The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

But she had a feeling. The sword intention of the opponent this time might be his best skill. So, Gu Yingmian also planned to deal with it seriously. "Are you ready?" Sang Zhe's voice came slowly. Gu Yiyingmian slightly adjusted her eyebrows. Such a conversation should not happen during a sword fight. After all, when the mind is focused, even casual words may lead to

This causes the Qi to leak, revealing the opponent's flaws.

As a sword practitioner, there is no reason for Sang Zhe not to understand this principle. She also didn't know why Sang Zhe said that. But as a sword practitioner, there was no reason for her to let this flaw go. The moment Sang Zhe opened his mouth, Gu Yingmian's sword intent was ready to attack. The lonely sword intent was extremely repressive as soon as it was launched. Even though Gu Yingmian deliberately suppressed her cultivation, she was still a little worried about her sword.

It would hurt Sang Zhe. But. This time. When she raised her sword. Sang Zhe's voice sounded in her ears again. It seems that Palace Master Gu is not ready. "Read?"

Gu Yingmian stared blankly at the Mengjun Sword that had been hovering at her throat without her knowing when.

And in front of him. Sang Zhe had a faint smile on his face under his mask.

? I, I lost? It's that simple? Gu Yingmian was stunned for a long time. She seemed to be trying to recall what had just happened. Why was the opponent's sword so close to her all of a sudden? She didn't feel it at all. But it wasn't that Sang Zhe's sword was so fast that she couldn't react in time. It was as if it was very natural that the opponent's sword came lightly in front of her and hovered at her throat. The whole process was done in one go, so smooth and natural that she didn't even realize that something was wrong. But being close to a sword is already a very wrong thing in itself. Gu Yingmian has been practicing swordsmanship for many years since she was a child, and has fought countless battles with countless sword practitioners.

She has a lot of practical experience and has developed an extremely sharp perception. She is confident that even if she blocks her five senses, she can still detect the sword intent and murderous aura.

, he can also easily defend against most of the attacks from sword cultivators.

But Sang Zhe's sword.

There was no murderous intent. There was not even any sword intent that he could sense. It was hard for people to be defensive against things that did not pose a threat to them. It was like a well-behaved dog that you had raised for many years and had been licking your palm gently in your arms. It was hard for you to be defensive against it suddenly biting your finger.

Gu Yingmian felt this way at the moment. She didn't realize how the sword approached her. But when she came to her senses, she was already at a critical point. She lost for no apparent reason. Looking at Gu Yingmian's dazed eyes, Rouzhe slowly handed over the Mengjun Sword.

He bowed and said, "Palace Master Gu, I'm grateful for your help." Gu Yingmian stared at Sang Zhe blankly. She suddenly understood what Sang Zhe meant by that sentence. Are you ready? It seems that Palace Master Gu is not ready. She is indeed not ready. She is not ready to take on this sword that is completely beyond her cognition. After returning the Mengjun Sword to Gu Yingmian, Sang Zhe bowed again and prepared to leave. But Gu Yingmian suddenly stopped him. "The sword intent that Master Sang just used" her voice was faintly bitter, "I have never seen Master Sang use it before."

"What's your name?" Sang Zhe turned around and smiled. "It's called..." "The Sword of Peaceful Life."

146. Where did we lose?

Qingping Fusheng Sword. After Yi Yingmian returned, her mind was full of this famous book. She walked a few steps from the backyard to the bedroom in a daze.

, with a confused look on his face.

She never knew where she lost. From childhood to adulthood, she had been defeated before, and she had also seen many powerful

The amazing sword intent.

But no matter how powerful the sword intent was, Gu Yingmian only felt that it was powerful.

She did not think that her sword intent could not reach that level. This was her absolute confidence in the sword. Only the Qing Ping Fu Sheng she saw today. From the moment Ying Mian saw this sword intent, a feeling inexplicably surged in her heart.

An insurmountable despair.

She didn't understand. Was this sword power really so strong that she couldn't even begin to catch up?

?

But he was already the strongest swordsman in the world. Was he really that weak? Gu Yingmian vaguely realized that he was being too picky. He had practiced swordsmanship all his life, and had devoted almost all of his energy to the sword.

There is no reason why I would lose so unclearly in one level. "Qing Ping Fu Sheng Jian" is indeed powerful and unique, but what really makes me feel helpless is

Where the law reaches, there must be other mysteries.

