552, When it comes to swordsmanship, I am not afraid of anyone.
A sword slashed out, and the roaring and galloping wind exploded!
When the sword was released, the immortal energy within thousands of miles instantly solidified.
All living beings sensed it and turned their heads to look in the direction of Yunlan City.
A vortex visible to the naked eye rose above the sky and fell downwards.
"boom--"
Between heaven and earth, the sword light rolled like thunder, roaring and roaring.
In the sky above Yunlan City, the golden giant sword chopped off the head and hit the head of the tearing Tianhuan hard.
The power of that sword directly caused the heaven and earth to overturn. In everyone's eyes, it seemed as if the entire sky was falling and collapsing, pressing down!
Who can stop this trend?
Even Peng Zhenyao, who had gathered the sword power of 200,000 miles, could not stop such a sword that lifted the sky!
"Stab-"
The sword light flashed away!
The entire Thousand-foot-Tianhuan body was directly chopped into two halves and exploded into thousands of feet of dust.
A sword.
Ten miles outside Yunlan City, a middle-aged swordsman holding a long sword looked pale and had a look of fear in his eyes.
"If you want to fight against the odds, you must be brave." Han Muye's voice came faintly to his ears.
He is Peng Zhenyao, who came with the power of a sword and gathered a sword force of two hundred thousand miles.
Unfortunately, his sword was vulnerable to the Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi.
A sword broke the power of Peng Zhenyao's sword, causing thousands of miles of heaven and earth to shake. At this moment, all the immortal cultivators who were watching took a breath of cold air.
This swordsman who could fight against the odds could not match the power of Han Wudi's sword.
"Failed..."
Peng Zhenyao shook his head, with a look of regret and loss on his face.
The sword power he condensed was his own way.
He originally wanted to use this sword of the great road to overcome the low ebb of the five declines of heaven and man with the power of swallowing up mountains and rivers.
However, this sword was seen through by Han Wudi.
Dragging his long sword in his hand, Peng Zhenyao moved forward step by step.
If he takes one step, his aura becomes weaker.
Ten steps later, he was already old and weathered.
"The five degenerates of heaven and man!" This scene made people exclaim.
"He wants to gather the strongest combat power before the five declines of heaven and man, challenge Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, and also challenge himself."
"Pity……"
Seeing Peng Zhenyao's old and decrepit appearance, countless immortal cultivators had mixed emotions.
These are the five degenerations of heaven and man that have stopped 90% of immortal cultivators.
All immortal cultivators who reach the peak of human immortality must take this step.
A lifelong immortal cultivator turns into a mortal plagued by disasters, and his strength disappears. Who can bear such a difficult situation?
"Since I set out on the path to immortality, I have never been slow in the slightest and have taken steady steps until today."
"It's a pity that in the end I was unable to cross the realm of heaven and man and fell into these five declines."
"Forget it, just be a mortal, then just be a mortal..."
Peng Zhenyao walked forward with his sword in hand, whispering in his mouth, and his cloudy eyes showed a bit of twilight.
Why are there so many strong Taoists and so many practitioners in the world?
Because Taoist skills are the easiest in the world to survive the calamity of heaven and man.
Whether it's a magic sect or a swordsman, both are determined and enterprising. Once the sharpness is damaged, it will be difficult to regain the fighting spirit.
There are fewer sword cultivators than demon cultivators in the world who have survived the five declines of heaven and human beings.
Seeing Peng Zhenyao like this, countless people shook their heads in regret.
It is impossible for him to survive the five declines of heaven and man in such a state of mind.
As a sword cultivator, he has a lot of evil in his body, and once his mind becomes dusty, there is no possibility of rising up.
"Peng Zhenyao, where is your sword?" At this moment, Han Muye's voice came from Yunlan City.
sword?
Sword in hand.
"I have held a sword to kill people since I was thirteen years old, practiced swordsmanship, and learned the way of swordsmanship. For 130,000 years, I carried the sword with me and kept it in my heart." Peng Zhenyao lowered his head, whispered softly, and clenched the sword in his palm.
After 130,000 years, the sword in my hand has become like my own body and limbs, inseparable.
"Is your sword really your sword?" Han Muye's voice sounded again, with a hint of indifference.
Peng Zhenyao, who was holding the sword hilt tightly, suddenly raised his head and lifted the sword in his hand, his old face flushed with excitement.
