Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 548 Clouds and Water Arrive Together (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
Outside Chang'an City.

The heavy snow fell like a curtain from the sky, obscuring the outlines of everything in the world.

Beside the Wei River in the north of the city, a huge wooden platform has appeared, like a long tongue extending into the river. A hundred or so giant logs, each requiring two people to encircle, are inserted into the river to firmly support the platform. Around it, a few hundred people, all dressed as warriors, stand scattered about.

Azi stared in astonishment: "Wow, what a grand gesture!"

Ren Shaoyang casually remarked, "Li Qiushui is a concubine of the country; it's not impossible for her to build a wooden platform in three days."

Looking up again, the martial artists came from all directions like ants marching in formation, converging from all sides.

Such a great battle is extremely rare and is the most thrilling.

Someone spotted Ren Shaoyang and his companion, and a murmur of discussion arose. No one had expected that the rising sword master would be so young.

"Is the Sword God here?"

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the wooden platform, soft and melodious.

Ren Shaoyang turned his head and said calmly, "I have arrived."

The woman laughed and said, "Legend has it that the Sword God is so handsome that he is hard to find in the world. Why don't you come up on the stage and let me see him?"

"Wow, what a bad woman!"

Upon hearing this, Azi puffed out her cheeks and whispered in Ren Shaoyang's ear, "I'm cursing you."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Find a place to wait." He lifted his robe, leaped across the river, which was dozens of feet wide, and landed on the wooden platform.

Just as he stepped onto the stage, a sudden, thunderous shout erupted from all around: "Get down!" The sound was like thunder, shaking the surroundings.

Even the falling snowflakes were instantly shaken away!
It turned out that these people were experts from the Western Xia First-Class Hall, who had long ago agreed to take advantage of the moment when the white-robed man took the stage to dampen his arrogance.

Ren Shaoyang had never been afraid when facing thousands of troops and enemies from all over the world. Upon hearing the voice, he simply smiled, turned his gaze forward, and said calmly, "I'm here."

"What a sword god!"

A soft sigh rang out, and before the words had even finished, a woman dressed in a pure white fox fur coat and wearing a scholar's hat appeared before them.

This beautiful woman possessed an ethereal beauty, with bright eyes, and every smile and gesture was captivating.

Not only were the men present captivated by the sight, but even some of the female warriors tightly closed their legs.

Ren Shaoyang looked surprised and asked in astonishment, "Li Qiushui?"

The woman in the fox fur chuckled, "It is indeed I." She looked intently at Ren Shaoyang, "Why are you so surprised to see me?"

Ren Shaoyang paused for a moment, then asked, "Is this your usual attire?"

Li Qiushui spun around on the spot, opened her arms, her smile widening, and casually said, "Yeah, isn't it pretty?"

Ren Shaoyang asked somewhat uncertainly, "You, are you still called Mingjian?"

Li Qiushui's appearance, attire, and scholar's hat reminded him of the famous sword in "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer".

Li Qiushui's eyes flickered, a half-smile playing on her lips: "What, the mighty Sword God, trying to get close to me?"

"No, not at all," Ren Shaoyang said with a smile. "It's just that your appearance is very familiar to me."

"Oh?" Li Qiushui laughed. "You have a sweet tongue." She put her hands on her hips and smiled lazily. "Very well, I can't bear to kill such a handsome person. As long as you hand over 'Jade Linglong', I will spare your life."

She chuckled softly, and with a flick of her finger, said, "Even becoming my intimate guest wouldn't be out of the question."

These words caused an uproar among the crowd.

Azi jumped up and down, yelling, "Shameless! Shameless!"

"Oh dear, why would this woman say such a thing?"

A soft, weak voice came from behind her.

"Exactly, exactly!" a gentle male voice chimed in, "It's simply an insult to my ears! Ugh, I'm unclean, I need to wash my ears!"

Azi turned her head in surprise and saw a young man in a green robe, holding up the hem of his robe, hurriedly running to the riverbank and washing his ears in full view of everyone.

"Is he sick?" Azi was stunned and looked at the woman.

