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Chapter 655: The Importance of Supporting Roles

Feng Xue casually clicked on the combat node, and with the consumption of a little action power, he suddenly appeared in front of a magnificent scene.

The silver waterfall cascading down in the picture is far more stunning than the previous background picture, and amidst the sound of rushing water, there is a group of young swordsmen who have already taken up their stances, holding long swords.

"Since you don't know what's good for you, then you can see the mountain defense formation of my Shenglong Sword Sect!"

Among a group of more than ten swordsmen, the leader shouted loudly. That was not to take the lead, but more to tell the onlookers that their Shenglong Sword Sect was not bullying the minority, but the man in front of them was looking for death.

Feng Xue held the scabbard sword in one hand, but did not answer, because he knew that someone would speak for him -

"Who is this person? How dare he challenge Shenglong Sword Sect alone? Their mountain defense formation can even trap a master-level expert for a while!"

A passerby watching on the side of the road suddenly spoke up, while another one said with a mocking look on his face:

"You don't even recognize this person? As the saying goes, 'There is Baiyujing in the sky, with twelve towers and five cities. The immortal touches my head and I am blessed with immortality.' This person is none other than the Lord of Baiyujing, the Immortal Sword Feng Xue!"

"Is it the Changsheng Sword that has become famous recently? I heard that it was inherited from an immortal, but I wonder if it's true or not?" Another passerby emperor started to make a comedic comment.

The strongest mouth substitute puffed out his chest and praised him highly——

"It is said that this Baiyujing is the inheritance of the true immortals. There are five kinds of immortal methods in the city: observing the secrets of heaven, hearing the sounds of heaven, investigating the principles of heaven, accepting the power of heaven, and speaking the destiny of heaven. If you practice any one of them successfully, you can get a glimpse of the road to immortality. There are also twelve kinds of martial arts: sword, shooting, illusion, escape, music, dance, painting, whistling, medicine, puppetry, cooking, and alchemy. Each one taken alone is also a first-class unique skill in the world.

"This Lord of Baiyujing is the only master in history who has mastered all five methods and twelve arts. His swordsmanship and medical skills are even more extraordinary. If he lets you live, as long as you only have one breath left, you can live forever. If he lets you die, even if you are the best in the world, it will be like the King of Hell coming to your door. Now that he has finally stepped into the martial arts world, I'm afraid he intends to integrate the five methods and twelve arts and seek the legendary realm of ascension!"

"Wow, this stranger emperor can split himself?" Feng Xue stopped explaining after hearing this and thought about it carefully. It seemed that it did not say that only one stranger emperor would be refreshed. In other words, it was necessary to be able to refresh multiple emperors in order to sing in unison and achieve the effect of supporting the main role.

Perhaps it was because what the passerby emperor said was too mysterious, the young man who presided over the sword formation also looked solemn. Although he had never heard of the Changsheng Sword and Baiyujing, but a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. This person dared to provoke Shenglong Sword Sect alone, so he might not be able to deal with him.

Thinking of this, he used his internal energy, raised his true energy, drew the long sword in his hand, and shouted loudly -

"Formation!"

At the command, more than a dozen swordsmen behind him drew their swords almost at the same time. At first glance, it seemed a bit messy, and there was no sense of neatness and uniformity as imagined. But if you look closely, you can find that everyone's steps and rhythm are orderly, and in just a few steps, they have the momentum to encircle the enemy.

When Feng Xue saw this, layers of aura emanated from his body. The originally noisy waterfall became silent at this moment, and even the sky was covered by dark clouds!

"Here it comes. Cheng Tian Wei, one of the five great immortal arts of Bai Yu Jing, is said to be able to 'accept the will of heaven with one's own body and manifest the might of heaven with one's own heart'. At the minor success level, one can achieve the unity of man and nature that many first-rate masters have pursued for their entire lives. At the major success level, one can even..."

At this point, the commentary suddenly stopped. Just when the passerby wanted to say "You keep going", seven or eight of the dozen young swordsmen who had originally rushed forward with swords raised had already stopped. The mildest ones were pale and sweating, while the worst ones fell to the ground with their eyes dull.

The remaining few people continued to rush forward, but when they reached Feng Xue, only one person was able to stand.

"If you are below the Great Mastery level and have not yet become a first-class master, you are not even qualified to stand in front of him."

The time-stop commentary suddenly interrupted, but Feng Xue suddenly smiled. The young man who was struggling to come to him stabbed with his sword with all his might, but his sword suddenly stopped when it was still three inches away, and then it broke into pieces and turned into powder. However, a hand fell on his shoulder in his almost desperate eyes.

"You're good."

As the words fell, the picture froze, and then suddenly shattered like a mirror.

[Operation ends, perfect tactics]

[Node settlement: Fantasy +3, Fame +4]

[You demonstrated unrivaled overwhelming power in the Battle of Baishan. With your fame, Baiyujing's name also began to be known. Reputation +4, Prosperity +4]

……

"As expected, with the help of the passerby emperor, this [beep——] is much better than my own commentary ability! I don't need to say any extra lines in the whole battle, outsiders can understand my strength, and I won't lose my cool because of trash talk. Perfect! If there are no other accidents, I want to draw this this time!"

Feng Xue was recalling the feeling of the previous battle. The sword formation was only the strength of an integrated structure team. It was okay to beat the lame dreamer, but it was totally not enough to deal with him now. What was really worth recalling was the comfortable and pretentious experience brought by the Stranger Emperor.

Feng Xue, who was somewhat in love with this feeling, couldn't wait to click on the next node, and the picture changed again.

The location was still Feilong Waterfall, and there were still a large number of people from the martial arts world watching around, but at this time, they had already arrived at a square. Referring to the scenery at the previous node, this should be the interior of the Shenglong Sword Sect's mountain gate. Just as he was wondering when the enemy would appear, a golden light suddenly shot out from the hall not far away, and a white-haired old man wearing a sky-blue knight's shirt and holding a long sword landed in the open space in front of him. At the moment when he revealed his true appearance, the Passerby Emperor started the time-stop commentary again -

"It turned out to be the Grand Elder of Shenglong Sword Sect. It is said that he was already the top master twenty years ago. He was in seclusion to comprehend the Grandmaster realm and has not appeared in the past twenty years. Many people in the martial arts world speculated that he failed to break through, but they never thought that he actually took that step!"

Listening to the explanation of Passerby Emperor, Feng Xue's hand holding the sword moved up slightly half an inch, not because he was a first-class master or a grandmaster, but simply because he could feel that this old man had a temperament similar to that of a king.

"In this dreamland, do the kings correspond to the Grandmaster realm?" Feng Xue thought to himself. The old man did not waste any words. In his opinion, the few seconds of standing still were enough to give Feng Xue time to react. He took a step forward, and the sword light like water was like a swimming dragon, dazzling and wonderful!
"Ding--"

An indescribable sound echoed in the trembling sound, and the long sword that had not been unsheathed before had revealed its true appearance at some point. The ink-stained sword body was held horizontally in front of it, and in an incredible posture, it pressed point-to-point against the sword of the elder of the Shenglong Sword Sect!
(End of this chapter)