"This sword has been with me for 30,000 years. It was nurtured from an ordinary magic weapon until it became a middle-grade spiritual treasure today. I have been with it for 30,000 years -"
As soon as the words came out, he was suddenly shocked, and his face turned pale instantly.
He had previously used this sword as a bet with his three-hundred-year drive to draw Han Wudi into a fight.
Lost.
If you lose the person, you also lose the sword.
He was trembling all over and his eyes fell on the sword in his hand.
When he made the bet, he wanted to make a desperate move. If he could win, he would overcome the five declines of heaven and man and become an immortal swordsman.
If you can't win, then hand over the sword, and you will enter the five declines of heaven and earth, and may be in silence for three to five hundred years.
What I thought at the beginning was strong-willed.
But when it came time to hand over the sword, he realized how reluctant he was to give it up.
"This sword is named Luo Yuan. I hope the Lord of Invincible City will treat him kindly..."
There was a feeling of reluctance on the long sword, and Peng Zhenyao slowly released his fingers from the hilt.
Accept the bet and admit defeat.
The long sword floated in the air, and Peng Zhenyao slowly closed his eyes to prevent his eyes from falling on it.
The long sword vibrated softly, and the sound of the sword's roar filled the hearts of those sword cultivators with sadness.
"What is a sword?"
Han Muye did not collect the Luo Yuan Sword, but spoke calmly, his voice echoing.
What is a sword?
The sword is a killing weapon.
The sword is the path of spiritual practice.
The sword is sharp.
For sword cultivators, no one does not know what their own sword is.
The sword cultivators around him were silent.
They looked at Peng Zhenyao who had given up his sword.
The words of Sword Immortal Yunlan must have been meant for Peng Zhenyao.
A swordsman who has given up his sword must feel uncomfortable when he hears such words.
It’s just that we have already won, so why use words to ridicule?
Peng Zhenyao shook his head and said calmly: "Invincible City Lord, since I have admitted defeat, I will hand over my sword to you. I am a sword cultivator——"
"As a sword cultivator, my sword is my life." Han Muye's cold words were like a thunderbolt that directly shook the world!
The sword is life!
The sword is the life of the sword cultivator!
Peng Zhenyao, who was already slumped, stared at the sword in front of him, his shoulders trembling.
He slowly raised his hand that had dropped weakly before, and tightly, tightly grasped the hilt of the sword that he had let go of before.
Tears rolled down his eyes.
"It turns out that you are my life."
"No, you are a treasure more important than my life."
"Just now, I almost lost something more precious than my life."
Holding the hilt of the sword tightly, Peng Zhenyao's decayed and old aura slowly dissipated and turned into a surging force.
How can you say defeat when you have the sword in your hand?
Peng Zhenyao took a step forward and flew forward, the sword light in his hand was dazzling.
This sword is no stronger than the previous sword that was formed by gathering momentum from 200,000 miles.
But in everyone's eyes, this sword contains a deeper sword intention than that sword.
This is a will unique to sword cultivators.
Never give up.
Unyielding.
This is sword cultivation!
"Okay, this sword move can be regarded as a sword cultivator." Han Muye's voice sounded again, his body moved, and he landed in front of Peng Zhenyao, and then pressed down with his sword.
"when--"
Peng Zhenyao was directly knocked back thousands of feet by this sword.
But this sword not only did not discourage Peng Zhenyao, but also made him more motivated.
"Come again!"
With the long sword drawn, he stepped forward again, and the sword light turned into a sharp light and crashed towards Han Muye.
"when--"
"Come again!"
…
This is a sword fight that feels like teaching.
Peng Zhenyao, the famous Luo Yuan Sword Immortal of the Wasteland, was like a junior in front of Han Wudi, the Yunlan Sword Immortal. Every flaw in his sword was found and then repulsed.
But Peng Zhenyao's fighting spirit was like a ignited volcano, erupting more and more thinly.
The sword light in his hand was as bright as a star, illuminating the wasteland within a hundred miles, and the fighting spirit on it condensed into a flame, making it difficult to look directly at it.
In his own body, the decay that had originally entered the Five Decline of Heaven and Man had long since disappeared, and all that was revealed was the surging energy and blood and the sharp sword intent.
