Embers of Sword

Chapter 116 The Battle of Sword Qi
"The clear ripples of leaves from Baihua Valley——"

"Please advise!"

Every word in this voice was sonorous, like a sword being unsheathed.

Landed on Yuping Peak.

Falling into the waterfall.

It also fell into the teacup on the jade table.

After saying this, the sword was indeed unsheathed. Ye Qinglian did not give Jiang Miaoyin any chance to choose. She chose to take action directly. With a flick of her sleeve, the swords of the disciples of Baihua Valley were unsheathed and crashed into the jade table.

After Ye Qinglian stood up, Xie Xuanyi had a bad premonition in his heart.

The moment the sword is unsheathed.

Xie Xuanyi sighed in his heart. He reacted very quickly. He quickly held the teacup tightly, flew close to the ground, and instantly moved away from the jade table in front of the waterfall.

Ye Qinglian could be considered a heroine, but she was a little too "reckless". As a great Yinshen monk, she would start fighting without caring about the feelings of an "ordinary man" like him.

As the saying goes, when gods fight, innocent people suffer.

However, this battle did not seem to develop in this direction——

Although Ye Qinglian's attack was swift, her intention was not to destroy objects.

Dozens of swords flew out and hit Jiang Miaoyin who was standing on the jade table.

Just want an attitude!

A sigh.

Jiang Miaoyin gave her attitude.

I saw the beautiful woman in snow-white clothes fluttering in the wind, pressing the jade table with one hand, as if pressing the strings of a musical instrument, and flicking her sleeves in the air, with her slender fingers, releasing an extremely soft sword intent.

On Yuping Peak, a waterfall is pouring down.

A cloud of water droplets flew out, each drop distinct, and hit the sword.

The next moment, dozens of swords flew back.

Clang clang clang!

All these swords were put back into their original scabbards!
Because the swords were too heavy when flying backwards, several sword practitioners from Baihua Valley almost fell to the ground.

Xie Xuanyi came backwards to the crowd.

He flicked his fingers lightly, knocking out a few strands of vital energy, helping the few people to stand firmly.

"Mr. Xie...thank you very much."

Yuan Yi has been in the valley the youngest and has the lowest realm, so naturally he is also the one who cannot stand steadily.

She cast a grateful look towards Xie Xuanyi.

"No problem."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

"Everyone, it's better to retreat with me and stay away."

He retreated towards the summit of the broad mountain, transmitting a message: "Your master and the figure from Yuping Peak have a long-standing grudge... The ensuing scene may not be a pleasant one."

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"Miss Ye, you are now the Young Master of Baihua Valley, and your status is honorable..."

After repelling the sword, Jiang Miaoyin said, "This kind of competition, regardless of victory or defeat, is inappropriate. How about another day?"

"You are Welcome."

Ye Qinglian smiled: "When we were climbing the mountain, I felt that your realm was far higher than mine. I might only have a 10% chance of winning this battle. I know very well that this time, asking for a fight is actually asking for defeat!"

Defeated by Jiang Miaoyin.

A piece of cake.

If she doesn't dare to ask the sword, she will never be able to face her inner demons!
"Miss Ye, I have sworn to lock myself in the jade screen and cut off all distracting thoughts."

Jiang Miaoyin spoke quickly.

"Jiang Miaoyin, you can find a thousand excuses to refuse the fight, but I won't accept this one."

Ye Qinglian said coldly: "If you really want to cut off your distracting thoughts, why stay in the Sword Palace? It's better to go to Nanli to become a monk!"

"..."

Jiang Miaoyin was stunned when she heard this and was speechless.

"Since you are still a sword cultivator, please respect me and also respect yourself."

Ye Qinglian said in a deep voice: "Today's battle is what you owed me back then."

After saying this, the entire Yuping Peak began to tremble.

The Dharma image of Tongtian Vine is condensed!
Many vines grew out of the dry walls of Yuping Peak and transformed into big hands, grabbing towards Jiang Miaoyin.

