This life is very heavy, so Ximen Chuixue's sword is filled with desolation, loneliness, and loneliness.

Similarly, this life is also very free and easy, so Ximen Chuixue's sword is so fast that it is outrageous.

"Let's practice sword practice."

Ximen Chuixue Shengxue's white clothes were extremely dazzling on the snow. He suddenly stopped and turned to look at Li Xuanyuan behind him.

"Your sword is not fast enough."

Li Xuanyuan was overjoyed, nodded quickly, and started practicing his sword in the snow.

He had been following Ximen Chuixue for a long time and had long wanted to become his disciple.

After all, there is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher.

Now that Ximen Chuixue is willing to take the initiative to teach him, he can only ask for it.

His understanding of swordsmanship is very strong. It snowed heavily for three days and three nights. Ximen Chuixue drank wine and practiced for three days and three nights.

While practicing his sword, he taught Li Xuanyuan how to condense his sword intention.

His sword spirit was full of loneliness, and the free and easy feeling in the desolation was something that Li Xuanyuan could not learn no matter what.

Without Ximen Chuixue's unique experience, it would be impossible to realize such sword intent.

…

outside the world.

Fu Nao controlled the heavy snow on the sky and the earth, and it continued to snow for three days and three nights. The two practiced sword practice for three days and three nights.

"He...seems to have gained a lot this time."

Fu Nao looked at Li Xuanyuan who finally stood still and analyzed.

Yang Shou also nodded. For the sake of the future of swordsmanship in the Sword Spirit World, he really went too far. He directly invited famous teachers to tutor him, which of course had a great enlightenment on his swordsmanship.

In fact, the kendo on earth is not the same as the kendo here.

If Li Xuanyuan really practiced according to Ximen Chuixue's teachings, he would never be able to cultivate sword intent in this life.

Fortunately, Li Xuanyuan has an amazing talent in swordsmanship. He absorbs his strengths and makes up for his weaknesses. He just learns from the opponent's artistic conception and tries to develop his own master-level swordsmanship.

"What a Ximen Chuixue, what a Weigu Jianyi!"

Finally, Ximen Chuixue left, walking on the snow without looking back.

The wine flask was thrown to the ground casually, and the only thing accompanying him was the huge, pitch-black sword.

As he said, he doesn't need friends or relatives. It's enough to have a sword by his side in this life.

"Only such a person can hold such a sword."

Li Xuanyuan sighed and bowed deeply in the direction Ximen Chuixue left.

Ximen Chuixue's Wei Gu Sword Intention gave him great inspiration.

His sword should be combined with his life in order to walk his own path.

If he continues to stay on the sacred mountain, it will only be a waste of time. He must go down the mountain and travel around the world to have a chance to aspire to a higher realm of swordsmanship.

This time, he did not return to the sacred mountain, but traveled around.

Then he discovered an interesting person and an interesting sword.

The man called himself the Lord of Baiyun City and seemed very easy-going and approachable.

His sword has never left his body, but it has never been unsheathed, as if it were an ornament.

At some "accidental" time, Li Xuanyuan met him.

Then he discovered that the aura of Baiyun City Lord was somewhat similar to Ximen Chuixue.

He suspected that the other party and Ximen Chuixue even knew each other, so he took the initiative to ask.

If you don’t ask, you won’t know. If you ask, you will be shocked.

The Lord of Baiyun City, also known as Ye Gucheng, raised the corner of his mouth when he mentioned his old friend: "You are talking about the Sword God..."

Li Xuanyuan's pupils shrank. He never thought that Ximen Chuixue would be the sword god mentioned by the Lord of Baiyun City.

Moreover, judging from the tone of voice, they seemed to be from another world.

The sword god in another world!

He has never had a fight with Ximen Chuixue, because in his perception, the opponent's realm is the same as his, but his sword intention is at the master level, so he must be crushed.

However, he did not expect that the real strength gap between the two sides would most likely be outrageously large.

"senior……"

Li Xuanyuan pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to Ye Gucheng, and even his seniors shouted out.

"Take me to find him. He won that battle a few years ago, but today... it's different."

Ye Gucheng's gentle demeanor was in sharp contrast to Ximen Chuixue's frost that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Li Xuanyuan hesitated for a moment, but decided to take Ye Gucheng to follow the direction Ximen Chuixue left.

According to what Ye Gucheng said, he and Ximen Chuixue had fought once.

On that day, at the top of the Forbidden City, where everyone is watching, the winner will achieve the unique name of Sword God.

In that battle, Ximen Chuixue won.

But Ximen Chuixue never admitted that he won.

Because he knew that Ye Gucheng's sword had the intention of dying at that time and deliberately gave it to him.

The real Ye Gucheng is like the floating clouds outside Baiyun City, elusive, formless and formless.

"This time, we are far away from the troubles of the human world and come to a world of swordsmanship. It is simply a gift from God!"

Ye Gucheng smiled, opened his arms, and wanted to embrace the whole world.

He longed for such a world, and he had never dreamed of it countless times.

The same goes for Ximen Chuixue.

In the past, he was burdened by fame and wealth, and lost his sword because of the world, but today, in the battle with Ximen Chuixue, he will sublimate to the fullest and write a glorious chapter as a swordsman!

