Film and Television: A Man in White Horse, Begins by Becoming an Apprentice of Yu Sheng Demon

Rainy Day said casually.

"Holy crap, I always thought you were just bragging, Sword Immortal, but I never expected you to be a real immortal."

Zhao Xun's face was full of admiration, but after the admiration, a deep worry appeared on his face.

At this moment, Jian Jiuhuang had also stepped forward.

"This was the first time I had ever seen Deng Tai'a draw his sword. I had never even heard of him drawing his sword in the martial arts world. The fact that you were able to make him draw his sword shows how powerful you are."

Jian Jiuhuang looked on with envy.

You should know that in the world today, there are three top swordsmen: Li Chungang, Wang Xianzhi, and Deng Tai'a, who just mentioned it.

Of the three, Wang Xianzhi was the most famous. His saying, "I am second in the world, but no one can be number one," left the martial arts world helpless.

Next comes the Sword God Li Chungang, wielding two green snakes in his sleeves. He was unrivaled for sixty years. His most famous line is: "If Heaven had not given birth to me, Li Chungang, the way of the sword would have remained in eternal darkness." This perfectly encapsulates his legacy.

The last one, and the most mysterious, is Deng Tai'a, the Peach Blossom Sword God.

No one has ever seen him draw his sword, because he believes that no one in the world is worthy of his drawing.

Arrogant, yet somehow it makes sense, even evokes agreement. After all, he can suppress the swordsmanship with just a peach blossom branch.

Now, Yutian has made Deng Tai'a draw his sword, and right from the start, which shows that Yutian's strength has been recognized by Deng Tai'a.

Jian Jiuhuang gazed at the rainy sky, his eyes filled with deep admiration.

At this moment, Yu Tian was regulating the ten drops of water and milk within his body. Having just fought Deng Tai'a, Yu Tian felt that his Undying Heavenly Skill seemed to have improved.

At this moment, as Xu Fengnian looked in the direction Deng Tai'a had gone, the flame of hope that had been ignited was instantly extinguished.

"None of these are reliable; only by having your own strength can you determine what kind of life you will have."

Xu Fengnian muttered to himself.

At that moment, a wisp of demonic energy flashed in his eyes.

Chapter 138: The Great Battle Against Wang Xianzhi, the Second Strongest King in the World

When the group arrived at Wudi City in the rain, various forces had already arrived there ahead of them.

Even on a rainy day, he sat on the roof of the carriage, his eyes slightly closed, looking unusually relaxed.

"Is this the Martial Emperor City?"

Shu Xiu looked around at the pedestrians who were full of vitality. They were carrying weapons and had a fierce look on their faces.

"Yes, the people who live here either want to challenge Wang Xianzhi, the second-best martial artist in the world, or they stay in Martial Emperor City to watch Wang Xianzhi and his challengers fight, thereby gaining insights into their own martial arts."

Jian Jiuhuang replied.

At this moment, the city of Wudi was filled with the sounds of people rushing towards the city wall and tower.

"What's going on here?"

Shu Xiu asked curiously.

"It seems someone has challenged Wang Xianzhi."

Jian Jiuhuang, his face a mixture of tension and excitement, murmured to Shu Xiu.

"Oh? Then can we go take a look?"

Listening to Jian Jiuhuang and Shu Xiu's conversation on a rainy day, Yu Tian opened his eyes and looked at the scene of sword energy covering the sky and earth atop Wudi City.

He spoke to Shu Xiu and Jian Jiuhuang.

"It seems that Li Chungang is challenging Wang Xianzhi. I am very familiar with Li Chungang's sword energy, so I should be right."

Rainy Day said casually.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chungang was already hovering in the air, looking at Wang Xianzhi.

Li Chungang wore a green robe, his white hair fluttering, and his figure was as straight as a sword. Although he did not have a sword in his hand, it seemed as if he was surrounded by thousands of sword intents.

Wang Xianzhi, dressed in white as snow, with white hair and beard, exuding an otherworldly air, stood on towering waves, like an unshakeable immortal.

Li Chungang's eyes were sharp, and he let out a clear shout that shook the heavens.

"Wang Xianzhi, you broke my wooden horse and ox with two fingers back then. Today, I want to see how you break my weapon without a sword!"

