Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Ninth
The sword cannot enter, but it still comes, like wind and rain.
The iron sword in Jun Mo's hand was swung with the power of the green mountain. The more than two hundred swords inserted in the soil in front of him flew through the air continuously, drawing lines in the autumn sky.
The entire wilderness echoed with the shrill whistle of swords, and the slightly cold autumn wind shrank and fled in all directions. This extremely domineering scene shocked everyone's minds.
The difficult victory over Ye Su made Jun Mo very tired physically and mentally, but taking this as an opportunity, his sword intention became extremely strong. It was the most perfect moment, and he was the most powerful at this time.
However, there was still nothing he could do about Liu Bai.
Liu Bai held his sword in front of him, his expression calm.
No one knows whether the sword in his hand has been moved or not. It seems that the rusty sword has been lying in front of him, silent and motionless. It may have been moved countless times.
At this time, there were more than two hundred swords floating densely in the air in front of him. Because there were so many swords, they blocked the skylight, making them look particularly forbidding and even a little crowded.
This picture is really shocking.
Liu Bai sheathed his sword.
More than two hundred swords in the air, no longer able to bear any force, fell slumped towards the wilderness, making a loud bang, like a pile of firewood that was not tied firmly, scattering to both sides.
Liu Bai looked at Jun Mo and remained silent.
There was no longer any look of appreciation in his eyes.
Appreciation is the comment and recognition of the weak by the strong.
After a series of sword attacks, Liu Bai confirmed that Jun Mo was qualified and capable of fighting as an equal with him at this time, so he could no longer appreciate the other person and could only respect him.
Liu Bai's greatest respect for his enemies is his sword.
However, he didn't have time to draw his sword.
Because Jun Mo drew his sword again.
What Jun Mo brought out this time was still not his own iron sword, but the useless swords that were taken away from him.
The swords spread out like a pile of firewood in front of Liu Bai were still bouncing, and then suddenly bounced up.
More than two hundred swords instantly turned into more than two hundred rays of sword light, rising through the sky in the field before Qingxia Gorge. In the autumn sky, they danced wildly and landed like lightning.
Straight into Liu Bai!
Liu Bai frowned slightly and raised his sword again.
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The ability of swords to fly relies on the power of mind to control the vitality of heaven and earth, and then control the sword. The more swords you want to control, the requirements for the state of mind power increase exponentially.
Life objects are a very difficult thing. There are very few practitioners in the spiritual world who will cultivate several life objects at the same time. Even great swordsmen in the Dongxuan realm can only control their own life swords.
If you want to forcefully separate your mind and control more flying swords, it is a very unwise choice. This unwiseness lies more in the difficulty level.
In the rainy night battle at Chunfeng Pavilion, Chao Xiaoshu used the Dongxuan Realm to control the five swords to kill the enemy. Afterwards, it triggered a long discussion in the spiritual world. While everyone admired his talent, they also had some doubts.
Now Chao Xiaoshu has been in the realm of knowing destiny for a long time, and the number of flying swords he can control has already exceeded five. However, because distraction is a taboo in swordsmanship, he rarely uses this method.
Jun Mo did this today.
A group of swords were flying in the sky in front of Qingxia. Like a flock of birds, they kept falling at high speed. After being knocked away by the barrier around Liu Bai, they flew through the air at high speed, and then fell again.
Some flying swords have straight traces and are extremely fast, like lightning. Some flying swords draw circles in the air like soft brushstrokes on paper. Some flying swords have unpredictable trajectories, flickering to the east, flickering to the east.
West, dancing wildly like a dragon. More than two hundred flying swords seemed to have a life of their own.
The group of swords kept flying, shuttling back and forth between the sky and the ground. The falling autumn sunlight was reflected to the surrounding fields, and the entire sky was twinkling. The picture was extremely beautiful and spectacular.
Unlike Zhan Ye Su, Jun Mo's performance at this time was gorgeous and unbridled to the extreme.
His telekinesis surged out like a violent wind, and he accurately and powerfully controlled more than two hundred swords from a distance of hundreds of feet, creating a scene that stunned everyone!
The Xiling Temple coalition forces watching the battle in the southern wilderness were shocked beyond words when they saw the sword light criss-crossing the sky and the earth. Especially the sword masters looked pale, thinking to themselves, are these still human beings?
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Liu Bai's sword is stronger.
He could use his powerful mental power to forcibly seize control of those flying swords just like Jun Mo did against those practitioners yesterday. Even if he could not succeed in all of them, he could at least subdue most of the flying swords.
But he didn't want to pay any attention to this matter, because he was only used to using one sword, because only absolute simplicity is absolutely powerful, and one sword can defeat ten thousand swords.
He held his sword horizontally in front of him, not caring about repeating his own moves.
The swords flying between the sky and the ground could not get even one foot in front of him.
Unlike others, Liu Bai was not shaken by this dazzling scene. On the contrary, he did not understand why Jun Mo used so many swords.
Just like Jun Mo didn't understand why Ye Hongyu used so many swords yesterday.
Even at their level, being distracted while wielding a sword is no longer a taboo in kendo, but Liu Bai believes that Jun Mo will not fail to understand the truth between simplicity and power.
Everything that is unreasonable must have a reasonable reason.
Ye Hongyu fired thousands of swords yesterday because she wanted to set up a cage formation.
What does Jun Mo want to do? Or does he not want to do anything, but just wants to use this method to make Liu Bai think for a longer time, and even hopes that Liu Bai will be a little confused?
Liu Bai was not confused.
He moved forward towards Qingxia Gorge, his steps were so steady.
He was walking, the sword in his hand was walking, and the world one foot in front of him was walking with him.
The whistle of swords in front of the Qingxia Gorge became more and more shrill and sharp. More than two hundred swords, like birds risking their lives, kept bombarding the ground, and the dull and thunderous collision sounds continued in the wilderness.
Liu Bai's steps remained steady.
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He is the sword master.
He is the most powerful person in the world.
He looks like an ordinary middle-aged man.
The sword in his hand was a rusty sword that was worse than ordinary.
He held his sword horizontally in front of him, and the way he walked even looked a little funny.
Facing Jun Mo's gorgeous flying swords, his response method was so clumsy.
But... no one can break it.
Even if the senior brother stands in front of Qingxia, he can only avoid it but cannot break it.
Because he is walking with his own world, as long as his opponent comes one foot in front of him, he will be defeated.
Liu Bai moved forward step by step towards Qingxia.
His steps were steady and slow, and his movements seemed clumsy.
This clumsiness represents caution.
Given his status as the strongest man in the world, this kind of clumsiness is even more respectable.
Respect for the academy and respect for Jun Mo.
This clumsiness may also hide a deeper meaning.
Liu Bai's world at hand cannot be broken, but he can avoid it and retreat.
The sky has eyes, this may be the last chance for everyone in the academy to leave.
If Jun Mo and the academy disciples are willing to leave, they will never have to face Liu Bai's world so close to them.
But Jun Mo didn't want to retreat. He raised the iron sword in his hand.
His choice at this time has nothing to do with the Tang Dynasty or the academy.
The excitement is rising and the pride is rising.
A gentleman cannot be a stranger to a stranger, no matter how close it is or how far away it is.
Don't mention anything else, I'll kill him first.
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(At the end, I originally wrote a sentence: The last thing a person wants in this life is just a moment of youth. I found it too sour, so I didn’t put it in. As for the last word “Y”, I thought about it for a long time and finally put it in.
My friends in Beijing said that to be precise, the word ya can only be used after you, but what the hell!)
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