A woman in white sitting in front of a jade table.

Until this moment, he still hasn't moved.

"Ten years have passed. Does winning or losing really matter?"

A sword energy barrier was erected above Jiang Miaoyin's head. Any Tongtian vine that penetrated within three feet would be crushed by the sword energy and turned into rustling wood chips. In just a moment, she was completely submerged in the endless vines.

"It's not important to you, but it's important to me."

Ye Qinglian frowned and asked, "Jiang Miaoyin, why do I feel like you've changed?"

Jiang Miaoyin fell silent.

"Ten years ago, every time we met, you would ask me about the sword."

"At that time, although I lost, I lost with all my heart."

Ye Qinglian asked self-deprecatingly: "Now, do you think you have the upper hand, so there is no point in asking me for the sword?"

"No...it's not..."

Jiang Miaoyin's voice was very weak.

This explanation is really powerless.

She looked at Ye Qinglian, still just holding up the sword energy barrier, silently enduring the attack of Tongtian Vine without fighting back.

"I don't need your pity."

Ye Qinglian said calmly: "I just want to be defeated by your sword. If you still miss our old friendship, please use your 'chronic illness'."

Xie Xuanyi's natal flying sword is named Chen Yan.

The sword that Jiang Miaoyin got was called Chronic Disease.

"After Xuan Yi passed away, I threw it away and dumped it into the sword-washing pond."

Jiang Miaoyin raised her head and looked at Ye Qinglian.

She said softly, word by word: "The chronic illness sank into the North Sea, and the chronic disease should accompany it...these two are a pair."

Ye Qinglian was suddenly stunned.

In the distance, Xie Xuanyi, who was leading the Baihua Valley sword practitioners towards the mountaintop dojo, also froze in his tracks.

"The flying swords are indeed a pair, but unfortunately, you and Xie Xuanyi are not a pair." After a moment of silence, Ye Qinglian asked sarcastically with a blank expression, "Does he know that you are so attentive to him? Is it really worth it to do this for a dead person?"

"I know Miss Ye is kindhearted and definitely not a cold-hearted person."

Jiang Miaoyin shook her head. "This kind of provocation is useless to me. Miaoyin only wants to have a clear conscience in her life."

"What a clear conscience."

"Do you really have a clear conscience?"

Ye Qinglian scolded in a low voice: "When Xie Xuanyi was alive, you pretended to be good at accompanying him in high spirits and asking for swords everywhere in the four regions. When he died... you seemed to have lost your soul and locked yourself in Yuping Peak. Flying sword with chronic illness, are you living only for the serious illness? If Xie Xuanyi is still alive, would he really like to see you so quiet?"

"..."

Jiang Miaoyin's expression became complicated when she heard this.

"Yuping is an important place in Dasui, guarding the sword spirit command, and a blessed place. If you really don't want to practice swordsmanship anymore, then go back to Qingzhou!"

Ye Qinglian continued, "If you leave Dasui, return to Qingzhou, and retire... I, Ye Qinglian, will never ask you for a sword in this lifetime!"

Under all kinds of scolding.

The long-forgotten sword energy of Yuping Peak began to vibrate faintly!
The woman sitting in front of the jade table lowered her brows and silently clenched the teacup.

Perhaps it was because hearing the name of an old friend brought back those painful memories... Even though Jiang Miaoyin was wearing a veil and a white shirt to cover her face, she still exuded a strong sense of sorrow.

The Yuping Peak Waterfall gives off a faint chill.

Ye Qinglian stopped talking.

She raised her hands, formed seals, and the sword energy cave slowly opened.

The Tongtian Vine Dharma Image no longer surrounded Jiang Miaoyin, but flew to her back, and a number of green flying swords flew out from the cave... Although Li Chaojiang was defeated in the battle with You Haiwang, Ye Qinglian realized a lot from it.

At her level, ordinary meditation and seclusion are of little significance in improving her strength.

