Ye Gucheng is a person who likes speed very much, on the sea, in Baiyun City, and at night when the moon is white and the wind is clear, he always likes to perform his light skills in the wind alone, flying under the moon.

Whenever this happens, he always feels very peaceful.

Just like the flying immortals he cast out at this moment, he is cut off from emotions and dustless.

This sword condensed the power of all the spirits in his whole body, and at the same time, he struck from a high position, and the power increased. Unless the skill and eyesight are comprehensively superior to others, no one dares to take the edge of the front, and can only take the method of retreat.

But Zhao Qing did not back down.

Not only did he not back down, but he also took a slight half step forward, and the long sword in his hand was swung out at will, without bounds and out of order.

The sword is swung out, like the sunset, like the scorching sun, like a rainbow, like a dark cloud, like movement and stillness, like virtual and real, such as on the left, and on the right, like in front, and behind, like fast and slow, like empty and real.

Under this sword, the sword light in the sky seemed to be melted and dispersed by an astonishing heat, and it was like an extreme chill, freezing every inch of the surrounding air.

The blade of the sword crossed a semi-circular arc, like a broken sunset, red as blood, flowing gold and stones.

After the arc, it is a straight stab, exhausting the pure straight stab after the change.

The Fourteenth Sword of Death!

With the help of the pressure brought by Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortals, Zhao Qing fused the Thirteen Deadly Swords that had not been practiced for a long time into one, and naturally made the fourteenth change.

That change is the essence of the thirteen sword moves, the soul of the swordsmanship.

It is not necessarily the fourteenth sword that Yan Thirteen and Xie Xiaofeng comprehended. Because, as long as it can fully exert all the changes and power of the thirteen swords, then it is the fourteenth sword, and it is the branches and leaves that the first thirteen swords nourish together.

After using this sword, the sword in Zhao Qing's heart had already broken away from the shackles of the body and turned into a spirit and divine will.

This is the transcendent realm in kendo that is similar to "man is the sword, and the sword is the man", but it is half a step further.

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On one side of heaven and earth, the white clouds are falling, and the fairy spirit is ethereal; On the other hand, there is decay, depletion, and apoptosis.

Many people know that Ye Gucheng is practicing the swordsmanship of killing, although he has reached the realm of sending and receiving freely, but when it comes to the weight of killing intent, only Ximen Blowing Snow can be compared in the world.

But at this moment, everyone on the sidelines realized the fact that the sword that Zhao Qing was using now had a murderous aura far surpassing Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortals.

If it is said that the flying immortals outside the sky carry a kind of ruthless killing intent of the flying immortals looking down on the common people, then Zhao Qing's swordsmanship is a dark python eager to devour life.

The collision of the two auras was silent, but intense.

Countless tiny sword qi vortices were born, stirred, and then died.

And the people watching the battle also seemed to be shocked by this calm and terrifying confrontation.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened, and cold sweat trickled down.

He originally thought that the sword technique Zhao Qing had used three months ago was already the most terrifying move in the world, but he didn't expect that there were still sword moves in the world such as the Flying Immortals and the Fourteen Swords of Death.

The face of the wooden road man was solemn. He suddenly found that Ye Gucheng's strength had made great progress compared to four months ago, and a head-to-head confrontation could completely threaten his life.

And Zhao Qing's strength seems to be even better.

Because, he had already seen that the dark giant python had begun to suppress and devour the snow-white sword qi on the opposite side at this moment.

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The flawless, god-like Flying Immortals outside the sky were actually disintegrating and crushing in front of the Fourteen Swords of Death.

The distance between the two swords is almost close!

At this moment, fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Ye Gucheng's face and hands.

He had already seen that in the next moment, Zhao Qing's sword would gently open his sword and stab into his throat!

How much killing intent did Zhao Qing's sword have? Will she temporarily retract her strength?

Ye Gucheng didn't know, and he didn't think about it, he only thought about one thing: how to deal with the sword moves in front of him!

But in the face of this terrible sword, he couldn't even think of a way to crack it!

Ye Gucheng's talent may not be inferior to Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan in later generations, but he has never had an opponent like the two of them who are equal and put heavy pressure on each other.

