Chapter 43: Sword Match

After a long time, Kong Moyi asked Bai Yang what happened when three sword lights collided in the snow that day. Bai Yang just smiled but didn't answer, what happened that day, neither he, nor Yu Xuanming, or even the master could say clearly, but they all understood that after that day, Yu Xuanming's sword path finally saw where the mountain peak was, and Bai Yang was a thousand miles away, and he had an epiphany of the true meaning of the Cangyue Yantian Sword.

As for Kong Moyi herself, since the Lotus Gentleman's Sword bloomed with a different light, it was convenient for her mind to be connected, and it was difficult to separate.

"Bai Yang, senior, what are you doing!?"

After getting out of the control of the Lotus Gentleman, Kong Moyi hurriedly ran down the mountain, but saw Yu Xuanming stopping at the mountain road and waved his hand to her: "Things are fine, don't panic." ”

"What's going on?" After calming down, Kong Moyi suddenly felt that the Lotus Gentleman he was holding in his hand was a little different, as if he was compatible with his own bloodline, extremely cordial, and it seemed that as long as he moved his thoughts casually, he could drive the powerful power contained in it.

And Yu Xuanming looked at her with a smile, reached out and patted her head, and said lightly: "Go back." ”

"Senpai!"

Kong Moyi raised the sword in his hand and said with a blank expression: "What the hell is wrong with this sword?

"The sword soul of the next generation, the spirit of this sword, also recognizes you as the master. ”

After saying this casually, Yu Xuanming was already one step at a time, as if he was a thousand miles away, and in the blink of an eye, he had flashed out and disappeared at the end of Kong Moyi's sight.

Kong Moyi glanced at the Lotus Gentleman in her hand strangely, although she didn't understand what the sword soul of the next generation meant, but all in all, the mystery that existed in this sword had been solved by her, and the sword moves left by Yu Xuanming in the sword could already be used by her at will, since this was the case, she didn't bother to delve into what was going on.

As for the sword that rose to the sky in the snow forest, Yu Xuanming said that there was no problem, and she didn't worry about it.

In the snow forest, the stone pavilion had completely collapsed, Bai Yang stood silent two steps away from the ruins, opened his eyes after a long time, sighed as if enlightened, and said: "The sword intent of Yu Xuanming's predecessor is really wonderful, this move, I'm afraid it is a killing move in his sword spectrum, right?"

"Although this sword is nameless, its power is even better than the swordsman I have seen back then. Boy, if you are unlucky, then there will be no one in the world who is favored by heaven. ”

After a sigh, the master said, "If he hadn't fallen to this realm, I'm afraid that there would be another earth-shattering sword god in the lower realm today." ”

"The word sword god, he can definitely afford it. Bai Yang said from the bottom of his heart, he admired Yu Xuanming's sword path in his heart, and his sword intent of establishing the world made him understand that this world is definitely not the supremacy of power, and the so-called conscience is actually always remembering that he should not forget his original intention of being a human being at any time.

"Knowing this, your future path of cultivation may not be very smooth, but your future achievements will be worthy of that sentence. ”

The master said lightly: "But from today onwards, the cultivation you need to undertake will be even more stringent." ”

"Just come on. Bai Yang smiled and said, "I understand, if there is any trick, just come." ”

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In the snow forest, a month passed in a blink of an eye, and when Bai Yang stepped out of the snow forest again, what was waiting outside the forest was not Kong Moyi, who often came to deliver some food during this time, but a slender young man wearing purple clothes.

There was a long sword in front of him, buried in the snow for an unknown amount of time, as if he had been standing here for years.

When Bai Yang saw this person, he calculated the days in his heart, thinking that today was the time that Yu Xuanming had agreed with the old man, and asked, "You are the apprentice of the predecessor of Zhao Beifeng?"

The purple-clothed young man opened his eyes and looked at Bai Yang, and saw that he was covered in dust, and there were still a few pieces of mud on his body, and his face was no longer visible from what he looked like at that time, and he was dirty like a mud man.

No way, within a month, the master tried all kinds of ways to torture his body and spirit, although the single strength of these cultivation methods is not so terrifying, but the combination of daily makes him want to die, and he can't even die.

After surviving this month, Bai Yang also got permission from the master to leave the snow forest and go to the place where the leylines converge to find the black magic fire.

"You are the disciple of Qiu Jian's predecessor? If you don't pay attention to your appearance, you can also be regarded as a sword cultivator?" The purple-clothed young man's voice was slightly cold, and he pulled out his saber from the snow, and a sonorous sound sounded, and the sword blade pointed directly at Bai Yang: "You are a disciple of the two sword seats of the Sword Peak, I thought that I would be a genius in the sword, but I didn't expect it...... I didn't expect it to be like this, hand over your sword, people like you, don't bother me to use my sword to defeat you. ”

"Yo, this kid is very crazy, but it's just a Dingyuan Seventh Section, if he really fights, it's not necessarily who wins or loses, but his verbal kung fu is probably much stronger than his kendo attainments. ”

There was mockery in the Juggernaut's tone.

