Descending from the Heavens: Comments on the Top Ten Myths of Martial Arts Chapter 139 There is a kind of person who is close to the realm of God! There is a kind of swordsmanship that is independent in the world!
Chapter 139 There is a kind of person who is close to the realm of God! There is a kind of swordsmanship that is independent in the world!
Inside the light curtain.
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In the inn.
In this flash of lightning, the black-robed killer and a lonely snow-like figure passed by each other.
In an instant, a streak of bloody snowflakes and a touch of gorgeous snowflakes bloomed.
That was the blood of the black-robed killer, which was spurting out from his throat crazily.
Seal the throat with one sword!
Ximen Chuixue unsheathed his sword very quickly, and sheathed his sword equally quickly. It seemed that he immediately sheathed the sword after unsheathing it.
No one saw the traces of his swordsmanship, no one saw how stunning and unique his sword was.
When a person's swordsmanship is so fast that you can't see him, he is no longer an ordinary swordsman, but a swordsman!
The sword god Ximen Chuixue has been questioned by no one since ancient times.
This moment.
"How is that possible?"
Seeing the contrasting scene in front of them, everyone was in an uproar. They watched in disbelief as the black-robed killer fell decadently and despairingly.
This black-robed killer died not because his swordsmanship was not strong enough, but because he met Ximen Chuixue.
He met the myth whose swordsmanship had reached this peak state, and he met the legend whose swordsmanship had reached the divine level. Therefore, he would definitely lose in this battle.
Seeing someone being killed, the guests in the hall immediately rushed out. Their faces were frightened, and they dispersed like birds and beasts.
At this time, the dozen killers wanted to escape, but they could not escape the nightmare.
In their eyes, Ximen Chuixue's sword is a nightmare.
After Ximen Chuixue killed the black-robed killer, he did not stop and drew his sword again.
"Clang!" There was another sound of swords being drawn out of their scabbards.
The long sword flies across the sky, looking proudly at the sky!
Ximen Chuixue's sword is always so cold, so light, exuding this melancholy and lonely atmosphere all the time. In other words, this kind of sword technique can even affect people's mood.
In the inn, a bright and dazzling sword light flashed. At this moment, the surrounding guests closed their eyes subconsciously, because this sword light was too dazzling.
In just a blink of an eye, when these guests opened their eyes again, ten corpses were already lying on the ground of the inn.
This is the swordsmanship of the Sword God, it’s so fast that you can’t believe it!
There is a kind of person who is close to the realm of God because he is already ruthless.
There is a kind of swordsmanship that no one can see, because everyone who was lucky enough to witness it has already been buried.
There is a kind of loneliness that cannot be described because it comes from the depths of the soul.
He has been obsessed with swords all his life and is obsessed with swords. He is Ximen Chuixue!
This is the swordsmanship of the sword god Ximen Chuixue!
The era of Ximen Chuixue was an era when white clothes were better than snow.
He seems to have become a symbol and seems unattainable.
The charm of Ximen Chuixue does not lie in his lightning-like drawing and thrusting of the sword; it lies in the string of blood falling from the snow-white blade when he retracted the long sword.
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Outside the light curtain.
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The martial arts masters from the "World of Heroes" and "The World of Bad Guys" on this side all gasped after seeing Ximen Chuixue's stunning sword light!
This kind of swordsmanship is simply terrifying!
"This kind of swordsmanship is as fast as lightning! It is as fast as a stream of light. It is simply a swordsmanship that kills people!"
"That's right! Even with that kind of miraculous swordsmanship, he is no match for Ximen Chuixue!"
"This kind of swordsmanship is simply unlike the swordsmanship in the world!"
"Have you seen that Ximen Chuixue seems to reveal an indescribable loneliness? Even his swordsmanship gives people a feeling of loneliness like snow!"
"It seems as if it is saying that it is difficult to defeat in this life!"
At this moment, several swordsman masters were talking with their eyes wide open and their faces in awe.
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Jiangnan, Huajia.
In the stone pavilion.
"I'm just telling you! How could Ximen Chuixue, a swordsman with such skill as a swordsman, not be included in this list of [Kendo Myths]?"
When Lu Xiaofeng saw Ximen Chuixue's figure appearing on the [Kendo Myth List], he turned around and said with pride: "After all, when it comes to this swordsmanship, you Ximen Chuixue
Not weaker than Ye Gucheng!"
"That's right! That's right!"
