"What kind of sword technique is this?"

Ye Yang was shocked. He had been practicing swordsmanship for many years, first the Three Yang Sword Art, and then the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword Art. Each one was among the top sword arts.

But he had never seen such a terrifying sword technique, which could cut everything in the world in half.

His mind moved, and he turned into a ray of light, flying quickly to the sky above Feitian Gate. He stood under the sky and looked towards the place where the peerless sword light was.

The power of the sword pupil was slightly activated, and he saw a swordsman in white standing alone on the top of a mountain thousands of miles away.

He held a simple long sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky, and an unparalleled sword energy emanated from his whole body.

This sword energy seemed to tear the sky and earth apart, turning the surrounding air into countless sharp blades, cutting everything.

"Thousands of miles away, there is still such a powerful sword energy. Who is this person?"

Ye Yang looked at the swordsman in white. He had a handsome face and a look of firmness and determination between his brows.

Ye Yang's heart moved.

"This man must be a peerless swordsman. His swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle. If I can observe him, I will definitely benefit a lot."

At this moment, the swordsman in white seemed to be completely immersed in his own world of swordsmanship, unaware of the outside world.

The long sword in his hand kept swinging, and each swing was accompanied by terrifying sword energy, tearing through the void and cutting off everything.

And there was another person in front of the other party, a four-eyed old man wearing golden armor, with an infinite Milky Way behind him.

The sky was upside down, and the battle between the two became more and more intense. The surrounding space seemed to be torn into countless pieces by their power.

The swordsman in white has a unique sword technique, and each move contains profound sword intent, as if he can see through all flaws.

The four-eyed old man relied on his powerful strength and rich combat experience to continuously resolve the attacks of the white-clothed swordsman.

The battle between the two has lasted for a long time, but it is still difficult to determine the winner.

"Old man with four eyes, you want to stop me? What a joke, you are not good enough in front of me, Chu Tianhe."

"The Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Soldiers has ordered that you must be captured and killed today. You dare to act so arrogantly in front of me."

The four-eyed old man is wearing green hanging boots and a jade belt. Behind him, the Milky Way hangs in the sky, majestic and powerful.

The two stood several feet apart, each holding a sword. The atmosphere around them suddenly became tense, as if a shocking battle was about to break out.

The swordsmanship of the white-clad swordsman was clean and neat, and each of his swords was as bright and dazzling as a meteor across the sky.

His movements were strange and unpredictable, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and his sword energy was extremely sharp. Every time he swung his sword, it would cause a gust of wind and clouds to fall, making the surrounding trees sway and the fallen leaves flutter.

The swordsman in white took advantage of the old man's carelessness and suddenly launched a full-strength attack.

This attack condensed all his sword intent and strength, turning into a dazzling light that pierced straight into the vital points of the four-eyed old man.

The four-eyed old man faced the fierce attack of the white-clad swordsman without any fear, and the Milky Way behind him burst into dazzling light.

The sword energy intertwined with each other, forming beautiful pictures hanging in the sky.

The tips of their swords intersected, making a crisp metallic collision sound that echoed in the empty valley. The two men crossed and moved quickly, leaving only afterimages.

The battle became more and more intense, and both men had already used all their skills.

The white-clad swordsman's swordsmanship became more and more ferocious, and the sword energy surged towards the four-eyed old man like a tide, trying to drown him.

However, the four-eyed old man was as steady as a rock. The mighty celestial river drew mysterious tracks in front of him, easily dissolving the attack of the white-clothed swordsman.

The sword energies collided with each other, forming powerful storms that swept around.

"What a powerful force."

Seeing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but groan.

To be honest, these two people are far away from him.

But he could still see that both of them were not ordinary Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, and they probably had already condensed their golden elixirs.

The man in white was wearing clothes whiter than snow. If he guessed correctly, it was Chu Tianhe, the white-clothed sword god of Jiutian Sect, who had entered the Golden Core realm a hundred years ago.

He has countless disciples and although he looks young, he is actually an old monster who is over 600 years old.

The four-eyed old man should be the four-eyed old man killing general of the Zhuxian Army. He was originally an ordinary old man living in the mountains.

As a result, by chance, he accidentally ingested purple wild ganoderma, which made him look younger and have double pupils.

Later, it was recovered by the Dayun Dynasty, and it grew stronger and stronger along the way, and also broke through to the realm of Jindan Zhenren.

