"I don't want to die, this is unfair." Ye Haoxuan shook his head and said: "You have lived for hundreds of years, and you have already stepped into the coffin with one foot. But I am only in my twenties, and I have not yet lived.
Enough, this way of fighting is inherently unfair, so I won’t fight you because you are already defeated by me."
"Haha, don't fight?" The sword master smiled and said lightly: "I'm afraid it's not up to you to take the sword today..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage and the shadowless sword in his hand came forward with a faint groan. The sword energy stirred up the falling snow on the ground and attacked Ye Haoxuan like a long dragon.
Ye Haoxuan was helpless. He really wanted to scold the sword master for being shameless. He still kept his words at such an old age. He was obviously defeated, okay? Why did he still use the sword to attack him? If he had known better, he would not have pretended. He
If he loses when he picks up the sword, he has already lost now.
But there is no regret medicine in the world, and Ye Haoxuan decided that if he met an old monster of this caliber in the future, he would stop pretending.
The sword was like a rainbow, and it arrived in front of Ye Haoxuan almost instantly. Ye Haoxuan raised his spirits, shook his right hand, and shook the tip of the Quchi sword three times in a row, pulling out a sword flower to meet the sword master's shadowless sword.
Ding……
Gold and iron clashed, and the transparent energy spread out around the two of them, just like the waves after an explosion.
Chi chi chi... The snow on the ground was constantly stirred up and floated upwards with the two people as the center. The infuriating energy of the two was like a blower blowing the snow on the ground high.
Ice particles and snow that have not melted for thousands of years are falling from the sky, and ice and snow are flying on the entire Snow Shadow Peak.
Ding...the two swords separated and struck each other again. At this moment, the rising snow around the two people suddenly stopped. The swords in the two hands intersected like this, and time seemed to stop at that moment.
Thick frost quickly formed on the sword master's head and eyebrows. His Xuanbing Qi reached its peak at this moment. A trace of extremely cold Qi flowed along the tip of the sword and poured into the Quchi Sword. The Quchi Sword
A thin layer of ice immediately formed on the body.
Ye Haoxuan's right hand was cold, and the sword master's true energy had broken through Quchi and poured into Ye Haoxuan's body. Ye Haoxuan couldn't help but shudder, and the Xuanbing true energy almost froze his blood.
Ye Haoxuan wanted to yell loudly, wasn't he talking about a sword fight? Why are you so angry now?
In fact, whether it was a sword fight or a fight with Qi, Ye Haoxuan was no match for the Sword Master. He took a deep breath, and the Haoran Qi in his body quickly started to circulate. The two of them had yin and yang, and the Qi was in conflict with each other.
There was a stalemate on the spot.
The chill on the Sword Master's body is getting thicker and thicker, and Ye Haoxuan is struggling to hold on. He doesn't know how long his Haoran Qi can last. It's a pity that he can't move now. Otherwise, if he takes out a Tianxin Jade Dew Pill and knocks it down, he will definitely be able to
Survive Juggernaut.
But now, it's a little hard to say, because after all, the other party is a master of the heaven realm, and I am only an earth realm master at best, which is not on the same level at all.
The two of them didn't know how long they were in a stalemate. Ye Haoxuan stared at the solidified ice particle in front of him. The ice particle was floating in the middle of the two of them, motionless there.
The cold air on the sword master's body became stronger and stronger, making the ice particles bigger and bigger.
Haoxuan's eyes slowly closed. He once again entered a meditative world without sorrow or joy.
A dreamy and beautiful fairyland appeared in front of him. There was no ice, no snow, no cold, flowers bloomed all year round, and green water flowed.
The sun is warm, the river is clear, and the flowers are beautiful...
This scene flashed away, but the scene was very warm. Ye Haoxuan suddenly opened his eyes, and he found that the ice particles in front of him moved slightly, and then melted at an extremely fast speed.
After a while, the ice particle melted into a crystal clear drop of water, which dripped onto the snow.
The ice on the Sword Master's body melted at an extremely fast speed, and the mysterious ice energy broke.
The sword master gave a long shout, and the sword in his hand shook slightly. The two of them staggered away. The shadowless sword in his hand then turned in a circle, making several chi chi chi sounds, and more than ten ice spikes suddenly formed, and they galloped towards Ye Haoxuan.
Qu Chi in Ye Haoxuan's hand trembled, and he slashed out with his sword. The unique characteristics of Haoran's Qi caused a large part of the ice spikes in front of him to instantly melt into water. He pulled out his sword, and several ice spikes melted into water. But the ice
There were too many thorns, and Ye Haoxuan couldn't handle them.
Tsk...Two ice spikes broke through Ye Haoxuan's shoulders, and blood flowed from his shoulders. He shouted loudly, and Haoran's true energy suddenly came out. The remaining dozens of ice spikes instantly melted into water. He raised the long sword in his hand,
The ice water condensed instantly, and then the curved pool pointed towards one.
A water column as thick as the mouth of a bowl shot towards the Sword Master. This water arrow was as powerful as the wind, as if it was a long dragon and rushed towards the Sword Master's chest. Indistinctly, this water column actually carried a hint of the power of heaven and earth, and it moved against the sword.
