Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 406 The Courage to Draw the Sword

The sword is like a meteor.

No one could underestimate a sword strike from the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster.

Everyone looked at the sword light that flashed across the sky with complicated expressions.

Zhang Yuan broke through the gate of the Immortal Mountain along the way, showing his sword skills and leaving behind endless sword opportunities.

Everyone believed that Zhang Juzheng could catch the sword.

If he just caught this sword, the momentum he had just gathered would probably be broken.

"Xun Yunsheng of Haoran Academy has studied and practiced swordsmanship for forty-three years, but has achieved nothing. He is left with nothing but lamentations."

"I have been traveling with Zhang Juzheng of Bailu Academy, sharing insights and thoughts. I deeply feel that Brother Zhang is as knowledgeable as the ocean. I have benefited a lot from him. I should treat him as my teacher."

"Today, I, Xun, will try to block the sword immortal's sharp edge with one sword and help Master Zhang break through Qingyun Mountain."

A sound was heard on the river bank.

A green sword light flashed, like spring grass sprouting.

Xun Lin walked forward, ascending to the sky in one step, and drew his sword out of its sheath, bursting like spring water.

"Please ask the Sword Immortal to test the sword——"

With a long roar towards the sky, Xun Lin's sword shot out a sharp sword light and charged straight towards Yu Changhai's sword.

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

Two sword lights collided above the sky. Xun Lin did not retreat a single step. The vast power outside his body turned into golden light and shadow. He swung the sword in his hand faster and faster, causing the surrounding clouds to surge.

Yu Changhai's sword was blocked by him and he retreated inch by inch.

"Cheerful, comfortable—"

"Oh, is that Xun Lin, the Sword in the Clouds?"

"Haha, that's what sword cultivators like me should do!"

Seeing Xun Lin blocking Yu Changhai, the practitioners below looked up with divine light flashing in their eyes.

It takes courage to draw a sword.

Drawing the sword against the sword immortal of Qingyun Immortal Sect requires boundless courage.

Zhang Juzheng had such courage, and Xun Lin of Haoran Academy finally had such courage as well.

"This kid is pretty good."

Looking at the collision of sword lights, Meng Haoran showed a smile.

The teacher beside him chuckled and said nothing.

"Zi Wuyun's actions are a little lacking in judgment." In the distance, on the cliff, a figure in a black robe spoke lightly.

There was demonic energy surrounding him, and it was clear that he was a person who had practiced the magic way to a very high level.

"Grand Elder, do you mean that we shouldn't let this sword immortal intercept Zhang Juzheng?" One of the several demon practitioners with younger faces standing beside the demon cultivator looked up and asked.

They are all members of the Netherworld Demon Sect.

The leader is the Supreme Elder of the Netherworld Demon Sect, Feng Qingyue, the Moon Shadow Demon who had fought against the Master and never lost.

This time, Feng Qingyue personally led several younger elites from the Netherworld Demon Sect to infiltrate the Qingyun Immortal Sect. One purpose was to observe Zhang Juzheng's challenge to the Qingyun Immortal Sect, and the other was to find the trace of the Master.

"It's not this." Feng Qingyue shook her head and looked at the two sword lights colliding in the sky.

"When the three hundred sword armors failed to stop Zhang Juzheng, the Qingyun Immortal Sect should have marched its entire army directly into the four major academies."

"In the struggle for the great way, if you take one step back, you will take ten thousand steps back."

"Look at how Zhang Juzheng continued to advance, breaking through the mountain gate, leaving behind insights that would inspire changes in the minds of the sword cultivators under the Qingyun Immortal Sect."

There was a cold look in Feng Qingyue's eyes.

"These sword cultivators will not remember that their current cultivation of the immortal sword path was given to them by the Qingyun Immortal Sect."

"They only remembered the insights Zhang Juzheng left behind, which allowed them to gain a lot and even break through bottlenecks."

"Most of the creatures in the world are like this."

"So, the actions of my Demon Sect are not as inconsistent as those of the Qingyun Immortal Sect."

Feng Qingyue's words made the Demon Sect disciples around her nod their heads, and their expressions changed slightly, as if they were thinking about something.

The Qingyun Immortal Sect acted hesitantly, which allowed Zhang Juzheng to have a smooth journey.

And because Zhang Juzheng left his insights along the way, his image became taller in the hearts of sword practitioners.

Don’t these sword cultivators think about the fact that people leave their inheritance to you for your own good?
Zhang Juzheng was just trying to destroy the image of Qingyun Immortal Sect's leader in swordsmanship.

On the long river, Zhang Yuan stood still, the waves surged, and the speed became faster and faster.

The surging waves clearly turned into pieces of dragon scales.

