Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 912
Bang!

Under the strong urging of the sword intent, it was finally difficult for Yuxue to bear the majestic force beyond the limit, and with a clang, the sword body shattered.

The shattered sword body, together with the hilt in his hand, was struck horizontally by Yi Qixing with the blessing of sword intent, and the shattered sword body was further cracked, and shot out in all directions, tearing apart the vortex-like sword energy, The dust whisk infused with true energy followed closely behind!

However, although the move was beneficial, it was a failure on the spot.

The shattered sword blade was swung away by Qi Ye and scattered on the ground. Lin Chongyang stretched out his left hand and took the hilt into his palm, Yun Yuan protected the spirituality in it.

Fortunately, it was him, today's opponent would not be able to keep Zuoxue's spirituality if he were to be the opponent today. This person really doesn't take swords seriously, and he has a little sense of propriety when breaking other people's swords himself.

At least, the sword that was broken in Lin Chongyang's hands was all ordinary, and did not produce a strong enough spirituality.

Except for Mutian Jiuge, Yajiu, Ultimate Underworld Emperor, Zhanya, Lingxiaozhuyou and Qiye, this was the first time he had seen an existence like Yuxue.

Even the two swords of his friend Jian Banxian's Daitian Xingdao are worse.

Lin Chongyang did not dodge or dodge the flying dust imbued with sword intent, he flipped his wrist and blocked with his vertical sword, but saw the floating dust suddenly deflected, wrapped around the sword under the blessing of the sword intent, Yi Qixing wanted to disarm with this.

It's just that the strength of the two sides is very different after all. The moment the two touched each other, feeling the strength coming from them, Yi Qixing secretly thought that something was wrong.

Just as he was about to change his tactics again, Lin Chongyang had already launched a countermeasure.

Qi Ye withdrew to the outside and back, and the sword's edge cut off strands of hair on the whisk in the process. It was magnificent and powerful, and it was supremely domineering, making Peerless Jiansu's lower body a little unstable for a while.

Whether to strengthen the body or give up Fuchen, this is the choice he should make now, but Lin Chongyang obviously won't give him time to think.

Even if you add a reminder body, the strength will not be greater than the opponent, and you can't change the current situation. Once you choose to give up Fuchen, Qi Ye will lose restraint. Yi Qixing has no other choice.

At this time, I saw the hilt of Yuxue sword in his hand stretched out, and attacked the Tanzhong acupoint on Yi Qixing's chest.

"Huh? Presumptuous!"

The scene in front of him was weird and absurd, like the retribution of heaven.

As soon as the words fell, Yi Qixing made a decisive decision, and then urged the body to maintain the stability of its lower body, and cracks appeared on the whisk, as if it was about to repeat what Yuxue had just experienced.

At the same time, the right hand transformed the sword finger, cut it across, and pierced Lin Chongyang's wrist holding the hilt of the sword.

See you soon!

Pong!
The attacking route changed abruptly, the left arm sank suddenly, and the first blow of the Yuxue sword hit Yi Qixing's chest, restraining Qi Ye's whisk, and it broke directly under this domineering force.

The moment the two came into contact, Yi Qixing only felt his blood surging, and the opponent's strength was overwhelming, overwhelming.

Shocked, the fly whisk broke, and Yi Qixing flew upside down.

Even if Lin Chongyang kept his hands back, under this huge force, even if Yi Qixing used his body to relieve the force with soft strength, his figure would still be pushed back continuously, and his feet would plow two inches on the ground. Xu deep traces.

It wasn't until tens of feet away that he stabilized his body and completely dissipated the force of the blow.

However, Lin Chongyang didn't give him a chance to regroup his attack, he stepped forward and stepped forward, while he was stabilizing his figure, he saw light flashing, and the hilt of Yuxue's sword touched his throat when there was no time to move.

The winner is judged!

"This is what you owe it." Lin Chongyang said: "I often ask others, if the sword bearer is invincible, is it the strength of the sword or the strength of the person?

Today's defeat was not attributable to Yuxue. For a swordsman who cannot understand each other with swords, even if he holds a magic weapon, the outcome will still not change.

Bathing in the Xueling Mansion, cleaning the God's Mansion, protecting the way is the heart, and relying on morality is the concern.

This is the path that suits you, and you have seen part of my way of the sword in the battle just now, and I left the other part in the sea of ​​swords, and I will give you a chance to catch up with me.

When will you be able to understand the deep meaning of it, when will you be able to achieve mutual understanding with the sword, and when this sword seal will be untied by itself, then, you can come to me to discuss the sword. "

At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang set a sword seal on Yi Qixing's body, and it was not an excessive seal.

That is...

It's like sealing him with a sword.

Unless he can achieve a mutual understanding with the sword, otherwise, all spiritual swords will reject him in the future, it's as simple as that.

Who made him a sword killer.

After finishing speaking, Lin Chongyang took back the hilt of Yuxue's sword, and then threw Qiye back into the scabbard. Seeing Yi Qixing's meaning, from the moment the move was made, Lin Chongyang did not intend to use Yuxue's broken sword .

Otherwise, he would not have made the blow that made the situation worse, and further shattered the already broken sword body.

In fact, not only Yuxue, but Yi Qixing wasn't even ready to take the broken whisk. If he couldn't carry his strength, he wasn't worthy of him. This principle didn't change because of the victory or defeat of the battle.

Looking at Lin Chongyang who turned around, Yi Qixing said: "I lost today, and I will come to you in the future, please."

The opponent's kendo is as flawless as anyone else's, but he doesn't think that his kendo will lose to the opponent. He will learn from this experience to improve himself again, and fight this sword emperor again in the future.

After finishing speaking, Yi Qixing didn't stay any longer, and his figure turned into a rainbow light and disappeared into the sky.

During the whole process, he didn't look at Zuoxue again, let alone ask her a question.

After he left, the Qiyue who had returned to the sheath burst into light, and turned into a young man with no crown on his top, long pink hair hanging down naturally, a red sword mark between his brows, and a black outfit that fluttered in the breeze .

As soon as Qi Yefu appeared, he said concerned: "Master, how is the situation of Yuxue?"

Sword spirits are a special kind of life, especially those like him and Yajiu, who are even more special than ordinary sword spirits, and they are even more extraordinary after successfully reborn.

Because of the different casting techniques, Ya Jiu has reached that point. Although Qi Ye's spirituality has been reshaped, she still cannot break away from the original body of the sword.

However, the present is only a temporary situation.

In any case, in their eyes, Yuxue was not much different from his fellow clansmen, that's why Qi Ye was so concerned. Not to mention the psychic sword weapon, even the psychic artifact, there are very few in this world.

"The spirituality has been preserved, but the body of the sword has become scrap iron."

At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang began to move, pulling out all the spirituality scattered in the fragments of the sword body, and putting them into the Yuxue hilt.

The sword body that lost its spirituality turned into ashes and dissipated with the breeze.

Seeing this, Qi Ye heaved a sigh of relief, and then sighed softly: "It didn't cause sword grievances because of this. It really is the heart of a child. Now I feel that that person is not worthy of bathing snow."

During the confrontation, he could feel Zaxue's determination at that time, but it was a pity that it ended like this, which really made Jian sigh.

"What if one day you and I have to face a similar situation?"

(End of this chapter)