Xianye

Chapter 543 Sword Qi and Armor Light
To the assembled powerful cultivators outside, Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia appeared to be facing each other from a distance, yet neither moved an inch.

However, the attacks from both sides were already launched silently, and were even more intense than the overt clashes of sword energy.

The Six Realms of Swordsmanship – Sword Heart Clarity!

This state of being is the true nature in its proper place, and all transformations return to their origin.

A sword heart is said to be as vast as the heavens and earth, yet as small as a grain of millet. The sword heart is in harmony with magical power, reflecting the primordial spirit, and also forms its own gate, transcending the mortal body.

Even if a sword cultivator who has attained the sixth realm deliberately conceals all his magical power and does not use his own cultivation level, he can still release sword energy and sword momentum with the opening of his eyes and the exhalation of his breath, killing people with ease and defeating generals and breaking through armies.

As for things like transforming into rainbows and flying away, or entering and exiting the azure sky, these are just ordinary little things, which can be said to be done casually.

The sixth realm of swordsmanship has already faintly touched the threshold of the seventh realm of swordsmanship, "the unity of inner and outer," and his swordsmanship skills are even more profound and unpredictable.

At this moment, Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia both released their sword intent without reservation.

Although there was no scene of darkness or loss of light, the chilling murderous intent was like a cold spring poured on the ground, penetrating everywhere and making people tremble with fear!
In a battle of such pure and extreme sword intent, a slight misstep could easily result in bloodstains, broken arms, or severed limbs.

If one's soul is damaged, allowing the opponent's sword intent to penetrate and injure one's primordial spirit, that would be a truly serious matter, and one would have to pay a heavy price to make amends in the future.

Therefore, when sword cultivators engage in combat, unless they are absolutely certain that they can overwhelm their opponent, they generally will not easily unleash all their sword intent, and will often leave some defensive methods for their physical body and soul.

However, it is indeed rare to see someone like Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia launch an attack solely based on the precious garments on their bodies.

At this moment, sparks occasionally appeared and disappeared in the void, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

The sounds, like the snapping of a bowstring, rose and fell in quick succession. Though extremely brief and fleeting, the sound still sent chills down one's spine and made one feel nauseous.

The sparks in the sky flashed faster and faster, almost merging into one, like thousands of iron flowers swirling and disappearing, dazzling the eyes.

Outside the Imperial Map of the State, Shen Xingcui and Lu Tingyun exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of solemnity in each other's eyes.

Shen Xingcui fought Chen Heng and then fought several battles with Dan Yuan Zhenren such as Liu Jianwu before finally being driven out by Li Yuwei of Beijiyuan.

Lu Tingyun first fought with Changsun Kuang, then fought with He Lizi, before being personally sent away by his fellow clansman Zhou Fujia.

Both of them possessed remarkable skills. Even among the forty-two Dan Yuan True Persons, they were not among the bottom few. Moreover, as fellow disciples of the Middle Class B, they had both experienced Zhou Fujia's abilities firsthand and knew how formidable he was.

But regarding the strength that Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia have displayed this time...

Even though they had expected it, Lu and Shen were still taken aback.

If they were in each other's shoes, they would probably be sweating profusely right now.

Unlike Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia, who remained calm and composed, judging from the momentum in the arena, these two clearly still had a lot of strength left to spare and were gradually pushing forward, testing the limits of their opponent.

"Before coming to Yingjichuan, Patriarch Yantong gave us a special sermon. He mentioned that there was a powerful force beyond the heavens, which seemed to be..."

Shen Xingcui spoke in a deep voice, but after thinking carefully, he still couldn't recall the name of that powerful force.

He knew this was due to a Daoist restriction, so he didn't waste any more time and simply said:
"Within that powerful force, there is a treasure called 'Sword Canopy Huazang'."

Master Yantong once said that with Senior Brother Zhou's talent in comprehending that sword technique, he should be someone who could potentially touch the 'Sword Canopy Splendor'. Looking at it today, it seems that True Man Chen is the same?"

Shen Xingcui remembered that when his ancestor Yantong mentioned that force and the Sword Banner Huazang, his voice suddenly sounded somewhat sentimental.

At that time, Shen Xingcui also deeply remembered the name Jian Zhuang Huazang.

Lu Tingyun ignored Shen Xingcui's words and waited for a long time before finally sighing:
"I don't care what this so-called Sword Banner Huazang is all about..."

I'm just curious, for this Dan Yuan Assembly, which half of the sword manual did Senior Brother Zhou comprehend on his own, and which sword technique did he derive that earned him so much praise from the Ancestral Master?

Upon hearing this question, Shen Xingcui was taken aback and frowned in thought.

Zhou Fujia was so obsessed with the half-section of the sword manual he obtained from beyond the heavens that he even neglected his own proper cultivation. This was no secret among the major sects of Donghun Prefecture, and even among the entire Eight Sects and Six Clans.

