Chapter 1301 The epiphany of that moment (three more flowers)

"Boom!"

Particularly violent power shocks and confrontations continued to unfold in the sky above the Proud Sword Terrace.

Whether it was the Guiyuan Sword Saint or the Golden Rain Sword Saint, these two well-known Sword Saint powerhouses in the Zhongxing Continent really opened the eyes of everyone in the audience today.

When the sword soul technique performed by the two of them pushed the atmosphere of the audience to the highest point, the bodies of the two sides that had stayed on the giant sword sculpture also began to move.

"Buzz ......"

An extremely powerful momentum continued to burst out from the bodies of the two Sword Saints.

In the sky above the Proud Sword Platform on Shen Chao's side, the golden rain was permeating and pouring down, as if it had ushered in a sudden storm.

In the sky above the arrogant sword platform on the Tibetan cultivation side, the white light shone in the sky, and the endless huge power rose up, like the bright moonlight that rose to the sky.

With the momentum that erupted from the ontology of both sides, it became more and more turbulent and powerful.

The power displayed by the two of them with the clone phantom conjured by the Sword Soul Technique is also extremely powerful.

"Boom!"

After another heavy collision, the two quickly retreated backwards.

The ontologies of the two of them both rose into the air and recruited their respective 'sword soul clones'.

In the Void Region, which was thousands of kilometers away, the two Sword Saint powerhouses stood opposite each other, confronting each other like giant peaks. The vast and turbulent aura is overwhelming.

"Zangxiu, whether you win or lose, this will be the last time you and I will fight. ”

Shen Chao shouted loudly, and at the same time, the divine sword in his hand bloomed with an extremely dazzling golden light.

The power of the Sword Saint was released from his body without reservation. The golden rain of light in the sky quickly revolved around its body, and the momentum was immense, like a tornado hurricane that swept across the world.

Zang Xiu's eyes were cold, and a sharp light flashed in the corners of his eyes, "In that case, then do your best!"

"Don't forget what we just said, whoever dies, the victorious side, next year today, a glass of turbid wine in front of the grave. ”

"Let me see your progress over the past hundred years!"

Tibetan Xiu was one-handed to the sky, and in an instant, the spiritual power of heaven and earth in this space became extremely restless.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth visible to the naked eye was like the water of the river from all directions, all of which converged towards his palm, and quickly condensed a giant white lightsaber.

......

From the dialogue between the two Sword Saints, everyone could clearly feel that there was a bond of sympathy between them.

For hundreds of years, the Golden Rain Sword Saint and the Guiyuan Sword Saint are not just opponents, but also friends.

If anyone dies, on this day next year, he will bear a glass of turbid wine from the other party.

At this moment, everyone present has a strong solemnity in their eyes.

"Guiyuan Sword Saint, take it!"

Shen Chao shouted loudly, and the endless rain of golden light sharply converged towards the divine sword in his palm, and the incomparably violent power restlessness caused the space to fall into distortion.

"Buzz!"

Everyone couldn't help but have the illusion that what Shen Chao was holding in his hand was not a divine sword, but a divine light given by the gods.

Shen Chao held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and a sharp sword light rose up along the blade of the sword, breaking through the sky.

And the white giant lightsaber condensed in the palm of the Guiyuan Sword Saint Zang Xiu is also domineering, earth-shattering, and powerful throughout Changhong. In just the blink of an eye, the spiritual power of heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten miles seemed to be evacuated in an instant.

"Golden Rain Sword Saint, take me a sword!"

......

"Rumble!"

The momentum moves the sea, and the sword intent shakes all directions.

In the next moment, under the tens of thousands of pairs of shocked gazes in the audience, two earth-shattering terrifying sword shadows, like collapsed pillars of heaven, slammed head-on together.

"Boom!"

The full force of the two sword saints struck, and the moment the power of these two extremely devastating sword forces fused and collided, the world fell into trembling and gloom.

The earth shakes, the mountains shake, and the wind and clouds surge.

A circle of majestic waves of light intersecting with gold and silver swept in all directions, and the mighty scene swept across thousands of armies like a sweep. Ling Jianfeng's defensive prohibition was activated to the extreme, and even so, the violent turmoil still broke through the defense of Ao Jian Tai and spread towards the periphery.

The many Holy Gate disciples and powerhouses gathered outside the arena were all shocked and hurriedly retreated towards the rear.

The space within a radius of dozens of miles was plunged into chaos, the mountains trembled, and the wind raged. Ling Jian Peak was like encountering the most ferocious hurricane tornado, and the vast and turbulent power almost enveloped the entire peak.

And the figures of the Guiyuan Sword Saint and the Golden Rain Sword Saint have long been submerged in it.

Many of the surrounding spectators had their hearts in their throats, and their faces were full of emotion.

Rao is the Great Elder of the Holy Gate, Fu Shan, the high-level elder Chi Song, Xiao Xiao and the others, all had solemn faces.

For the Holy Gate and the Nine Heavens Pavilion, this is not a hundred-year agreement between the two great sword saints in the pure sense.

and involves the face of the two major sects.