This is not to directly overcome the five declines of heaven and man, but to block the disasters imposed on oneself by the five declines of heaven and man.
Use the power of the sword to overcome the five declines of heaven and man, and ensure that your own fighting power is not lost.
There are tens of thousands of people in the world who are at the peak of immortality, but there are very few who can survive the five declines of gods and humans without losing their fighting power.
For immortal cultivators, it ultimately depends on their own combat power.
As long as you are strong enough in combat, you are a mortal and will be respected.
"This is really what the Sword Immortal does..."
Looking at Peng Zhenyao, who was still charging towards Han Muye with sword after sword, some people had envy in their eyes and whispered softly.
Who could have imagined that this battle would have such an outcome?
The fight between the dragon and the tiger that I originally wanted to see was true, but now the fight between the dragon and the tiger is not at all what I imagined.
What I originally wanted to see was the fall of a great monk and the rise of a great swordsman.
It's the same now, but it's not.
Peng Zhenyao, who has entered the Five Decline of Heaven and Man, has not lost his fighting power, and the swordsmanship of Yunlan Sword Immortal is unfathomable.
Looking at the two sword lights looming horizontally, everyone's eyes were filled with glints and they didn't know what to think.
This battle lasted for five days.
It didn't end until Peng Zhenyao let out a long laugh, put away his sword, and bowed to Han Muye.
After that, Peng Zhenyao gave up and lived in seclusion in Yunlan City. While surviving the five declines of heaven and man, he sat in command as the elder of Yunlan City's Guest Minister.
This battle was like a rebirth for Peng Zhenyao.
This battle has caused countless people to think deeply.
What path do you seek, yourself?
In the face of the five declines of heaven and man, can I have the luck of Peng Zhenyao?
In other words, if I could be inspired and guided by a strong person like Yunlan Sword Immortal, would I be able to overcome the five declines of heaven and man without losing my fighting power?
What a terrible thing it would be if Sword Immortal Yunlan had the ability to allow every human immortal to pass through the five declines of heaven and earth safely!
All kinds of thoughts spread inside and outside Yunlan City, and countless immortal cultivators were hesitating and making choices.
Han Muye, on the other hand, received another letter of challenge after seven days of seclusion.
"Xia Jun, the Godless Sword Immortal of Qiyuan City, has traveled 800,000 miles with his Wanque Sword and will arrive at Yunlan City in three days."
This is an urgent message sent by Xie Chaoyan.
In order to deliver this news, three members of the Moluo tribe exposed their identities and had to leave the wasteland.
A true master of swordsmanship, a strong man who has been undefeated for 30,000 years.
Xia Jun's name is like a king in the sword among the wasteland sword cultivators.
In the main hall of the Yunlan City Lord's Mansion, looking at the jade-colored war book suspended in the center, all the strong men in Yunlan City had complicated expressions.
How long has it been since Yunlan City was founded?
How many battles does Yunlan Sword Immortal have in the wasteland?
This will get the attention of a king of swords. It not only represents the potential of Yunlan City and Yunlan Sword Immortal, and is valued by the powerful seniors, but also means that Yunlan City will probably face more challenges in the future.
This is the recognition of strength and the arrival of a real crisis.
Whether he can carry it through depends on the Yunlan Sword Immortal sitting in the main hall.
"Invincible City Lord, do you want to try out a battle first?" Xie Chaoyan, who was standing below, cupped his hands and whispered: "We can intercept and kill them in the wasteland first."
"Yes, we in Yunlan City are considered to be as powerful as the clouds now. If we send a few masters of the Celestial Immortal Cave, even if we are defeated, we can find out the reality of his Wushen Sword Immortal."
"City Lord, I am willing to fight first."
Below, several Dongxu Celestial Immortals stood up.
They have placed their own cave in Yunlan City. As long as they attack within a thousand miles outside Yunlan City, even if they are defeated, they can retreat into their own cave.
How many people are there in the wasteland who can step into the cave and kill people like the invincible city lord?
This is the time to show your loyalty.
Eyes of anticipation turned to Han Muye.
Han Muye shook his head and stood up.
"The sword is in my hand, why do you need to block it?"
He narrowed his eyes, the light in his eyes was so deep that it was difficult to look directly at him.
"But when it comes to swordsmanship, I'm not afraid of anyone."
Don't be afraid of anyone!