But on the eve of the Dan Yuan Conference, Zhou Fujia actually succeeded in one fell swoop, and he truly comprehended the mystery.

This was something that even the most skilled players in the second division of the Chinese martial arts world had not anticipated, let alone others...

"There's no point in thinking too much. Senior Brother Zhou will definitely go all out against this Master Chen. We'll see him soon enough. But then again..."

After a moment of contemplation, Shen Xingcui asked:

"You said you were defeated by Senior Brother Zhou, so did Senior Brother Zhou use his swordsmanship against you?"

Lu Tingyun shook his head: "No, did Master Chen use his swordsmanship on you?"

"Not yet."

The two exchanged another glance, then gave an awkward smile and tacitly moved on from the topic.

"The strongest swordsman of the younger generation in the vast land of China... I wonder who will win if these two fight today?"

Shen Xingcui looked at the painting, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and thought to himself.

Right now, Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia are locked in a fierce battle.

A chilling, disorienting light danced wildly, flashing hundreds or thousands of times in the blink of an eye, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

A strange tearing sound echoed throughout the sky, as if the void was being forcibly torn apart piece by piece, like a piece of cloth!

Centered on the place where Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia stood, a large circle was formed by extending thirty miles outwards.

Within this area, whether it be high mountains and rocky peaks or flowing springs and valleys, everything seemed to have been cleaved thousands of times by invisible sword energy, leaving it fragmented.

The once beautiful scenery is now an eyesore, with dust and sand flying everywhere!
Apart from the hilltop beneath these two, there was no other intact place in the entire circle, not to mention any birds or beasts.

It seemed to be stimulated by the continuous sound of tearing silk.

In the distance, with a ripple of silver waves, a blue-faced, fanged water ape, as large as a mountain, also appeared.

The giant beast simply straightened its back and shook the water droplets off its fur, making it look as if a light rain had fallen on the spot.

Immediately, its fierce eyes widened, it let out a loud roar, and suddenly leaped towards Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia!

"Water-Dividing Ape?"

Some cultivators recognized the origin of the ferocious beast, and their eyes lit up.

These water-dividing apes are a unique species. Legend has it that the true blood of the evil gods and monsters flows in their veins, making them incredibly strong, with muscles and bones of iron, and the ability to stir up waves, making them very difficult to deal with.

Judging from its enormous size, this Water-Dividing Ape is probably comparable to a Golden Core cultivator.

Furthermore, the Fenshui Ape clan inherited the incomplete ancestral techniques of the gods and monsters from their bloodline, allowing them to continuously temper their bodies and increase their qi and blood by consuming divine treasures and immortal iron from heaven and earth.

In this way, even an ordinary Golden Core cultivator would find it difficult to defeat it easily, and would have to invite a few friends to help in order to eliminate it!

However, as its body entered the circle, the light in the giant beast's eyes faded.

Without any warning, its head suddenly fell smoothly off its neck, and in the blink of an eye, its body exploded into a cloud of blood mist!
Its bones, harder than precious iron and suitable for forging powerful weapons, were completely shattered. Before they even touched the ground, they turned to ashes and scattered away, leaving not a trace…

Regardless of what others thought, Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia never glanced at the water-dividing ape.

After a while, the intensity of the sword intent in the arena had reached a point where it could not be advanced any further.

At that moment, Chen Heng finally moved his feet, and Zhou Fujia also flashed away almost simultaneously.

The next moment, a bright light appeared, then disappeared, like a lamp being blown out by the wind, inconspicuous.

But what followed was a series of deafening explosions. Waves of earth, carrying with them towering mountains and rivers, surged and crashed in all directions, turbulent and fierce!

Such a scene sent chills down the spines of even some of the cultivators watching from the outside, filling them with awe and reverence!
At this moment, in a magnificent starship, thirty to fifty people stood at the bow, surrounding the man and woman in the center like stars surrounding the moon.

The man's eyes flickered, and he smiled wryly at his companion beside him:

"Before sending us out of the gate of heaven and earth, my third great-uncle wanted us to discuss swordsmanship with Chen and Zhou, these sword cultivators from Xudu, so that the name of my Yuanzai Huan family's Tai'a Sword Classic could once again spread throughout the nine provinces and four seas."

But now it seems...

The man sighed:

"Should we not make a fool of ourselves?"

The female cultivator pondered for a moment, then nodded, offering no objection.

This level of sword intent was truly beyond the expectations of these two members of the Huan family.

Even though Chen and Zhou hadn't yet used their swordsmanship to fight, as fellow swordsmen, they were already aware of the situation.

"These two have such spirit. It's a pity that after defeating Tansu of Dasui Temple a few years ago, Monk Yunjie went into seclusion to meditate. Otherwise, given his temperament, he would surely be delighted this time."