"Ximen Chuixue, this time, you are ranked [ninth kendo myth], but you are one place higher than Ye Gucheng, who is ranked [tenth kendo myth]!"
On the side, even Sikong Zhaixing raised his head and said to Ximen Chuixue happily.
"Let me see how powerful Ximen Chuixue was at his peak!"
Ximen Chuixue listened silently to everyone's words of blessing. After a long time, he raised his head, looked at the white light curtain in front of him, and said with a look full of expectation.
That’s right!
Ximen Chuixue has discovered something a long time ago!
That is the [Ninth Kendo Myth] in front of me. It seems to be him, Ximen Chuixue. However, this Ximen Chuixue’s strength and kendo cultivation are nothing less than Ximen Chuixue at the peak level!
It is precisely because of this that Ximen Chuixue really wants to see how powerful the peak sword god is!
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Inside the light curtain.
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On a full moon night, the top of the Forbidden City.
In the palace.
Colorful clouds chase the moon. At this time, the bright moon has reached the zenith.
Under the moonlight, I could only see a man in white with an aura of arrogance all over his body, walking on the ridge of the Forbidden City. His Qinggong was very high, and with his big sleeves fluttering, he looked like a flying fairy coming from nowhere.
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"Ye Gucheng is here!"
"Lord Baiyun City, we have finally arrived."
"Ximen Chuixue has arrived a long time ago, and now we can finally enjoy the decisive battle between the two sword gods!"
"Yes! These two sword gods are simply terrifying! The place where they competed with swords is actually this palace!"
"On a full moon night, the top of the Forbidden City; a sword coming from the west, flying immortals from the sky!"
"Such a scene is a rare sight in a thousand years!"
Under the top of the Forbidden City, the martial arts masters who were watching watched the two figures in the air intently while shouting excitedly.
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At the top of the Forbidden City.
Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng looked at each other from a distance. Suddenly, Ximen Chuixue pulled out the sword in his hand and said with a cold face: "This sword is the most powerful weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven pounds and thirteen."
Two."
With a resounding sound, Ye Gucheng also pulled out the sword in his hand, and said lightly: "This sword belongs to the overseas cold iron elite, with broken hair, a blade of three feet and three feet, and a net weight of six kilograms and four taels."
"What a sword!"
"What a sword!"
The two of them faced off for a while, and Ye Gucheng suddenly asked Ximen Chuixue, "Why don't you take action yet?"
"I'm waiting." Ximen Chuixue said coldly.
"What are you waiting for?" Ye Gucheng then asked.
"Wait until your wound stops bleeding." Ximen Chuixue said.
As soon as these words came out, many spectators present realized that Ye Gucheng's white clothes were stained with red blood.
"Although my sword is a murder weapon, it never kills those who seek death. It will not be too late for a decisive battle after one month." Ximen Chuixue said coldly.
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Outside the light curtain.
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This side of "The World of Heroes"!
"Oh my god! Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, these two swordsman legends, are actually fighting?"
"This, this is simply a huge event!"
"Moreover, the place where Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue competed with each other was not somewhere else, but the top of the Forbidden City! This is the imperial palace! The place where the emperor lives!"
"On a full moon night, the top of the Forbidden City; a sword coming from the west, flying immortals from the sky!"
""Flying Immortals from Beyond the Sky", isn't this Ye Gucheng's sword move? Is it possible? This Ximen Chuixue's sword move is called "A Sword from the West"?"
"Oh my God! The decisive battle between these two swordsman myths is simply a grand event!"
For a moment, these martial arts masters murmured excitedly.
One is the [Ninth Kendo Myth], and the other is the [Tenth Kendo Myth]!
Now, these two swordsman legends have actually begun to compete with each other. How can such a scene not make people excited and look at each other?
In other words, this kind of mythical duel in swordsmanship is a grand event that no martial arts master is willing to miss!
"No! No! Don't you think? The conversation between these two swordsmen myths is the most shocking thing?"
"This sword is the most powerful weapon in the world, with a blade of three feet and seven inches, and a net weight of seven kilograms and thirteen taels! This sword belongs to overseas cold iron elites who blow their hair and break their hair. It has a blade of three feet and three inches, and a net weight of six kilograms and forty taels."
"No! I also need to get familiar with the sword in my hand. This way, next time I fight against other martial arts masters, I can say such shocking words!"
In addition, some kendo masters were muttering about the conversation between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue. Gradually, an inexplicable light couldn't help but appear in their eyes!
After all, it was the first time for martial arts masters like them to hear such a cool conversation between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue.
