This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 662 Swords and Blades, Back Then Because
Under the clear blue sky, the bright moon shines.

Even with the cultivation of a Grandmaster, it was difficult to see the flying sword hidden in the bright moon; only streaks of sword light poured out like moonlight.

Ning Qingman has already flown into the 'bright moon'.

Her eyes shimmered with a blue light, like a deep pool reflecting the moon, unfathomable in their depths. Facing the flawless, crashing sword blade of the moon, her sword intent was not suppressed; instead, it became even more refined and soaring.

"Excellent swordsmanship!"

An unprecedented fighting spirit arose in Ning Qingman's eyes.

Even when fighting Lin Tianyi, she had never been as excited as she was now!
The relationship between "Sword Immortal" and "Sword Unraveling" is not a conflict of contradictions, but rather a struggle between two extreme states of spear and spear.

As the most powerful swordsman, Wu Hui Zhenjun did not adopt a defensive stance in front of Ning Qingman; every sword strike was a deadly move with no chance of return!
This is also the biggest difference between the 'magic sword' and the 'martial sword'.

As a swordsman, a martial artist like Ning Qingman always has to consider her own defense when drawing her sword.

Sword cultivators like Wu Hui Zhenjun can control flying swords remotely. Not only do they have more angles and ways to strike the sword than martial artists, but they also have no worries when striking the sword, allowing them to maximize their offensive capabilities!

Under the influence of the Dao principle [Sword Immortal], every move of Wu Hui Zhenjun's natal flying sword is the strongest sword based on his current realm and situation!
Moreover, as Wu Hui Zhenjun became more and more familiar with Ning Qingman's swordsmanship, the 'optimal solution' given by the Dao of the Sword Immortals posed an increasing threat to Ning Qingman.

The 'Circle of Sword Dao' of the True Lord Wuhui is gradually expanding and growing larger!
It wasn't that his combat power as a top expert had increased in such a short time, but rather that his combat power was growing stronger against Ning Qingman!

This is the characteristic of the "Sword Immortal" path: the stronger the opponent, the stronger they become.

Ning Qingman was not nervous at all; on the contrary, she became even more excited.

Thousands of fine, hair-like, and ethereal wisps of azure sword energy moved according to her will.

As soon as these sword energies appeared, they did not strike the core of the bright moon directly. Instead, as if they had a life of their own, they silently penetrated, entangled, and broke through the edges of the moon's massive sword aura, the gaps in its force field, and the boundary between light and darkness!
The simplest way to deal with an ever-expanding circle of swordsmanship is to forcibly break that circle before the opponent completely engulfs you.

Ning Qingman broke through to the next realm earlier than Wu Hui Zhenjun, and her cultivation was deeper and her power of the Dao was stronger. She could have chosen to overcome skill with force.

But she didn't do that; instead, she chose to decipher Wu Hui Zhenjun's swordsmanship from a more subtle level!
She was quite skilled in numerology and knew that there was no perfect 'circle' in the world.

Any circle, when magnified infinitely, is actually irregular.

Similarly, the way of the sword is boundless; how can it be perfect?
Today, Ning Qingman will use her [Sword Unraveling] to measure this 'perfect' circle!
Each wisp of azure sword energy was performing thousands of tiny "sword movements," like the most precise probes, constantly probing every ray of sword light in the bright moon, every component of power, every flow of intent, and every change in energy.

Wu Hui Zhenjun stood on the bright moon, his figure completely obscured by the moonlight.

His gaze was calm, as if he had already foreseen Ning Qingman's probing, which was multifaceted and pervasive.

He did not change his moves. The bright moon continued to press down with unstoppable force, and the flying swords repeatedly weaved through it, slashing and displaying the supreme killing power of a sword cultivator!
Inside the bright moon, the sword intent, sword energy, and sword momentum are undergoing microscopic adjustments that are invisible to the naked eye but extremely precise.

Every change in Ning Qingman's sword energy would generate a corresponding pulling force within the bright moon, either cleverly neutralizing it or colliding with it and annihilating each other.

At the most extreme microscopic level, the Dao of the Sword Immortal has kept pace with the changes in Sword Unraveling!

"Chi chi chi——"

Countless fine, soft sounds, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves, rang out in the air, and countless cyan sword energies dissipated in the bright moonlight.

As the moon continued to sink, the onlookers within a hundred miles of Yushan felt their souls swaying, as if the end of the world was about to arrive and the moon would sink to earth!