A strange light flickered in the female cultivator's beautiful eyes. She secretly pressed her hand on the sword hilt and sighed inwardly.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Zhou Fujia did not rush to make a move. Instead, he turned around and looked thoughtfully.

Ever since he confronted Chen Heng, he had felt a strange unease, as if someone was watching him in the dark, but he couldn't easily figure out where that strange feeling came from.

In Zhou Fujia's mind, Chen Heng must have felt the same way, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to use his sword escape technique with him and arrive here in one breath.

However, the strange feeling in his heart had dissipated much of its earlier, shortly after the sword intent clash began, and now it had completely disappeared.

After some thought, Zhou Fujia vaguely came to an answer and had a clear idea in his mind.

"Yu Huangshang... Lü Rong?"

After giving a slight nod, Zhou Fujia casually ripped open the murky dust in front of him with a sword, clearing away the gloom and dust that had enveloped the world.

"China League Two, Zhou Fujia."

He bowed deeply and spoke solemnly.

"Yu Chen, Chen Heng."

Chen Heng returned the greeting.

After exchanging greetings, the two did not speak much.

In an instant, two incomparably sharp sword lights tore through the clouds and, with the force of collapsing mountains and splitting seas, fiercely attacked one place!
……

……

Looking up, one could see that the sky was completely filled with red and gold colors, and apart from that, there seemed to be no other colors.

A murderous aura pierced through the layers of the sky, causing chaos in the heavens and a sudden surge of wind and thunder!

Engaging with a powerful swordsman is often the most dangerous and troublesome situation, a consensus that is almost universally acknowledged throughout the universe.

This group not only relies on their superior sword-fighting skills, allowing them to move freely and advance or retreat at will, but even if they miss their first strike, they can still use hit-and-run tactics to find opportunities to fight.

Sword cultivators who can wield magic pose an even greater threat and should not be underestimated!

Right now, the two most powerful sword cultivators of the younger generation in Xudu are locked in fierce combat, and the scene is incredibly intense.

The sword light released by Zhou Fujia was like the golden sun, dazzling and possessing a domineering and fierce aura.

Chen Heng's sword light resembled a raging sea of ​​blood, fierce and terrifying, yet it exuded an utterly indifferent killing intent that seemed intent on annihilating everything!
Its light was brilliant, like the sun traversing the sky; its movements, stillness, fullness, and emptiness were all indistinct and elusive.

The two flying swords instantly split into thousands, like two vast tides of different colors clashing against the sky. The dense array of swords, even the few remaining wisps of their power, easily pierced through the aura of the clouds like tattered cloth.

In a moment, they revealed their true forms again, like two rainbows intertwined, constantly crackling and popping, their light and flames flickering, dazzling to the eye.

This kind of swordplay, with its separation and reunion, is unconventional and breaks free from conventional rules.

If one's skills are slightly lacking and one fails to react in time, one may very well lose one's life tragically under such a rapidly changing offensive.

After fighting for about two hours, Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia both tacitly chose to control the sword light to thirty-six.

Such a number of sword lights are not only powerful in killing, without diminishing their power, but also easy to control and manage.

The two figures flickered back and forth amidst the sword light, sometimes real, sometimes illusory, appearing in front and suddenly behind, making them impossible to predict.

For someone like Chen Heng and Zhou Fujia to abandon all defensive measures and fight solely with swordsmanship is truly extremely dangerous.

Under the focused gaze of all the cultivators, after a while, the magical robes covering the two people lost their spiritual light, and their bodies were covered with dozens of sword wounds of varying depths.

Knowing that Chen Heng possessed the Tai Su Jade Body, she realized that even though their swordsmanship was nearly equal, she feared she would be unable to continue due to her physical limitations.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Fujia's lips finally moved slightly, and a golden goose-fish lamp appeared behind his head, emitting a rain of fire and golden stars to force back the attack in front of him. Then, he hurriedly made a hand seal with his five fingers.

However, battles between sword cultivators often end in an instant.

Zhou Fujia's move also gave Chen Heng an opportunity.

Thirty-six beams of Avici sword light seized the opportunity to cleave through the obstacles in front of them, shooting up and down, intertwining across the sky.

The intense crimson light shot straight up to Zhou Fujia's eyebrows, and in an instant it reached him, flashing like lightning before striking down in unison!
A high-pitched sword cry suddenly pierced the azure sky, shattering all the clouds and leaving only a raging crimson light!

At this moment, Zhou Fujia had just finished forming the incantation.

The powerful blow landed squarely on his body, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, making no sound whatsoever, leaving him completely unharmed...

"Sword energy and armor light."

A light shone in Zhou Fujia's eyes, and he said:
"Master Chen, this is a sword strike I specially prepared for the Dan Yuan Assembly!"

(End of this chapter)