She was beautiful, truly stunning, like a rare orchid in a secluded valley. Her eyes were like water as she looked up and smiled, saying, "Young Master Duan may seem a bit naive, but he is actually a very good person."

“Young lady, I’m just imitating Xu Yu’s ‘Ear Washing at Mount Ji’ back then.” Duan Yu appeared behind her at some point, shaking his head and saying, “If your ears are defiled, of course you have to wash them.”

Azi stared blankly at him, then looked at Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan sighed and shrugged.

Azi pouted and asked, "Do you wash your ears all the time?"

Duan Yu thought for a moment and said, "It's alright, not much."

"I think you should warm your head by a fire."

"Ah? Why is this?"

Azi snorted coldly, crossed her arms and turned around: "After washing your ears, you need to boil the water out of your brain."

Duan Yu scratched his head and looked at Wang Yuyan, who was covering her mouth and chuckling: "Miss Wang, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Yuyan put her hand down, but couldn't help laughing, "She said you've lost your mind."

Just as Azi's interactions with her half-brother and half-sister began...

Suddenly someone shouted, "Look there!"

"Crackling!"

In the distance, the ice on the river surface cracked, and countless icicles shot out from the water, converging behind the white-robed man, like a white dragon shaking its scales, making a clanging sound.

Everyone stared intently at the white-robed man, at the countless ice swords that blotted out the sky behind him, as if they were witnessing a deity.

The aura of a martial artist is usually hard to see.

But the Sword God, in a fit of rage, transformed a river of ice into a sword and gathered it behind him.

Such skill is truly divine; calling it divine intervention would not be an exaggeration.

Ren Shaoyang's white robe fluttered in the wind and snow without ever falling. He spoke indifferently, "You're courting death."

shhhhhhhh!

Thousands of icicles suddenly shot out, endless and overwhelming.

"You child, you can't take a joke!" Li Qiushui smiled, and with a swift movement, she soared into the air like a wisp of cloud, her fingers flicking rapidly.

In an instant, a strange light burst forth, displaying a riot of reds, oranges, greens, blues, and violets, clashing against the endless ice crystals.

The surrounding snowflakes, now in a vacuum, swirled upwards.

"Hahaha, kid! You think you're invincible just because you killed Ding Chunqiu?"

Li Qiushui stood tall in mid-air, surrounded by rising mist, like a fairy in a painting.

The two stood facing each other, one in the sky and one on the ground, as the cold wind howled.

The wind and snow sometimes swirled upwards, sometimes fell downwards under negative pressure; all of these were manifestations of their clashing forces in the wind and snow.

Ren Shaoyang sighed, "Trying to outmaneuver me in terms of internal energy cultivation?" He smiled and walked leisurely toward Li Qiushui.

The thousands of people present, upon seeing his smiling face, suddenly felt a chill, as if they had fallen into an abyss of darkness, and couldn't help but back away.

Who among those present wasn't a tough guy, a man who had braved fire and water?

But the moment the white-robed figure took a step, it felt as if he were falling into an abyss, with the howling wind in his ears and the constantly twisting and shaking world before his eyes.

Thump thump!
Those near the wooden platform rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.

Li Qiushui glanced at it, flicked her wide sleeves, and with a shake of her arms, she rose up like a roc spreading its wings, facing the wind.

"I underestimated you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Shaoyang suddenly felt as if a huge wave was crashing down on him, and he felt dizzy. He bent down slightly.

Damn!
A crimson sword light shot out from under his armpit, heading straight for Dou Niu!
Although Li Qiushui knew that he was a master of martial arts, she still did not expect that the sword god with a sword in hand would be so strong. With a slight carelessness, she was stabbed in the abdomen.

With a soft thud, the sword tip stopped in front of Li Qiushui's lower abdomen.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed, and Ren Shaoyang, surrounded by a warm white light, appeared in front of her.

You underestimate me.

The man in white laughed loudly, and the Dragon-Capturing Sword shot out from the sky. Its blade twisted and turned, instantly blooming into a fiery red sword flower, piercing towards Li Qiushui's vital points.

"Humph, what a small trick!"

