This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 688 Sword Ancestor
The vast desert, Chicheng.

This place was once called Crimson God City, the capital of the Crimson Desert Kingdom.

After the Great Blue Dynasty completely conquered the desert, the two great desert kingdoms ceased to exist, and the Crimson God City was renamed Crimson City.

Inside the city, at the Yuwen residence.

This mansion was once the heart of the area, and the Yuwen family's influence once extended throughout the entire Red Desert.

But eight years have passed, and the Red Desert has been completely reshuffled.

The Crimson Desert is now entirely under the control of the Great Blue Dynasty. If the Yuwen family didn't still have an ancestor with the cultivation of a Grandmaster, they would have been overthrown long ago.

Inside the mansion, Yuwen Chengxuan sat in the courtyard admiring the flowers.

Over the past few years, this patriarch of the Yuwen family has never left his residence. His daily routine consists of drinking tea, admiring flowers, and doing nothing.

Many people say that ever since this ancestor killed his great-grandson, he has completely lost his spirit, and the tiger has grown old.

"Senior, long time no see."

A voice suddenly rang out in the courtyard.

Yuwen Chengxuan, who was lying on the chair, was not surprised at all and turned his head to look.

A person completely shrouded in a black robe suddenly appeared in a corner of the courtyard.

Yuwen Chengxuan looked at the other person quietly without saying a word.

"senior."

The man in black robes stepped forward. "The time has come!"

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Chengxuan twitched the corner of his mouth.

Eight years ago, in this very courtyard, he said to the man in black:
"When the time is right, we can cooperate."

But he waited here for eight years and saw no opportunity, only an increasingly powerful empire!
The man in black robes said, "The western expeditionary army has encountered trouble; now is the time to make our move!"

"Oh?"

Yuwen Chengxuan sneered, "What kind of trouble?"

The western expeditionary army consisted of two imperial guards, led by Li Fei and Wenren Zheng. It's possible that the sword immortal also went along.

Even if the Western Continent had the ability to turn Wang Chengze against them, it wouldn't affect the overall situation at all.

Moreover, Yuwen Chengxuan did not believe that Wang Chengze would be that stupid.

"The Western Expeditionary Army will not return. Li Fei and Wenren Zheng will both die on the Western Continent!"

The man in black robes uttered something startling.

"Hahahahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Chengxuan burst into laughter, looking at the other person with a mocking expression, "Do you know what you're saying?"

The man in black robes said, "Over the years, the Great Blue Dynasty has been slowly boiling the Yuwen family. Could you not see that, senior? Do you still harbor any illusions that the Great Blue Dynasty will eventually let the Yuwen family go?"
The opportunity is right in front of us. If we wait until the Great Blue Dynasty receives the news and takes action to eliminate the internal threat first, it will be too late!

Yuwen Chengxuan said expressionlessly, "You think you can persuade the Yuwen family to fight this battle with just your words?"

The man in black robes said, "At least we can make preparations first, and then take action immediately once the news is confirmed!"

Yuwen Chengxuan stood up and stared at the man in black robes:
"Or perhaps, I will capture you and hand you over to the imperial court, in exchange for the survival of my Yuwen family!"

Before the words were finished, the roar of raging waves echoed through the courtyard.

The surging primordial energy of heaven and earth, like an invisible mountain, pressed down on the man in black robes.

Yuwen Chengxuan unleashed his martial arts domain in the courtyard, completely suppressing the black-robed man's supernatural powers and subduing him in one move!

The black outer robe was completely torn apart by the force, revealing the face of the newcomer.

She had brown curly hair, fair skin, and azure blue eyes.

They are undoubtedly from the Western Continent.

Tell me where you come from.

Yuwen Chengxuan stared at the other person with icy coldness.

Despite the overwhelming force, the newcomer remained calm.
“Tull Leonard”.

"A member of the royal family of the Kingdom of Denis?"

Yuwen Chengxuan also had a good understanding of the Western Continent.

Tour: "Yes, I am a member of the great Leonard family."

Yuwen Chengxuan smiled: "Very good, this makes you even more valuable."

Tull: "Why deceive yourself, senior?"

Yuwen Chengxuan: "You think I won't hand you over?"

Tu'er: "If I'm handed over to the Great Blue Dynasty, can the Yuwen family really be saved? And are you willing to just bow down and admit defeat like this, senior?"

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Yuwen Chengxuan remained silent.

Over the past eight years, he has often thought of Yuwen Qiuchuan.

This is a child he watched grow up and raised with his own hands.

The other party had shown extraordinary martial arts talent since childhood, which gave Yuwen Chengxuan many surprises.

He had always groomed the other party as the family heir, and Yuwen Qiuchuan did not disappoint him, eventually becoming a Grandmaster and undisputedly taking over the position of family head.

He still remembers the relieved look on the other person's face when he killed them with his own hands.