"A war is about to start, and now it is coming with great force. I am afraid it is another troubled time."

Looking at the battle over there, Ye Yang let out a breath.

Before, the Jiutian Sect had always been in a neutral state, and the leader later personally brought the Jiutian Samsara Treasure to meet the Lord of the Dayun Dynasty.

Many people speculate that there may be a day of neutralization.

However, no one expected that today the White-robed Sword God would take action against the four-eyed old man and kill the general.

It is also vaguely related to the legendary Heavenly Marshal.

Does it mean that the Jiutian Sect's response strategy has been adjusted? A question suddenly appeared in Ye Yang's mind.

The battle between the white-robed sword god and the four-eyed murderous old man shocked countless people.

After a while, Ye Yang saw several powerful figures, which turned into bright lights and fell all around, watching the two men fighting.

Everyone was guessing what the outcome of this battle would be.

Where will the relationship between Jiutian Sect and Dayun Dynasty go?

In the farther sky, a mysterious old man appeared quietly. He was wearing a black robe and a silver mask on his face.

Only a pair of deep eyes were revealed. His arrival made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

The Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Soldiers stood in the sky, saying nothing, but staring at the battlefield with a sharp gaze.

The battle between the white-robed sword god and the four-eyed murderous old man became increasingly fierce. Both sides displayed their earth-shaking skills, causing the sky and the earth to change color and the wind and clouds to change suddenly.

Just when everyone thought this battle would last longer
Suddenly, a dazzling light descended from the sky, covering the entire battlefield.

Everyone looked closely and saw a phantom figure shrouded in divine light. Their specific features could not be seen clearly. They were holding a six-path strange wheel, which was slowly spinning and standing proudly in the void.

Although its specific features could not be seen clearly, its divine power was extremely extraordinary.

"Stop it." The leader of Jiutian Sect said lightly.

Upon hearing this, the White-Clothed Sword God and the Four-Eyed Killing Old Man withdrew their attacks and retreated to their respective camps.

The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly eased a lot, but the doubts in everyone's hearts became more and more serious.

The man looked around and finally his eyes fell on the Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Soldiers.

The two looked at each other in silence, as if communicating something with their eyes. After a moment, the man slowly spoke.

"There is no deep hatred between the Jiutian Sect and the Dayun Dynasty. What happened today was just a misunderstanding."

The Heavenly Army Marshal was silent for a moment and then spoke.

"We know what Jiu Tian Zong is thinking, but the historical trend is magnificent. Under the rolling wheel of historical progress, Jiu Tian Zong will not succeed if it just hides its head in the sand."

The man was silent for a moment.

Afterwards, the two sides stopped fighting.

But Ye Yang was not as optimistic as others.

The relationship between Jiutian Sect and Dayun Dynasty is not as simple as it seems.

Today's battle seemed to be a feud between the White-robed Sword God and the Four-eyed Killing Old Man.
In fact, it was a test between the two forces. The appearance of the leader of Jiutian Sect and the nod of the Heavenly Army Marshal were compromises made by both sides to maintain the overall situation.

"Can the Jiutian Sect and the Dayun Dynasty really coexist peacefully?"

Ye Yang couldn't help but look up at the sky.

The imperial practice and the sect practice are inherently contradictory and cannot be reconciled.

unless!

One party is willing to surrender, or disband and withdraw automatically.

As long as there is a conflict of interest, this war will break out sooner or later."

Ye Yang remained silent. He was well aware of the complexity of human nature and the severity of the situation.

This kind of thing cannot be reconciled so easily.

"It's useless to think about these things. What matters most is your own strength."

Ye Yang let out a breath.

His heart was filled with mixed emotions. He knew that even though the battle on the surface had subsided.

But the fragility of peace and the surging undercurrent are far from over.

Instead, a more tense atmosphere quietly spread.

It is undoubtedly the calm before the storm.

This night.

A piece of news broke the quiet night sky.

The Chen family, a Zifu clan east of Tongtian River, was ambushed by an unidentified strongman and suffered heavy losses.

It is suspected that the Eastern Zhuxian Army took action.

Ye Yang knew that this was not just a simple attack, but also a test.

"Strength is the most important factor in maintaining peace."

Ye Yang put down the scripture in his hand, muttered to himself, and looked out the window with a firm gaze.

(End of this chapter)