The third sword duel is a duel between Tai'a and Long Yuan, the two most famous divine swords in the world.
Jie stared at Feng Tu's sword move taken from "The Fisherman", felt the sword intention in it, and was secretly frightened.
"The Fisherman" is a short article, but it is a short article that has been passed down through the ages. The content is Qu Yuan's conversation with a fisherman before he committed suicide in the river. Almost all of them are famous sentences.
Qu Yuan walked to the riverside and looked haggard. When the fisherman saw it, he asked him how it could be like this.
Qu Yuan replied: "The whole world is turbid and I alone am pure. Everyone is drunk and I alone am awake. This is how I see relief."
The fisherman said: "The sage is not stagnant in things, but can move with the world." The sage also changes with the times. Since the world is muddy, you can also stir up the muddy water. Since everyone is drunk, you can too.
Drink a lot of wine. You think you are noble, but you end up in exile, so why bother?
Qu Yuan said directly: "I would rather go to the Xiang River and be buried in the belly of a river fish. How can I be so white and covered with the dust of the world?"
The fisherman then left with a smile, singing a song, "The water in Canglang is clear, so I can wash my tassel; the water in Canglang is turbid, I can wash my feet."
The fisherman's philosophy of life and attitude towards life reflect the thoughts of Taoist Lao and Zhuang, "the sage is not stagnant in things", "becomes the same with his light and dust", and "takes the imaginary to leave the snake alone".
Qu Yuan, on the other hand, fully conforms to the admiration of Confucianism, "the ways are different and do not conspire with each other", "the world is independent and horizontal but not flowing", and "sacrifice one's life for righteousness".
Feng Tu used Long Yuan Sword to understand "The Fisherman", and the meaning of the sword he understood was an irresistible sorrow of fate.
There is no difference between Qu Yuan and the fisherman. But it seems that a noble man like Qu Yuan is destined to be miserable in the end.
Feng Tu's move of Canglang Water seems to be alluding to the future destiny of Fu Nian, a leader in Confucianism, and also seems to point to his own family.
Jie realized the sword intention coming from this master of Dacheng Peak, and suddenly his pupils trembled, and in a daze, tears flowed from his eyes for no apparent reason.
He touched his cheek and looked at the tears on his fingertips. His thoughts were extremely confused at this moment.
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Facing Feng Tu's sword that contained such sword intent, Fu Nian's eyes became even sharper, "As Dr. Sanlu said, the road is long and long, and I will search high and low. Even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets. Feng Tu
Patriarch, Fu Nian knows your strength, but this sword suits your purpose, but I can’t agree with it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Nian advanced with his sword, and the force of the sword expanded. The Saint King's sword skills and the ultimate in etiquette took the lead in taking advantage of the situation.
It was precisely because Feng Tu had a deep understanding of what he was carrying that he realized an extremely sad sword meaning from "The Fisherman".
Long Yuan, the sword of Wu Zixu, is the sword that prevents disasters, and is stained with the blood of noble people. And Fu Nian is just another noble person.
The opponent's sword movement carried the ultimate realm of etiquette and enveloped him. Suddenly, everything in this square inch of heaven and earth, including the air, seemed to be resisting him.
Feng Tu's eyes flashed with red light. In order to resist the control of the Holy King's domain, he entered a state that he had never used in previous fights with Wei Zhuang.
Gods and demons are not me.
The pupils turned completely red, the black hair on his head was scattered and flying, Feng Tu's sword was launched, and the human blood domain suppressed Fu Nian's Holy King domain.
A killing move, a thought from the gods and demons.
As soon as Fu Nian saw his opponent break through the suppression of his own domain, before he could react, a bloody sword pierced his heart.
"Hmm? This is it?"
Tai'a blocked the blood sword and deflected it. Almost instantly, Long Yuan Sword came close and slashed at his neck. Fu Nian lowered his eyebrows and finally became angry.
For the first time, he discovered that Feng Tu's swordsmanship didn't seem like a serious martial art.
This terrifying blood and resentment, what kind of sword is Long Yuan?
