Ye Guchen's sword was not very fast, it could even be said to be a bit slow.
Everyone could even see the golden sword cutting through the air slowly.
Compared to those fierce sword moves before.
This sword can be called gentle.
However, when Ye Guchen used this gentle sword, a sad and beautiful artistic conception of the sword spread out directly.
This artistic conception spread out of the arena and throughout the square, touching everyone's minds instantly.
Even the elders were not surprised that some of the sorrows of their youth appeared in their minds.
However, after experiencing this artistic conception, all the disciples in the inner courtyard who had experienced the sword mark at Yijian Cliff stood blankly.
"This sword..."
"No way, could it be..." Some inner courtyard disciples murmured to themselves, with shock in their eyes, as if they couldn't believe it.
And Bai Zichen stood under the ring in a miserable state with a disgraced face.
When he felt the sword, his brain buzzed instantly, as if a hundred thousand thunderbolts blasted into his mind, causing his body to freeze for a moment and his face to become numb for a moment.
"This... this artistic conception..." Bai Zichen was almost stunned, his lips were trembling slightly.
He was the first person to experience this artistic conception at Yijian Cliff, and he had experienced it many times since then, so he was naturally familiar with this artistic conception.
However, when he saw Ye Guchen wielding this sword in front of him, he seemed unable to believe his eyes.
He always believed that the sword mark was left by an expert.
I even thought it might be left by Feng Manlou.
Therefore, Bai Zichen did not dare to admit that the sword marks were left by himself.
But when he faced the rumors, he did not refute them.
In the eyes of outsiders, this is the default.
After that, Bai Zichen didn't see Feng Manlou and others saying anything, so he calmed down and calmly accepted the admiration and praise from everyone in the inner courtyard.
Even Yan Wushuang, who is like a flower on the high mountain, treats him differently.
But now, as Ye Guchen used this sword, Bai Zichen's thinking was completely short-circuited.
The surprises and shocks Ye Guchen brought to him today were too many.
"Why...you again?" A stream of blood spilled from the corner of Bai Zichen's mouth.
However, other people here were directly immersed in it after being affected by Ye Guchen's sword.
Only the elders and some inner court disciples were able to maintain some kind of sobriety.
"Ye Guchen's sword, and that sword cliff..." Ji Lingyu covered her red lips with her hand.
The shock brought by Ye Guchen today really made her a little numb.
"So that's it..." Mu Xingzhu's little mouth also opened into an "O" shape.
Recalling that at the beginning, she was still hesitating whether to tell Ye Guchen that someone had left traces on Yi Jian Cliff, fearing that it would hurt his self-esteem.
But now it seems that Mu Xingzhu suddenly realized that he was really a bit stupid at that time.
As for Gu Tuo and other people of the Great Elder's lineage, their expressions at this moment are also extremely wonderful.
They were unwilling to admit that Ye Guchen's sword was the same as the sword on the same sword cliff.
But anyone with a discerning eye can feel that Ye Guchen's sword perfectly matches the sword mark on the same sword cliff!
Compared with Ye Guchen's sword, the sword Bai Zichen used before was as clumsy as a child imitating a painting, crooked and twisted.
"Elder Gu Tuo, hehe..." Qinghe said with profound meaning.
Gu Tuo's face turned green and white. He knew that Qinghe's words were because he had defended Bai Zichen before mocking him, saying that it was necessary to have the right time, place, and people.
As a result, it didn't take long for him to be slapped in the face, which made De Gutuo's face feel hot and he couldn't help but look at Bai Zichen with a little anger.
However, the experience and shock of everyone present were not as profound as those of Yan Wushuang, who faced Ye Guchen head-on.
Just now when Ye Guchen closed his eyes and drew his sword, Yan Wu still had a cold look in his eyes, thinking that Ye Guchen was arrogant and did not take her seriously.
However, when Ye Guchen's sword came out, Yan Wushuang's expression froze almost instantly.
This kind of sword artistic conception is not unfamiliar to her.
Because Yan Wushuang went to Yijian Cliff repeatedly to experience the poignant and sad artistic conception.
No matter what she is, she is still a girl.
Even a young girl would find it difficult to resist this touching artistic conception of the sword.
After learning that the sword at Yijian Cliff was left by Bai Zichen, Yan Wushuang admitted that she indeed looked at Bai Zichen in a different light, and even had a slight appreciation for it.
But now, when Ye Guchen's sword comes out.
All the truth is revealed!
"It's you..."
"It's you..."
"It's you..."
Yan Wushuang couldn't explain what she felt in her heart, so she repeated it three times.
This 360-degree change made her mind go blank for a moment.
"Ye Guchen, is this your... revenge on me?" Yan Wushuang's expression changed, and her eyes were extremely complicated.
The swords of the two men collided, but there was no sound, only silence.
Tian Ruo Youqing's move directly and quietly tore apart Yan Wushuang's offensive.
When Ye Guchen created this move before, the sea of qi was sealed, so the true power of Tian Ruoqing could not be exerted.
But now, Ye Guchen has broken through to the Sixth Transformation of the Divine Soul and can use his soul power at the same time. Only then did Tian Ruo Youqing's sword fully unleash its power.
This sword contains soul attack.
If there wasn't a guardian spirit creature in Yan Wushuang's sea of consciousness, then she would have fallen into some kind of emotional illusion like many of the disciples watching the battle.
But even with the protection of spiritual beings, Yan Wushuang still felt that her mind was in chaos at this moment.
Countless figures finally transformed into Ye Guchen's incoming sword.
Yan Wushuang's sword move was broken, and she could only watch helplessly as Ye Guchen's golden sword pointed towards her chest.
"I'm really stupid..."
Yan Wushuang remembered that she had questioned Ye Guchen's strength when she met Ye Guchen for the first time.
Ye Guchen didn't argue at all, which made Yan Wushuang think that Ye Guchen was jealous of Bai Zichen.
But now it seems clear who the villain is.
By this time, many of the disciples who were watching the battle had just woken up one after another. There was unbelievable horror in their eyes. Some female disciples were even immersed in this artistic conception and shed tears.
"If this sword strikes, Senior Sister Yan will be severely injured!" Some inner courtyard disciples exclaimed.
Ye Guchen's golden sword edge was already in front of Yan Wushuang.
But Yan Wushuang's first move was broken, and she didn't plan to use the second one.
Because...she has already lost.
Under everyone's gaze, Ye Guchen's sword hit Yan Wushuang's heart.
Yan Wushuang bit her red lips, her eyes were complicated, but she was still stubborn.
But the heavy trauma imagined did not come.
The golden sword edge was condensed with true energy. The moment it touched Yan Wushuang's heart, it shattered and turned into bright golden light spots all over the sky.
These light spots are like fireflies flying in the sky, extremely beautiful.
Coupled with the remaining artistic conception of the sword, it is simply so poignant that it makes people want to cry.
Yan Wushuang seemed to be in a daze for a moment, and his jade body stood stiffly.
Ye Guchen's straight body and handsome face, set against the sky full of golden fireflies, look like a sword fairy in a painting.
A faint voice came from Ye Guchen's mouth.
"People... need to be self-aware. What I said back then will be paid back to you today."
Hearing this, Yan Wushuang became pale and pale, and her jade body trembled.