Unable to break through the sword circle of Wu Hui Zhenjun, Ning Qingman was pressed down by the bright moon and continued to descend.

This battle was not about life or death, so when Ning Qingman soared into the air and caught the Bright Moon Sword, she and True Monarch Wuhui already had a tacit understanding—

If the bright moon falls to the ground, then Ning Qingman will lose!
Ning Qingman suddenly clasped her hands together, and countless strands of sword energy converged in front of her like rivers flowing into the sea, instantly forming a simple and unadorned cyan giant sword phantom.

She swung her greatsword, clashing it against the bright moon!

boom--! ! !
A deafening roar, beyond description, shook the heavens and the earth. Azure light and moonlight intertwined, annihilated, and exploded wildly, generating shockwaves that rapidly spread outward in a ring, completely tearing apart the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

At the brightest point of the light, the tip of the azure greatsword was pressed firmly against the center of the bright moon, where a short flying sword was pointed at the tip of the sword.

The stalemate lasted only a moment.

At the center of the collision between the two sword tips, a blue lotus bloomed!
Ning Qingman's eyes were bright, and the corners of her mouth were turned up.

As the blue lotus bloomed, the blue giant sword instantly disintegrated, transforming once again into countless fine blue sword energies. These energies dispersed and entered the bright moon, constantly weaving and probing!
The True Lord Wu Hui reacted very quickly, and the circle of swordsmanship changed accordingly, making the Bright Moon Sword shine brightly.

However, as the blue lotus bloomed, it caused the sword light inside the bright moon to 'mutate' and 'fight internally'!
Although Wu Hui Zhenjun resolved the problem in an instant, his change of tactics was ultimately a step slower than Ning Qingman's.

The Dao principles of the Sword Immortal allowed him to know how to perfectly handle the situation, but—

There's a fine line between knowing and doing.

Om-!
The bright moon trembled violently, and for the first time, the pure white light flowing across its surface showed an unnatural fluctuation.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, although the ripples are quickly smoothed out by the stronger sword intent, the momentary stagnation is real and undeniable.

Perfection has been shattered!
Although it was only for a moment, although it was minuscule.

But for Ning Qingman, this moment was enough!

The power of [Sword Release] adhered to the sword energy, cutting through the bright moon with unstoppable force.

Boom!

A muffled thud came from inside the bright moon, and the downward pressure suddenly stopped. Although the surface was still bright and dazzling, a tiny hole had been torn in the perfect structural balance inside.

For the first time, a subtle ripple appeared on the usually calm and composed face of True Lord Wuhui, a ripple that seemed to be a mixture of surprise and admiration.

He remained calm and slightly raised his sword finger.

Instead of dissipating, the bright moonlight sword light suddenly contracted inward, compressing the immense sword energy and the primordial energy of heaven and earth to the extreme, condensing on that natal flying sword.

The once clear and bright moon instantly became incredibly blazing, like a sun about to explode!

Wu Hui Zhenjun, in a near-self-destructive manner, forcibly restrained and compressed the power that was about to spiral out of control, and then—

Transform it into the source of the next sword strike.

Perfection broken? Then let's take this "imperfection" as a starting point and evolve the next "perfection"!
"it is good--"

Ning Qingman couldn't help but exclaim in admiration once again.

The response of the True Lord Wu Hui was indeed perfect and impeccable.

The compressed power finally reached its critical point, and an indescribable beam of destructive light, mixed with shattered moonlight and rampaging sword intent, shot out with a roar, piercing straight into Ning Qingman!

Ning Qingman remained calm as she faced the pillar of destructive light and gently stepped forward.

This sword strike was not loud or aggressive, and compared to the sword move of Wu Hui Zhenjun, which seemed to be capable of destroying everything, it was insignificant.

However, as the sword light pierced into the pillar of destruction, the pillar of destruction collapsed like a punctured airbag, its immense energy capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, turning into billions of firefly-like specks of light that scattered in all directions, illuminating the sky in a dreamlike way.

There was deathly silence between heaven and earth.

Only shards of light drifted down slowly.

Ning Qingman, dressed in green, stood amidst the rain of light.

Above, the figure of Wu Hui Zhenjun was revealed.

He descended to a lower altitude, approached Ning Qingman, and bowed.
"As expected of the Sword Immortal of this era, I have lost this battle."

