With Wuhen's defeat, the Five Peaks Competition has also come to an end.
Everyone present gained something from this Five Peaks Competition, especially the last one, the battle between Ye Shaohan and Wuhen, which benefited everyone a lot and allowed them to understand it for a while.
As Yue Jingxian announced the results of the Five Peaks Competition, thunderous applause erupted throughout the ruined Sword Valley.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Shaohan and others came on stage.
The rewards for this Five Peaks Competition are extremely rich, including not only enviable swords, but also some precious elixirs and medicinal materials.
What Ye Shaohan looked forward to most was not the top-notch Spirit Emperor sword, but a fruit called the Soul Power Fruit.
As the champion of the Five Peaks Competition, the rewards Ye Shaohan received were naturally extremely generous. Not only did he get a top-level Spirit Emperor sword, some elixirs, but more importantly, the Soul Power Fruit.
Soul Power Fruit, as the name suggests, is related to the soul. This is also the kind of precious medicinal material that Huo Qilin mentioned.
The heads of the outer sect were all filled with emotion, this Sword God Sect is really rich and powerful.
After awarding the awards, Yue Jingxian casually said some encouraging words, and the Five Peaks Competition officially came to an end.
Luoxia Peak once again topped the list of the five peaks due to the existence of Ye Shaohan's reputation.
The disciples of the outer sect also left one after another under the leadership of their respective sect masters. Even so, the Sword Valley was still extremely noisy, with everyone talking about the previous battle between Ye Shaohan and Wuhen.
After this battle, the name of Luoxia Peak Sui Feng will surely spread throughout the Luoyu Kingdom.
Facing the congratulations from other peak masters, Huang Shaoping always smiled, his eyes falling on the figure below.
Among the crowd, Ye Shaohan was always so quiet, with a faint smile on his lips.
As the crowd left, the entire Sword Valley became quiet, and Ye Shaohan and others also left one after another.
After the prosperity came loneliness. When the pale moonlight fell on the dilapidated Sword Valley, there was no one in the Sword Valley.
On Luoxia Peak, above the long sword path, Ye Shaohan stood quietly in front of the steep mountain path, letting the cold mountain wind mess up his long hair.
The thin figure looked so weak in the mountain wind, and the white snow dyed Ye Shaohan's long hair white.
With the Xuan Bing Jue running in his body, Ye Shaohan rarely felt the sword intent around him, but instead felt the battles of the past few days.
No matter how perfect the sword is, there are still flaws. Perhaps it is because of Ye Shaohan's approach that Ye Shaohan's offensive becomes more powerful and impeccable.
White snow was flying, and at the end of the mountain road, a tall figure emerged.
The roaring mountain wind was so powerless in front of this figure. With just one step, this figure appeared beside Ye Shaohan. He didn't say anything, but his eyes calmly looked at the clouds and mist below.
Ye Shaohan also felt the figure beside him, but continued to practice without opening his eyes.
A few moments later, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes, looked at the figure beside him, and said calmly: "I've seen the Peak Master!"
This person was clearly Huang Shaoping. Upon hearing this, Huang Shaoping withdrew his gaze, turned around, smiled at Ye Shaohan, and said: "You must be relaxed and methodical in your cultivation!"
"The journey of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat!" Hearing this, Ye Shaohan stood up and said calmly.
When the snowflakes all over his head fell, Ye Shaohan stood up and looked at the clouds and mist below. He put his hands behind his back and his martial robe was blown by the mountain wind.
Hearing this, Young Master Huang smiled flatly. For people who regard cultivation as their instinct, a moment of relaxation is simply a torment for them.
"Thank you for your hard work for this Five Peaks Competition!" Huang Shaoping chuckled.
Ye Shaohan raised his head, looked at Huang Shaoping thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "Isn't this what I should do?"
Hearing this, Huang Shaoping smiled, took a few steps forward, stood on the edge of the cliff, with the billowing clouds at his feet, and chuckled: "That's right!"
There was a silence between the two of them, and the roar of the mountain wind seemed particularly harsh.
After a few breaths, Huang Shaoping said: "Suifeng, this name is not your real name?"
Hearing this, although Ye Shaohan's face was calm, his eyes suddenly shrank and he raised his head without saying anything.
As if he noticed the change in Ye Shaohan's eyes, the emperor smiled calmly and remained silent.
After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan finally said: "Yeah!"
Seeing this, Huang Shaoping chuckled and said: "Life can be said to be long or short, and this name is just a code name! As long as you are at Luoxia Peak, then you are free to follow the wind!"
Ye Shaohan remained silent, his expression remained as calm as ever.
"Do you still remember what I said to you when you worshiped at Luoxia Peak?" Huang Shaoping sighed with his hands behind his back.
"Once you enter Luoxia, you will be a disciple of Luoxia for life!" Hearing this, Ye Shaohan said in a deep voice.
"Once you enter Luoxia, you will be a disciple of Luoxia for life!" Huang Shaoping sighed slightly: "Suifeng, if one day I am no longer here, then Luoxia Peak will be left to you!"
