Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Upon hearing this, Yan Li remained motionless, simply holding the "One Lifetime" sword horizontally in front of his chest:

"No need for further explanation!"

"Very good. Remember this next sword strike: if you can't catch it, run!"

As he spoke, Lu Fang lowered his head, his gaze falling on Xie Xiaoyi at the brocade platform on the west side:

"Thank you, brother, for borrowing the sword!"

Before Xie Xiaoyi could react, Guan Canghai was unsheathed behind him with a "clang" and flew into the sky, landing steadily at Lu Fang's feet.

Lu Fang lightly touched the ground with his toes and landed gracefully on the hilt of the Guan Cang Hai sword. He formed a sword incantation with one hand, and his sword intent surged wildly, stirring up a fierce wind.

"Where is my sword?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, six cold lights suddenly shone on the horizon.

It was Tianji, Tianxuan, Tianshu, Kaiyang, Yuheng, and Yaoguang who had been previously knocked away.

The six swords roared back into the sky, and together with the Tianquan Sword at Lu Fang's feet, the seven swords hung behind him like a peacock spreading its tail.

As the blades clashed, a boundless sword intent poured down, turning the entire sky into a chilling silver-white!

Yan Li felt an overwhelming pressure, as large as a mountain and as vast as the sea, rushing towards him, causing him to catch his breath.

But at this moment, his sword mind was clear and pure. Even if his opponent was Cui Juqing, who was now wielding a sword from the west, amidst the snow-covered Kunlun Mountains,

Or even Meng Dongye, the swordsman of Nanling, who alone ruled a city, would still dare to take a sword strike from them.

Below, in the martial arts arena, a sudden, sharp gasp erupted after a deathly silence.

"My God! What kind of move is that?!"

"Seven swords shining together! This sword intent could probably cleave a mountain!"

"Can Young Master Yan withstand this? This oppressive aura is suffocating even for me standing below the stage!"

Yan Li was not affected by the gossip of the people below; instead, his hand holding the sword became even more steady.

Slowly raising the sword, its blade reflected the light and shadow of the sky, shimmering with tiny, fragmented blue light.

"The Daoist's Seven Swords Unfurling is indeed breathtaking, but I also have a sword technique. Please, Daoist, appraise it."

Lu Fang raised an eyebrow and asked, "Which sword?"

Yan Li's eyes blazed like torches, the tip of his sword pointing directly at the seven swords behind Lu Fang, his voice echoing across the land:

"My sword strike is called: One Sword Shatters the Stars."

Even if you are at the 'Starry Sky Mystery' realm today, you might not be able to withstand this sword strike!

As soon as he finished speaking, he twisted his wrist sharply, and the Sword of a Lifetime sliced ​​through the sky. Countless points of light, like stardust, followed the blade, as if trying to shatter the sword energy of the entire sky!

A sword shatters the stars?

That's interesting!

Lu Fang's eyes surged with a sword intent that seemed to devour the heavens and earth, and his roar resounded through the sky, shaking everyone present.

"With seven swords arrayed across the heavens, I dare to summon thunder to shake the eight wastelands!"

"Heavenly Punishment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the seven swords behind him moved in response!

The seven swords—Tianquan, Tianji, Tianxuan, Tianshu, Yuheng, Yaoguang, and Kaiyang—were arranged like the Big Dipper, hovering overhead above Yan Li's head.

In an instant, the once clear sky changed color, dark clouds surged and gathered, and thunder rolled in from the depths of the clouds!

The seven swords hummed and vibrated, and a dazzling silver light shone from the spine of each sword.

Then, with a "whoosh," seven condensed sword energies shot down from the sky!

The seven sword energies cleaved through the gale and collided violently in the air, twisting directly into a purple lightning bolt as thick as a bucket!

It seemed as if only the light of this purple lightning remained in the world, completely suppressing the clamor of the martial arts arena.

The purple lightning bolt, accompanied by a deafening roar that seemed to tear through space and time, crashed down on Yan Li!

Yan Li did not dodge, nor could she dodge, so she raised her sword high.

The sword tip was aimed directly at the incoming purple lightning bolt, and the sword shattered the star to meet the Heavenly Gang Thunder Punishment head-on.

A thousand gazes were fixed on the critical point where the purple lightning and silver light collided in the training ground.

Anyone with eyes could see that Lu Fang was destined to win, because although Yan Li's sword energy was strong, it was still within the range that ordinary people could accept.

But Lu Fang's purple lightning was different; it was practically divine punishment descending upon the world. No wonder he cried out in the end—"Heavenly Punishment!"

Xie Xiaoyi forgot to tease Xue Xiaoqi, and just stared wide-eyed, muttering, "Grandma Xiaoqi, if this hits, will Yan Li be reduced to ashes?"

Xue Xiaoqi ignored him, because she was also stunned by the lightning punishment.

Just when people thought Yan Li was doomed—

A close call!

A gentle white light suddenly tore through the sky!

It was a pure white jade chessboard, about three feet square, with black and white pieces arranged in a neat and orderly fashion, seemingly still retaining some of the lingering charm of the game.

It lay perfectly positioned between the purple lightning and the sword energy, moving so fast that its trajectory was impossible to discern.

boom--

A deafening roar erupted, and a violent shockwave swept outwards.

Most of the blue bricks in the training ground were blown away, and gravel mixed with dust shot into the sky and then crashed and pounded all around.

Everyone felt a gust of wind rush towards them, forcing them to retreat repeatedly.

When I looked up again, the white jade chessboard had been shattered into pieces, with jade fragments flying like rain, reflecting points of light in the sunlight.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure gracefully descended.

He was an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, holding a white jade chess piece in his hand, looking leisurely and content.

The old man looked up at the sky and slowly said, "You two, that's enough. Get down here!"

High in the sky, Lu Fang's Seven Star Sword Formation sword intent dissipated instantly.

Yan Li also concealed his true energy and sheathed his sword.

The two exchanged a glance, the sword light beneath their feet faded, and they slowly descended, landing steadily on the dilapidated ground of the training ground.

Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, Situ Rui quickly stepped forward and bowed to the old Taoist priest, saying, "Master."

That man was none other than Xie Daoyun, the Calculator.

He was playing chess alone when he suddenly saw the sky change dramatically, and he immediately cursed under his breath.

"One is a celestial vein, and the other is a sword marrow body."

"Two reckless young people, it seems I, the old strategist, must make my move..."

Having no suitable tools at hand, Xie Daoyun could only toss the white jade chessboard in front of him over.

The chessboard, imbued with the qi he had condensed through his life's cultivation, barely managed to shield Yan Li from this fatal lightning punishment.

Although Xie Daoyun was so heartbroken that his mouth almost stretched to the back of his head, he thought again that this was better than watching Yan Li, who possessed the "Sword Marrow Body," perish.