The Nine Heavens Formless Sword Fight, a dragon rises from the sea!
Zhang Yuan was already gathering the power of a sword as he stepped on the waves!
Above the Qingyun Immortal Sect, Wu Yunzi's expression was somewhat solemn.

In front of him, Mu Lingxiao moved and flew out.

As the number one young man in Qingyun Immortal Sect, Mu Lingxiao has always felt that he is invincible among his peers.

But what he saw at this moment, regardless of Zhang Juzheng's combat prowess, was that Xun Lin from Haoran Academy, who was able to hold off Elder Yu Changhai, was clearly no less powerful than Mu Lingxiao. Xun Lin practiced both Confucianism and swordsmanship, and what he was displaying now was only the swordsmanship!

Mu Lingxiao's pride disappeared at this moment.

The pride of being able to surpass others is pride, but the pride of not being able to surpass others is arrogance!

"boom--"

The sword light was accompanied by a hint of thunder, and Mu Lingxiao's figure guided the sword light and rushed towards Zhang Yuan's position.

"Mu Lingxiao of Qingyun Immortal Sect, please ask Zhang Juzheng of Bailu Mountain to take the sword."

Through the clouds, when the sound came, the sword light had already arrived.

"Mu Lingxiao..."

"It's truly a relief to see such a fierce battle between these two geniuses today."

Looking at the sword light across the sky and the long dragon in the river, countless people showed emotion on their faces.

There is a gap between ordinary practitioners and geniuses that cannot be crossed even if one spends his entire life trying.

Even being able to see the collision of geniuses across the chasm is an opportunity and an unimaginable scene for ordinary practitioners.

"Zheng Tanyue observed Master Zhang's sword marks and gained a new understanding of the sword. Today, I will block Mu Lingxiao's sword strike for Master Zhang. Please review it, Master Zhang."

Just when everyone thought that Mu Lingxiao was going to clash with Zhang Juzheng, a voice rang out.

Zheng Tanyue?
Who is that?

Nobody knows.

A beam of sword light shot out from the top of the mountain, the sword light dim like a firefly.

The sword light rose straight up, but before it reached a thousand feet beyond Mu Lingxiao's sword light, it was no longer able to move forward and fell down with a loud bang, hitting the long river.

A young man in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm emerged from the river, laughed loudly, then turned over and stepped onto the river bank.

Zhang Yuan, who was on the crest of the wave, had a calm expression and spoke in a clear voice, "Your foundation is good, but your understanding of the general trend is not enough. You need to practice in silence for three years, and then you can become a Grandmaster."

His words made the young man standing on the riverbank look delighted. He bowed and clasped his fists: "Thank you, Master Zhang!"

At this moment, everyone looking at the scene on the light screen had bright eyes.

I thought Zheng Tanyue was a big shot, but he turned out to be just a swordsman in the Xiantian realm.

I thought Zheng Tanyue must be a master when facing a genius like Mu Lingxiao, but I didn't expect that he would fall from thousands of feet away with a single sword strike.

But, Zheng Tanyue has the courage to draw his sword!
"Wu Chenghe asks Master Zhang to observe this sword—"

"Lin Yue Sword Sect's Gu Wangbei has gained enlightenment from a sword technique. Please, Master Zhang, observe it—"

"I have a sword, Master Zhang, take a look at it!"

On both sides of the river, voices were heard and sword lights rose.

Everyone stared blankly at the light and shadow in the sky, as hundreds of sword lights rushed towards Mu Lingxiao's sword light.

Someone fell thousands of feet away.

Someone's sword flashed a thousand feet into the sky.

Someone's sword rushed to a place a hundred feet away from Mu Lingxiao's sword light.

Ninety feet.

Eighty feet.

Fifty feet.

Thirty feet.

Ten feet.

"Dangdangdang——"

The long swords collided, and the sound shook the whole area.

The falling sword cultivators were like rain.

"Haha, I actually fought a sword duel with Mu Lingxiao."

"Fuck, is this what a genius is? I can't even block a single sword strike."

"It's so refreshing! I didn't know this sword could be broken like this."

In the river, every voice revealed joy.

In the light and shadow, Mu Lingxiao rushed to within ten miles of Zhang Yuan but was unable to get any closer.

"boom--"

A sword light slashed down, and ten sword lights gathered together. Mu Lingxiao's sword light shattered, and his body fell with the sword light and landed on the river.

This scene left everyone stunned.

The elite of the younger generation of Qingyun Immortal Sect, the number one prodigy, was knocked into the river by countless unknown swordsmen!
"Bam—"

As Mu Lingxiao fell, the clouds and light and shadows above the sky shattered.

The Qingyun Immortal Sect no longer reflects the scene on the river?
Then go see it for yourself!

In an instant, countless sword lights and countless practitioners rushed towards Zhang Yuan's location.

(End of this chapter)