Chapter 108: Defeat a Man

Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, he took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Zhou Xiaocao beside him, and his eyes showed deep confusion.

"Why did the seniors do this?"

"What is the meaning of this inexplicable dream for me?"

Zhou Xiaocao shook his head, and he chuckled.

"You'll understand why I'm like that later, but I can't say ...... now"

"DID YOU KNOW...... It's been 20 years now......"

Lin Xuan's face froze, and he said in a low voice: "My predecessor taught me swordsmanship for twenty years, what does it take me to pay?"

Zhou Xiaocao waved his hand, he gradually raised his head, looked at the moonlight in the sky, and there was a look of memory in his eyes.

The moon is full and the stars are scarce.

A gentle breeze blew, raising their clothes.

Zhou Xiaocao said lightly: "You only need to defeat one person, and now ......"

"I'm coming......"

At this moment, a ray of moonlight fell on Lin Xuan's scabbard.

A man dressed in the light of the sky suddenly appeared in the night sky.

He floated down like an immortal, and finally stood still on the ground.

The man's face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, making it difficult for Lin Xuan to distinguish his appearance.

But judging by his figure, the other party should be a man.

"Sonorous!"

A sound of drawing a sword out of its sheath suddenly sounded, Lin Xuan held the Broken Sorrow Sword, and the tip of the sword shook and pointed at the mysterious person in front of him.

"I don't want to lose!"

The other party was wearing a white robe and holding a simple long sword in his right hand.

"Buzz!"

The melodious sound of the sword resounded throughout the audience, and the man in white also gently pulled out the long sword in his hand.

The man in white was silent, and after a long time he replied, "I don't want to lose either!"

Lin Xuan smiled lightly, he let out a long sigh, and then said, "Although you and I don't want to lose, there will be someone who will lose in the end!!"

"Not bad!"

The man in white nodded, and he said in a deep voice: "I will never defeat you!"

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, he exhaled and said loudly: "I can't defeat you either!"

The man in white didn't speak anymore because he had already made a move.

No one can describe the body of the man in white, and no one can describe the speed of the man in white's sword.

He stood in the night sky, his sword in the moonlight.

At this moment, the long sword in the hand of the man in white seemed to have become the center of the world, and the bright sword light reflected the stars and moon in the sky, and even the heavens and the earth were eclipsed.

The long sword of the man in white trembled wildly, and at the end of his sword tip, it was Lin Xuan.

The moonlight wrapped around the blade, and the breeze lingered on the tip of the sword.

The long sword seemed to carry incomparable power, like the fury of thunder roaring towards Lin Xuan.

The man in white clenched the sword weapon in his hand, and the sword shadows caused countless ripples in the void.

At this moment, Lin Xuan took out his sword.

The withered maple leaves on the ground floated one after another, like an endless tide, and they surrounded Lin Xuan like stars holding the moon.

"Groan!!"

The sword of broken sorrow was slightly raised, and countless maple leaves crossed the starry sky, as if ten thousand swords were flying together, rushing towards the man in white.

"Bell!"

The flames were shining, and the sound of swords roared like thunder into the sky.

The countless maple leaves floating in the air all flew towards the man in white.

The endless maple leaves were like waves crashing on the shore, and they drowned the man in white in an instant.

Countless sword lights swayed in the maple leaves, and most of the maple leaves were cleaned up by the man in white in just an instant.

The maple leaves around the man in white swept over like a tide, and his long sword flipped and swung a sword.

"Buzz!"

The bright maple leaves are like a raging flame, and they are completely extinguished in only an instant.

One after another, maple leaves fluttered all over the sky, swirling and falling.

The man in white touched the ground with his feet, and his body flew backwards quickly.

He swung his sword at an incredible speed, and the brilliant sword light instantly filled the entire world.

What the?

Lin Xuan sensed an extremely sharp aura, and his face suddenly became solemn.

The sword light of the man in white seemed to emanate from the Yellow Spring Hell, gloomy and solemn, making his heart tremble.

A cold, chilling feeling shrouded in, and even the temperature here plummeted, as if it was a cold winter moon.

Sensing the changes in this place, Lin Xuan's scalp was numb, and his breathing gradually became short.

His body stiffened and slowed down.

At this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly moved his figure.

"Boom!"

The glittering sword light pierced the night, continuing to brush his robe, bombarding the ground.

In front of that sword light, the hard earth was like a fragile piece of tissue paper, and a ravine of more than ten zhang opened in an instant.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

Lin Xuan touched the blood stain on his right shoulder, his expression was so gloomy that he could almost drip water.

Ever since he came out of Dao Xuanzong, no, since he was reincarnated, he hadn't been defeated by anyone.

And now, he still won't lose!!

"Again!!"

Lin Xuan looked up to the sky and roared, and the howling sound shook the heavens and the earth.

As he roared, he moved and swept out of the air, approaching the man in white.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The Broken Sorrow Sword turned into countless sword lights, covering the entire void in just an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xuan stabbed out one hundred and three swords at the man in white with the Broken Sorrow Sword in his hand.

Each of these one hundred and three swords is his pinnacle sword, and although he is now a mortal, his control of power has reached its peak.

Magnificent sword light rushed into the sky, and they reflected the vast stars, almost dyeing the entire starry sky with silver glow.

