Everyone present was a little surprised that Wang Xuanlang's seemingly ordinary sword could actually hurt Wang Jianqing.
Because if you didn't face Wang Jianqing's Winter Sword in person, it would be difficult to feel the existence of the snow barrier, so in their eyes, they only saw Wang Xuanlang's flying sword piercing Wang Jianqing, and the latter
There was no resistance.
Wang Jianqing didn't pay attention to the blood dripping on his chest, but for the first time there was something incredible in his eyes when he looked at Wang Xuanlang.
However, he didn't find it unbelievable that Wang Xuanlang was able to break his Winter Sword. It was just that he felt that the method of breaking that move was too easy, which made him feel a little unbelievable.
"Space? Amazing!"
There was some doubt in Wang Jianqing's tone of voice, but it was clear from his look that he was sure that what he said was the truth.
In addition, his evaluation of Wang Xuanlang also improved from the initial "good" to "excellent".
Opposite Wang Jianqing, Wang Xuanlang, who was holding the Bronze Bird Sword in his hand, also broke away from the sad memories before and calmed down his emotions, but his eyes still looked a little red.
Looking at Wang Xuanlang who was still a little depressed, Wang Jianqing reached out his hand to stop the bleeding and said to him.
"Wang Xuanlang, I really didn't expect you to reach this point. If you were given another five years, you might not be able to reach the state I am in now."
After hearing Wang Jianqing's voice, Wang Xuanlang completely came back to his senses.
"There are many things you didn't expect, and this is just one of them!"
Regardless of whether what Wang Xuanlang said was true or false, Wang Jianqing nodded in agreement, and then talked about another thing.
"Wang Xuanlang, now that you have asked about the sword, you have already asked about it. This fight can be regarded as an explanation for your Xinjian lineage. Let's stop here! If the fight continues, it will really mean the difference between life and death."
Hearing that Wang Jianqing wanted to stop, Wang Xuanlang did not retract the action of holding the sword. It seemed that he had no intention of giving up. Looking at Wang Jianqing, he smiled slightly.
"If I only had a few tricks and even if I had an explanation, then why would I come all the way to Southern Tang? Wang Jianqing, you said that over the years, although you feel guilty about killing my Xinjian lineage, you never
I don’t regret it, but in fact, in my opinion, you don’t even need to feel guilty, because I never thought you did anything wrong, Wang Jianqing, you should know what explanation I want!"
Wang Jianqing's eyebrows knitted together. For the first time, he felt that this descendant of the Heart Sword lineage named Wang Xuanlang was so stubborn that it even put him in a bit of trouble.
Wang Xuanlang, who was opposite him, seemed to have noticed his embarrassment and said softly.
"Wang Jianqing, as a swordsman, I draw my sword when I draw it. When did you become like a bitch?"
Wang Jianqing put the Luochen Sword back behind him and seemed to have made up his mind not to take action again.
"Since I entered the first level, I have rebuilt the Spring Sword when I transformed into the Mortal Realm, condensed the Summer Sword when I ascended to the Stage Realm, the Autumn Sword in the Knocking Heaven Gate Realm, and the Winter Sword in the Immortal Realm after feathering, and so on. Now I have taken half a step above the First Rank.
I once again created a sword technique of my own called reincarnation, but I am not yet proficient in this sword technique. If I use it rashly, it will be a life-and-death situation. Wang Xuanlang, have you seriously thought about it?
"
After hearing this, Wang Xuanlang glanced at his bronze bird, then looked at Wang Jianqing and said confidently.
"Do you think you are the only one who has the half-immortal sword?"
Hearing the conversation between the two, the eyes of everyone watching the battle were filled with confusion. Aren't these two powerful men from Yuluocheng Immortal Realm, but why do they both claim that their strongest sword is only the half-immortal sword?
The oldest and most senior mountain ghost among the people frowned and thought for a while before slowly speaking.
"I remember that there were records about this matter in ancient books. In fact, a long, long time ago, the fourth level of the first rank was not called Yuluo Chengxian at all. As for what it was called, there is no record in the ancient books. The book only said that in the ancients
In their eyes, only those who have transcended the first level can be regarded as true immortals, but in later generations, people felt that it was too difficult to transcend the first level, so they gave the fourth level of the first level the title of an immortal to comfort themselves."
The mountain ghost paused for a moment when he said this, and then continued after clarifying his thoughts.
"If the realms of the two of them were not clear before, then it has become a fact that Wang Jianqing has taken half a step above the first level, so Wang Xuanlang is right to call his sword move a half-immortal sword! But the realm is still clear.
