"How is that possible? Uncle Shi couldn't even catch Ximen Blowing Snow's sword?! ”

On the square, Yue Buqun's face was in disbelief. He didn't expect that his uncle Feng Qingyang would be defeated, and he would be defeated so completely.

You must know that Feng Qingyang is a myth in the Xiaoao plane, an undefeated myth, Feng Qingyang broke all the laws in the world with the "Dugu Nine Swords", but now he is defeated in the hands of Ximen Blowing Snow.

And those martial arts people from the Xiaoao plane were even more dumbfounded, with a bewildered look on their faces.

Most of them had grown up listening to the legend of the wind, and now, this undefeated myth had been defeated in front of them, to a man younger than him.

It's like a sudden collapse of faith in my heart.

Ten meters in the air of the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, in that huge, crystal clear world, Ximen Fuxue, dressed in a white shirt, stood with his sword in his arms.

He is like a 10,000-year-old snow lotus standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain, exuding endless loneliness and cold.

Could it be that apart from Ye Gucheng, there is no one in the world who is my opponent?

Thinking of this, the loneliness and coldness on Ximen Blowing Snow was even worse.

Compared with Ximen blowing snow, the wind of the fairy wind bones was clear, but his face was shocked.

After a while, Feng Qingyang, who came back to his senses, hugged his fist at Ximen Fuxue, took a deep look at Ximen Fuxue, and then touched the world wall and fell from the sky.

He was clear and clear, and seemed to have comprehended a trace of his own kendo from the battle with Ximen Blowing Snow.

He found an opportunity to break through!

"Brother Fang, the wind that knows Dugu Nine Swords is so clear that he can't even catch the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow."

On the roof of the trading building, Bei turned his head slightly to look at Fang Yi beside him, and asked with some surprise.

"Dugu Nine Swords is known as breaking the world's martial arts. The emphasis is on anticipating the enemy's opportunity, but Feng Qingyang has no sword intent of his own, but only inherits Dugu's swordsmanship of seeking defeat. In the final analysis, you will be influenced by others, and if you are not yourself, you will not be yourself.

And Ximen Fuxue is known as the sword god, he has stepped out of his own swordsmanship and comprehended his sword intent, his sword has no fixed moves, he pursues the highest level of swordsmanship, and any moves have no meaning to him.

Since there is no trick, how can there be a reason to crack it? Simon's sword is a sword that kills and wins. ”

Fang Yi smiled. Although entering the similar world he set up to compete, everyone's realm is suppressed, but even in the same realm, there are strong and weak differences.

"Hmph, waste, my master's face has been lost by you."

Just as the wind cleared and landed, a cold snort sounded in his ears.

Feng Qingyang turned around and saw a woman in a red robe, as beautiful as a fairy, standing on top of him, the woman exuding a noble and domineering atmosphere, looking at him indifferently.

Feng Qingyang also recognized that this domineering and beautiful woman was another smiling and arrogant plane, the leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect - Dongfang Bai.

"Oriental girl, I don't know who your master is?"

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and frowned, and asked with his fists clenched.

That's right, I was defeated at the hands of Simon Blowing Snow, but what does it have to do with you?

If it weren't for Feng Qingyang's firm mind and old and strong, he would have been hit so hard that he would have lost his confidence in sword practice.

Now he has just come down and is scolded as a "waste", and no one is happy.

It's not bad if you didn't use a sword to cut Dongfang Bai.

"My master is a sword demon and a lonely man seeking defeat."

Dongfang Baimei's eyes glanced at Feng Qingyang, and said lightly.

As he spoke, his toes touched the ground, and his body turned into a red lightning bolt, shooting towards the world above the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, his clothes fluttering, and the light gauze tent danced, and his elegance was peerless.

The wind is clear: "??? ”

Hearing Dongfang Bai's words, Feng Qingyang was stunned, feeling that this Dongfang Bai was the apprentice of the sword demon Dugu who sought defeat.

And his swordsmanship is the "Dugu Nine Swords", no wonder Dongfang Bai scolded him.

However, Lao Feng thinks it's wrong, you Dongfang Bai is a disciple of another plane who is lonely and seeking defeat, okay!

Feng Qingyang, who had been inexplicably stabbed in his heart, glanced at Yue Buqun lightly, and his eyes fell on the two people in the world above the cultivation city.

"You know a lot about swords?"

Dongfang Baimei glanced at Ximen Blowing Snow, who was dressed in a white shirt, arrogant, and erect.

She saw Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship, back to basics, sharp, cold, and no fixed moves, this is obviously a subtle swordsmanship.

But Dugu is her master, and he is more kind to her than the mountain, how can she watch her master's swordsmanship lose at the hands of others.

