Chapter 65: A Thousand Miles to the Battle

An invisible aura shook, and Jing Tianming and Xiang Shaoyu were suddenly shocked out of the range where the two were about to fight.

Strange and rare swordsmanship, Liu Baiyi really has an urge to see the joy of hunting, although the swordsmanship is a stroke, but there is no obstacle to each other, it is almost the Tao.

All kinds of swordsmanship in the world have been interpreted by him with words and strokes, although they have found another way, but they are dignified and magnificent, and they have even reached the realm of transformation.

Liu Baiyi's left hand shook his body and walked towards Xunzi, one step, since you are right, then I want to be tricky, the sword of trickery, surprise.

At this moment, both of them are kendo masters, but they don't know whether to overcome the right with tricks or to overcome tricks with righteousness.

"Whew!"

The ring ruler looks ordinary, but there is no damage when it intersects with Qiushuihan, not even a mouth, and the material does not seem to be ordinary.

However, at this moment, Liu Baiyi found that he was very wrong, this ruler turned out to be sharp, because of that word, there was a sharpness, a pen, and he suddenly remembered two words in his heart.

"Good, good. ”

He was excited and said three good things in a row.

For so long, he has been wanting to take another half step, but unfortunately he has never been able to understand, and now how can he control himself when he meets a person who has also reached such a realm in the same way of swordsmanship.

"Alas, you are delusional. ”

Ran Xunzi saw the change in his expression and suddenly sighed slightly, but the ring ruler was drawn a few times in the air, forming a word, Li, which was condensed by the sword qi, and it immediately bloomed at the beginning, turning into a lot of scattered sword qi.

"What is foolishness, what is delusion?"

Liu Baiyi smiled indifferently, his body did not move, and he was about to wait for the sword qi to come to him, but his sword had already arrived first, scattering the sword qi.

It's very strange that Jing Tianming and Xiang Shaoyu both looked nervously at the two people fighting in front of them at this time, without earth-shattering momentum, or even without any rules, one horizontal sword and one vertical sword.

But the two of them didn't dare to look at it anymore, because their eyes couldn't stop crying, and they felt extremely stinging, only to feel that the bodies of the two people seemed to be emitting light, which was infinite sword qi.

When they looked again, there were still two figures in front of them, and when they stood still, they could only see two black spots in the distant sky that were gradually turning into dust, but after a few breaths, the two of them were hundreds of feet away.

Land True Immortal, perhaps, the realm of True Immortal is still far from Liu Baiyi, but now he and Xunzi are not first-class True Immortals in the eyes of ordinary people.

The two of them fought and walked, their feet did not stop, and the sword in their hands did not stop.

......

The coast of the East China Sea.

The waves wash the sand, and the wind urges the waves.

Today, however, there is a different kind of change than usual.

Before the morning dawn rose, I looked from a distance, only to see two clouds of light suddenly floating in the mountains at the end of the earth, one gray and one white, and from time to time there were strange encounters.

They floated out of the mountains like two fires of different colors, gray as night and white as day, and they rotated with each other like children chasing each other.

And their speed did not stop, the speed was as ethereal as the wind, and in an instant it went straight into the East China Sea.

Two days and two nights, more than 1,000 miles.

Liu Baiyi's body shape was extremely illusory, and he left countless afterimages when he moved, and those afterimages seemed to have their own consciousness, and countless swordsmanship constantly shrouded the old man in front of him whose face was always silent.

The two flickered and flickered with each other, and wherever they passed, even the waves parted silently.

And the figure of the old man is very clear, from beginning to end he has so many moves, but these few moves can turn the shadow of the sword in the sky.

Simplify the complex and get back to basics.

In the same realm, the two are not on the same path.

At this time, the two of them didn't seem to have the intention of stopping, this is the real way of talking about swords, they are all swordsmen, they are all in this realm, the opponent is hard to find, who can stop, even Xunzi is the same.

Two days and two nights of sleeplessness, no drinking or eating, not to mention that the internal force has never stopped, and the energy is more condensed, if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that the energy has already been exhausted and died, and people in their realm, the meridians of the whole body are unimpeded, and the internal force may be able to communicate with the world slightly, so as to persist until now.

It's just that now, their respective bodies have gradually felt weak, and they are still human beings after all, not immortals.

The wind and waves surged, and the two of them still didn't stop, stepping on the waves like walking on the ground, all the way to the east.

In the morning light, under the fusion of aura and sword intent around them, it was like two clouds of light, cutting through the somewhat obscure world.

It's just that, finally, their behavior seems to have provoked something, and at the end of the sea, a brilliant golden light suddenly bloomed, it was a great sun, although it was only the tip of the iceberg, but that ray of light had annihilated their color.

The aura and even the sword momentum of the two couldn't help but stagnate.

This is the power of heaven, and in the eyes of the two, it is invariably that the sun bursting out of the sun is already a bright sword light.

What a familiar scene, a sword at the beginning, and then tens of millions of swords, hundreds of millions of swords, stabbing to the four poles of heaven and earth, and slashing to the eight directions of the world.

Only this time, Liu Baiyi felt extremely clear, although he didn't look at it, but when the scorching light fell on him, he already understood that there was nowhere to escape.

Xunzi's sword stopped, not because he took the initiative, but because Liu Baiyi stopped first.

"Good sword. ”

Liu Baiyi's expression was indifferent, his face was calm, and he stood quietly on the sea, but his eyes were a little stunned.

He didn't know if he was praising Xunzi or something else.

Different times, different places, to see the same thing, the feeling may not be the same, at this moment, Liu Baiyi slowly looked at the big sun that showed a corner, once the same scene, today he did see something different.

Xunzi's hand has long been gone, his left hand is behind his back, his right hand is brushing his beard, and he is also quietly looking at the big day, although he has seen it many times, but each time the feeling is different.

At this moment, the darkness dissipated, the frost on the earth gradually melted, and the sword that slashed at everything in the world began to reveal its power.