There was no hatred in those eyes that I'd known since I was a child, not even a trace of it.
That child has always been intelligent; did he already guess that I would make a move?

Was the other person willing to die?
but.
How could I not hate it?!
How could I be content with that!

Yuwen Chengxuan withdrew the Martial Dao Domain and lifted the restrictions on Tu'er.

"Ho ho."

Tuer gasped for breath.

For a fleeting moment, he almost thought he would be crushed to death by the immense force!

"get out."

Yuwen Chengxuan's cold voice reached my ears.

Tuer was overjoyed, knowing that the other party had agreed.

He bowed to Yuwen Chengxuan, turned and walked out of the courtyard, disappearing from sight.

A moment later, Tu'er used his concealment ability to leave the city and arrive at a mountain peak outside the city.

At the summit of the mountain, on a rock, an old monk sat cross-legged.

It was Jingheng, who had been missing for many years!
Tuer walked behind Jingheng, put his hands together, and performed a Buddhist salute with a look of reverence:
"Your Majesty, Yuwen Chengxuan has already agreed."

Jingheng closed his eyes and remained silent, his voice resonating in Tuer's mind:

"Very good. Go to Xuanmo again and contact the Wang family."

"As ordered."

Tuer bowed again, then turned and left.

After Tu'er left, Jingheng slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Da Lanchao, his gaze deep.

As the wind whipped up dust and sand, his figure disappeared above the mountain peak.

Western Lands. The capital city of Severn.

The commotion caused by Li Fei's fight with Wu Zu had alarmed the entire city, and the people still on the streets were so frightened that they quickly sought places to hide.

On the city wall, Ning Qingman, dressed in green, looked at the two fighting in the distance with a surprised expression.

She hadn't expected that the Western Continent could find such a powerful top expert.

It should be noted that even Wenren Zheng, who is the second best in the world, cannot withstand a single move from Li Fei in his current state!
Although the newcomer was also unable to withstand Li Fei's "Ignorance of the Sky," he at least appeared to be a force to be reckoned with.

"Who is this person? There are such powerful individuals in the world, who were previously unknown?"

Ning Qingman found it unbelievable.

Suddenly, she sensed something and abruptly turned to look to her right.

A figure suddenly appeared on the city wall, less than thirty meters away from Ning Qingman.

The newcomer was dressed in plain clothes and carried an ordinary iron sword; he had no imposing presence whatsoever.

Ning Qingman looked solemn.

Although the newcomer did not exude any sword aura or sword intent, with her clear sword heart, she intuitively felt that this person was a swordsman who was in no way inferior to herself!
But when did such a swordsman appear in this world?
How could I have been completely unaware?

"Your sword is not bad."

The person who came seemed to have come specifically for Ning Qingman.

Ning Qingman met the other person's gaze: "Who are you?"

"As you can see, a swordsman."

The visitor said calmly.

Ning Qingman glanced at the Martial Ancestor in the distance: "Are you together?"

Swordsman: "Yes."

Ning Qingman's expression was serious, but her eyes held a hint of expectation:
"Then let me see your sword."

Swordsman: "Yes, you are qualified."

As soon as he finished speaking, the swordsman moved.

His movements were not dramatic; he simply raised his right hand naturally and gently placed it on the hilt of the old iron sword behind him.

Just this one press—

The dust that filled the air suddenly solidified.

The bricks beneath my feet seemed to be bearing an invisible, immense pressure, emitting a dull groan.

The surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) was drawn in and absorbed by this press, converging within the trajectory of the sword about to be drawn from its sheath. It was as if he had not pressed down on a sword, but on the pivotal point of the flow of天地元气 in this place!
If we only consider the control of the primordial energy of heaven and earth, the swordsman is still superior to Ning Qingman!
A perfectly rounded sword aura instantly took shape, and an overwhelming pressure pressed down on Ning Qingman, locking her firmly in place.

Ning Qingman's eyes suddenly narrowed, and her fighting spirit surged!

Without needing to test her, she exerted force with her feet, and the hard city bricks turned into dust. Her entire body transformed into a stream of extremely concentrated blue light, seemingly about to tear through space.

With fingers joined together, the azure sword light vibrated with countless faint sounds in an instant, all its sharpness and sword intent compressed to the extreme!

There was no fancy trajectory, only a straight, sharp blue light that ignored spatial distance and pierced straight to the core of the opponent's round sword stance!

The swordsman in plain clothes drew his sword at this moment.

choke--

It wasn't a dragon's roar or a phoenix's cry, but a low, ancient, and weathered sound, full of the wear and tear of time.

The deep iron sword was dull and lifeless, its blade straight and unremarkable. The sword's speed seemed slow, carrying a heavy, sluggish quality that seemed capable of crushing everything, as it collapsed and converged towards the azure sword light ahead!
This sword strike is extremely simple, yet it contains the weight of the earth and mountains, aiming to suppress all things and bring them into silence.