At the age of twenty-five or sixteen, his swordsmanship almost stopped improving, and he fell into a realm of loneliness in his heart and difficulty in finding his opponents, just like the old man of heaven in the past.

Therefore, the Flying Immortal he created did not have a half-point advantage over the Fourteenth Sword of Death.

Not only did he not have the slightest advantage, but under Zhao Qing's sword moves that seemed to have been integrated into the breath of heaven and earth, he fell into an absolute disadvantage.

Exhausted, exhausted, perished...... This was what he sensed from the sword a few feet away.

It was a strange feeling, as if it was fate that I should have died by this sword.

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Ye Gucheng did not die under this sword after all.

Suddenly, Zhao Qing's sword momentum deviated by an inch or two, and it was pointed straight at the tip of Ye Gucheng's sword.

Of course, Zhao Qing's purpose was not to kill Ye Gucheng, besides, satisfying the swordsmanship instinct of the Fourteen Swords by killing people would only reduce his mastery of sword moves.

She had already thought that if she created the fifteenth sword and could master it perfectly, this ultimate sword mastery would mean that she had achieved her goal of entering the dream this time.

Therefore, when Zhao Qing broke through the Flying Immortals outside the sky, she naturally gained a little speed and strength.

At the same time, at the moment when Zhao Qing touched the tip of his sword with the tip of his sword, it seemed that a lightning bolt suddenly struck Ye Gucheng's heart!

With the lightning that tore apart a person's heart, Ye Gucheng thought of a lot in an instant!

He suddenly remembered many things, remembered the hard work that never stopped every morning and dusk, remembered the blood of his opponent under his sword, and remembered the blue sea and blue sky, the brilliant sunshine like gold, and the beautiful floating clouds like white jade......

But because of the "way", because of the kendo, which can only be understood in loneliness and hardship, he must get used to loneliness and isolation from the world.

Ye Gucheng's life is a sword, and the sword is Ye Gucheng's life.

So, what happens when everything withers and the life of the sword dies?

Ye Gucheng stared at the tip of Zhao Qing's sword tightly, and the frost in his heart seemed to have melted in an instant!

He suddenly did something that no one could have predicted!

Ye Gucheng actually threw down the sword in his hand at this moment!

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Ye Gucheng abandoned his sword and fell lightly to the ground.

Zhao Qing put away his sword and held his breath, his eyes full of thought.

A peerless sword forged by overseas cold iron elites and broken hair was inserted into the bluestone slab paved on the ground with a "snort", penetrating deep into the foot, arousing a dazzling cold light.

There is no doubt that Ye Gucheng has already lost.

Except for Hua Manlou, everyone present could see it clearly, and at the last moment, Ye Gucheng was forced to throw down his sword under the pressure of Zhao Qing's sword moves.

But they also saw that Ye Gucheng's face was not filled with pain, grief, and shame caused by being forced to abandon the sword, but was calm and calm.

Ye Gucheng didn't immediately pick up the sword, but looked at Zhao Qing in front of him and asked, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" ”

Zhao Qing stared at his eyes, and an idea suddenly popped up in his heart, and replied, "Fourteen swords of death." ”

Ye Gucheng suddenly sighed and said, "This is not your sword. ”

Zhao Qing nodded and said, "Yes, I have another swordsmanship of my own." "The basic framework of the Fourteen Swords of Death was not created by her, so naturally it cannot be regarded as a pure swordsmanship.

Instead of purely his own swordsmanship, he could not achieve a complete fusion of form and spirit in the display of sword intent, and there was a little more suffocation, which was detected by Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng looked at the sword in her hand and said, "Your own swordsmanship is not complete. ”

Zhao Qing nodded, and also said, "However, now, your swordsmanship is not complete." ”

The faces of the spectators were different. Only the Mu Dao people, who have the highest swordsmanship and have browsed many ancient books on weekdays, have vague guesses, and the others are confused, only to feel that the conversation between the two is unfathomable.