And having a life-and-death duel with a peak Yin God like Chu Lin is a first-class fortune!

In addition, during the battle at Lichao River, she also watched the master of Tianxiazhai take action from a close distance…

Tang Fengshu is extremely talented.

The whisk that overwhelmed the King of the Sea, Po Lu, gave her a lot of inspiration.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the Tongtian Vine was entrenched in the entire Sword Qi Cave. After one hundred and eight miniature flying swords flew out, the sword shadows did not stop, and the green vines broke off branches and leaves and sharpened them into swords!
Nearly a thousand wooden flying swords were spit out one after another from the entire cave.

The flying swords were suspended above, densely packed like the strands of a whisk.

The majestic sword intent loomed in the sky.

The clouds and mist that originally surrounded Yuping Peak were all cleared away by this sword intent.

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"The Dasui Mountain has already been opened, why is there still no news from Yuping Peak?"

Jiang Qihu sat in the mansion, feeling increasingly uneasy.

After thinking about it, I have nothing to do at the moment.

Better to visit in person.

He left the mansion and headed towards Yuping Peak. From a distance, he saw a crowd gathering outside the gate of Yuping Peak. As it was a restricted area, no one dared to step in.

The roars resounded through the sky.

The top of Yuping Peak, shrouded in clouds and mist, exudes a familiar and majestic sword aura.

Jiang Qihu could tell at a glance that the sword intent did not come from his sister Jiang Miaoyin, but from... Ye Qinglian, with whom he had fought together on the Lichao River not long ago!
Too bad, too bad!
Benhu quickly rushed towards the mountain gate. Why were these two people fighting?

But just as he reached the foot of the mountain, he suddenly stopped and looked up in horror.

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The entire Yuping Peak.

The whole place was in a stagnation.

The moment Ye Qinglian released his sword energy, the waterfall behind Jiang Miaoyin instantly froze.

Then comes the backflow.

The "sword energy" suspended under the sword energy command, like swimming fish, went upstream one after another.

There is no natal flying sword, no sword energy cave, and no Yin God Dharma image.

Nothing at all.

Just raise your sleeves, wave, and clench your fist.

The "command" and "majesty" of the Lord of Yuping Peak all burst out at this moment, and countless sword qi fish climbed up? On the top of Yuping Peak, blocking in front of Jiang Miaoyin, colliding with Ye Qinglian's Qingchan sword qi, the violent collision sound drowned the entire mountaintop, and the strong wind passed through, and the sword cultivators of Baihua Valley turned pale. This was the first time they watched the "Yin God" fight at such a close distance.

The Lord Yin Shen can call the wind and rain, and open up mountains and seas.

This is not an empty statement.

In just a moment, the entire top of Yuping Peak was submerged in thousands of sword energies.

Ye Qinglian's Tongtian Vine was instantly shattered by the "Sword Qi Swimming Fish" ordered by Yuping.

This battle.

There is really no suspense.

After the strong wind passed, the dead walls remained dead walls, the waterfalls remained waterfalls, but the branches that had grown with great difficulty were shattered, their roots severed.

Yuping Peak is still Yuping Peak, shrouded in coldness and desolation.

There were many minor wounds on Ye Qinglian's clothes and cheeks.

This kind of injury is nothing to the Yin God.

But in the sword duel just now... these injuries meant that she lost.

Ye Qinglian was indeed defeated.

However, there was no disappointment or frustration on her face.

in contrast.

There was a faint smile on Ye Qinglian's face.

She slowly walked forward a few steps, sat down in front of the jade table again, picked up the cup of cold tea that had been brewed long ago, and drank it all in one gulp.

Just like drinking.

She looked at the woman in white clothes in front of her.

Jiang Miaoyin's veil was torn into pieces by the sword energy, revealing a pale, haggard, yet beautiful face.

"You are still the same as before."

"It's so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it."

Ye Qinglian looked directly at the face that she had not dared to look at in the past, and said softly: "I am very happy to lose to you today."

(End of this chapter)