"Dang~呲呲~"
The dark and deep Longyuan Sword, the sparks flying from the blade were right in front of his eyes. Fu Nian held the sword in his right hand and put his left hand on the blade. He showed his energy and shook his opponent away first.
Feng Tu was knocked away and retreated. At the same time, his red eyes stared at the sword in his hand. The bloody sword energy wrapped around the sword was actually dimmed a lot by the shock just now.
The awe-inspiring aura of Confucian internal strength and the bloody sword aura of Long Yuan restrain each other.
Fu Nian also discovered this.
Originally, his attitude towards this battle was just a martial arts competition, but now he found that the righteousness he had cultivated was in restraint with the opponent's martial arts. Doesn't that mean that the opponent was probably evil?
Based on this judgment, Fu Nian felt it was his responsibility to find out whether what Feng Tu had practiced was an evil skill. His fighting spirit continued to improve.
"Huh, there is righteousness in the heaven and earth, and the vastness fills the sky."
The power of the Tai'a sword, combined with the righteousness in Fu Nian's heart, can destroy evil with every move.
Feng Tu noticed the change in his opponent's attitude. Not only was he not nervous, but he sneered: "Good, evil, gods, demons, how can everything in this world be simple and clear? Fu Nian, I didn't expect that even you can't see through it."
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"呲呲～丁～" The extremely fast transition between offense and defense, and the speed of the two swords, were so fast that most people in the villa could not see them at all. They could only follow the bright sparks in a blink of an eye.
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"Fu Nian Etai'a activated the aura of awe-inspiring power, and the power of it was one plus one, which is greater than two. I don't know what secret method Feng Tu used, but this bloody sword energy was able to completely compete with it."
Because of Zhan Lujian, Chen Xiao had a deep understanding of Haoran's energy. Seeing Fu Nian's state and looking at Feng Tu, he became more interested in exploring.
Wei Zhuang also frowned, staring closely at Feng Tu's red pupils: In this state, why does he feel that Long Yuan is a brutal and bloodthirsty sword comparable to shark teeth?
"Brother Wei Zhuang, have you noticed it too?" Zhang Liang said from the side, looking at Fu Nian with worry in his eyes, "Feng Tu's state gave me a very bad association."
"What?"
"At the Sword Discussion Conference seven years ago, there was a man called the Sword Demon, who brought the Long Yuan Sword out of the world. It was said at the time that the Long Yuan Sword could drink blood to help the sword master improve his skills."
"Drinking blood improves skills?" Wei Zhuang recalled the details of the previous battle with Feng Tu, and casually reminded him, "This reminds me of another person, the blood-clad Hou Bai Yifei."
"At that time, Feng Beard, Mrs. Xu, and Mr. Xu, three top masters in the field of swords, jointly came up with a conclusion to refute rumors about drinking blood to improve one's skills. But there was one detail that everyone forgot.
, that is, Zhujian Villa took the lead in corrupting Long Yuan Sword."
When Zhang Liang said this, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat and his Adam's apple rolled, "How is it possible?! It's actually!"
Wei Zhuang didn't understand his surprise at first glance. This was not like Zhang Liang, "What did you think of?"
"In the sword discussion conference seven years ago, all the elders of the Fengbeard family came forward. Since Feng Tu was born holding the Longyuan Sword, his strength was at the peak of Dacheng, and the Fengbeard family has never seen any elders again.
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Zhang Liang squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Tu who was fighting with his senior brother Fu Nian. He clenched his hands into fists and said, "There must be a secret among the Feng Beard family and Long Yuan Sword that the world doesn't know. This secret is Feng Tu's terrifying body."
The origin of martial arts."
Perhaps because he wasn't 100% sure yet, Zhang Liang didn't say anything directly.
Wei Zhuang lowered his sword eyebrows, apparently already guessing where Feng Tu's terrifying bloody sword came from.
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Jie looked at the current Feng Tu, his eyes flashing with strange colors. Because of the extremely sad sword intent, he had a desire to understand Feng Tu.