been passed down for hundreds of years. Could it be that it has really appeared today?
A dragon-slaying knife?"
Zhang Sanfeng said: "It's not hundreds of years, but at most seventy or eighty years. When I was young, I had never heard these words."
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It's just a Yue Book and a Jiuyin Divine Art.
Even if he gets it, within a short period of time, he will be no match for Wang Dehui in literature and no match for Yang Qingyuan in martial arts.
How can you command the world?!
As information spreads, it will slowly become exaggerated and then deteriorate until it is beyond recognition.
"Wang Shu, information will deteriorate as it spreads."
The most typical one is a joke from later generations - "Seventy-six-year-old General Harley drives a Comet sedan."
A battalion commander told the officer on duty: Tomorrow night at about eight o'clock, Halley's Comet will be visible in this area. This kind of comet can only be seen once every seventy-six years. All soldiers are ordered to assemble on the playground in field uniforms. I
This rare phenomenon will be explained to them. If it rains, they will gather in the auditorium and I will show them a film about comets.
The officer on duty told the company commander: According to the battalion commander's order, Halley's Comet will appear over the playground at eight o'clock tomorrow night. If it rains, the soldiers will line up to the auditorium in field uniforms. This happens every seventy-six years.
A rare phenomenon will occur there.
Company commander to platoon commander: According to the battalion commander’s order, at eight o’clock tomorrow night, the extraordinary Halley’s Comet will appear in the auditorium wearing field uniform. If it rains on the playground, the battalion commander will issue another order.
Platoon leader to squad leader: Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, the battalion commander will bring Halley's Comet to the auditorium. This happens only every seventy-six years. If it rains, the battalion commander will order the comet to put on his field uniform and go to the playground.
Go up.
Squad leader to the soldiers: When it rains at eight o'clock tomorrow night, the famous seventy-six-year-old General Harley, accompanied by the battalion commander, will wear field uniforms and drive his "Comet" brand car through the playground to the auditorium.
This is like an unscrupulous businessman selling fake wine. It starts out as a real bottle of Maotai liquor. It is mixed with water once by a first-level wholesaler, then passed to the next level and mixed with water again. It is wholesaled one by one, and it is in the hands of customers.
There is only water purer than pure water left.
In the same way, the more stages of information transmission, the easier it is to be distorted. This is because everyone has a subjective construction process for processing information. When the information transmission is distorted, what everyone continues to transmit is themselves.
Information considered reasonable, not necessarily the information itself.
The Feihong Treasure this time may be the news spread by people with ulterior motives in order to stir up trouble in the world.
But now it has spread around the world, and people are constantly coming to substantiate this rumor. I am afraid that the people who created the rumor may not be able to tell the truth from the false!
"But this is not a big deal, they are just a bunch of clowns," Liu Wangshu held down the Tai'a Sword in his hand and said, "Brother Yang and I are here with our swords, what should we be afraid of?!"
Yang Qingyuan nodded when he heard this. He had already noticed the Qi of the six old acquaintances, and it seemed that there were Taoist masters hiding in the dark.
An unknown treasure can attract so many masters.
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On the main peak of Purple Mountain, the two of them had already finished introducing their swords.
Mu Taoren, the host of the sword duel recommended by everyone, stood up and said, "Both of them are contemporary masters of swordsmanship and are highly respected in the world. Their swords will not be quenched to poison, let alone conceal hidden weapons."
Mu Tao Ren has always been a good old man in the world, but those who really know him know that the sword-holding Taoist Master Zhenwu is not an ordinary person.
There was silence everywhere, you could hear your breathing, everyone was waiting for him to continue speaking.
"Of course, today's battle is a grand event that has not been seen in the world for many years, and the sword skills of the two of you will definitely be passed down to future generations. In view of this, can the two of you exchange your swords for inspection to show your great faith?"
Ye Gucheng didn't hesitate. Feihong or any other sword made no difference to Ye Gucheng. The real power was not the Feihong in his palm, but Ye Gucheng.