Li Qiushui's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She sneered, her right hand gripping the sword tip with five fingers, while her left hand placed three fingers on Ren Shaoyang's wrist.

when!
A loud clang resounded.

In an instant, the two swords flew like lightning, exchanging five blows in a flash.

These five moves, though executed in the blink of an eye, encompass a myriad of variations.

Li Qiushui's fingers are like swords, her palms like knives, and her claws like seizing weapons. Whether it's palm techniques or fist techniques, every move is exquisite and unparalleled, encompassing everything and forming a unified whole.

Watching her attack and defense go back and forth endlessly, every move and every stance was so exquisite.

"What amazing martial arts skills!" Duan Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

Wang Yuyan focused her mind slightly and frowned, saying, "The Empress Dowager of Western Xia's martial arts are quite peculiar. She seems to be able to utilize all the martial arts in the world, yet completely transform herself. Even if all the heroes present attacked together, they would probably find it difficult to withstand a single blow from her. Even my cousin is far inferior to her."

The thought sent a chill down the girl's spine: "Such a person exists in this world? If my cousin were to face him, let alone win, he would have no chance of survival."

Seeing her looking worried, Duan Yu tried to appease her, saying, "Miss Wang, don't worry! Look, even if the Empress Dowager of Western Xia is powerful, she can't do anything to the Sword God!"

"That's right!" Wang Yuyan suddenly looked up. "Sword God, how will he deal with this?"

At this moment, Li Qiushui shouted, "Purple Star River!" and pointed a finger out.

laugh!
A huge purple sword shadow appeared, piercing straight at Ren Shaoyang's forehead.

Her finger strike combines both strength and gentleness, its power flowing smoothly like a torrent, specifically designed to break through hard martial arts like the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt.

Li Qiushui was confident that even if Wu Xingyun took this attack, he would hardly gain any advantage.

Faced with such miraculous martial arts, Ren Shaoyang was only slightly moved. He flicked his longsword, the tip of which met the purple sword shadow directly.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a buzzing sound rang out, the purple sword shadow trembled violently, and then disappeared without a trace with a "pop".

Li Qiushui let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from her mouth, and fell to the ground.

"what is this?"

Two voices rang out simultaneously, Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu shouting in unison.

"Hehe, this is Young Master's unique skill." Azi said with pride, hands on her hips, looking around arrogantly, "Harmony with the Heavenly Law!"

"Harmonious Heavenly Law?" Wang Yuyan exclaimed in astonishment. "What kind of martial art is this? I've never heard of its principles before; it seems to transcend even the Shifting Stars!"

"Is shifting stars and changing constellations so impressive?" Azi sneered. "Young Master's 'Harmonious Law of Heaven' is the greatest divine skill throughout history!"

Meanwhile, on a high mountain beside the Wei River.

The rocks are heavy and barren, and not a blade of grass can grow. The snow sets off the gray-iron-colored stone walls.

Jin Tai, dressed in a cotton robe with his hands in his sleeves, squatted down like an old farmer, watching the battle below the mountain.

Behind him stood a middle-aged man as imposing as an iron tower, with eyebrows that swept into his temples, a slight beard, a lion's nose, and tiger's eyes.

"Guangzu, what do you think of that Sword God's skills?"

Zhou Tong said in a deep voice, "I can't last more than a hundred moves."

Jin Tai glared at him and snapped, "You're dreaming! Do you think he's like me, letting you lie there for a hundred moves?"

Zhou Tong was filled with shame and anger, and lowered his head: "Master is right."

Jin Tai sighed and said dejectedly, "Take a good look at the intricacies of the Sword God's skills." As he spoke, he suddenly looked up and laughed.

"That old hag really came!"

Zhou Tong frowned and looked over, and saw that in the wind and snow, a sedan chair suddenly appeared suspended in mid-air, skimming across the Wei River and swinging straight toward the wooden platform.

A light veil fluttered in the wind, and a white-haired woman sat regally in the center.

Upon catching a glimpse of that stunning face, Zhou Tong said, enunciating each word clearly, "Wu Xingyun!"
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