Under the Shenhuang stage, under the care of several medical staff, Yang Qian slowly regained consciousness. He coughed violently and said weakly: "I'm sorry..."
The arrogant Yang Gan felt ashamed at this time. The battle between him and the fat man in yellow was really too different. He fell into the illusion of the fat man in yellow when he was completely unprepared and lost completely. .
Next to Yang Gan, stood a young demon sword.
Yaodao remained silent. He looked at the fat man in yellow who was enjoying the cheers of the crowd on the Shenhuang stage with a deep look.
This fat man in yellow is older than him and has a deeper level of cultivation than him. He is very troublesome!
When it comes to sword skills, Yao Dao is fully confident, but for duels in the illusion world, Yao Dao has not experienced such training.
This fat man in yellow clothes is the first illusion warrior that the demon sword has encountered.
An illusion showdown is completely different from a real battle. If you don't have experience, you will definitely suffer.
The current demon sword feels like I am just beginning to master swordsmanship and have not yet experienced actual combat, just like I am going to duel with a master.
You have to explore everything yourself.
"Demon Sword, just try your best."
Beside Yaodao, Yaodao's instructor patted Yaodao on the shoulder.
Yaodao nodded. Before the match started, he had no idea that the opponent he encountered would be like this. He originally expected a stormy duel, but it backfired.
Yaodao walked onto the Divine Desolate Platform with his sword in hand. The fat man in yellow across from him showed a playful smile, "Here comes another one, interesting."
"Stop talking nonsense and let's fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Demon Sword's vitality circulated throughout his body. At the same time, he concentrated all his mind and paid attention to withstand the fat man's illusion attacks.
The fat man smiled and slowly took out a gourd from the space ring.
This gourd is small and exquisite, only over a foot tall, and its whole body is dark golden.
"Um?"
The Demon Sword was concentrated, and he clenched the handle of the sword with his right hand. When fighting Yang Gan, the fat man did not take out the gourd.
Or maybe the scene of the fat man taking out the gourd is itself an illusion?
At that moment, the demon sword didn't even dare to attack the fat man rashly. He was afraid that if he moved, he would fall into the illusion and have a meaningless battle with the fat man in the illusion, in which case he would definitely lose!
But he couldn't just watch. That would be equivalent to letting the fat man use his secret skills. Yao Dao had a hunch that the thing in the gourd must be extremely dangerous. If the fat man used it, he would be in trouble.
Thinking of this, Yaodao suddenly bit the tip of his tongue. He bit the tip of his tongue and used the pain to wake himself up.
"How could I be so timid? I lost my fighting spirit before the battle even started. I didn't dare to attack the enemy rashly because I was afraid of the illusion. How could this be possible!"
This thought flashed through Yaodao's mind, and he suddenly realized in his heart that a swordsman must first move forward bravely. He gathered his mind, and the sword energy exploded, cutting off all illusions!
"Suffer death!"
The demon sword rushed out, holding a narrow knife, and slashed at the fat man.
At this moment, the fat man pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and a puff of smoke flew out from the gourd. The smoke was colorful, like a layer of gauze.
"I used Seven Illusions of Wolf Smoke to deal with you. Fatty, I can still think highly of you. You lost to Seven Illusions of Wolf Smoke. You are proud of yourself!"
The smoke from the Seven Fantasy Wolf instantly thickened, obscuring everyone's vision. It formed a barrier on top of the arena, and everything within it could not be seen clearly.
Everyone in the audience stared wide-eyed, afraid of missing any scene.
But they still couldn't see anything.
Especially the warriors in Tai'a Divine City are all nervous. They are worried about the demon sword and don't know what the outcome of this battle will be.
Yaodao is the only one left in the youth group of Tai'a Shencheng. Once Yaodao loses, then the youth group of Tai'a Shencheng will lose miserably!
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In the sword tomb, Yi Yun sat cross-legged. On his knees lay a rusty broken sword. This broken sword was the one Yi Yun got in the Chunyang Sword Palace.
It has been nearly a year since Yi Yun learned the sword. The huge sword mark left in Chunyang Sword Palace has been deduced countless times in Yi Yun's mind.
However, to this day, Yi Yun still has a vague feeling when he recalls the sword mark.
It seems that whenever I think of the sword mark, I feel like something is covering it up, making it impossible to identify it.
Today, Yi Yun kept sitting cross-legged. Unknowingly, he entered a state of forgetfulness again. There seemed to be a lot of fog in his mind.
Yi Yun tried hard to look, and when the fog slowly dissipated, he saw some vague shadows.
Huh? This is...
Yi Yun's heart moved. Such an image had never appeared before.
Among those blurry shadows, there was a man. He was holding a long sword and swung it wildly. Every ray of sword light shattered the ground and shattered the sky.