How dare Wang Xuanlang, who has become a fairy, have the courage to say that he also has a half-immortal sword?"
After hearing the mountain ghost's explanation, everyone suddenly realized, and then
Then they turned their attention to Wang Xuanlang and Wang Jianqing. They also wanted to see how powerful the so-called half-immortal sword was!
"Do you really have a half-immortal sword?"
Wang Jianqing's eyes showed a strong fighting spirit, because he was the first person in the world to take that half-step first, so until now he has no opponent who can test his sword technique.
But now he suddenly heard that someone who was a sword cultivator like him also had a half-immortal sword, how could he not be happy?
"Whether it is, you will know after you try it!"
Wang Jianqing originally didn't believe Wang Xuanlang, because he could see that Wang Xuanlang's realm was still in the Yuluocheng Fairyland, but seeing the affirmation in Wang Xuanlang's eyes, he hesitated for a while and then solemnly pulled out the Luochen Sword from his back.
If before, he only regarded the sword duel with Wang Xuanlang as a sign of guilt for the Xinjian lineage, then now, he has regarded Wang Xuanlang as his real opponent.
"Wang Xuanlang, this sword... reincarnation!"
"break!"
The auras of the two of them were all restrained at this moment, reaching a state of returning to their original nature. There was no longer the explosive aura of the shocking collision just now, and they were just fighting each other with swords!
But as the distance between the two people continued to close, Wang Jianqing noticed something was wrong, because he did not feel the slightest sense of crisis from Wang Xuanlang's sword. This was by no means the power that a half-immortal sword should have.
Regarding this situation, Wang Jianqing quickly realized what was going on. He, Wang Xuanlang, didn't have any semi-immortal sword at all. What he had was just an idea at most!
If his reincarnation has already taken shape, then Wang Xuanlang's sword should still remain in his mind and be constantly deduced.
"Wang Xuanlang! Sheath your sword, or you will die!"
After thinking about everything, Wang Jianqing asked Wang Xuanlang to sheath his sword, and at the same time, he also tried his best to take back the reincarnation sword that had been thrust out.
Seeing Wang Jianqing trying to take back his sword, Wang Xuanlang's speed not only did not slow down, but actually increased a little faster.
"Wang Jianqing, I know what you mean, but after this sword is struck, we have no chance to look back! Instead of being coy and unhappy, it is better to fully release the power of your sword. In this way, you and I will both
There will be no regrets!”
After seeing Wang Xuanlang's reaction, Wang Jianqing hesitated for a moment and then let go of the burden in his heart.
Since Wang Xuanlang didn't want to leave any regrets, it would be better to let him do it, so he finally stopped taking back the Luochen Sword in his hand and handed it out generously.
"Wang Xuanlang, as you wish!"
"Master!"
"You idiot!"
Seeing Wang Xuanlang's sword with the determination to die, Ergou and Mo Ruyue shouted hoarsely, and Ergou burst into tears immediately.
Even though he had guessed this result in the conversation with his master a few days ago, but now, when everything really needs to be faced by him, he still can't accept it in his heart!
Different from the grief of the two of them, Wang Xuanlang was extremely happy at this moment, as if the depression in his chest that had been buried for fifty years was exhaled in one breath.
"Er Gou, this is the sword I have prepared for my master for twenty years. Take a look! The grace of this sword!"
Wang Xuanlang's figure rushed towards Wang Jianqing at high speed, but when he was still twenty feet away from Wang Jianqing, his figure suddenly stagnated, as if he had been hindered by something. However, after encountering the obstacle, Wang Xuanlang was pleasantly surprised
laughed!
"Hahaha! Based on the four sword techniques of spring, summer, autumn and winter, an independent time domain is formed within the twenty-foot range. Every time one foot is entered, one year passes, and only one more sword technique is needed on top of this.
If we take a step further, the secret of time will be complete, and it will be easy to obtain something above the first level. What a wonderful idea, and what a sword to reincarnate!"
Wang Xuanlang's figure accelerated again after encountering the initial stagnation. The time domain formed by Wang Jianqing is that the closer you get, the faster you die, so the resistance in the time domain is not big, so naturally it cannot stop it.
Live in Wang Xuanlang's sprint.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Xuanlang came to a place only ten feet away from Wang Jianqing. His face looked much older. After all, the distance of ten feet represented ten years.
But even so, Wang Xuanlang's speed did not slow down at all.
Nine feet, eight feet...four feet, three feet.
