The day of the Shushan sword debate was set three days later.

Shen Ling first arrived, and Duan Qingchen accompanied him to play in Shushan for two days, but he was also happy.

The disciples of Shushan had great respect for this sword cultivator from the Heavenly Illusion Sect, partly because of the loud signboard of the Heavenly Illusion Sect, but most importantly, it was Duan Qingchen, who was the thirteenth Taibao of Shushan, who valued him.

In the past two days, Shen Ling has seen Ye Bufan a few times, but because there are outsiders, both of them are acting on the surface, greeting a few words, and forcing their true emotions to the bottom of their hearts.

Finally.

The time came to the eve of the Shushan sword.

The moonlight is getting thicker, looking from the tower of the fifth peak, the large and small hanging mountains of Shu Mountain appear and disappear from time to time, full of mystery, fantastic, and lead people to endless reverie.

"I'm going to talk about swords tomorrow, isn't Brother Shen a little nervous?" Duan Qingchen quipped.

"Nervous?" Shen Ling smiled, "What's there to be nervous about, whether you win or lose, it's not that important to me, kendo cultivation is a lifelong thing, how can you judge a hero by a momentary victory or defeat?" What's more, this is not a life-and-death contest, and it is impossible to evaluate the level of swordsmanship, it can only be called a game. ”

"Your thinking is different from ordinary people, in order to chase fame and fortune, Shushan Sword has attracted many outstanding sword cultivators, and they are definitely so nervous that they can't sleep tonight."

Duan Qingchen said, leaning on the edge of the railing, letting the breeze blow through his delicate face, which looked even more detached and free against the backdrop of the moonlight.

Shen Ling looked at her:

"If you want to say that you Shushan is really enough, at this time, you won't announce the way of the competition, can you not make people anxious?"

"Hey, the Shushan Sword Debate has been held so many times, what way is it hard to guess?" Duan Qingchen looked a little unimpressed.

In the past, the way of discussing swords was extremely simple and rude, and they fought in the order in which they were arranged, and finally there was a ranking, which was the sword list announced by Shushan once every ten years.

Since Shushan held this grand event, most of the people at the top of the sword list are Shushan disciples, which is almost a certainty.

The rest of the famous sects of the Sword Sect occasionally came out on top, and they were also deliberately released by Shushan here, for fear of dissipating everyone's enthusiasm.

Ten years ago, the South China Sea Sword Sect was lucky and won the top spot, which made it gain a lot of popularity, and it was the first choice of those sword cultivation geniuses outside of Shushan.

This time, the South China Sea Sword Sect even participated as the second rank of sword cultivation, in a vain attempt to win the sword list again, proving that its strength is not weaker than Shushan at all, and even stronger than Shushan!

I just don't know, will Shushan give them this opportunity this time?

"Qingchen, it looks like someone is looking for you, it's so late, there must be something important..."

Shen Ling saw that there was a Shu Mountain disciple Imperial Sword flying towards this side, and he couldn't help but say a word, ready to leave.

After all, he is a member of the Heavenly Illusion Sect, and it is inconvenient to listen to the internal affairs of Shushan.

"It's okay, Brother Shen just stays good, although I am the Thirteenth Taibao, but there is nothing in the sect to tell me to do on weekdays, so I guess that eighty percent of it is related to the Shushan Sword Debate, right?"

Duan Qingchen guessed well, the disciple was approaching, volleyed on the spirit sword, and arched his hand:

"Duan Taibao, the head of the house speaks, the thirteenth Taibao will immediately go to the Wuji Hall to discuss the matter of Shushan on the sword, without further ado, please leave immediately."

"Well, I'll do it."

When Duan Qingchen heard that it was the head of the house who spoke, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and after sacrificing the spirit sword, he lightly landed on it, and turned to Shen Ling to show some apologies:

"Brother Shen, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you to enjoy the moon and drink wine."

"It's important to get down to business, after Shushan talks about the sword, it's not too late for you and me to have a drink."

Duan Qingchen nodded, "It's not early, why don't Brother Shen live in my attic, there are still a lot of rooms in the building..."

Shen Ling smiled and declined:

"Forget it, I'm a guest in Shushan, so I should follow the rules of the host, and I can't be special."

As he spoke, he flew his sword and prepared to return to his lodgings.

"I hope Brother Shen can be nominated for the sword list tomorrow." Duan Qingchen arched his hand.

"Accept your good words, I will naturally do my best."

Shen Ling smiled calmly, said "farewell" again, and flew towards a hanging mountain.