In Sheng's eyes, this water column transformed into a transparent dragon, roaring towards him.
Puff puff……
Several dull sounds were heard, and several water arrows penetrated the sword master's chest and shot out from behind him, revealing a hole in the back of his white robe.
Ye Haoxuan pointed at the sky with Qu Chi in his hand, staring coldly at the Sword Master. Blood was flowing from his shoulder. Because the temperature in this place was too low, his blood almost condensed into ice as soon as it fell on the ground.
The sword master's face was filled with disbelief. He then staggered back a few steps and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Is this... sword intention?" The sword master looked at Ye Haoxuan in disbelief and said.
"It's the sword intention." Ye Haoxuan said.
"Impossible, the realm of sword intention cannot be so deep." The sword master said.
"The true way of swordsmanship is not limited to the realm of moves." Ye Haoxuan said, "The way is to come from the heart."
"Is the way to come from the heart?" The sword master murmured and repeated these words. He seemed to understand, but he still didn't understand. He shook his head and said: "I still don't understand, what was the move you just called?
?”
"I just thought of it. I don't have a name. If you want to ask..." Ye Haoxuan thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it Weak Water Three Thousand."
"Three Thousand Weak Waters..." The sword master closed his eyes slightly, and his head suddenly turned gray at this moment, and then turned from gray to snow white.
He is indeed old. In the past, he could maintain the appearance of forty or fifty years old by relying on the realm of his Heart Sword. But now that his Heart Sword is broken, his image immediately changes into a pale old man. He is suffering.
After thinking hard, Ye Haoxuan was far behind him in terms of swordsmanship and internal strength, but he failed. He couldn't figure out why he failed, and why he failed so completely?
"Yes, it's Weoshui Sanqian." Ye Haoxuan nodded. He suddenly liked this name very much. It had a profound meaning.
"I lost..." The sword master spat out these three words. Defeat and defeat are different. He lost first in the heart of the Tao, and then in the realm. He lost miserably and completely.
"You are indeed defeated." Ye Haoxuan said.
"Then you kill me." The sword master said.
"Will you die if you lose?" Ye Haoxuan said.
"If you lose, what's the point of living?" the sword master said.
He has pursued the ultimate in swordsmanship all his life, but he never thought that one day he would be defeated so miserably.
"If you lose, you must die. This is a rule that has not changed for thousands of years." The sword master said.
A swordsman must have the dignity of a swordsman. He challenged Ye Haoxuan, but was defeated by Ye Haoxuan. Although he was defeated, he did not regret it, because a person cannot be invincible forever in his life. It was only because he met a monster.
This is the dignity that belongs to a swordsman, and it is also the pride of a swordsman. He would rather die than live. Moreover, for a person who has pursued the ultimate in swordsmanship all his life, he has lost the battle and there is no need to live at all.
There are not many opportunities in life. If you are young, you can still get up after falling, but the sword master is no longer young. If he fails, there will be no chance to come back again.
"You have to die if you lose? Who made these bullshit rules?" Ye Haoxuan smiled, and he said solemnly: "What is your purpose of pursuing swordsmanship in your life? Is it just to keep fighting and win your reputation?
Yang Sihai, will you die if you lose?"
"What is the Chinese martial spirit? What is the purpose of your sword training? I don't believe that when your master taught you the way of swordsmanship, he taught you to fight with his way of swordsmanship."
"Chinese swordsmanship is a kind of spirit, a kind of inheritance, and a means of resisting enemies in ancient times. If we are still in the era of cold weapons and facing foreign enemies, you can pull out your sword and yell at those who offend me.
If you are far away, you will be killed.”
"This is the meaning of swordsmanship. A real swordsman is not a madman who challenges everyone in an attempt to become the best in the world, but an unknown knight who travels around the world and uses his abilities to make silent sacrifices. The reason why I am unwilling to accept your challenge is
I'm not from the same place as you."
"Chinese swordsmanship is a spirit that scares the enemy. It is also a swordsmanship that can defeat enemies thousands of miles away. The reason why you lost is because you have long forgotten the foundation of a warrior and the spirit of a swordsman. Please reflect on it.
"
Ye Haoxuan's words silenced the sword master. Yes, he had forgotten the fundamentals of swordsmanship. When his master taught him swordsmanship, he once explained in three chapters that the sword is a spirit and is used to protect oneself and kill enemies, not to strive for the best in the world.
Yes, if there is a utilitarian heart, the sword heart will be inferior. Compared with Ye Haoxuan, he is really eager for quick success, so his defeat is not unfair.
"I won't kill you because you are a sword master. You have been young, passionate, a villain, and a knight. This is what a person must experience from young to old. It is a pity that you are still the same when you are old.
I can't let go of my utilitarianism, so you will lose this battle. I am willing to give you a chance to start a new life." Ye Haoxuan said.
"Haha, can I come back again?" The sword master laughed, and he burst into tears. "I am not you, I am not a young man in his early twenties. I have failed, and my sword heart has been broken.
Now, is a swordsman with a broken sword heart still a swordsman? I have lived for so long, I am tired, and I am tired, Ye Haoxuan, if you are really good for me, give me a good time." The sword master said.