The man in white held the ancient sword in his hand, and he attacked back one hundred and nine swords in an instant, and the sharp sword light sealed Lin Xuan's body.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

Accompanied by the sound of gold and iron clashing, countless fires were born out of thin air.

"Poof!

Lin Xuan spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and he skimmed his body with his residual vision, his face was extremely indifferent.

There are three sword wounds on the left leg, two sword wounds on the chest, and two sword wounds on the right shoulder, almost every one of these sword wounds is deep to the bone.

"Boom!"

Seeing this, the man in white swung his sword again, drawing a shiny arc of light and striking at Lin Xuan's throat.

The arc flashed, and it came in an instant.

"Bell!"

Lin Xuan held his sword at his throat, and the two swords collided together, sputtering large sparks.

He held the Sword of Broken Sorrow in both hands, and his hands trembled violently.

The indescribable strength of the opponent's sword made him numb and even made him feel irresistible.

The sword of the man in white was very close to Lin Xuan's throat, and he only needed to take another inch to Lin Xuan to die.

The depth of the opponent's swordsmanship has almost reached the point of unfathomable.

The masters that Lin Xuan had encountered before were afraid that they couldn't even compare to a finger of the man in white.

"Humph!"

Lin Xuan snorted coldly and made another move.

"Buzz!!"

With a flash of cold light, the Broken Sorrow Sword slammed out at an incredible speed.

The long sword pierced into the night sky, the blade trembled rapidly, and the sword light shone on the body of the man in white, leaving six blood marks on his body in an instant.

The man in white retreated again and again, and just now his sword was on Lin Xuan's throat, and he was only one step away from killing him, but unfortunately he still couldn't stab him after all.

He sighed lightly, then clenched the ancient sword in his hand, jumped up in the air, and stabbed straight at Lin Xuan's chest.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan's body moved with it, and a sword swung out.

"Boom!!"

The tips of the two swords collided together, and the trembling sound of gold and iron resonating was heard far away, resounding throughout the night sky.

The air suddenly exploded at this moment, setting off a torrential wave, and an invisible force emanated from the two of them, and everything on the ground receded into the distance in an instant.

"Boom!"

A cold wind is blowing.

Lin Xuan and the man in white were like kites with broken strings, the two of them raised their heads and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and the people kept falling into the distance.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Lin Xuan's clothes suddenly cracked, and he staggered to his feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam on the ground.

"The internal organs have been displaced, and may even be broken......"

"In my current state, I can't hold a few moves at all, if the other party ......"

His heart sank, and he subconsciously looked up at the man in white.

"I've only taken out 10% of my strength now, do you want to continue?"

The man in white struggled to his feet, his breathing suddenly becoming short.

"It's not helpful to talk too much......"

"The next move is either you die or I die!!"

They looked at each other, and a fighting intent ignited from their bodies, and bursts of killing intent suddenly erupted.

For a swordsman, winning or losing is often more important than life or death.

Especially at this moment, defeat is death!!

The man in white's eyes changed, and he drew his sword.

His sword light was clear and cold, like flowing water, pouring down on Lin Xuan's body through the night, dotting his surroundings with mottled places.

Lin Xuan's eyes were cold, and he also swung his sword at this moment.

The sword light of the Broken Sorrow Sword was scattered on the ground, and the earth suddenly turned into a sea of silver, and the cold sword light swept out like a flood.

The sword light hung on the treetops, entangled in the heavens and the earth, and seemed to put a light veil on the sky.

The bright sword light and the stars on the horizon were connected, and the two of them held their swords and looked at them from afar, as if they were in the vast sea of stars.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The two swords that were enough to make the heavens and the earth lose their color met together, and the moves they swung were faster than the other, and the sword was stronger than the other, and the tide-like sword light continued to bloom in the night sky, as if constituting a brilliant starry sky.

"Boom!"

With a shocking bang, the two flew upside down and fell to the ground at the same time.

Lin Xuan lay on the ground, his consciousness gradually trance.

He knew that he didn't lose.

Because he didn't die, he survived under the last sword of the man in white.

The crescent moon in the sky, hanging high over the dark earth. The silver-white moonlight poured down, painting a swaying figure.

The misty world was illuminated by the bright light, the breeze gently blew through the fluttering maple leaves, and with this wisp of breeze, the shadow in the distance suddenly moved, it was the shadow of the man in white.

The man in white stood up and limped towards Lin Xuan.

"Hiss!

He dragged the ancient sword and walked slowly in the moonlight.

Lin Xuan's body trembled, his whole body was cold, his expression was shocked, and he raised his head with difficulty to glance at the man in white, with an indescribable shock hidden in his eyes.

He thought that the man in white was dead, but he didn't expect the other party to do such a thing.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes bitterly and quietly waited for the other party's arrival.

After a long time, the man in white walked to Lin Xuan's side, he moved his lips, and his expression was a little complicated.

"After I left the school, I thought I would be invincible in the world, but I never thought of ......"

"I didn't think of it...... It was a tie with you......"

Lin Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, the voice of the man in white was indeed the same as Zhou Xiaocao's, so what was he......

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the man in white fainted beside Lin Xuan.

He really didn't lose, but he didn't win either.

In this battle, they are a draw!!

Lin Xuan felt his eyelids sink more and more, and finally lost consciousness.