Bai Yang scratched his cheek, and also showed a wry smile.

He naturally knew that he really didn't look good at this time, but he didn't expect that Zhao Beifeng's apprentice would be so persistent and wait outside the snow forest for a long time.

"No wonder that girl always looked strange when she entered the snow forest before, I'm afraid she had seen this person too. Bai Yang shook his head helplessly, and then raised his hand, and the Qingtian Snow Falling Sword appeared next to his hand, but it was hanging but not falling, and there was a feeling of using qi to resist the sword.

"Oh, it's a famous blade, what's the name of this sword?"

The purple-clothed young man raised the blade of the sword by a few points, and the contempt in his eyes slowly put away.

In his opinion, the strong man who can use this kind of fame is afraid that he will not be a powerless person under the sword.

"The snow is falling. Bai Yang said the name of the sword, and the purple-clothed young man nodded, signaling that he knew, and then said, "Ask for advice." Then he walked directly and quickly stepped on the snow, and directly stabbed a sword at Bai Yang.

Jian Mi Sanyang!

This sword stabbed out a bit of the feeling of a kendo grandmaster, although he didn't use his own power of fixing the yuan, but it made Bai Yang feel like he couldn't dodge.

"Burial Moon Slashing Dragon!"

Bai Yang didn't want to waste too much time, so he directly used the Burial Moon Slashing Dragon, which he had studied the deepest during this time, and cooperated with the Qingtian Snow Falling Sword, pointing at the blade of the purple-clothed young man, a world-shaking force that knocked him out, but he turned around extremely lightly in the air, slowly landed on the snow, and said coldly: "This is still a little bit like this, but it's not enough!"

"Try my trick, the sword turns around!"

The four sword rays, mixed with unparalleled strength, struck from all directions and rushed in front of Bai Yang.

Bai Yang was unmoved, his spirit was restrained, and he slowly used a sword.

Drunken Moon Wind Bone!

Clang!

The four sword lights were directly annihilated, but Bai Yang was superimposed with sword lights, directly attacking the purple-clothed youth.

"It's good to come!" The purple-clothed young man shouted, and stabbed back his sword, and the sword flashed like a flowing fire, and a burning fire came down with a bang.

"Sword Burning Five Elements!"

At the top of the broken peak, Yu Xuanming quietly watched the agreed battle, his face was full of pleasant expressions, and he didn't seem to care whether Bai Yang won or lost. And beside him, Zhao Beifeng, who had a long sword hanging from his waist, had a calm face, although compared to a month ago, he was now neatly combed, and his clothes were no longer as embarrassed as they were, but he could still see from the expression he showed that he cared about the outcome of this battle.

"Why, Zhao Bie Feng, you don't have confidence in your apprentice?" Seeing that Zhao Bie Feng was so nervous, Yu Xuanming turned his head and smiled: "His sword intent is pure, and he is a good material for sword training." Compared to you, I believe that your disciple will be able to go further on the way of the kendo in the future. ”

"Yu Xuanming, don't come to this set, old man, although my sword heart is not pure, but if I really fight, I may not be your opponent. ”

According to Bei Feng, he was worried about the defeat of the sword at the beginning, and when facing Yu Xuanming's words at this time, he naturally had no good face to speak of.

However, Yu Xuanming didn't argue with him, just concentrated on watching the two juniors under the mountain peak to compare swords back and forth, although the sword intent of the two of them seemed to be full of loopholes in Yu Xuanming's eyes, but the key was pure. Compared with the powerful sword intent and the sword move that can be called the destruction of the world, he cares more about asking whether the sword heart is pure and whether the fit with the sword heart is perfect.

Although Zhao Beifeng's disciple is extremely arrogant, but his fit with the long sword in his hand is very perfect, one person and one sword have almost reached the level of two hearts, if he is cultivated, it will not be long before he will become the most dazzling genius in the way of the sword.

As for the white sun......

Yu Xuanming turned his head, looked at Bai Yang, and smiled slightly, but he had a different evaluation in his heart.

"Yu Xuanming, your disciple doesn't look very good, you only taught him the first two swords, and he is no match for Zi'er. ”

Zhao Beifeng sneered: "Regarding the two sword seats of Sword Peak, it seems that this is nothing more than the case now. Even his own disciples were reluctant to pass the sword, and it really made people laugh when they said it. ”

"Eh, according to Don't say too much, your heart should be quiet, your intention should be pure, and you should not say much about watching the battle, otherwise, it will seem that you have no grace. Yu Xuanming stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "As for the sword I taught him, you will be able to see it soon." ”

"Why, you still dare to teach him that sword?"

Zhao Beifeng's face changed suddenly.

With his understanding of Yu Xuanming, he naturally knew that in the sword spectrum of Yu Xuanming's sword, there was a sword technique that had never been used at all.

With the power of that sword, he was afraid that his apprentice would not be able to resist it at all!