But she really couldn't figure out what was so powerful about the Qingping Fusheng Sword.

After returning to the palace, Gu Yingmian fell asleep without wanting to do anything.

But lying in bed, I kept tossing and turning, unable to sleep all night. .Where did I lose?

On the other side, Sang Zhe was also not calm at the moment. As soon as he returned to his residence, he immediately threw away his previous calm and carefree attitude.

, impatiently asking Nian Nian:

"What the hell." Is the Qingping Fusheng Sword so awesome?" "Didn't you say it was a sword technique at the Foundation Establishment level?" "Who knows." Nian Nian was vague, "Maybe I saw it wrong before." Sang Zhe: "?" How could you see this thing wrong?

Are you kidding me? "Tell me the truth, have you told me something again?" Nian Nian was getting a little impatient with his questioning, and could only sigh helplessly: "Just think of this system as being soft-hearted and adding a cheat for you." Hearing about the cheat, Sang Zhe's eyes lit up. "Read it, why didn't you say so earlier." He approached Nian Nian affectionately and said with a charming face: "I

I know that Nian Nian is the best to me, and she would definitely not want to see me being so miserable all the time."

Anyway, I've already given one, so it doesn't matter if I give ten or eight more? "He rubbed his hands excitedly. ...Who is yours? You're asking for more."

Nian Nian snorted softly, looked away guiltily, and lowered her voice a little: "No, but this cheat is not as powerful as you think."

"Although the 'Pure and Peaceful Life Sword' has been added to your mask mode, this sword technique only has an additional suppressive attribute on the sword wielder. It does not mean that you really have the capital to compete with the Mahayana cultivators."

You can only fight with the Tribulation Realm cultivators now, so don't try to mess with other Mahayana Realm cultivators."

This is definitely no problem. There are only a few Mahayana cultivators in the entire cultivation world. I don't think it's possible to run into them.

You can touch it.

Sang Zhe was already very satisfied that he could fight a cultivator in the Crossing Tribulation Realm openly. "Now, I have already discussed with Gu Yingmian, will things really turn out as you said?

Is that going so smoothly?"

"We'll see." Nian Nian pushed up her glasses and said calmly, "In a few days, Gu Yingmian will begin to doubt his swordsmanship."

"If the effect is slow, you should fight her a few more times." When she is completely tortured by the "Qingping Fusheng Sword" and doubts her life, her Tao heart will gradually become unstable, and her sword cultivation will regress sharply. "In addition, now, the Mengjun Sword that she relies on the most can no longer provide her with help."

"Within half a month, Gu Yingmian was so disheartened that he couldn't even use his sword.

“And Gu Yingmian, who can’t use a sword, is not worthy of being called a Mahayana cultivator.” Sang Zhe’s eyes also sparkled: “Then when the time comes, I will return to the Demonic Path and challenge her again as the Lord of Hell.”

Then, while she is weak, I will defeat her in one fell swoop, snatch her Mengjun Sword, become famous in one battle, and make the Demonic Path officially one of the holy places that dominate the world! "

"And I, the illustrious and prestigious Demon Lord of Prisons, can finally fulfill my wish and become the head of the Prison Department that I have always dreamed of!"

Such a bright prospect made Sang Zhe couldn't help but smile knowingly. Seeing his face full of joy, Nian Nian couldn't help but glance at him. Whether it would be smooth or not was still uncertain. "

Don't be anxious, after all, the other party is a cultivator of the Mahayana realm, and a unique swordsman. "

Fang Yi has adjusted himself, I advise the host to pack up and run away as soon as possible, and don't provoke him anymore."

That's right. It's better to be safe than sorry. If I really find out that he is still a Mahayana cultivator, then my life is more important than my face. "Then I can experience the feeling of showing off in front of a Mahayana cultivator a few more times in the next few days." When Sang Zhe thought of this, he felt happy and went to bed happily.

When the sky was just beginning to lighten, Gu Yingmian was still staring blankly at the ceiling.

She hadn't been able to fall asleep the whole night. As soon as she closed her eyes, Sang Zhe raised his hand and swung the sword in her mind. After a long silence, she slowly got up.

Wrapping her slender waist, she stepped barefoot on the soft carpet in the bedroom.

Gu Yingmian sat in front of her dressing table, looking at the eyes, lips, and breath in the bronze mirror.