His response was fine; it was just that Ning Qingman seized the opportunity in the gap between imperfection and perfection.

For this sword immortal, that brief moment was enough to turn the tide of battle. So no matter how devastating the final sword strike was, it failed to harm Ning Qingman in the slightest.

"I have benefited greatly from this battle. Thank you, Master Wu Hui."

Ning Qingman returned the greeting with a smile, but her face showed an undeniable weariness.

Her last sword strike, though seemingly effortless, actually consumed a significant amount of Dao power.

Although she won the battle, it wasn't an easy one.

However, her head-to-head battle with the Dao of the Sword Immortal gave her a new understanding of Sword Unraveling and provided her with another opportunity to improve her swordsmanship!

Before Ming Qi and Li Fei appeared, Ning Qingman was the youngest Martial Saint in history, naturally blessed with good fortune.

Her progress after breaking through her cultivation level was already rapid, and after meeting Li Fei, she made further progress through several life-and-death trials.

Therefore, among the world's top experts, apart from Lin Tianyi, Ning Qingman is actually the one who has made the fastest progress!

Now, with this newfound understanding, she has truly elevated her swordsmanship to its pinnacle!

After exchanging a few words, the two turned and left.

In the air, only countless scattered fragments of sword intent drifted down like stardust, recording this earth-shattering, unprecedented sword duel.

The onlookers near Yushan remained silent for a long time, still reeling from the shock they had just witnessed.

"My goodness, is this what a top-tier expert is like?"

Inside the teahouse, Gong Chang was the first to react, exclaiming in surprise:

"Is this some kind of god?!"

This time, no one laughed or mocked, because everyone was shocked.

"The Pavilion Master saved Ning Qingman back then, which is why she became the Sword Immortal she is today."

Wenren Zheng asked, "How does the Pavilion Master intend to resolve this matter?"

Back when Ning Qingman broke through to sainthood, she was targeted by the evil Li Ming. If Wen Xuexian hadn't intervened to save her, she would have been used by Li Ming to 'repair her Dao' long ago, and she wouldn't be the peerless sword immortal she is today.

But Wen Xuexian cultivates the path of severing ties with the mortal world, so why would she take the initiative to get involved in karma?
The two were not related and had never met before, so Wen Xuexian had no reason to help.

Moreover, so many years have passed, and Ning Qingman has already become a Martial Saint, yet Wen Xuexian has never asked Ning Qingman for any help. Why did she save Ning Qingman back then?
This matter has always been a mystery.

Originally, Wenren Zheng didn't care about this matter. He didn't care if Wen Xuexian had any designs on Ning Qingman.

But it's different now.

Although Ning Qingman was unwilling to get involved with the imperial court, her repeated rescues of Li Fei effectively pulled the Great Blue Dynasty back from the brink of disaster!

Whether Ning Qingman cared or not, Wenren Zheng always held this affection in his heart.

"No wonder the Grand Marshal was kind enough to sit down and have some tea; it turns out he came here specifically for me."

Wen Xuexian smiled calmly.

Normally, with Ning Qingman by Li Fei's side, Wenrenzheng wouldn't need to worry about her safety.

But today, Li Fei is going to challenge Lin Tianyi.

So Wenren Zheng started keeping an eye on Wen Xuexian.

Shen Tu Yue, standing to the side, stiffened and inevitably became tense.

In a one-on-one fight, even Master would probably be no match for Wenren Zheng.

What's more, there are also two martial arts masters, Zuo Jun and Wang Chengze.

"Does Master really have some kind of scheme against that sword immortal?"

Shen Tu Yue couldn't help but think to herself.

Just then, Wen Xuexian suddenly stood up.

"Master?!"

Shen Tu Yue was startled and couldn't help but shout.

Wenren Zheng remained seated, calmly observing the Master of the Red Dust Pavilion.

He believed the other party wouldn't act irrationally.

Even if it is, it doesn't matter; it's just throwing a punch.

The master of the Red Dust Pavilion is the most mysterious among the top experts, and he has hardly ever made a move over the years.

Wenren Zheng also wanted to assess the other party's worth.

Wen Xuexian looked in the direction where Li Fei and Ning Qingman were, her soft voice like a misty drizzle, enveloping the surrounding area for miles:

"Wen Xuexian of Hongchen Pavilion wishes to seek guidance from the Duke of Jing'an. Would you be so kind as to grant her this opportunity?"