Feihong can be ranked in Tianji Tower's famous sword manual and divine weapon manual, not because he is a famous sword passed down from generation to generation, but because it is Ye Gucheng's sword.
Mu Taoren turned to look at Ximen Chuixue. The two had met several times and even had a sword duel once, but it was just a point.
Ximen Chuixue is different from Ye Gucheng. He is a man who loves swords as much as his life.
Ye Gucheng values Feihong because Feihong was created because of him. At least for now, Feihong is the only sword worthy of him in Ye Gucheng's heart.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! For Ximen Chuixue, the black sheath sword is his swordsmanship, how can it be so easily given to others for inspection?!
After a moment of silence, Ximen Chuixue nodded.
If it were before he got married, Ximen Chuixue would never agree.
Before the decisive battle of life and death, how can you leave your hand with a weapon to defeat the enemy?!
But now he has concerns in his heart, and even his personality has changed.
"However, my sword can only be handed over to one person for inspection!"
Of course Mu Taoren knew who he was talking about, so he turned to look at Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows... No, it was Lu Xiaofeng with two eyebrows now.
I don’t know who has the ability to shave off Lu Xiaofeng’s cherished beard.
Mu Daoren has always been an image of a master in front of others. Although he does not show martial arts, he still represents the image of Wudang.
But this time I almost couldn't hold it back, especially when Lu Xiaofeng subconsciously touched his beard, but found nothing.
I almost couldn't hold it any longer!
Ye Gucheng said: "It doesn't bother the two masters. Lu Xiaofeng is also someone I trust. It's just right to leave it to him for testing!"
Sikong Zhaixing, who was watching this scene, couldn't help but complain, "This kid can even deceive street children out of their candied haws, yet Ximen Chuixue and Lord Ye still trust him! It's unreasonable!"
Taoist Mu deeply agreed with Sikong Zhaixing's words, but as the person in charge of the sword duel now, he could not applaud and agree.
All the people watching the battle looked at Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng shrugged helplessly, and his figure disappeared from the place, and then appeared gracefully in front of Ximen Chuixue.
He doesn't have the flying wings of a colorful phoenix, but with his light skill, few people present can match 30% of his level.
Lu Xiaofeng took Ximen Chuixue's sword, turned around and came to Ye Gucheng again, and took Shi Gucheng's Feihong Sword.
"They are indeed good swords." Lu Xiaofeng put the two swords in his hands and murmured.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng inserted the scabbards of the two swords into the ground. With a flick of his wrist, the two swords were unsheathed at the same time. Suddenly, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the brilliance was dazzling. Even the full moon in the sky was shining between the two swords.
Every light seems to be dimmer.
It is indeed a weapon that can be included in the famous sword manual of Tianji Tower. It is indeed extraordinary.
These two swords aroused the envy of everyone present.
In the world of martial arts, a sword is hard to find.
How many masters fight for life and death in pursuit of famous swords and swords.
The increase in combat power of a magic weapon for ordinary masters is terrifying.
For example, Master Miejie and Song Yuanqiao before practicing Jiuyin. Although there is a slight difference in martial arts between the two, they are still on par with each other.
If it were an ordinary competition, the outcome would be determined by at least three hundred moves.
But if Miejie uses the Yitian Sword, he may be able to completely suppress Song Yuanqiao within twenty moves.
Looking at all the looks from around him, Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Magical weapons can only be used by the virtuous."
After saying that, Lu Xiaofeng sheathed her sword. She threw one sword to Ximen Chuixue and the other to Ye Gucheng, and walked back.
While walking back, Lu Xiaofeng seemed to be saying to Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, "Next time something like this happens, don't come to me. I have enough troubles and I no longer want to deal with such boring things."
thing."
Sikong Zhaixing beside him couldn't help but said: "Is this a boring thing?!"
Betting with Lu Xiaofeng is one of the joys of Sikong Zhaixing's life.
Lu Xiaofeng did not joke with Sikong Zhaixing this time, but said softly, "Two people have no grievances, but they want to pierce each other's throat with a sword. If this kind of thing is not boring, what else can be boring?!"