What kind of domineering power is contained in this simple word!
What kind of confidence is needed to say such a thing!
There was a hint of excitement on Zuo Baichou's face, and he turned to look at Zhao Chen, who was standing aside, and then turned his gaze to Xie Chaoyan, who had the same look.
The three of them are all businessmen and are the best at calculating.
Peng Zhenyao came to challenge, and under the operation of the three people, the atmosphere was brewed to the climax.
That battle earned Han Muye so much fame.
Now, a sword master who is more famous and stronger than Peng Zhenyao comes to fight. If it works properly, the name of Yunlan Sword Immortal can be heard throughout half of the Yunteng Wasteland!
"City Lord, the picture stone of your battle with Elder Peng Zhenyao has been spread throughout millions of miles. Many swordsmen are very interested in your combat power and swordsmanship." Xie Chaoyan, Zuo Baichou and the others nodded, and then
Look at Han Muye.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "If the city lord is sure of winning, then he can invite the surrounding swordsmen to watch the battle with the Wushen Sword Immortal."
Take the initiative and attract the strong to watch the battle.
This is the fastest way to build a reputation.
Which famous and powerful person in the wasteland is not the most powerful person after a hundred battles?
If Han Muye wants to become famous quickly, he can only use the tricky method of inviting people to watch games.
"Is it too late?" Han Muye did not refuse, but spoke softly.
It's not about winning or losing, but asking whether it's too late.
This kind of casualness and confidence revealed in it made the atmosphere in the entire hall relaxed.
The name of Yunlan City's invincible city lord is indeed worthy of its name!
"I can use Yulu Trading Company to arrange a temporary teleportation array from Luming City to Yunlan City." Xie Chaoyan said loudly.
A temporary teleportation array allowed those strong swordsmen to transfer from Luming City to Yunlan City to watch the battle.
If you don't have the confidence to win, why go to such trouble?
"Okay." Han Muye said calmly, then moved and disappeared into the hall.
All the powerful men in the hall looked at each other, surprise flashing across their faces.
With your own city lord’s attitude, what do you have to worry about?
Half a day later, in a valley a hundred miles outside Yunlan City, a fairy light rose into the sky.
The teleportation array with Luming City is completed.
Even though this array costs a lot of money and can only last for one year, it is enough to make Yunlan Sword Immortal famous.
The teleportation formation was formed, and within two days, sword lights flashed from time to time.
The sword light was so powerful that it could soar into the sky.
By the third day, there were nearly a hundred powerful sword lights surrounding Yunlan City.
At this time, there was already a roaring sound in the sky.
A sword light coming from the west spans the sky and the earth, triggering a tide of immortal energy and slowly coming.
Unlike Peng Zhenyao who gathered his sword power in the beginning, this Godless Sword Immortal did not need to gather his sword power at all.
When he arrives, it is his strongest sword power!
When a sword comes from the west, heaven and earth will move!
"Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi?"
"I still need a boy who can hold a sword. How about you come?"
A sword flew across the air and the sound was like thunder.
"Holding a sword?" Han Muye's figure appeared at the top of Yunlan City, and then he took a step forward, and his figure reappeared thousands of miles away.
"Let me see what kind of sword needs Han to hold."
"How about this sword-" the voice sounded, and the sword light fell!
A ray of sword light came from thousands of miles away and struck Han Muye head-on!
There is no charm in the sword, only pure and extreme murderous intent.
Han Muye had once sensed this kind of murderous intention in the memory of a long sword.
Bloody Battle Sect!
The overlord sect in the Immortal World of Rain Overwhelms all forces and is in charge of the Immortal Platform!
This is the first time that Han Muye has met a member of the Blood War Sect in the Rain-Reflecting Immortal Realm.
Although this Godless Sword Immortal Xia Jun did not come as a disciple of the Blood War Sect.
"Good sword."
Looking at the light of the sword that struck his head, Han Muye whispered softly, and the sword intent gathered in his body.
His Immortal Qi cultivation is not worth mentioning in front of a real Heavenly Immortal Realm Sword Immortal, but his swordsmanship allows him to not bow down in front of anyone.
Behind him, an illusory cave world emerged.
He chose to take action thousands of miles outside Yunlan City because this was the edge where he could borrow the power of the cave.
With the power of this refined cave, he had the courage to face a swordsman.