"Your sword is not free and easy enough."

On the way, Ye Gucheng said this to Li Xuanyuan.

"Please give me some advice, senior."

Li Xuanyuan knew that his level was inferior, so he was willing to ask for advice.

Ye Gucheng shook his head, pointed to the white clouds in the sky, and said lightly: "Learn from Baiyun."

He has been obsessed with swordsmanship since he was a child, and it was under the white clouds that he had an epiphany and found his own path.

He created the Flying Immortal from Out of Heaven, killed all the masters in the world, and was once known as the best master in the world.

Only Ximen Chuixue's sharp sword was something he had never encountered in his life.

The decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City was also a pity.

He originally had the intention to die, but when he had the upper hand in swordsmanship, he missed his sword a little, and became Ximen Chuixue, the sword god of the generation.

If not, he believes in his sword and can bear the title of sword god.

…

Li Xuanyuan began to observe the white clouds, the clouds rolling and relaxing, and the change of sunshine and rain.

Under Ye Gucheng's guidance, he gradually gained some understanding. Of course, the most enlightening thing was the battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue.

When the two of them found Ximen Chuixue, Ximen Chuixue's sword was trembling all the time.

Seems to be excited.

An old friend came over, and Ximen Chuixue asked for another bottle of wine.

Finally, Li Xuanyuan found a place for the two to fight, and they decided on the sacred mountain where he had always lived.

This battle had no attention from the world and was destined to be unknown, but the two of them didn't care.

What they care about is to make the last decisive battle no longer regrettable.

In this decisive battle, the only audience is Li Xuanyuan!

The confrontation between the two master-level swordsmen made Li Xuanyuan's heart surge.

He witnessed with his own eyes the scene of a sword coming from the west. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the sword technique was so fast that it was difficult to catch it with the naked eye.

I even saw the floating figures of flying immortals in the sky, above the white clouds, with the utmost freedom and ease.

Surrounded by loneliness, the figure of Shengxue in white seems to have the only friend in his life.

His sword was trembling, his body was trembling, and his soul was trembling. All of these actually made his sword faster.

Similarly, the city lord, who was as free and easy as white clouds, displayed countless exquisite swordsmanship in this battle, which dazzled Li Xuanyuan.

It turns out... kendo can still be used like this.

"Ye Gucheng, in that battle at the top of the Forbidden City, you wanted to die and were burdened by your reputation. Today, you and I have come to this pure world. We should live for ourselves and the way of the sword!"

Ximen Chuixue rarely said a long string of words.

This was the first time Li Xuanyuan heard Ximen Chuixue speak such a long sentence at once.

Ye Gucheng laughed loudly, his voice wavy: "If I give up all the constraints of fame and fortune, Ximen Chuixue, you will not be my opponent!"

His sword is confident, arrogant, free and easy. As he said, he will make his sword skills sublimate to the extreme in this battle!

"The title of Sword God in the World has been given to you for so many years, so let me try to see if you are worthy of this title today!"

In the end, the two sides fought in a decisive battle, each using their most powerful moves.

Ximen Chuixue's sharp sword, coming from the west, is like a meteor at dawn, dazzling and piercing the sky.

Similarly, Lord Baiyun's flying fairy from outside the sky, whose sword is full of freedom and ease, comes from outside the sky to kill all enemies in front of him.

One side has the Weigu sword intention, and the other side has the free and easy sword intention.

One carries the endless loneliness and walks forward like an ascetic with the sword in mind.

One has given up the shackles of fame and fortune, and has been as free and easy as a white cloud.

Both are at the pinnacle of their swordsmanship, and both are swordsmen who confidently explore their own paths without looking back.

In fact, the outcome of this war is no longer important.

Li Xuanyuan suddenly thought in his heart.

Both Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng proved their swordsmanship in this battle.

Ximen Chuixue seems to be lonely, but in fact she is not alone.

Because on the path of swordsmanship, there are countless people like him who are walking silently on their own path.

One of them is Ye Gucheng.

The same is true for Ye Gucheng. Having given up the shackles of fame and fortune, he seems to have returned to the identity of the best master in the world. He has superb swordsmanship and is the ultimate in freedom and ease. Ximen, who bears the name of the Sword God, is the ultimate in freedom and ease.

Fubuki is comparable.

Over the years, not only he has made progress, Ximen Chuixue has also made progress.

The war didn't know when it would end, and neither of them knew who would win and who would lose. Only Li Xuanyuan's figure was left, standing in place, as if it had taken root and sprouted, never moving.

one year later.

Li Xuanyuan suddenly woke up from his petrification and looked up to the sky laughing.

"I understand...I understand..."

Two great masters demonstrated it to him, and a year later, he suddenly realized it.

"I don't care what your swordsmanship is, but when you come to my world, I am the only sword god in this world!"

He murmured, gradually realizing the path he should take.

He has always been called the God of Swords.

Even if there are more Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, there will be no exception.

"After all, my ultimate pursuit is to achieve the highest level of swordsmanship..."

He looked up at the sky, as if he had returned to that day, the phantom across the world, and the sword that cut down the stars.

That being is called the supreme being of swordsmanship.
Chapter completed!