Chapter 1657 Give you justice
"It's ridiculous. Then I want to give it a try. The martial arts created by your master is so inferior!" Chu Yun shouted, stood up from the crowd, and strode towards Lu Xuan.
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Lu Xuan said in a deep voice: "Okay, then I will fight you first and give your Huashan faction justice! Then, you give my master justice!"
Chu Yun's sword intent was fierce and domineering, and the true energy in his Dantian was slowly surging out. His steps were not fast, but he could always cover two or three meters with each step. During his walking, he was no slower than an ordinary person's walking.
And with every step he took, the aura revealed on his body became stronger.
Lu Xuan walked over casually, but his calmness and indifferent temperament shocked everyone.
At such a young age, what level of strength has he reached!
Even the headmaster Feng Yunfei was not able to see Lu Xuan's strength and was a little surprised in his heart. However, hundreds of disciples of the Huashan Sect stared at Lu Xuan closely and found it a little difficult to breathe.
"Why does this guy named Lu Xuan dare to challenge Uncle Master?"
"Yes, Uncle Master is a swordsman who was once famous in China. He is the number one swordsman of our Huashan Sect. He dares to challenge him. He is simply looking for death!"
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The disciples of the Huashan Sect all felt that Lu Xuan was seeking death and that he would not survive because of his own misfortune.
At this moment, Lu Xuan and Chu Yun walked to the middle of the competition stage at the same time. After standing still, the final battle was about to begin!
"Back then, in the competition between Chu Yun and Mo Yuntao, the two of them fought with each other for 1,300 moves without a winner. Now it has been twenty-five years," Feng Yunfei looked at his junior brother and Lu Xuan and couldn't help but sigh.
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As soon as the leader finished speaking, all the disciples were already slightly agitated.
It was also here, at the top of Huashan Mountain, that Mo Yuntao came and left calmly.
In the blink of an eye, twenty-five years have passed. Time flies so fast!
The old guys from the Huashan Sect who had witnessed that battle were sighing in their hearts. Just thinking of Mo Yuntao, there was a hint of guilt in their eyes.
"Twenty-five years ago, Mo Yuntao fought against the sword madman Chu Yun. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, extremely fierce, and the sword intent was urging, leaving traces on the ground. That earth-shattering competition was enough to be recorded in the annals of history.
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"Now, twenty-five years have passed, and Mo Yuntao's disciples are here, representing Mo Yuntao in a fight for justice. This battle will eventually determine the winner."
Several elders of the Huashan Sect also spoke with emotion.
The ultimate showdown between top masters! Hearing this, the surrounding Huashan Sect disciples were already excited. Their eyes were full of longing and expectation, as if they couldn't wait to witness this amazing showdown.
Since Lu Xuan is Mo Yuntao's direct disciple, he should be extraordinary!
"The martial arts world has never lacked legends," Chu Yun looked at Lu Xuan on the stage and murmured: "Today's battle will be recorded in history after all. Lu Xuan, I have already seen how extraordinary he is."
Chu Yun, dressed in a plain blue Taoist robe, stood quietly opposite Lu Xuan, looking directly at him, and there seemed to be a flash of sword light in his eyes.
The two people's eyes met immediately, Lu Xuan had a faint smile on his lips, everything seemed to be under his control.
At this moment, Chu Yun pulled out the long sword from his back, a magical weapon named Zifeng, and said in a deep voice: "Today I will have a sword showdown with Lu Xuan. It doesn't matter life or death. Please don't interfere, my disciples!"
After speaking, Chu Yun waved his sword and shouted loudly, "Draw your sword!"
Lu Xuan stared intently at the long sword in his hand, his eyes finally filled with a strong fighting spirit.
A cold light suddenly appeared, and a black giant sword appeared in Lu Xuan's hand.
"Hiss!" Everyone in the Huashan Sect gasped, it turned out to be a hidden sword technique!
And that huge black sword, it looks like a piece of scrap metal, but it’s so disrespectful to use it as a weapon!
But both swordsmanship and swords are just tools for killing people!
The sword is a murder weapon, and the sword is a killing technique. No matter how beautiful the language is to describe it, this is a fact.
As long as you have a sword in your heart, it doesn't matter which sword you use.
But if there is a magic weapon to help, the combat power will naturally increase several levels. Chu Yun looked at the black giant sword in Lu Xuan's hand and frowned. If he wants to die, I will not show mercy!
The cold light was so intense that Chu Yun had already unsheathed his sharp sword.
If the actual sword energy slowly rose, Chu Yun's Taoist robe moved automatically without any wind, making everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath.
Lu Xuan's head swayed slightly, and his momentum became stronger and stronger. When the momentum reached its peak, he held the sword in his right hand, with the long sword here, carrying an indomitable momentum.
The sword with this momentum seemed to be able to tear the air apart, and an invisible wave of air rolled in and hit Chu Yun's head.
Seeing this sword light, everyone who had been holding their breath suddenly became excited.
This sword light seemed inevitable in their eyes, and it only stabbed people's hearts.
Lu Xuan is indeed very strong! This momentum alone is frightening, but he is only so young. What kind of state will he grow to in ten years?
It’s creepy just thinking about it!
He is worthy of being a disciple of Mo Yuntao, he is truly extraordinary!
"Dang!" The sound of metal clashing reached everyone's ears.
Following the sound, a flash of light flashed by, and everyone looked again. Chu Yun's sword was still intact in its sheath, as if the previous metal collision sound was just an illusion.
Only a few people present could clearly see that Chu Yun had drawn his sword before.
When the blow missed, Chu Yun held the sword in one hand and turned around with the sword. His body was like a swimming dragon and his sword was like a rainbow.
Attacks like a violent storm followed one after another, slashing horizontally and vertically, as fast as lightning, and like the roar of thunder, worthy of the name of ruthless swordsmanship.
Chu Yun created this ruthless swordsmanship all his life. He never tried it because he did not want to be fettered by emotions and pursued the supreme swordsmanship.
The reputation of being a swordsman is definitely not in vain!
It's just that in Lu Xuan's opinion, this sword technique is very powerful, but it lacks a bit of decisiveness in its sword power.
Before the sword moves are exhausted, there is always a way out.
And this kind of swordsmanship, abandoning the seven emotions and six desires, is definitely a supreme swordsmanship, unparalleled!
In the center of the competition arena, light swords were flowing, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and streaks of fire were spraying out. Everyone held their breath and saw only black shadows flashing.
However, every time Chu Yun attacked, he was blocked by Lu Xuan just right, and there were constant banging sounds in the air.
Chu Yun's attacks were full of force with every sword. Looking at Lu Xuan, most people had never seen him draw a sword at all. It was as if his sword was always hanging down, but he was able to block Chu Yun's attacks again and again. It was amazing.
Weird and unpredictable.
This chapter has been completed!