The beautiful woman's face was pure but somewhat pure. She was in a trance for a long time. ...Gu Yingmian. " "You can't give up." She suddenly talked to herself. You have poured everything into the way of the sword, and your efforts will be rewarded.

"You must believe in yourself, believe in your efforts, and believe in the Mengjun Sword." "They will not let you down." As she spoke, she gently summoned the Mengjun Sword, placed it on the table, and stroked it carefully.

Come.

The Mengjun Sword now seemed to be much colder to him. In the past, when he caressed the sword so gently, the Mengjun Sword would tremble slightly and make a sword sound in response.

But now, it just lay there motionless. It seemed too lazy to respond to me. "…Do you also think that I have regressed?" A trace of bitterness flashed in Gu Yingmian's beautiful eyes.

astringent.

She was silent for a long time, and finally slowly dispelled the confusion in her eyes. "If you just stop like this, how can you see the right path of swordsmanship in the future?" "It's just a failure." She consoled herself, "I am not Gu Yingmian.

Someone who can't afford to lose. "Today, I will go and see Master Sang again to see who is better."

Having said that, she stood up, washed and dressed, and returned to being the elegant and refined leader of the Sword Camp.

But to her surprise, when she reached the door, Gu Yingmian happened to see Sang Zhe, who seemed to have been waiting at the door for a long time. "Palace Master Gu, I am shameless enough to come and ask for advice again."

I wonder if Palace Master Gu is ready this time? "Sang Zhe said with a smile. (Mother's Day, my mother came back from her hometown and recovered. I have been taking care of her until now.

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(The next two updates may be late. Sorry.)

147. Don’t just look at the sword, look at the person

The backyard of Gu Yingmian's palace. Once again, Gu Yingmian stood here with a sword in hand, her beautiful eyes focused. Opposite her, Sang Zhe was just like last time, silently making a strange starting move.

This time, Gu Yingmian was more focused than ever. She didn't dare to underestimate him anymore, and from the beginning she tried her best to

The state is elevated to the extreme.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Sang Zhe's sword. She couldn't believe that she would lose the sword art she had practiced all her life and was most proud of.

I couldn't even see the opponent's sword clearly.

Gu Yingmian was not going to sit and wait like she did last time. This time, she had to make the first move. Seeing that Sang Zhe was ready, Gu Yingmian took a deep breath and her beautiful eyes

cool.

The next moment, Gu Yingmian's sword intent flashed like silver light and went straight ahead. Gu Yingmian did not hold back at all with this sword. It was her most powerful sword intent. When she drew her sword, she was also not careless. All her attention was on Sang Zhe's sword.

As long as the opponent moves his sword, he can instantly come up with thousands of counter-measures. No matter what, it is impossible for him to be approached without any warning like last time.

But Sang Zhe unexpectedly did not move. He allowed Gu Yingmian to stare at the sword in his hand, but Sang Zhe only moved slowly.

Wait until her sword is close to her, then raise your hand.

The next moment, Gu Yingmian's sword stabbed into the air. The sword in Sang Zhe's hand was already across Gu Yingmian's neck.

Gu Yingmian was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head in disbelief.

head.

He looked at the sword across his throat. And Sang Zhe who had stood beside him without him noticing. "It seems that Palace Master Gu is still not ready. Sang Zhe once again pretended to be deep.

Shen Xiaojiu said such a pretentious line.

But Gu Yingmian didn't understand. This time, she saw clearly how Sang Zhe's sword moved. He raised the sword in a very ordinary way, and then slowly and even awkwardly moved the sword.

Across his throat.

But none of the ten ways of counterattack in his mind could be used.

It's as if the body is being held hostage by the other person.

Even his body didn't try to resist. Gu Yingmian couldn't understand why this happened. It was as if his body didn't belong to him anymore. What kind of sword intent could control even the other party? Gu Yingmian couldn't figure it out, but Sang Zhe was about to leave. "Wait!" Gu Yingmian said anxiously, "Again, again!" Sang Zhe didn't refuse. It was just the second time. The third time. The fifth time. The tenth time. For a whole day, from early morning to dusk, Sang Zhe and Gu Yingmian fought more than a dozen times. Gu Yingmian's sword didn't touch Sang Zhe's body once.

But Sang Zhe's sword could easily stop in front of Gu Yingmian's vital points every time.

At first, Gu Yingmian was just unwilling to accept it. She gritted her teeth, thinking that she had underestimated the enemy or had not focused. But after one or two times, her mind began to waver. After eight or ten times, she gradually became a little depressed and impatient. After more than ten times, her panting became clearer and clearer.