Immediately afterwards, his momentum surged, and he shouted loudly at Wang Xianzhi.

"Here comes the sword!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve, and the thousands of swords in Martial Emperor City were summoned, unsheathing themselves and turning into a rain of swords that swept towards Wang Xianzhi.

Wherever the rain of swords passed, the air hissed as if it were being sliced, as if the entire world was shrouded in this rain of swords.

Wang Xianzhi remained calm, his hands behind his back. Facing the fierce barrage of sword attacks, he only slightly changed his mind.

In an instant, the waters of the East Sea surged up, forming several enormous waterspouts, like roaring dragons, meeting the rain of swords from the sky.

The rain of swords collided with the waterspout, producing deafening sounds. Countless sword blades were shattered into fragments and dust by the impact of the waterspout, falling into the deep sea.

Seeing this, Li Chungang's eyes burned even brighter, and he laughed loudly.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I've had a proper, unrestrained fight since the battle with the rain a few months ago."

Then, he took a deep breath, his aura surged, and he shouted again.

"One sword opens the gate to heaven."

The scattered fragments of the sword seemed to be drawn together by some mysterious force, quickly gathering together and fusing into a huge divine sword.

The divine sword shone brightly, as if it contained the power to create the world.

Li Chungang gripped the divine sword with both hands, swung it forcefully, and the sword, carrying an indomitable momentum, slashed towards Wang Xianzhi.

This sword strike seemed to cleave the heavens and earth in two, with the Heavenly Gate faintly appearing in the clouds. Its powerful aura caused the entire East China Sea to boil, with towering waves and changing colors of the wind and clouds.

Wang Xianzhi sensed the power of the sword strike, and his expression turned serious.

He pushed his hands forward, and the seawater in front of him instantly condensed into an indestructible wall of water, attempting to block the attack of the divine sword.

The divine sword collided with the wall of water, producing a deafening roar. The powerful impact spread outwards, creating waves hundreds of feet high.

At this critical moment, the two suddenly stopped at the same time.

And at the very top of the sky, a heavenly gate slowly appeared.

On a rainy day, he gazed at the Heavenly Gate in the sky, his brow furrowed.

The next second, the golden light from the Heavenly Gate intensified, as if something wanted to rush out from it.

On a rainy day, the wind seemed to blow beneath my feet as I slowly ascended towards the sky above the Heavenly Gate.

He shouted loudly towards the heavenly gate.

"go back."

A cold shout rang out, as loud as a thousand-foot thunderclap.

After a long while, the heavenly gate, which was shimmering with golden light, miraculously and slowly closed.

Finally, it disappeared into the sky.

"Holy crap, who was that? A single word to go back caused the Heavenly Gate to close by itself."

"How come I've never heard of him before?"

"You don't know him? Didn't you see he came with Jian Jiuhuang? If you ask me, he should be Jian Jiuhuang's friend 々々."

“You’ve addressed him as ‘friend’ far more than I do. In the end, you still haven’t figured out his identity.”

While the crowd below was chattering away, Yu Tian had already slowly walked from the void towards the East China Sea.

"It's raining, and you've arrived too."

Li Chungang looked at the rainy sky and laughed.

"Who won?"

Yu Tian nodded to Li Chungang, then asked.

"It's a draw. You saw that Heaven-Opening Sword strike just now. I didn't dare to continue, so I didn't know if Wang Xianzhi could block it. So it's a draw."

Li Chungang said indifferently.

"Are you Rainy Day?"

Wang Xianzhi looked at the rainy sky and asked in confusion.

Clearly, Wang Xianzhi had become interested in the sound of the rain-soaked gate closing.

"Yes, I came to Martial Emperor City to challenge you."

Rainy Day said casually.

"Since you're challenging me, then draw your sword."

Wang Xianzhi maintained his otherworldly demeanor and spoke coldly to Yu Tian.

"Let's skip it today. You just finished your battle with Li Chungang, so your internal energy is probably not very strong. I'll challenge you again after you've rested for a few days and replenished your internal energy."

He said coldly in the rain.

After listening to Yu Tian's words, Wang Xianzhi nodded, then transformed into a gentle breeze and flew towards the central area of ​​Wudi City.