Faced with Ning Qingman's swift sword strike, the swordsman countered with a heavy sword move.

Two completely different sword lights, both incredibly powerful, collided violently on the city wall!

Boom! ...
A deafening explosion instantly swallowed up all other sounds.

Centered on the point of impact, terrifying and destructive energy exploded outwards in a ring-like pattern.

The force that erupted in that instant far exceeded the limits that the city wall beneath their feet could withstand.

The wall, hundreds of meters high and thousands of meters long, collapsed and shattered like a sandcastle hit by a tsunami!
Huge stone blocks, sturdy city bricks, and heavy cannon components were all reduced to flying fragments by an irresistible force!

Smoke, dust, and rubble shot into the sky, forming a colossal gray-yellow pillar connecting heaven and earth.

The moat beneath the city wall was churned up by the falling object, creating towering waves.

At the heart of this devastating, shattering storm, Ning Qingman's figure was as light as a wisp of smoke. Using the recoil from breaking through the opponent's sword strike, she gracefully floated up and nimbly sped towards the outskirts of the city.

The swordsman followed closely behind.

The heavy sword strike he used just now was a defensive move; now he's going to return the favor with an offensive one.

It was still a simple, straight thrust of the sword, the sword light like the continuous mountain ranges and endless jungles on the wild land, possessing a powerful and stable sword aura that could crush everything!

Ning Qingman's response was also simple: to fight fire with fire.

A streak of cyan sword light pierced into the powerful sword energy, producing a harsh and grating friction sound.

The swordsman's wrist dipped almost imperceptibly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The opponent's sword light was not particularly sharp, but it possessed extremely precise insight, breaking through the surface with a single point and dismantling the inner foundation of his sword style.

The sword intent, as steady as a mountain, cracked inch by inch like a spider web under the precise strike of this sword light!
With his own mastery of swordsmanship, how could his sword moves have been deciphered?

This ignited the swordsman's fighting spirit!
The profound and dignified aura emanating from him suddenly changed, like the violent shifting of tectonic plates. The iron sword he had thrust out suddenly sank and pulled back, redirecting the immense force brought by the piercing blue light to the side.

Space immediately distorted, cracking open in various directions.

Ning Qingman didn't stop for a moment. With a slight twist of her wrist, the sword light split into countless forms in an instant!
As long as her sword light tears open a 'gap' in her opponent's weakness, she can immediately seize the opportunity to severely injure them!
The swordsman's eyes were solemn, and his calm, expressionless face revealed true focus.

The iron sword in his hand transformed into a fleeting, swift gray shadow; he chose to fight speed with speed.

Ding ding ding ding——

The sound of countless jade beads falling onto a plate was almost a continuous, piercing shriek. Gray light and blue light exploded, annihilated, and collided within a space of less than three feet between the two people!
The two most outstanding swordsmen of the era each completed more than 50,000 sword movements in an instant!
With her [Sword Dissection], Ning Qingman was able to find her opponent's weaknesses and counter their moves.

But the opponent's swordsmanship is truly a return to simplicity; any simple sword move can be transformed into something magical in the opponent's hands!
Even if a sword move has a flaw, the opponent can always change their move in an instant and make up for it.

This meant that although Ning Qingman could always find a 'gap' in her opponent's defenses, she never had the opportunity to tear that 'gap' open and thus expand her gains.

This was the first time Ning Qingman had encountered such an opponent since she mastered the [Sword Release].

Countless gray fireflies compensated for, offset, and drew the blue light in a dazzling manner.

The swordsman's iron sword hummed, and his robes were torn with countless tiny rips by the sword's energy, making him look somewhat disheveled.

But his eyes grew brighter and brighter, like ancient jade that had been wiped clean of dust. A pure sword intent belonging to him was being constantly refined and becoming more refined!
The gaps and openings in his swordplay are becoming fewer and fewer, and his sword intent, sword energy, and sword momentum are becoming stronger and stronger!

"how come?"

Ning Qingman's surprise deepened.

As a top-notch swordsman, she knew very well how difficult it was to advance in the path of swordsmanship.

She has been tempered by life and death time and time again, and through many opportunities, she has come to where she is today.

How could someone's swordsmanship improve so rapidly in the blink of an eye?
This is simply unreasonable!
Suddenly, Ning Qingman remembered Lin Tianyi's "The Great Dao Master".

The former number one person in the world could 'reap without sowing'. As long as the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is broadened and the upper limit is raised, Lin Tianyi can become even stronger.

Could it be that this swordsman possesses a Dao principle similar to that of the [Great Dao Master]?

But if that's the case, the other party's swordsmanship should have improved along with Ning Qingman's cultivation level long ago, so why is it only starting to improve now?
"Did he only come into this world today?"

(End of this chapter)