There was even some blood in it.

Her hair was messy and even a little messy. …Palace Master Gu.” Seeing her appearance, Sang Zhe was also a little worried that she would go crazy if she continued.

, he couldn't help but worry: "How about we stop here today?"

"Let's continue tomorrow after the Palace Master has rested and adjusted." Gu Yingmian wanted to shake her head and continue. But she suddenly realized that she didn't even know how to start the next round.

I can't think of it. A whole day of high-intensity sword fighting made her a little exhausted. After a long silence, she finally nodded bitterly. "It seems that I am still not ready." "I'm wasting Mr. Sang's time." "Palace Master, you are too polite." Sang Zhe bowed politely, "Palace Master's sword intent is rare in the world: it is indeed powerful." Speaking of sword intent alone, the junior is willing to admit defeat and sigh that he is not as good as you." Gu Yingmian frowned. What do you mean by this? You beat me, and you still say that your swordsmanship is not as good as mine. Are you mocking me?

But the next moment, Rouzhe hurriedly explained: "Well, I didn't mean to mock you."

Do you remember the theory I told the Palace Master last time? "The reason why the sword is called the sword is because there are not only swords, but also people who use swords." "The reason why I was lucky enough to win over the Palace Master is not because I am strong in the sword." "It is because the Palace Master only looked down at the sword." ".but did not look up at the person who used the sword." Gu Yingmian's beautiful eyes lit up slightly. It seemed that Sang Zhe's words gave her some inspiration. "I see, I'm grateful for your advice." Gu Yingmian nodded humbly: "In that case, let's stop here today. I will

Go back and think about it, and discuss it with the young master tomorrow." Sang Zhe hurriedly bowed and said, "Junior is waiting for you at any time." When Gu Yingmian lowered his head thoughtfully and left the yard, Sang Zhe wiped his sweat, hummed a little tune and prepared to leave. Suddenly, Nian Nian's voice rang in his ears: "What you just said... is it the host's own understanding of the sword?" "Of course not." Sang Zhe said with a relaxed face: "I'm talking nonsense." Nian Nian: "?" "Who do you think Gu Yingmian is?" Sang Zhe said calmly: "He is a peerless swordsman, a swordsman prodigy in the Mahayana realm." "Just talking about swordsmanship talent, even a hundred of me are not enough to fill his teeth."

In this case, even if I have a cheat like "Qing Ping Fu Sheng Jian", the cheat is still an external force after all."

"Fang Yi is really amazing. Did he figure out how to deal with the "Pure and Peaceful Life Sword" during the fight?"

"Wouldn't that mean all the efforts would be in vain?" "So." Zhe said confidently, "I have to interfere as much as possible.

"She just lost to me, and it seems that she has not yet recovered from my awesomeness."

I'll take this opportunity to throw some irrelevant nonsense at her to trick her into thinking in a different direction."

"In this way, even if we can't completely deceive her, we can at least waste some time, right?"

After saying this, Sang Zhe still had a cocky look on his face, as if to say, "So, is your host super smart?"

Nian Nian hesitated for a long time before whispering: "Well. Host. Is there a possibility?" "Hmm?" Forget it. Looking at Sang Zhe's smug look at the moment, Nian Nian finally held back.

mouth.

That's it.

Anyway, as for something like the "Qingping Fusheng Sword"... no matter how talented the other party is, he won't be able to figure out the trick.

Let this narcissistic host of mine be cocky for a while longer.

After Yingmian returned, she carefully studied what Sangzhe said. She thought about it all night and even read countless sword books. The next day, when she was fully prepared, she asked Rouzhe again.

Launched a challenge.

This time, she no longer just looked at Sang Zhe's sword. Instead, she raised her eyes and looked at Sang Zhe himself. But to Gu Yingmian's surprise, this time, she actually found the problem. When Sang Zhe once again displayed that strange sword intent, Gu Yingmian herself

The light shines brightly on the ground and the mulberry trees are folded.

This sight finally freed her from the feeling of being unable to resist. The moment Sang Zhe raised his hand, Yi Yingmian felt a terrifying pressure comparable to a mountain, which instantly swept over her body. It was not emitted by the sword, but by Sang Zhe himself.

In so many fights before, I was only focused on my swordsmanship, but I always lost to the opponent inexplicably.