There are many masters in the world, and there are many masters who are better than Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.
He hoped that Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng would show mercy to each other and compete in martial arts, which did not necessarily involve killing people.
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Under the full moon, Ximen Chuixue holds the scabbard of his sword in his left hand, and his right hand hangs down to his knee. What happened just now seems to have no impact on him at all. He still looks like a sword that has been unsheathed, cold and sharp.
, sharp.
Ye Gucheng held the long sword behind his back with his backhand, put his right hand on the hilt, stared at the sword in his hand, and said slowly: "A sharp sword is a murder weapon. I have been practicing swordplay for thirty-three years as a young man.
He is always waiting to be struck by the murderous sword."
Ximen Chuixue was listening.
Ye Gucheng took another breath before continuing: "So in today's battle, you and I don't have to show mercy to our swords. If a swordsman can die under a master's sword, isn't there no regrets?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "Yes!"
Some of the spectators who were watching the lively battle couldn't help but clap their hands in their hearts at this moment. What they came to see was a life-and-death battle between these two peerless swordsmen. If the swords left some strength behind, what else would this battle be worth?
!
What’s the point of the gambling game in Tianji Tower?!
Suddenly, there was a dragon roar and sword energy soared into the sky.
Ye Gucheng's sword has been unsheathed.
The sword looked pale in the moonlight.
Pale moon, pale sword, pale face.
Ye Gucheng stared at Feihong's sword and said lightly, "Please!"
He didn't look at Ximen Chuixue, not even a glance, neither looked at the sword in Ximen Chuixue's hand, nor looked at Ximen Chuixue's eyes.
This is a taboo in swordsmanship.
The battle between masters is like a decisive battle between armies. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle.
Therefore, every slight movement of the other party should be observed carefully, and not even a bit can be missed.
Because every point may be a factor that determines the outcome of this battle.
Ye Gucheng has experienced hundreds of battles and is known as invincible. How could he not understand this truth?
He would never make this kind of mistake.
Ximen Chuixue's eyes were as sharp as the edge of a sword. Not only did she see his hands and his face, but she seemed to also see his heart.
Ye Gucheng said again: "Please."
Invite the sword again!
Ximen Chuixue suddenly said: "We can't do it now."
Ye Gucheng said: "No?!"
Ximen Chuixue said: "You can't take action."
Ye Gucheng said: "Why?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "Because your heart is not calm yet."
Ye Gucheng was silent. Ximen Chuixue was right. If the heart is not calm, how can the sword be silent?!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yang Qingyuan, who was watching from a distance, nodded when he heard the words, but then shook his head. From his level, he could naturally see that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were at this moment.
status.
Ye Gucheng's current state was obviously due to something that had clouded his mind.
But how good is Ximen Chuixue? His swordsmanship is ruthless. Once Ximen Chuixue has feelings in his heart, how can his swordsmanship be as ruthless as before?
Neither of them can be considered in full condition now.
Yang Qingyuan can understand Ximen Chuixue's state, but what can affect Ye Gucheng should be his life experience.
Sure enough, there are a lot of hidden secrets behind this duel!
I don’t know what these people are planning!
On the main peak of Purple Mountain, facing Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue said: "If a person's heart is chaotic, his sword skills will be chaotic. If a person's sword skills are chaotic, he will definitely die."
Ye Gucheng sneered: "Do you think I will be defeated without fighting?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "If you lose now, it will not be a crime of war."
Ye Gucheng said: "So, you don't want to take action at this time?"
Ximen Chuixue did not deny it.
Ye Gucheng said: "Because you don't want to take advantage of others' danger?"
Ximen Chuixue also admitted it.
Ye Gucheng said: "But this battle is inevitable."
Ximen Chuixue said: "I can wait."
Just when Ye Gucheng was about to speak, both of them looked north.
"I don't think you two need to wait any longer. If you keep waiting, until you two become a corpse, there will be no need for a duel!"
Six people suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes. Even Mu Taoist didn't notice how these people appeared?!
But everyone knows that this time the Purple Gold Sword Jue is not as simple as they seem on the surface.
