Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"The winner lives, the loser dies!"

"They pretend to be senior masters, eloquently commenting on the pros and cons of swordsmanship, but in reality, they are nothing more than wicked people who use others as pawns at will, exploiting their competitive spirit to satisfy their bloodlust...!"

"This Xuanyuan Sword in my hand is a family heirloom. When my mother gave it to me, she told me, 'A swordsman should not fold too many pieces of paper!'"

“I often think about what those words really mean.”

Su Chang gazed at the sword formation in the sky:

"At this moment, I've finally figured it out. Could she have meant 'The sword may be broken, but the will cannot be taken away'?"

"You wicked fellow, don't even think about dampening the morale of Yanqing's elite guards!"

"Oh ho?!"

Suddenly, a mocking voice came from the sword formation above.

"Kid, what do you think?!" Rongju said to Yanqing with a smile.

"I……"

Yanqing was still hesitating.

"If I were to actually kill Mr. Yan Huan here, the general... would certainly not let me off easily."

"Besides... I just wanted to have a competition, I didn't want to kill anyone."

"???"

Yan Huan's eyes widened as she listened to this statement:

"Damn, how confident are you?"

"Come on, let's have a fight to the death!"

He pointed to the sword formation in the sky and shouted:

"You two better not beg me to stay alive later!"

"Yan Huan, don't be silly!"

Dan Heng's voice came from inside the pocket. He said seriously:

"How could you possibly fight Xiao Weisheng to the death? You're being too extreme."

"What the hell is that noise?!" The molten torch in the sky, hearing the sudden sound, said disdainfully:

"Kid, that voice really sounds like that Moon-Drinking Dragon Lord!"

"How about this, have them bring over this 'Moon-Drinking Dragon Lord,' that 'Star Core Hunter,' the nameless man with the cane, and that woman..."

Let's settle all old and new scores at once!

"..."

Yan Huan listened silently to Sui Yang's instigation, utterly shocked:

"Are you really not leaving him any way out?"

“That’s excellent!” Yanqing raised her head.

"?"

To Yan Huan's surprise, Yan Qing said very seriously:

"With Yanqing's current swordsmanship, it would indeed be a bit unfair to fight him one-on-one. It's not uncommon for Mr. Yan Huan to resort to despicable means."

"So, I don't blame him."

"???" Yan Huan's eyes widened.

Yanqing continued:

"If we could find them all, maybe we could get some..."

Swah——

As a chilling sword aura flew past, Yanqing watched helplessly as a strand of her hair fell to the ground.

He looked ahead again and saw Yan Huan holding the iron sword, pointing it at him.

"Come, come, this time I'll let you make the first move, so everyone can see just how skilled you are with your swordsmanship!"

"Exactly what I want!"

Yan Qing gripped his longsword tightly, his gaze growing increasingly fervent: "Mr. Yan Huan, please forgive me!"

From the perspective of the other three, Yan Qing rushed to Yan Huan in the blink of an eye.

The longsword in his hand danced wildly like a snake, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

Clang clang clang clang clang—!!

Yan Huan gripped the iron sword with one hand and parried with the same speed. The two moved so fast that Gui Naifen, Huo Huo, and Su Chang, who were watching, could barely keep up with the naked eye!

Immediately afterwards, Yan Qing changed his move again, tilting his body to the side and thrusting at Yan Huan's chin from below at a very tricky angle.

Clang——! !

As expected, Yan Huan blocked the sword strike once again.

Yanqing is fast, but Yan Huan is even faster!

Chapter 504 Get Out of Here

"what?!"

Yan Qing's eyes widened, and he tried to push Yan Huan's sword back with all his might, but he found that he had no success.

He could only watch helplessly as the soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground of the Dragon Prayer Altar, leaving a trail of hot sparks.

He was completely suppressed and forced to retreat!

In terms of speed and power, he couldn't compare to Yan Huan at all.

"Mr. Yan Huan, you didn't use any swordsmanship at all!" Yan Qing shouted.

"You're just using speed and strength to suppress me!"

"???"

Yan Huan pressed her sword against Yan Qing, looking completely bewildered:

"Didn't you say you were going to show off your swordsmanship? I'm not going to show off, I'm just blocking your attacks and you're not happy about it."

During the attack, Yan Huan did not use any sword techniques; he was merely parrying.

"...Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Yanqing abandoned the fight and retreated sharply, the surrounding cold air condensing into flying swords.

Looking at the sword formation that had formed before him, Yan spoke:

"Actually, I've always been curious whether these magic-like moves can really be considered swordsmanship?"

"Calling it a spell is more appropriate."

"Mr. Yan Huan, there's no point in saying more. Let me show you my new move!"

At Yan Qing's command, not only the flying swords around him, but also the huge sword formation in the sky rained down swords, crashing down on Yan Huan like meteors.

Gui Naifen, Huo Huo, and Su Chang only saw Yan Huan's figure rapidly changing position amidst beams of azure light.

Gradually, they could no longer see clearly.

The torrential rain of swords bombarded the entire Qilong Altar, leaving it riddled with craters, and the roaring sword cries made Su Chang involuntarily cover her ears.

"My God... Brother Yanqing is too ruthless. This kind of sword rain could kill an ordinary person hundreds of times over."

"Luckily, it wasn't me who was fighting him."

At this moment, Yan Qing was suspended in the air, controlling the massive sword formation and bombarding the spot where Yan Huan had appeared below.

But the dense rain of swords gradually obscured Yan Qing's vision, and slowly, he could no longer sense Yan Huan's presence.

"Huh?! Where did you hide?!"

“Mr. Yan Huan, if you think dodging can solve the problem, then you are underestimating Yan Qing!”

"I will force you to use your sword techniques!"

Swish Swish Swish Swish——

A terrifying rain of swords pounded the ground of the Dragon Prayer Altar, but Gui Naifen, Huo Huo, and Su Chang remained completely unharmed.

Yanqing did not want to harm the innocent, so she had Jianyu avoid them.

"My goodness!" Gui Naifen exclaimed.

"My family members are incredibly skilled! Their flying swords rained down like rain, yet they didn't manage to hit him at all!"

"He's so fast I can't even see him anymore!"

Huo Huo nodded vigorously:

"Even so, Mr. Yan Huan did not launch an attack on Yan Qingxiaowei. He must be waiting for an opportunity..."

Su Chang gazed at the rain of swords falling before her, scratching her head in the blue light:

Is it possible that he ran away?

……

Inside Suiyuan Garden.

Jing Yuan looked at Yan Huan, who had suddenly appeared before him, with a puzzled expression, and asked curiously:

"What's wrong? Why did you suddenly come looking for me?"

Yan Huan sat down next to Jing Yuan, picked up a grape from the fruit plate, put it in her mouth, and said helplessly:

"Your apprentice has lost his mind. Go check on him."

"Oh? What makes you say that?"