The scene was chaotic, sometimes blurry, sometimes clear. Yi Yun couldn't see clearly the opponent of the man holding the sword. He just felt that it was a chaotic battle, and the whole battle was shattering.
At this moment, a giant appeared in the sky.
This giant's whole body is like cast bronze. His body is as huge as a vast mountain. His whole body exudes a suffocating aura. It seems that he is a god from the nine heavens, controlling the heaven and earth and looking down on the people.
He held a huge bronze halberd, and with one stroke of the halberd, he shattered the world!
A shocking crack spread across the earth, the sea, and the sky!
The ocean tore apart, and the seawater set off countless huge whirlpools, which were swept into the cracks and disappeared until the ocean completely dried up and the sky was torn apart. Then, a complete world was split open by this giant!
One halberd split the world apart!
Yi Yun was shocked. What kind of existence was this giant?
He didn't have time to think about it, he saw the light and shadow distorting, and in the blur, he saw the man holding the sword turn into a stream of light and fly towards the bronze giant.
At that moment, the man and the sword seemed to have become one.
The sword light flashed, and the man slashed his sword into the bronze giant's neck, as if he wanted to cut off the bronze giant's head!
Yi Yun's pupils shrank, this sword was too terrifying!
The giant's power split a whole world apart with a halberd, but he was almost beheaded by that man's sword!?
But then, Yi Yun seemed to hear a "bang" sound, and the man's long sword was broken from the middle due to the huge impact!
The remaining half-cut sword in the man's hand was slowly corroded because it was stained with the blood of the bronze giant, and green smoke came out.
The divine sword was originally flowing with aura, but now, the aura quickly disappeared, and the sword seemed to be alive, and it moaned in pain.
The nearly decapitated bronze giant also roared in pain. He held a halberd and swung it at the man holding the sword!
The halberd's light filled Yi Yun's vision, and he vaguely saw that the man holding the sword was struck by the halberd, and his body flew straight out of the world.
And the world was further shattered by the bronze giant's second blow.
An entire corner of the world was cracked open, and it slowly separated from the main body of the world and floated into the vast universe...
Next, this corner of the world experienced a long and aimless wandering in the universe...
And the broken sword also remained in this world.
It has completely lost its spirituality, because it was corroded by the blood of the bronze giant, and rust began to appear on its surface.
Rust continued to accumulate, and soon, the broken sword became as rusty as scrap metal...
From beginning to end, Yi Yun was like a spectator in the world, quietly witnessing everything.
Watch the river of time flow, watch the vicissitudes of life...
In this illusion, Yi Yun didn't know how many years had passed, as if he had experienced a long life without sorrow, joy, and numbness before he suddenly woke up at a certain moment for some reason.
When Yi Yun woke up, he broke out in a cold sweat. The dull life just now was still fresh in his memory. He felt as if he had turned into a cold stone in that world, and there was nothing left except witness.
Yi Yun looked at the corner. The oil lamp in the secret room was still burning quietly. Judging from the amount of oil consumed, he had only experienced it for less than half an hour.
But in his dream, Yi Yun seemed to feel that he had experienced thousands of years.
Yi Yun lowered his head thoughtfully and looked at his knees. The broken sword was lying on his knees, motionless.
Mottled rust covered the sword body. Yi Yun seemed to be able to see some faint brown dots on the broken sword. There were obviously more rust stains around the dots.
Could these dots be what was left after the blood of the bronze giant dried up?
Is the scene in the illusion the origin of Broken Sword...
And the corner of the world that was chopped off by the bronze giant's halberd must have wandered in the starry sky for a long time and fell into the world where it was. Is it the so-called meteorite that fell into the Falling Star Gate?
Ordinary warriors believe that what fell into the Falling Star Gate is a meteorite, while those hidden aristocratic families believe that it is the cave of the gods.
However, neither one is appropriate.
It was chopped off by a bronze giant, a corner of the world.
Yi Yun's mind became clearer and clearer, and he understood that the illusion he had just seen should actually be the memory of this broken sword.
Does a sword also have memory?
Yi Yun picked up the broken sword on his knee and turned it over in his hand.
No matter how you look at it, this sword looks like broken copper and iron. I really can’t believe that before it lost its spirituality, it was the sword of a peerless strong man, capable of killing gods.
Could it be that the man holding the sword is the owner of Chunyang Sword Palace...
Various thoughts flashed through Yi Yun's mind. It was hard to imagine what martial arts realm the master of Chunyang Sword Palace and the bronze giant were in?
After suffering a blow from the bronze giant, did the owner of Chunyang Sword Palace die?
Such a terrible blow could shatter the world. In addition, tens of millions of years have passed, so he may be in danger.
If he was still alive, how could he leave Chunyang Sword Palace alone?
What a pity for this peerless strong man! (To be continued.)