"My heart is for the sword."

The arrogant Ximen Fuxue glanced at the beautiful and domineering Dongfang Bai lightly, and said coldly. There was not a trace of change in his eyes.

"The Dugu Nine Sword was created by the family teacher, and this seat does not allow it to be humiliated, before the competition, we will discuss the sword first."

Dongfang Bai said lightly.

"Yes." Ximen Fuxue nodded, and his words were shocked.

He knew that the cultivation of this absolutely beautiful and domineering woman in front of him was the pinnacle of innocence, and he also felt a strong pressure from Dongfang Bai.

"The family teacher believes that there are five realms of swordsmanship, the first realm: the sword realm, the swordsmanship is fierce and indestructible."

Dongfang Bai put her hands behind her back, and the domineering queen's temperament suddenly became undoubted, this was the realm that her master Dugu reached when he was seeking defeat and a weak crown, and began to run rampant.

On the square, some warriors heard this, although they were afraid of Dongfang Bai and did not dare to speak out, but they did not think so.

There are also some swordsmanship masters who are thoughtful, such as Ye Gucheng, Zhang Sanfeng and others.

Ximen Fuxue quietly looked at the domineering and beautiful woman in front of him, he felt that he was in this realm before he was twenty years old, and his swordsmanship was fierce and invincible.

"The second realm: the soft sword realm, this realm is described as 'fast', the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken."

Dongfang Bai said again.

The martial artists on the square were silent, and those who didn't think of it in their hearts saw that the top masters of their respective planes were silent, and they also began to ponder.

"In the third realm, the heavy sword has no edge, and it is not skillful. Let him change in a thousand ways, and I will break it by myself. ”

Dongfang Bai's face was cold, and his voice was cold.

"It is worthy of Dugu seeking defeat, and his perception of swordsmanship is close to the Tao, but it is a pity that the limitations of the plane make him stop."

Fang Yi sighed in his heart. He knew that if Dugu was born in a world like the flood wilderness, his achievements would not be low.

"Ye Gucheng, what is the next realm?"

Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile. He knew that his friend Ximen Blowing Snow had already reached the third realm, and Ye Gucheng, the lord of White Cloud City, could be as famous as Ximen Blowing Snow, which must not be low.

"No sword."

Ye Gucheng said lightly. He was obsessed with the sword all his life, ruthless, arrogant, and indifferent.

"The fourth realm: the realm of wooden swords, both grass, trees, bamboos and stones are swords." Dongfang Bai said lightly.

Rumble!

As soon as Dongfang Bai's words fell, the warriors on the square were in an uproar.

"It's so powerful, grass, trees, bamboos and stones can all be used as swords, isn't this a god?"

"Yes, when you fight someone, throw a stone over it, and it's a flying sword."

"Maybe the city lord can do it, you forget, he created a world out of thin air, what a great power."

“……”

On the square, a group of masters from all planes had solemn faces, and swordsmanship and other martial arts had similarities.

Most of them had been moving towards this goal, but Dongfang Bai told them that this was only the fourth realm.

Ximen Fuxue nodded, he and Ye Gucheng are in the fourth realm, people are swords, swords are people, and people and swords are one.

"The fifth realm: no moves, no sword."

Dongfang Bai didn't care what everyone in the square thought, and said lightly. Said that the perfect eyes quietly watched the West Gate blowing snow.

"I lost." Simon Blowing Snow was silent for a moment, his voice heavy. The Wooden Sword Realm, he has reached it, but what is no sword and no move?

"Why didn't I know that the master had such an apprentice?"

On the square, a giant sculpture that was only one person tall, and the black and ugly giant sculpture revealed human doubts and mouthed people.

Its master's swordsmanship of Dugu is better than that of Ximen Blowing Snow, so he is naturally happy.

But it didn't know that its master Dugu was defeated, and there was such an apprentice as Dongfang Bai?

...

"Oriental girl, what is the realm of no sword and no moves?"

Ye Gucheng, who was in the audience, raised his head and asked suddenly. After listening to Dongfang Bai's words, he seemed to have opened a door to the way of the sword, because his "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky" seemed to have reached the threshold of no moves.

"There is no sword in the heart, and there is no sword in the hand."

Dongfang Bai glanced at Ye Gucheng and said lightly.

Damn, there is no sword in my heart, no sword in my hand, how to practice swords? The warriors looked confused.

"Oriental girl, has anyone reached that realm?"

Simon Fuxue asked suddenly.

"Yes, the sword technique in the hands of the waste you defeated just now was created by the family teacher, and the family master is the fifth realm."

Dongfang Bai glanced at the wind Qingyang below and said lightly.

The wind is clear: "???"

……