Wenren looked up at the other person with a surprised expression.

He didn't expect that Wen Xuexian wouldn't do anything to Ning Qingman, but instead challenged Li Fei?

On the other side, Ning Qingman had just returned to Li Fei's side and was smiling, about to speak, when she suddenly heard Wen Xuexian's voice and was startled:
"Sister Wen wants to challenge you?"

She has always been grateful to Wen Xuexian and has always wanted to repay her.

But over the years, the other party has never made any demands on her.

Li Fei glanced at Ning Qingman, then turned and said loudly:

"Please show yourself, senior."

If it were someone else, he probably wouldn't be interested in competing.

However, among all the top experts in the world, Li Fei is the only one whose true strength he has never witnessed.

He was also somewhat curious about Wen Xuexian's Dao principles.

In addition, because of Ning Qingman, he was also willing to give her a bit of goodwill.

Soon, Wen Xuexian, wearing a cloak, appeared ahead on the official road.

"I've met senior."

Li Fei took the initiative to bow.

"Greetings, Duke Jing'an."

Wen Xuexian returned the greeting.

When the two met last time in the Red Dust Pavilion, she was in a position of absolute superiority.

But now she has to look up to this young man.

"Why does senior wish to fight me?"

Li Fei asked directly.

Wen Xuexian: "The Duke should know that I abandoned swordsmanship to practice saber techniques before breaking through to sainthood."

Li Fei nodded.

Many people know this story. The Minghuang Sword that Shen Tu Yue is using now was once Wen Xuexian's sword.

She also became the only martial artist in history to change her main cultivation method and martial arts at the Grandmaster stage, and finally succeeded in reaching the top.

"By abandoning the sword and taking up the saber, I am relinquishing the cause and effect of the way of the sword."

Wen Xuexian's voice remained gentle and peaceful, but what she said next could only be heard by Li Fei and Ning Qingman:
"My karma ultimately fell on Qingman, which is why I saved her back then."

Ning Qingman's expression changed, finally resolving the doubts that had lingered in her heart for many years.

Li Fei looked at the other person:

"I think that even though the senior saved her, this karmic debt wasn't completely resolved, was it?"

Wen Xuexian spoke frankly:

“That’s right. My path is to ‘sever the mortal world.’ If I want to advance further on the Great Dao, I must sever all cause and effect.”

Hearing this, Ning Qingman pursed her lips.

Li Fei stepped forward:
"How does Senior intend to sever this karmic connection?"

Wen Xuexian's tone became indifferent and aloof as she spoke, word by word:

"When she reaches the pinnacle of swordsmanship, I will slay her with my sword!"

Ning Qingman's face turned pale.

Li Fei's expression remained blank: "A life-or-death struggle?"

Wen Xuexian: "Life and death can be considered a way to end the cause and effect, or I can also end this cause and effect by causing her realm to fall and her Great Dao to be severed."

Ning Qingman closed her eyes and clenched her fists tightly.

If she hadn't met Li Fei, Wen Xuexian wouldn't have refused to end her karma in this way.

This life was saved by the other party back then; at worst, I can just return it to them.

Just as her heart sank into icy water, Li Fei's voice rang in her ears.

It also resounded throughout the land:
"If Ning Qingman is to die, I will have to die first—"

Ning Qingman suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the figure blocking her way:

"Li Fei, no matter what, Senior Wen saved me back then. This is a matter between Senior Wen and me. Let me handle it."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Fei raised his hand to stop her:

"Since Senior Wen has stepped forward to challenge me, I think she already has other solutions."

Ning Qingman was taken aback.

Wen Xuexian seemed to have anticipated Li Fei's reaction:
“Indeed, you also cultivate the way of the sword, and you have a deep karmic connection with her, and your swordsmanship is also connected to hers. You are indeed the most suitable person in the world, and the only one who can replace her.”

The image of himself and Ning Qingman becoming one with the sword flashed through Li Fei's mind:

How to replace it?

“You take three of my blows for her.”

"Easy to say."

"You cannot use the principles of the Dao to negate my principles of the Dao, otherwise this matter is useless."

"can."

"Li Fei!"

Ning Qingman couldn't help but shout, trying to stop them.

Li Fei turned to look at her, a smile on his face, and said softly:
"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Having said that, he turned and stepped forward, his voice booming like thunder:
"I accept this cause and effect!"

(End of this chapter)