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Inside the light curtain.
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The screen changes.
On a full moon night, the top of the Forbidden City; a sword coming from the west, flying immortals from the sky.
This duel between peerless swordsmen will eventually take place.
The moon was as cold as water, and its clear light spread all over the place. Many imperial guards looked up quietly under the palace, while on the glazed tiles of the palace, Lu Xiaofeng and other spectators also stared with bated breath.
Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were both dressed in white as snow, their faces were equally pale, and even equally cold and aloof.
"Please, Brother Ximen."
At a certain moment, Ye Gucheng raised the cold iron sword in his hand, which looked brilliant under the moonlight.
"Your heart is not at peace, so I can't take action yet." Ximen Chuixue held the sword and said indifferently.
Hearing this, Ye Gucheng couldn't help but show a bit of silence.
"If a person's heart is in chaos, his sword skills will be in chaos and he will definitely die."
Seeing this, Ximen Chuixue continued to say to Ye Gucheng: "If this is the case, then I can't win with force!"
"However, our battle is inevitable." Ye Gucheng said with a deep voice.
"I know you can't see any hope of escaping, and your assassination plan has failed, so you have no shame in escaping. Either way, you will die. You would rather die by my sword than lose your life to these ignorant prisoners.
Under the sword of the Guards!"
At this moment, Ximen Chuixue suddenly straightened his back and spoke calmly and slowly.
His words also pointed out Ye Gucheng's current state!
Ye Gucheng wants to die, not to compete with Ximen Chuixue!
After being touched by Ximen Chuixue's words, Ye Gucheng took a deep look at Ximen Chuixue, with a hint of arrogant smile on his lips, and said lightly: "Ximen Chuixue, although you are my opponent, you are my opponent.
He is the person who knows me best. Yes, I can be killed, but I can never die in humiliation."
"But I hope it is a fair duel. Even if I fail, there are masters like Lu Xiaofeng, Brother Kou and Mu Daoren present to ensure that you will not die at the hands of mediocrity." Ximen Chuixue looked at Ye Gucheng seriously.
, said.
Ye Gucheng looked up to the sky and laughed, and said with a look of disdain: "I'm afraid it won't be as cold as high up in the palace. Well, after ten breaths, I have no worries anymore. Let us decide the outcome with the sword in our hands!"
Ximen Chuixue lowered her head and stared intently at the sword in her hand.
The entire top of the Forbidden City is becoming increasingly silent at this moment.
The wind stopped, the clouds stopped, and even the onlookers around the top of the Forbidden City seemed to fall into an atmosphere of silence.
Breathe...breathe...
In this silent atmosphere, even the subtle breathing sounds of the experts present can be heard.
Suddenly, a dark cloud flew over in mid-air, covering up the bright moon. The light between heaven and earth dimmed a little, as if even the bright moon was afraid of the duel between these two peerless sword gods.
I was so frightened that I hid behind this dark cloud.
Buzz!
At this very moment.
What happened to Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng was that wisps of sword energy were emerging out of thin air. The sword energy was dense and became more intense. At the same time, their eyes met each other, and an invisible aura suddenly came into being.
, this is an invisible yet qualitative aura that makes people feel frightened.
Soon, the time of ten breaths passed quickly, and the dark cloud in the mid-air just drifted away, and the bright moonlight once again illuminated the whole world extremely brightly.
At this time, the moonlight became pale for some reason.
No! That's not because the moonlight in the sky has become dim, but because both swords have been unsheathed!
At this moment, all the brilliance between heaven and earth has been concentrated on the two swords.
In the hands of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, the two immortal swords have been unsheathed.
The swords thrust out by these two people were not very fast. There was still a distance of more than ten feet between them. Both of them kept changing their sword moves. The sword light flashed and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal. For a moment, the entire field was filled with a
A terrifying and piercing sword energy!
One red and one blue, like a prison that separates heaven and earth, isolating everything, cutting off everything!
At this moment, for Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, every move they make has endless back-up tricks. Perhaps the moves have lost their meaning to them.
Ye Gucheng's sword glowed with a dazzling red sword energy. His whole body and the sword in his hand became one, like the wind outside the white clouds, misty and impermanent, and it was almost impossible to pinpoint his figure and sword moves.
Ximen Chuixue's sword glowed with a deep blue sword energy, but his movements seemed a little slower than Ye Gucheng's. However, at critical moments, his sword edge was always able to withstand Ye Gucheng's sword edge.