At least that's what the high-level elders on both sides think, so in today's battle, who wins and who loses, will not be as simple as imagined.

......

Hanchen, who was in the area behind the crowd, had his eyebrows tightly locked and his face was slightly pale.

This is the first time I have seen someone who can perform swordsmanship to such a shocking level, and the gap between the Venerable in the Sword and the Sage in the Sword is simply a world of difference.

"Is this the power of the Juggernaut?"

Hanchen breathed a deep sigh of relief, his eyes trembling faintly. If it weren't for the defensive prohibitions on it, I was afraid that the area within a radius of dozens of miles would be destroyed into ruins and flattened.

Everyone was silent for a while, but they all looked at Ling Jianfeng in front of them with expectant eyes.

The chaotic power gradually returned to subside, and the situation up and down the Proud Sword Platform slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

Who won?

Will one of the two Juggernauts die because of this?

When everyone saw the situation in front of them, a thick strange color suddenly appeared on their faces.

I saw that the Guiyuan Sword Saint Zang Xiu and the Golden Rain Sword Saint Shen Chao were both standing on the top of the sculptures of the two giant swords on the proud sword platform. The chaotic wind tugged at their long hair in their clothes.

The scene was quiet and eerie.

"Who won?" Elder Chisong asked Fu Shan, the Great Elder beside him, with a confused expression.

But at this moment, even Fu Shan could not determine who would win and who would lose.

......

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

At this moment, the Guiyuan Sword Saint and the Golden Rain Sword Saint actually looked up to the sky and laughed.

The crowd was even more confused, what was going on?

"Tibetan cultivation. Shen Chao stopped laughing and said, "Although you and I are up and down, I have a sword in my hand, and you don't have a sword in your hand." In weapons, I have the upper hand. So in this competition, I am willing to bow down. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience couldn't help but be confused.

The Golden Rain Sword Saint actually chose to admit defeat?

The high-level elders of the Holy Gate couldn't help but soften their faces, and the breath they were holding in their hearts was relieved.

However, the Guiyuan Sword Saint shook his head, waved his hand and said, "If I have a sword in my hand, I may be defeated by your sword." Only without a sword in the palm of my hand can I do whatever I want. So, you're not taking much advantage. ”

"In that case, let's settle it with a draw!"

"That's very good. The Guiyuan Sword Saint nodded, a gentle smile on his face.

"Today's battle is over. On other days, cook wine and treat each other!"

"Why do you have to wait for him, there is wine today, can the Golden Rain Sword Saint dare to have a drink with me?"

"Hahahaha, the Guiyuan Sword Saint is really bold, but it will be disrespectful below. ”

"Let's go!"

......

As soon as the words fell, the Guiyuan Sword Saint and the Golden Rain Sword Saint successively turned into a flowing shadow that rose into the sky and disappeared from the sight of everyone in the audience.

This sudden change made everyone speechless for a long time.

Not long ago, the two of them looked like they would never give up if they didn't fight to the death. The contrast between before and after really made many people not react.

"The battle between the two saints is really exciting, but this result?"

"That's the best, isn't it true that you really want one of the two great sword saints to fall?"

"Okay! It's too much of an addiction anyway, and it doesn't matter who wins or loses. ”

......

In amazement, everyone gradually came back to their senses.

The high-ranking elders of the Holy Gate also felt that there was nothing wrong with a draw, after all, the strength of the Human Golden Rain Sword Saint was there. Such a result can be called a happy for all.

For many sword cultivators here, today's Battle of the Two Saints is definitely a rare 'education'.

Many sword cultivation geniuses have more or less understood some guidance on swordsmanship.

And Hanchen is one of them.

As soon as the battle was over, Hanchen hurriedly left Ling Jian Peak and returned to the mountain behind the Tianxuan Palace.

The silent back mountain, under the sunlight, the surface of the lake sparkles.

The lush jungle exudes a fresh scent of greenery.

Hanchen sat cross-legged in the middle of the lake, his eyes closed, and the scene of the battle between the Guiyuan Sword Saint and the Golden Rain Sword Saint was constantly replaying in his mind, carefully trying to figure out every detail.

Venerable in the Sword!

Hanchen had already reached the pinnacle of the Sword Venerable, and he was only one step away from the Sword Sage. All that's missing is an epiphany, a streamer, or a hint......

Previously, Hanchen had observed the battle between the two Sword Masters more carefully than anyone else.

In his mind, almost every detail of the scene was recorded, and the gap between himself and the Sword Master could be found from them. But it's easy to say, but it's incredibly difficult to actually do.

"Surely, what I can find out is the problem......"

Hanchen tried his best to soothe any distractions in his heart, and seriously comprehended the sword path contained in the two sword saints' moves.

In the eyes of others, Hanchen wanted to cross that 'hurdle' just by virtue of a sword master battle, which was simply a fool's dream. But Hanchen obviously realized that moment of brilliance before, and sometimes, epiphany is so simple. An action from someone else, a reminder, or even a word that is said inadvertently. can be the source of epiphany......

With the last trace of confusion, Hanchen gradually entered the state of cultivation.

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(Ask for Huahua, beg to be smashed by Huahua and faint!)