As the distance continued to get closer, Wang Xuanlang was already shaped like a dead tree. When the distance was only two feet away, Wang Jianqing, who used the reincarnation sword move, could already see his sunken and hollow eyes.
And just when Wang Jianqing thought everything was going to be over
At that moment, a sudden change occurred, and when there was only the last ten feet away, Wang Xuanlang's bronze bird suddenly disappeared.
When it reappeared in less than a breath, it stabbed directly into the injured area of Wang Jianqing's chest. After the sword penetrated three inches, Wang Xuanlang stopped helplessly.
At this time, a strange scene appeared between Wang Xuanlang and Wang Jianqing. Wang Jianqing's sword did not hurt Wang Xuanlang but made twenty years of his life pass.
And the tip of Wang Xuanlang's sword pierced Wang Jianqing's chest. The hilt of the sword was held in his hand, but the sword body disappeared, as if it had entered another dimension!
"Old ghost, I understand! It turns out that to be above the first rank is to walk out of your own way. Wang Jianqing's way is time, Wang Xuanlang's way is space. Having these two sons in the Wang family is enough to make them famous throughout the ages!"
Shangui knows a lot more than others, so he immediately came to his own understanding after seeing the two people's moves.
And Wang Xuanlang in the field also fulfilled his wish. When his life was about to come to an end, he finally took the most crucial half-step!
In fact, when the last sword penetrated Wang Jianqing's body, he still had the strength to move the sword forward an inch or two, but he gave up, because the consequence would be that the unsuspecting Wang Jianqing would also die!
"What's the name of this sword?"
With the Bronze Bird Sword stuck in his chest, Wang Jianqing looked directly into Wang Xuanlang's eyes.
Wang Xuanlang was also drained of all his energy and spirit by his own last sword and Wang Jianqing's reincarnation. He had no strength at this time, but he still managed to move the corner of his mouth, as if he was smiling.
"This sword... escapes the sky!"
"Escape into the void and arrive silently, what a name!"
Hearing Wang Jianqing's praise, the corner of Wang Xuanlang's mouth twitched again.
"Wang...Wang Jianqing, if you thought that what I said about letting go of hatred was just a joke before, then you should understand now!"
Wang Xuanlang released his hand holding the Bronze Bird Sword and put it on Wang Jianqing's shoulder, as if this would make him feel better, and then he squeezed out some extremely weak sounds from his hoarse throat.
"Actually...actually, I have been very tired from living these years, and the grievances from fifty years ago have made me breathless. However, I really...really just want to seek justice from you...that's all!"
After finishing speaking, Wang Xuanlang's hand on Wang Jianqing's shoulder slipped weakly, and he slowly closed his eyes. Just when he was about to fall from the air, Wang Jianqing reached out and hugged him.
Seeing that Wang Xuanlang had grown too old to be human, Wang Jianqing felt regret for the first time in his heart about killing the Xinjian lineage when he was young.
"sorry!"
Finally, this peerless genius swordsman, who had held his head high for half his life, lowered his head at this moment!
When he landed on the coast with Wang Xuanlang in his arms, the first one to rush up was not Jiang Ergou, but the ghost-hand doctor who had been silent all the way, and the second one was Jiang Ergou.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Give him to me!"
Ignoring Wang Jianqing's force, the Ghost Hand Doctor directly pushed him away, but the latter did not feel disgusted.
"You have a solution!"
"I have an idea! Damn it, I promised this old guy to hang on to his life, but now... who the hell knows that you are cultivating the path of time!"
As he spoke, the ghost-hand doctor shed tears, and he slapped his head in annoyance. The medical skills he had always been proud of could not help at this moment.
"I have been refining the life-extending pill for two years. I thought it could extend your life for three years. Then I slowly thought of a way, but... But, I was also stupid. We didn't expect that bastard Wang Jianqing.
What about those who practice time?"
The Ghost Hand Doctor was scolding Wang Jianqing and himself. He had been lonely and helpless in his life. He only had one friend, Wang Xuanlang, and one disciple, Xu San. And now that his only friend died in front of his own eyes, he naturally felt like this.
Knife twist!
When he had beaten himself enough and scolded Wang Jianqing enough, he carefully took out the precious pill that could add three years to the life of a dead person from his arms and fed it into Wang Xuanlang's mouth.
Ergou was already filled with deathly silence and fell down next to his master, but after hearing Guishou's words, he regained a little hope.
"Then... Grandpa Guishou, my master, how long can he live?"
Ergou thought the answer would be a year and a half, but Guishou shook his head and said with a dull look.