As he spoke, Huang Shaoping's eyes fell on the clouds and mists below. This mountain peak and this mountain range were the place where he had lived his whole life.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan was slightly startled and looked at Huang Shaoping with doubtful eyes!
Sensing Ye Shaohan's doubts, Huang Shaoping smiled lightly: "People have to leave this world eventually, don't they?"
After saying that, Huang Shaoping didn't say anything more. His figure turned into a stream of light and shot towards the peak of Luoxia Peak, disappearing in the wind and snow.
Looking at Huang Shaoping's leaving figure, Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. Could it be that he already knows my true identity?
On the top of Luoxia Peak, a tall and tall figure emerged. Huang Shaoping stood at the highest peak of Luoxia Peak, looking down at the beautiful mountains below, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.
"Master, why did you betray the Sword God?" Huang Shaoping murmured softly: "Now, do you regret it?"
The mountain wind was still roaring, and only Huang Shaoping's muttering was left in the mountain wind.
....
Ye Shaohan stood alone on the sword.
Withdrawing his gaze, Ye Shaohan continued to run the Xuan Bing Jue in his body, and the spiritual energy from the surrounding world rushed towards Ye Shaohan's body crazily.
A few moments later, a beautiful shadow emerged from the sword path below.
The slender and slender figure looked so thin in the cold wind, as if it could be blown down by the mountain wind at any time.
Her black hair was messed up by the mountain wind, and Qianying stood motionless below, her eyes obviously looking towards Ye Shaohan.
Sensing this gaze, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes, turned around, and looked at the beautiful figure below with a hint of astonishment.
With skin as thick as snow, standing in the wind and snow, Xiao Luoxue's figure seemed to merge with the surrounding snowflakes, indistinguishable from each other.
The two of them looked at each other speechlessly, while Xiao Luoxue looked at the thin figure above with confusion and said nothing.
"Something's wrong!" Ye Shaohan was the first to break the silence and said.
Hearing this, Xiao Luoxue still didn't say anything, turned around, left quietly, and disappeared at the end of the wind and snow.
Looking at the departing figure, Ye Shaohan sighed slightly, this woman!
After Xiao Luoxue left, another beautiful figure appeared again on the sword path, and its fiery figure looked particularly enchanting in the wind.
Feeling this aura of several breaths, Ye Shaohan's eyes showed a rare hint of astonishment.
This was the breath of Fengshen Jue. Ye Muwan walked slowly in the wind and snow, stood below, looked up at Ye Shaohan, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Obviously, the previous scene between Ye Shaohan and Xiao Luoxue was seen by Ye Muwan.
Just like before, Ye Shaohan and Ye Muwan also fell into silence for a while.
If Ye Muwan looked at Ye Muwan thoughtfully, Ye Shaohan said first: "Something's wrong!"
"No!" Ye Muwan's voice was still as crisp as she remembered. She shook her head slightly, smiled gently, and said, "Just to see how you are doing lately!"
"Not bad!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, his heart sinking slightly. Ye Muwan and Xiao Luoxue obviously recognized his true identity.
Hearing this, Ye Muwan smiled faintly, turned around, and said nothing.
Since Ye Shaohan did not come to the Sword God Sect with his true identity, he had his own intentions. Therefore, Ye Muwan did not say anything.
Turning around, Ye Muwan walked towards the way he came.
When Ye Muwan disappeared at the end of the sword path, Ye Muwan stopped, turned his back to Ye Shaohan and said, "Your murderous intention has become even stronger!"
After saying that, Ye Muwan's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared at the end.
Looking at Ye Muwan's leaving figure, Ye Shaohan smiled faintly. She was still the same, not changing at all.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at the snowflakes in the sky. A clear voice seemed to surround his ears: "If one day, my sword cannot pull you back from the killing, then I will kill you!"
Lonely peaks, wind and snow, mountain roads, Ye Shaohan's figure looks so lonely in this world.
"Since we're here, why don't we meet!" Ye Shaohan suddenly said, his voice carried by the mountain wind and falling on the mountain road.
A white figure emerged from behind Ye Shaohan, strolled over and stood beside Ye Shaohan.
Seeing this familiar figure, Ye Shaohan smiled slightly but didn't say anything.
This figure and the familiar sound of the piano have been accompanying him for several months. Looking at this figure, Ye Shaohan's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence.
There was endless darkness below, and the sky above was filled with stars. Liu Yuehong also looked at this familiar figure, smiled politely, and said, "Congratulations!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan smiled lightly but still did not speak.
The wind was swirling between the two of them. At this moment, Liu Yuehong felt a sense of loss for some reason. This feeling was very strange. Although the two of them were several meters apart, Liu Yuehong felt that they were a world apart.
"You take it lightly. All the disciples of the Sword God Sect aspire to become the champion of the Five Peaks Competition!" After a pause, Liu Yuehong continued: "So I congratulate you!"
Raising his right hand slightly, Ye Shaohan held the falling snowflakes and said lightly: "Martial arts is not just as simple as a five-peak competition, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Liu Yuehong nodded meaningfully, sighed slightly, held the falling snowflakes between her long and slender fingers, and sighed softly: "Do you think there is a chance that these snowflakes in the sky will overlap?"