In fact, Zhao Qing noticed that after the battle between the two sides, Ye Gucheng's kendo realm had made a new breakthrough, and he stepped into the realm of "no sword and no self, sword and I forget".

This kind of breakthrough is extremely rare and rare, and has touched on the concept of "god".

"God" cannot be seen or found, but when it is about to come, it comes suddenly. But the enlightener himself must first reach the state of "no one, no self, no forgetfulness" before it can come.

Just like Xie Xiaofeng, when he was dying, he finally came up with a way to crack the fourteenth sword that killed him.

Ye Gucheng may have come up with a way to crack the fourteenth sword, but he may not have come up with it.

But in any case, his swordsmanship level must have improved, and the originally flawless Outer Flying Immortal has also become no longer "complete", so that he can integrate new ideas.

However, Zhao Qing's gains in this battle were by no means less than Ye Gucheng's.

In the process of fully integrating the sword intent into the fourteenth sword, she also achieved a new understanding and added a key stroke to her own swordsmanship.

The twilight was vast and the evening breeze was blowing, and the sword qi and sword intent that had just raged in all directions had already dissipated.

Only a few people knew that in this Zen temple, which was not grand and splendid, there had just been a sword confrontation that was enough to shake the martial arts.

Zhao Qing returned the long sword to the sheath and returned it to the Monk Honka, just quietly looking at the oval moon that had just risen in the sky, and the clouds were ethereal, but she seemed to see a round of fifteen full moons.

The moon is lacking and the moon is full, the five elements of yin and yang, swordsmanship, and sword path are floating and undulating in her heart.

The breeze blew and blew Zhao Qing's soft hair, floating from the back of his head to the side of his cheeks.

And at this moment, Ye Gucheng's voice broke the silence in the Zen courtyard: "Miss Zhao Qing, since the swordsmanship is incomplete, why don't you fight again, complement each other?" ”

No one thought that Ye Gucheng, who had been defeated by Zhao Qing's sword for less than half a pillar of incense, would suddenly put forward the proposal to fight again, without even delaying it at all.

Zhao Qing's gaze turned back to Ye Gucheng's body from the distant stars and moon, and the sword inserted in the ground suddenly glowed with a bit of surging brilliance.

She smiled slightly and said, "Okay." I plan to create ten swords in the sky, and there are still eight swords missing from the ten swords, and in today's second battle, maybe I can add another sword. ”

Based on the five elements of streamer, Zhao Qing planned to create ten swords of heavenly stems to divide the five elements of yin and yang. When she was in the world of Liancheng Jue, she had evolved "Otogi Split" as one of the swords; In the first battle, she fused the fourteen deadly swords, took their essence, and named it "Asking the Heart of the Own Land".

The power of the Ten Swords of the Heavenly Stem of the Grass Creation may not be as powerful as Yan Shisan's Death-Killing Fifteen Swords, but Zhao Qing believes that as she learns more and more martial arts, her swordsmanship is getting stronger and stronger, and she can completely surpass and outperform.

Originally, she had the idea of taking the cultivation of the Deadly Fifteen Swords as her main goal at the moment, but at this moment, she finally chose to put it in the rear and put her own swordsmanship first.

Ye Gucheng looked at Zhao Qing, and also showed a surging smile, and said, "I plan to divide the 'Flying Immortals outside the sky' into two swords, 'Flying Immortals' and 'Flying Immortals', and then fuse them. Two swords against two swords, how? ”

Zhao Qing said: "'Outside the sky'? 'Flying Immortals'? ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Not bad. ”

Zhao Qing asked, "First there is 'outside the sky'?" Or is there a 'flying immortal' first? ”

Ye Gucheng replied: "There is 'God' first, and then there is the heart. ”

Zhao Qing didn't speak again.

She just lightly stomped on the bluestone slab on the ground, and under the penetration and stimulation of her strength, the sword inserted in the ground suddenly soared, drawing a silver-white arc in mid-air, which happened to fall into Ye Gucheng's hands.

At the same time, the shocked monk on the side stroked his short beard and took the initiative to hand over the sword.

The two men had their swords in hand, but the atmosphere was very different from the first time they met.

The next battle will obviously be even more shocking.