After the people left, Duan Qingchen retracted his gaze and rushed to the Wuji Hall with the Shushan disciple who came to report the news, and gradually disappeared into the night.

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Welcome Peak.

Most of the sword cultivators who came to Shushan to discuss swords were arranged here, and Shen Ling was certainly no exception.

In front of a small courtyard, the spirit sword slowly landed.

As soon as Shen Ling put away the Seven Dead Sword and was about to step in, his spiritual sense moved, and a familiar figure slowly approached behind him.

He frowned slightly, and when he recognized the man, he chuckled and turned around.

"Senior Brother Ye, it's so late, haven't you slept yet?"

"There's something in my heart, I can't sleep..."

Ye Bufan said unhurriedly, his originally delicate face looked a little cold under the reflection of the moonlight.

"Oh? What is on Senior Brother Ye's mind? Why don't you tell us about it? Shen Ling asked casually.

"I don't understand, why is there always a lot of nobles around the senior brother, even when he arrives in Shushan, he also enjoys the treatment of distinguished guests, and even the Thirteen Taibao have a lot of respect for you?"

When Ye Bufan said this, his tone was quite resentful.

Shen Ling couldn't help but smile secretly, and said in his heart, you don't have any points yourself?

But it was said in his mouth,

"Everything is fate, I'm just making friends, then again, if Senior Brother Ye had been more restrained and be a frank and unrestrained person, you and I might be able to become friends?"

"Hmph, what did I do wrong? Except for Master and Uncle, all of you look down on me one by one? Ye Bufan said ruthlessly, "You know, there are people who are more ruthless than me, and their sins are too numerous to mention, why don't you just forgive me?" ”

Shen Ling took a step forward and stared at him:

"How can a man like you, who has no righteousness and shamelessness in his heart, be convinced? Sooner or later, someone will clean them up, and you will not escape the final judgment. ”

Ye Bufan was stunned at first, and suddenly sneered:

"Righteousness and shame? In the past 18 years, who has been especially kind to me? One by one, they are treacherous, and they pour dirty water on me without even blinking an eye! If they have no righteousness, why should I be ashamed? ”

"Senior brother, do you understand that the entire immortal cultivation world is respected by strength! As long as my talent is high enough and my luck is strong enough, everyone has to surrender! ”

"You also know that history is written by the victors, and the day I reach the top, everything I have done before can be written off."

"As long as I have power in my hands, I am innocent and flawless, and everyone has to admit it!"

Shen Ling was a little impatient and immediately stopped him.

"You talk too much nonsense, I'm not the one who fell in love with you, nor is it your parents, I don't have the obligation to talk to you..."

"What... What? ”

When Ye Bufan heard this, his heart was poisoned and the fire rose, and he almost vomited blood.

"It's not early, I'm going to rest. Tomorrow's sword, as a genius sword cultivator of the Heavenly Illusion Sect, don't be ashamed? ”

After that, as soon as Shen Ling turned around, he was about to leave.

Then.

Ye Bufan couldn't bear it anymore, so he secretly pulled out the spirit sword, and with the blessing of the innate sword domain, he stabbed out with a sword!

In the past month or so, Ye Bufan's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he is about to break through the Enlightenment Realm, and he has already recovered his previous confidence.

This sword condenses the aura of domineering, and it is confident that it can pierce the body of any sword cultivator under the Jindan realm!

Electrifying stone fire.

Shen Ling's Yuan Shen moved slightly, comparable to the keen perception of the heartbeat period, allowing him to completely grasp the opponent's sword path in an instant, and with only his strong body, he forcibly deviated his body by one foot!

Ye Bufan's sword actually pierced the air?!

"Want to kill me? It seems that I can't do it without giving you some color! ”

A hint of fierceness appeared in Shen Ling's eyes, a beam of sword qi emerged from his hand, and he used one of the forty-nine swords with his backhand!

Thousands of horses galloping, breaking the enemy for thousands of miles!

The weak sword qi seems to be lethal, but it is superior to the sword intent, and it has the effect of one enemy and ten thousand!

Ye Bufan's sword momentum collapsed in an instant, and he was powerless to stop it in fright.

Just when this sword was about to hit a bloody hole in his body, on one side, a sword light was extremely cold, stabbing towards Shen Ling's dantian like a poisonous snake!

Wai Wei to save Zhao?!

Shen Ling had no choice but to dodge, and the cold sword light escaped into the night and disappeared.

"You two are both disciples of the Heavenly Illusion Sect, how can you face each other with swords? This is Shushan, not the back garden of you! ”